<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d7/Xual_Sly_3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Xual Cromwell<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Slytherin uniform<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Pure-Blood<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: 10 ⅛ in| Double twist Aspen wood | Thestrial hair<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Slytherin | 4th year<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Friday, September 1st, 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Hogwarts | Great Hall | Slytherin Table<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Observations leading to Conversation<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>The Devil Wears Prada - Kansas (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Wb-BtTeaQg&index=55&list=PLx65qkgCWNJIs3FPaj8JZhduXSpQ_ZfvL)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Aaric | Open | Mention various people<br/><hr/><br/>"Year four already?" Yawned a dirty blonde hair Slytherin. "You're old man." A sly grin curled the edges of thick lips as he glanced towards his right at his fellow serpent - Aaric Balor.  This time of year was the most interesting and yet the most boring of them all. It was the entrance ceremony, where new students entered, and got sorted into their respectable houses. It reminded him how short summers were and the joys of staying up late and waking up early to start the fun all over again.<br/><br/>He remembered the horrible look on his grand parents face when he first came to Hogwarts and got sorted into Slytherin. His family was a family of Ravenclaw and the only son of the Cromwell's was a Slytherin. That one had to hurt their pride in some fashion and while he never meant to hurt his grand parents, he raveled in the horror pleased upon his father's face. He decided to carve his own path. Dark emerald eyes pealed themselves away from piercing blue and into the line of students.<br/><br/>"See anyone that catches your eye, Balor?" He pondered out loud, lifting his right leg, resting his foot upon the edge of his seat. With a bent knee, he rested his arm upon the cap while scanning the crowd. There was a lot of good looking first years that had a lot of potential. There was a girl with soft delicate features that made her almost seem breakable. Too much sunlight and she'd turn into dust. A gorgeous red head.  A bunch of Gryffindor, Puffs, and Claws. There were a few good looking Slytherin and one that immediately had him nudge at Aaric. "How long before that kid gets punched in the face by some chick?" He asked about the Japanese kid. He was more of a shameless flirt than Aaric. "Maybe you should take him under your wing?" The Slytherin teased the grin fading from his lips and his eyes darkening.<br/><br/>"My sister is entering Hogwarts today..." His eyes never turning away from the crowd.