Jonathan entered the room with wide eyes. For an instant, he wanted the old dull Ravenclaw common room back. Not only was this one dirty, but the room stank as well. This wasn't exactly what he had hoped to come back to after the quidditch match... His entire body was aching, and the boy simply wanted to plop down on a chair, plastic-covered or not. He sighed and glanced around. There was Ryan, who didn't seem the least bit worried. And why should he be, they'd just won the first quidditch game of the year! This was spectacular. Jon himself had just won his first real quidditch match ever. It was something to celebrate, so he threw himself on the ground, slipping through the mud in Ryan's direction. "Well, we have to take advantage of the common room's new and temporary makeover, don't we?" Jonathan said in his defense for having performed an action he would usually have considered rash.