deathsprince:
His lips formed an ‘o’ shape briefly as he heard the others words. He glanced towards the female. Sanctus believed that slytherin’s rivalry should belong to that of Ravenclaw’s after all the two houses craved knowledge. Each learning from one another to some regard. After all Knowledge is power. Both houses hunger for such a thing. Emerald hues narrowed onto the brunette as he raised his hand to the seat opposite him, “Please, sit.” he spoke with a calmness to his tone
There was something about the other that had always intrigued Giselle. He was different in a way she couldn’t put her finger on. Plus he was intelligent, that much she knew for sure. So she used that as an excuse to speak with him. Sitting opposite him as he’d suggested, she offered him a small smile, “Thank you. I appreciate you taking the time to help.” Her voice was soft as she got out her books and set them on the table in front of her, watching him in her peripheral the whole time.











