"Of course. I mean, why stop now?"he asked. Clark had this thing about tradition. Everything had to stay the way it was. He was kind of attached to the past. It was actually quite sad sometimes. "Blueberry head?" Clark interjected. "What? Oh, yeah, cos they're purple. Haha!" Clark was a Ravenclaw, you said? Uhhuh. Interesting. *coughriggedcough*

"Down the hall, first on the left." he repeated a few times. "On the left. Down the hall. First." He turned around a few times and ran down to Jake. He was his buddy/partner-in-crime/rival for girls, but mostly his buddy. He knocked on the door, then burst in. "Jake Upstead!" he yelled, then sneezed. He forgot that he had died his hair green. Probably to spite him. A few of his allergies had gone away, but he still sneezed, coughed, etc. when he saw green. He gave him a bear hug-Clark was probably the best hugger in the Department of Magical Education. (His favorite issue: fooooood, of course) "C'mon man, why aren't you out there?"