So, it was finally happening...The talk of talks. Dylan would FINALLY be able to put all this ridiculousness behind him...and FOCUS on tryouts that would be starting soon...and classes...and more important things.

Yes. Stuff that WASN'T a girl...and drama. Thank you VERY much.

After pacing in front of the stretch of wall on the Seventh floor, Dylan entered the Room of Requirement. It wasn't done up much differently from last time. Just large windows with white billowy curtains...and a single couch. Somehow it's simplicity calmed his nerves a bit. The Slytherin didn't need anything too distracting or cray cray going on.

Not while he was trying to have a serious talk, anyway...

Standing by the open windows, Dylan stood and waited...like he'd told her he would.