<div class="floatleft">(https://78.media.tumblr.com/19501a83b2eed8ccc5eb55aa4564c7c6/tumblr_mjtjhxCuR51s7gq7fo1_250.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Lyre Savage<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Pure<br/><strong>Wand:</strong>Maple, Dragon Heartstring, 13 in, Unbending, literally glowing<br/><strong>House/Year:</strong>Slytherin 3rd Year<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Friday, September 1st, 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Best House, best table<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Sorting, Eating, Eavesdropping<br/><strong>THEME:</strong>Savage slither (https://youtu.be/oOwU-nTokFU)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong><em>Professors Karkus, Creevy. Headmaster Amell. Slytherins; Balor, Cromwell, Morrigan, Matsukoto, Taylor. Gryffindor; Balor. Ravenclaw; Cromwell. Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw; general tables.</em><br/><hr/><br/>As soon as Lyre Savage claimed a seat at the Slytherin table, his eyes feasted on the people in the Great Hall. First, the staff. Professor Karkus. Likable but equally disappointing for not giving Lyre an Outstanding mark in Potions. He shall pester him later for extra credit. There is a new professor, most likely replacing the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher who's nowhere to be seen. Lyre's icy blue eyes sized him up. Headmaster Amell. Snort. He avoided any thought about that man, not out of fear but out of certainty that he was a mind-reader, and that was entirely all he dared to think about him at the present.<br/><br/>When Finn the first of the Balors to not go to Slytherin instead was announced Gryffindor, Lyre raised an eyebrow smoothly and peered unblinking at Aaric who seemed only slightly disappointed but more interested in scouting out the girls with Xual, especially his freshly made Ravenclaw sister. Interesting. The sight of Slytherin-crowned Hikaru Matsukoto flirting with his friend Moray Morrigan and her bag of Maltesers before leaving to a Hufflepuff girl, told Lyre enough. Already eager and on the prowl, but would he ever get his girl? Xerxes Taylor, looking innocent, withdrawn, but wised up, like he's sat at a table with feasting carnivores, was so very delicious-looking. Hard-shelled, though. Moray was working him over, and she was succeeding, he had to give her that.<br/><br/>Her cold, light-hearted charm had always an exceptional touch, knowing her since they started their same year. Always a pleasure to watch, she brought a dinner and a show. She made many long nights and Quidditch matches entertaining, they were quite a team. Still though, his blipping heart turned to ice just thinking about how she bested him at History of Magic and Astronomy. Grr. Lyre respected and feared Moray more than anybody for that. He would not cross her. He was quite amused to overhear their weaknesses. Ice cream for Moray, not so surprising, as she was known as the girl who ate all the ice cream. Was she honest? Perhaps not.<br/><br/>Just like that, Hikaru was back, tickling under her chin. Snort.<br/><br/>Xerxes on the other hand gave away quite useful information. He can be seduced with a book, and a little water.<br/>Mmm, Lyre tilted his head curiously, but there was more to the boy if he was placed in Slytherin.<br/><br/>The Sorting Hat after all was never wrong. Lyre Savage flashbacked two years to the day he was Sorted. The bent hat lingered overhead, barely touching, before it bellowed who he really was to the bone. A Savage. A grim smile locked on Lyre's face as he grabbed the nearby darkest apple and chomped. Juicy.<br/><br/><hr/>