Patrick looked around his dorm. He couldn't believe it, everything was a wreck. He heard some of the older students upstairs taking in the damage to their own dorms. "The one time I make my bed like mama always told me to do and everything gets destroyed." He huffed out with his hands falling at his sides, smacking his thighs. Silently walking over to the bed he began to rifle through his own things trying to make sure everything was there.

A few of his shirts were torn completely apart, one of them from his old school which made him sad since he kept it to remember his friends that he missed at this point in the year. His mattress would be useless now, it was shredded. His books were laying near his night stand since that was where he kept them. He started looking at the books realizing that he had kept his journals in there, the ones for his family related thoughts.

Moving a bit quicker he looked into the drawer that was upside down and saw his journals still inside. He picked up the drawer and put it back in his nightstand and began to put away his clothes that were still intact. He hadn't heard anything from Professor Vance or any of the Prefects so he figured he should just start cleaning up. His mama would ground him for life if he left a mess in a place like this.