Finally, it was time for him to make the walk to the Prefects bathroom. There was one final ingredient he needed to collect...but couldn't do so in public. Some people...would've freaked out and thought things that weren't true...

Whispering the password, Dylan stepped into the large bathroom, immediately making a bee-line for the sink. Unfortunately for him, there was water all over the place. Had someone just bathed and not cleaned up after themselves? Either way, the slickness caught under his feet....and then the Slytherin was slipping......

...and then Dylan fell.....HARD against the side of the sink...

He hissed as his arm caught the full force of the fall...gasping at the sudden pain. He usually wasn't bothered so much by pain...but this had caught him off guard...and when he looked down, the blood was already seeping through the arm of his white school shirt...

Well, that was ONE way to do it...

Grimacing, he fished out a vial, thinking about 'blood' as an ingredient...Blood...Magical blood. It had to count for something right? His wasn't pureblood or anything...but he'd heard somewhere that all types of blood could be used in certain potions. So, perhaps this would be helpful. Maybe.

Kinda like when they'd smeared the fence posts during Ancient Runes that one year. Surely Lafay would find a use for it.

As carefully as he could, Dylan unbuttoned his cuff and began rolling the material up. Merlin, that was going to bruise. The blood was gushing out fast...and as quickly as he could...he put the vial up to the gash and hoped most of the red stuff was getting into it...While he waited, he eyed himself in the mirror...

Merlin, he looked...sleepy...Ew.

Glancing back down, Dylan seen that it was finished filling and pulled his hand up, immediately twisting a top on that. Pulling the vial of dittany out, he took a piece of it and stuffed it into his mouth. The Slytherin had read that the plant, if chewed up and consumed, could heal small wounds. So, he was testing that theory.

After a few moments, the wound healed and the Slytherin Captain grinned. SUCCESS.

Now that he had all four ingredients...it was time to head back.

With all the dirt and goo on her hands, Kat needed a place to wash and clean. You know hygiene was an important thing to the Slytherin and she would never want to wait any longer for the germs to spread. Take about ew, you know. She needed to pay a visit to a bathroom, and now that she was a student leader Kat decided to visit the prefects' bathroom.

Hehe. SHIFTY.

... Oh, so this was how the prefects' bathroom looked like. Hmm, it was cool.

Anyway, she needed to collect the last ingredient. Taking out an empty bottle from her slingbag, Kat turned the faucet on and let the water drip for a while. First, she washed her hands thoroughly so that all the dirtiness was gone. The next, she took the empty bottle and filled it with water. Maybe at least 3/4 of the bottle was filled with water before Kat recapped it and turned the faucet off. Okay, her fourth ingredient was collect and she was done.

Her last destination? The potions classroom.

Oh, hmm. Bottles of bubbles from the Prefect's bathroom. This would be simple.

Quazi needed a password to get in here, though, so she had to stand by and wait until a prefect/Captain/whatever that little magical mongrel with a badge was before she could enter. Whispering it after the badge holder came back out, the goblin then entered and began searching near the baths for the bubble bottles. "Ragnuk the First, these smell good!" Hogwarts really loved clean children, didn't it?

Were those.. soaps.. hmm.. she'd take those, too, and all of these other gels and things.. and there! Bottles of bubbles located, she dumped them all into her bag and checked her list again. All done! The goblin closed her carpet bag and beamed around at nothing in particular, heading back to the Entrance Hall to regroup with the others.

Surely they would be finished by now?

A Bath!
That's what Oakey needed now, He had tripped down a hill and couldn't catch himself until he barely found himself in the black lake. Trudging up to the Prefects bathroom covered in dirt and mud Oakey paused for a moment when a small little thing moved past him carrying bottles of soap.

Hmmm why would Toodles need soa....WHoa Whoa Whoa wait a second. That was one stocky Elf! In fact if he recalled this looked like one of the Goblins from Gringotts. When he interned two summers back. "Excuse me, Uh What're you doing?" Yeah! He needed that soap and stuff!