Pyjama party!!

Dorian ran upstairs to the dormitory the moment he entered the common room and realised what was happening. Not a minute later the twelve year old raced down the stairs again this time wearing his dark blue golden star pyjamas. Near the bottom of the staircase he missed the last stair and he vanished out of sight as quick as he had ran upstairs. There was a loud and not so manly yelp from the Ravenclaw as he fell and landed on one of the hundreds of cushions of blankets. Checking if he could use his foot, Dorian put pressure on it and smiled when it felt normal. "I'M OK!" he announced as he popped back up, his dark brown hair bouncing as he did so.

Mingling could come later. Something to drink came first. He walked over to the table and grabbed a plastic cup before pouring some pumpkin juice inside. He drank it in three gulps before he let out a loud sigh and poured in another cup.

With the plastic cup in hand, he carefully this time spun around and his blue eyes landed on the big campfire in the middle of the room. And sitting near the flames, looking cool as always that made him wonder what could freak the man out, he saw the Head of House and he stepped towards him before sitting down near but not close to him and he stared at the man. "How do you do that, sir?" he asked as if that question explained everything.