Snippet #1951804

"Oh, no, I-I've got potions before lunch. Sorry, Marcus."

Marcus heard the slight tinge of disappointment in his voice. The poor boy definitely needed a friend.

"After class sounds pretty good"

While Daniel muttered this he could see that he was in fact eyeing something else wearily. So as not to be incredibly obvious, Marcus discreetly turned his head to see what was so interesting. To his surprise he found a Slytherin girl had taken a seat at their table. Confused he glanced over at the actual Slytherin table and found that nobody was there. That's why she's over here, Marcus supposed. But it wasn't long before some more Slytherins came in and she took off. It was rather odd. Anyway, turning back to Daniel who had taken out his timetable he proceeded to examine his lessons.

"Hmm, I've got charms first" They mused over it for a bit and Marcus had to take out his own timetable to find out what he had. He aligned it next to Dan's and compared it.

"Hey, look at that. We have Transfiguration together," He scanned further down the list trying to see if he had any other lessons with him, "unfortunately that's all we've got together mate."

Just then the familiar screeching of the owls were heard. There were dozens of them, most different breeds. Their gracefulness at flight, excluding a few dodgy ones, always had fascinated Marcus. He looked to Daniel who was also admiring the owls.

"Mail's here," He said cheerfully

Just then one of the more clumsy owls, dropped a package into the pile of bacon a few seats away from them. Clearly the owls were something of a pleasant thing for Daniel because he was obviously a lot happier. He didn't even stammer when he spoke,

"Do your parents ever send you any letters?"

Unfortunately it was a question that Marcus was reluctant to answer. His parents were from quite a wealthy background and were often away even during the holidays. Marcus rarely saw them but on the rare occasions that he does they showered him with gifts inspired by guilt. They never sent him letters. But not wanting to come off hostile when the guy was finally relaxing a bit he just simply said,

"Nah, they're too busy to." He hoped that Daniel wouldn't push the point. To reduce the risk of him asking further questions he changed topic.

"So are you apart of any clubs? You could probably join the duelling club. I bet you would be unstoppable since you have a knack for remember spells."