Casimir let out a satisfied sigh as the carriages finally arrived at the great doors of Hogwarts. Other than the school year that was about to begin, Casimir was excited for the bountiful feast he was about to gorge himself with. Since day one at this school, Casimir would have his maximum fill with the food. It made up for all the hunger he had to go through during the day.
When he walked into the Great Hall, the Slytherin made his way over to, where else, the Slytherin table. He gave a few nod of respects to his fellows as he walked, but just when he was about to sit down, he heard a familiar voice. Acacia's. She was badmouthing Willow, making it evident that all that "care" she had shown her during the train ride was nothing but a spiel. This... irritated Casimir, something surprising for a Slytherin, and even for himself. He had no business standing up for the timid girl or confronting someone else for being manipulative. He was manipulative himself and even praised those who could manipulate successfully. However, this.... this was just sad. Willow, a girl who couldn't even keep her cool in a room full of people, being treated and used for this? That was a waste of guile, and frankly not fair to the timid Gryffindor.
"Oh, that Mother Hen attitude with Willow was a front like everything else I see. Great job Acacia, deceiving someone as frail and trusting as her is a wonderful accomplishment."
There was obvious sarcasm in his voice.