Molly sat quietly as the first years began to flood the tables one at a time. Slytherin wasn't exactly a popular house to be in, but it was definitely the best. She noticed a few of the first years trip a little and sheepishly make their way to their table and sit down along side their fellow Slytherin's and she thought back to her sorting. She was so happy to be in Slytherin, to be away from her family, to be different.
She smiled politely at a boy who had seemingly moved from his seat down the table, next to her, and then she turned her attention back to the first years.