Then there was Slytherin.  At the furthest end of the table, closest to the main doors, Malfoy sat with a similarly dejected appearance to Nichols.  Not that anyone else could probably tell.  His eyes were fiercely glaring down the rest of his table, as if daring them to approach him.  He had a few friends around him - Parkinson, Nott, and Zabini - who also seemed prepared to attack should anyone say anything to them.