...And there was Odessa.

With a bro!nod, Dylan set his wand to the side and opened up his notebook, titling a clean page with the details. Just because he was super organized like that...and couldn't help himself.


Finishing up on the writing bits, the Slytherin smirked over at his housemate, pulling a small "something" out of his pocket. It would have looked like a normal tiny stick of plastic to a wondering eye...but what it really was...was a miniature toy light saber!

LET THE JEDI GAMES BEGIN!

He'd owl'd home about his parents sending some of his old Star Wars memorabilia to the school...and luckily, his mother had found the old light saber. Oh, how he missed the days when he and his father would battle it out like Yoda and Darth Vader.

Of course, he'd shrunk it down to fit the gargoyle's hand...and it still lit up, which Dylan had hoped it would...

"Okay, Jedi...Are you prepared for your Jedi!training?" Not expecting a response, he held the toy out for the gargoyle to take, grinning. Moving to pick his wand back up, he did a slight wave and commanded the thing to "Grasp the toy." Dylan had to admit, it was giving him massive feels.

DUUUUUUUN...DUN DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUUUN!

"Okay...hold out the light saber and bend your knees just a little..." This wasn't weird! Jedi had to perfect the stance. THE STANCE WAS EVERYTHING. When the statue did as he was told, the Slytherin nodded in a brisk manner. "Very good, then."

He briefly glance up at West and smirked. Yea, he knew he was such a kid...