Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh!

Bentley grumped his way into the great hall and grumped his way unto a seat at the Gryffindor table. Could they just please go home now? He had done his big brotherly duty of checking in with Heath to ensure that he had all his stuff packed and that he was down here for dinner.

Now the sooner the food came, the sooner he could be away from this place and the crazy girls that inhabited it. Yes..that was a lovely and comforting thought...