12-05-2010, 03:56 AM
Blaise waved idly toward the table, looking very much like a monarch who had condescended to associate with his subjects. "If your Gryffindor pride can stand being seen here, I'm not inclined to stop you," he replied.
As loathe as he was to deal with his cousins and Blaise at the same time, they seemed to have been keeping each other well distracted from Hitoshi. If he was lucky, maybe he could slip away and not have to deal with either of them just yet.
Hitoshi took the opportunity to duck under Blaise's leg -- the older boy had taken to using his shoulder as a foot rest -- and slip across the aisle to the Hufflepuff table. The seat next to Hitomi was taken by another girl, but the seat next to Alex was empty, and more importantly, it was a little father from Blaise and his cousins, and Hitoshi wanted no doubt that he had no involvement in anything that very well could (and most likely would) happen, if his cousins spent too much time around the Slytherin table. It was a powder keg waiting to happen.
"Best to just leave them well alone," he murmured, glancing back at Alex.
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"Glad to hear that." Reed glanced at his sister out of the corner of his eye, his face neutral. He set his fork down beside his plate. "What about Defense Against the Dark Arts? You haven't been antagonizing Professor Snape, have you?"
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