<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__7s9GUTM-oY/TBq_FBdhrFI/AAAAAAAARUk/DxWSCoGXELk/s1600/caspian.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Blossom Rose<br/><strong>Age:</strong>25<br/><strong>House:</strong>Slytherin<br/><strong>Patronus:</strong>None<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>Straight<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>House Plain Wizards Robes<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 2nd, 2018 .... Morning<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Leaving the Great Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>OPEN<br/><hr/>There was so much he needed to do.  The herb gardens were in horrible shape after being untended for the summer.  Likely they'd need a month to bring them back to something resembling proper condition.  He could use that to kill two Muggles with a single spell; he could grade the students on their ability to resurrect the garden and could determine which ones he was willing to recruit for extra credit to help with his own home gardens.<br/><br/>He'd also need to call a meeting of his house, to introduce himself and to remind them that this was a school and not a Muggle mall.  Proper dress would be expected of them.  How they deported themselves on their own time was up to them but as long as they represented Slytherin, they would dress appropriately.<br/><br/>He strode along the full length of the Slytherin table, noting those seated who were not from that house.  He frowned at those around them and conversation hushed a little under his disapproval.  It didn't completely die out but they knew that he was displeased.  It wasn't going to require a diviner to figure out why.  Those few dressed in proper robes received polite nods.  He would soon know all their names, just as they would know his.  They would either curse his name or praise it but under his control, Slytherin would rise again to the place of prominence it once held.