<strong>Name:</strong>Gustav Raubriter<br/><strong>House/Year: </strong>Slytherin/6th<br/><strong>Bloodtype:</strong>Pure blood<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Corridors<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Charlize, Fat Friar<hr/><br/>"Of course." he said, in agreeance with the Fat Friar's comment about those of differing Houses not needing to be enemies. From Gustav's perspective, it was typically those<em>in</em>your House that you had to watch the closest, though he says nothing of it. "May you have a good evening." Though Gustav was surely capable of untold of levels of cruelty and viciousness, he was just as capable of being sincerely nice and pleasant, and frequently was, when he felt the other person was deserving of it.<br/><br/>"And you as well, Charlize. I believe we may see each other in classes. Perhaps tomorrow evening, you would do me the honor of showing me a bit more? And maybe helping me get a feel for the other students here." He left her with that thought, as he ventured down into the dungeons, knowing she was not likely to follow him; he didn't want an immediate answer from her. Just for her to think it over, and get back to him, which he presumed she would.<br/><br/>He would soon find his way to the Slytherin common room entrance, speak the password, and retire to his room; not bothering to engage any of his other House mates in communication this evening. In truth, he was a bit exhausted, and looking forward to sleep, though he showed no outward signs of such vulnerability.