Miles walked into the Common Room quietly and closed the door behind him. He looked around at everyone, talking...mingling...blissfully unaware of the schools issues and his own. Who said ignorance wasn't bliss... Swallowing he moved toward the centre of the room and cleared his throat, "Could...could everyone come here please..." he said not nearly loud enough to be heard. He glanced down at his hands that he had stopped and bandaged and then back up. "Excuse me...I need your attention..." he said a little louder and sighed. He was too short for this room. Looking around again he spotted the coffee table and stood up on it so he was several heads taller than everyone, "HELLO! CAN EVERYONE STOP TALKING!"

He waited for the talking to die down and people to turn toward the crazed man on the table...him. "I'm here to inform you of what's going on and why you were all asked to come here. As you have noticed...we're missing one Prefect...things have been happening. Strange things and Headmaster Tate has asked for us to remain in our dormitories. The school has been placed on lockdown." There...it was said, why did it make him feel sick. He looked around, or tried to as his vision started to blur. Shaking his head to clear it he opened his eyes waiting for the onslaught of questions.