A handful of Slytherins raised their hands, among them was Hermione and Harry, the others were people Ron hadn't interacted with yet but he recognised them from the sorting. One he knew from outside the sorting, the cold blue eyes of Daphne Greengrass were locked at the front of the class. Ignoring his stares, to be honest he didn't even know why he was staring at the girl. Theodore Notts was the other one to have his hand raised. He didn't know him personally but knew he followed Draco around just like every other second or third child in their year did. Ron couldn't imagine any reason why someone would ever want to stick around that stuck up arse.