Vincent & Slytherins
Vincent had clapped the loudest when the other houses failed to appreciate exactly what his relatives were laying down for the student body. While he didn't understand all of it, he knew his family was in the right. They always were, so there was hardly a care in the world about the upcoming term. As the food filled the tables, Vincent's eyes lit up and a wide smile crossed his features. Filling food onto his plate, not caring what odd items touched he looked like the human embodiment of a pig with a newly filled trough.
"D'you lot do anyfing fun dis -ummer?" he asked between shoveling food into his face.