Okay - enough of hiding in the shadows. This was the PERFECT opportunity to show Professor Bellaire what he was made of, especially when she probably thought he was a bit of a slacker in her classes. He wasn't slacking, promise, he was just... slow. Theo emerged into the spotlight, but not quite in the very center, of course. His gargoyle was ready in one hand, and he had a rock in the other, but he didn't feel particularly inspired (or confident enough) to announce himself to the group.

If they happened to see what he was up to, then great.

He placed the gargoyle on the floor in front of him and, "Pierrre..." Pierre? What was this, France? "Piertotum Locomotor." His gargoyle sprung into life and Theo had to think fast about what he wanted it to do. What had he practiced?!!?! It had ALL gone... "Gargoyle..." It did have a name, but Theo had forgotten it since last lesson. "Do some Irish dancing." The Slytherin took a breather whilst the gargoyle did it's thang.

Rock...

Dragon...

UGH, HE COULDN'T DO THIS.

Theo took a step back from his Irish dancing gargoyle until he almost whacked the curtain behind him. He dropped his wand, too, from all the sweating that his palms seemed to be excreting.