It was a good lie. Hearing Schmoe saying everything was going to be alright was damn good just as he was being pulled away and down into this Room. He handed off his wand and then looked into the room seeing the crowd of students surrounding the limp motionless body of their Care of Magical Creature's Professor. Moose had been angry with him. He had lied to him too, saying to go Home. But now look at where they were. It was a bad lie.

Still, don't die Professor Williamson. He couldn't handle anymore death.

How many times had they already been forced to not sit near each other. His kind shouldn't even sit with those who were surrounding the near dead professor on the floor. He looked to Kinsay fighting so hard wanting to go sit beside her and just break that trend. Then to Mamie who was braver than him. Doing what he couldn't bring himself to do. then moved over to a lone section of this place and slouched down into a fetal position.

He wanted to so badly go and be near everyone but he was too scared that doing that would bring the Headmaster's wrath down on him. He wouldn't even want his lifeless body to be surrounded so he kept to himself and tucked his head into his knees.