Kevin fought really hard with himself to resist the urge to roll his different colored eyes when the librarian bursted in to stern talk. Blah blah, respect ...blah blah...points blah blah blah Professor Bentley blaaah was he done now? Good, he was. Folding his arms over each other, the rude first year looked up at the old man before he sighed.

"I called her "her" because i didn't know her name!" he said in defence, a lazy one but it was the best he had. "And she was mean to me!" and he held out his right index finger. "She made me wear a really tight and painful clothes pin on my finger AND" he pointed to his nose "My precious little nose!" The tip had been red for a couple of hours. "All because i had pointed at her on the train!" ...aaaand might have mentioned asking if she was too dumb to graduate from school because she looked so old on the train but HEY! Details right?

Turning his gaze away from the librarian, he looked at another student who seemed to have been standing behind them and stuttered in a really fast tempo before he sped off in to a quiet corner. "What on earth is wrong with him?" he mumbled softly, blinking his eyes a couple of times before turning back. "You said if, so that means i'm off the hook from going to my Head of House and can i have my book?" And not because he wanted to but more because he felt like he had to he added a "please" at the end of the sentence.