The hush heightened, breaths stilling and eyes widening a little when Harry bowed at his waist, one hand folded delicately behind his back, the other hovering near his hip, not quite touching him. His crossed feet straightened with his back. "Merry Meet, House Slytherin. I thank you for having me and I pray the Ancients bless our interactions." And then, because he was still James" Potter's son, he tilted his head and grinned, a crooked little thing, head tilting with it. "My parents tell me I'm an absolute treasure." He got an abundance of smiles in return, just as crooked, if not meaner. Crueller in some place. 