<div class="floatleft">(http://66.media.tumblr.com/a7f1444233a5c54afb96d542c55e3b3b/tumblr_inline_nh1odr2khl1qc4cgj.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Silas Rosier-Noc (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=259664.msg12827109#msg12827109)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>17<br/><strong>House:</strong>Hufflepuff<br/><strong>Patronus:</strong>Sparrow Hawk<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>Pansexual<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black T-Shirt, black jeans, black leather shoes, and a Hufflepuff Yellow pullover hoodie.<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 2nd 2018, Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Great Hall, Slytherin Table<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jaedan Connolly<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>He had scouted several locations to set himself down for breakfast. The easiest option was to sit with Lucan. The ginger was focused on his notebook, as usual, till Noya spilled tea and his friend started to help her clean it up. Noya. One of the girls he'd never really hit on. Not because she wasn't attractive, but girls from his own house had better options for revenge than other girls did. Maybe he could ask Lucan about her later on. If Lucan got to know her, he could give him a good in for getting to know her himself. Vaugly, he remembered Geoffrey telling him that he needed to learn how to be friends with a girl at least once in his life. That seemed like a lot of work though.<br/><br/>Speaking of Geoffrey, he didn't see the perfectly sculpted man anywhere. There was also Titus, but it was a little early for that. They could hang out later.<br/><br/>A cock-eyed smile crossed his lips as he spotted Jaed. The brooding little witch from Slytherin. He was sure she had spent her morning tormenting a few of the first years before coming down to eat. Even as she sat down at her house table, no one seemed to sit around her. Silas wasn't scared of her though. At least not completely. He was willing to swallow a little fear to get his hands on some breakfast. Jaed was always good for a little forced, one-sided chatter.<br/><br/>Striding over with his cocky smirk, he settled onto the bench seat next to her. His relationship with Jaed was unique from his relationship with other girls. She never mistook his intentions. If he was lingering around, it was because he wanted something. Right now, it was mostly the food sitting in front of her, "How's my favorite Moody Witch?" he wasn't not scared of what she would do or say to him, but he was willing to suffer it for his own entertainment.