Mick almost froze up at the entrance, trying to decide if this was actually happening or just a another crazy fantasy in his mind...Nope, it's not! He's back in the Ravenclaw common room. Whatever it was - a curse, cruel prank, magical hijinks - it has finally ended and Mick can finally sleeping on his own bed and not on the hard floor.

"NO MORE BACK PAINS! WOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!" he happily shouted, while hoping he didn't scare the fellow Ravvie in the room. He joyfully danced his way to an armchair near a window and did a twirl-like hop before sinking into the chair's comfy-ness. Maybe he was acting a bit overjoyed but who cares? Mick certainly didn't; everyone has slept at the Great Hall for months and now can go back to their normal sanctuaries that are the common rooms. He felt that this deserves to be celebrated.