Dean had just put his luggage into a compartment when he saw a tall man looming over someone he didn't know. He gripped his wand and took a breath, strolling down the hall he stopped when he got closer. When he realized who the tall guy was, he merely shook his head.<br/><br/>"Do Slytherins have nothing else to do but pick on those less fortunate or is it just a past time?" he asked. His hair was perfectly shaped and he wore a sly grin.<br/>