It was only after he had spoken the last word that he heard some kind of scratching noise. The Gryffindor looked around to find the source and realised that it came from his desk.

Seeing the words written down made him nervous but not so much as the color it was written in. "W-what are you doing?" stupid stutter.

The words on the desk creeped him out so much that this time he didn't mind doing the little attitude roleplay again. At least that meant he didn't have to look at it. He walked away but stopped halfway when he heard her words.

"Nothing is lacking in my life!" he said as he made fists of his hands and squeezed them. "i just...i don't. ." he let out a shaky breath and after making sure that he had his emotions under control he turned around.

He marched back to his desk and sat down. "Good day, Prof-es-SOR!" He might have shouted that last part. ...okay he did.