Well this was mortifying.

The most Finn could hope was that lots of other people had been affected by the mayhem in the laundry room. He'd heard rumors it was a poltergeist. He didn't really know what those were yet, as he'd yet to see any around the castle, but he had a feeling that was a good thing, if the state of his robes was any indication.

So, pink robes and all, he entered the Divination Tower. He had actually managed to get here in good time because he hadn't got lost (first time!). So it was that he was one of the first ones to arrive. It would be awkward to not sit next to the only other person in the room, so Finn strode over to a young Hufflepuff and took a seat.

"Hi, my name's Finnlay. Finn for short."

Before he had a chance to forget, he took out his quill and wrote out the information the professor had requested on both sides, folded it up, and made it stand on the front of the table next to the other boy's. Too bad he couldn't see it..

And of course, he gave a polite nod to the professor. Didn't want to disturb her aura or anything by talking to her. If that's even how any of this worked.