<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/6/68/Xerxestaylor1.jpg/394px-Xerxestaylor1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Xerxes Taylor (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg13999400#msg13999400)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Plain robes<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Muggle born<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: Walnut with Veela hair core, 10 inches, pliable<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Slytherin, 1st year<br/><strong>Date</strong>: September 1st<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Great Hall<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Conversational<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Moray & Slytherins<br/><hr/><br/>Xerxes was brought back to reality by Moray. She was a friendly face in a sea of unknowns. “Yeah, Xerxes.” It did bring a more genuine smile to his lips. The first person he met in Slytherin house seemed to shatter some of the biased notions he held from reading. Xerxes had to remind himself that regression to the mean could be in play, but likely there were a number of outliers like Moray. He would resolve himself to finding them.<br/><br/>“Nice to…to meet you.” Xerxes said, remembering manners, albeit a momentary lapse.<br/><br/>Xerxes was about to continue the conversation when his eyes followed the movement at the head of the room. The headmaster made his way to the podium and the room quickly quieted down.<br/><br/>Xerxes was riveted to each world of Professor Amell. He had read about the Forbidden Forest and didn’t miss that Amell’s gaze moved to Slytherin when he discussed contraband. Xerxes nearly winced.<br/>