"Duuuuuude," was all the fourth year boy could say...again. He turned around behind him and tried to figure out where he had come from and where he should go. This place was supposed to be the sixth floor, but even though he was the new kid, he knew this was not what the sixth floor should look like. Okay, he was scared. He would never admit that out loud, but there it was.

He should probably get his wand now...

After a little bit of fumbling, he had his wand, and he held it so tightly his knuckles had turned a shade of bright, blinding white. Why did he have to be by himself right now? He had wanted a Defense Against the Dark Arts real-life challenge, but he hadn't been ready for it right this very second. His blue eyes were wide as he stepped forward and started trying to find his way.

"This place is a mess," he mumbled to himself. He could hear voices up ahead, so he decided to follow them. He'd worry about who the voices belonged to later. Right now, he just didn't want to be the only person around that he could see. He almost fell when he stumbled on a flight of stairs, but he caught his balance and kept going. The voices kept getting louder and louder until he finally reached the sources of the sounds, and MERLIN was he ever so thrilled to see some of the other students.

"Alright, so...somebody tell the new kid how to get out of here," he said, trying not to panic.