Re: Cassandra & Sirius
"He was my headmaster here. Figure that one out," she offered politely, arching an eyebrow as he invited himself to sit. She could smell the alcohol but honestly, it was none of her business. "Mm, yes. Not just me, of course. There are others. I've been calling us the Garden Gang - Myself, Draco, Savannah, Ron, Peter - whoever wants to volunteer, really."
He was so comfortable, lounging around like that, wasn't he? Whereas Cassandra sat straight as an arrow as she had been instructed since she was a child. Even the slightest slouch was unacceptable. What had she learned? "Dancing has become quite the lewd act to music that is more bass than substance," her nose wrinkled slightly, "There isn't a speck of order to any of this but the chaos seems to be the point."