Sherlock Holmes Observes Hogwarts Part 3
Breakfast with Sherlock was full of curiosities. First of all, Sherlock refused to even go near the Hufflepuff table. John hadn't really asked why that was, because he assumed that Slytherins had their own ways of dealing with people, even if those ways didn't make a whole lot of sense to average, kind human beings. But then when they sat down to the Slytherin table, they sat at the very end where no one else was, and absolutely nobody greeted Sherlock as he began to prepare his tea, stirring a silver spoon in his mug with a bored expression on his face.
"Sherlock, why are we sitting apart from everyone else in your house?" John ventured, as more people arrived and still the seats near them remained clear. It seemed strange to him that not even girls greeted the good looking boy at breakfast. Surely someone here had an interest in Sherlock. He couldn't be a total pariah.
"They think I'm a freak." Sherlock was studying John's face, still stirring his steaming tea. John fidgeted under hi