"Why do your dormmates want to re-color the walls?" for his hous their dormroom walls were a beautiful blue to represent Ravenclaw House and he guessed it would be the same for the other Houses. Okay now that he thought about it he also thought that that would be pretty boring... "You should totally add glitter to make the walls sparkle" he nodded his head matter of factly because anyone who denied that glitter didn't make things cooler were wrong. Look at Ammonite's little cloak! It had glitter on it and it never looked cooler before.

Turning to look at Lydia as she spoke, Dorian smiled when he realised that she was a muggleborn. "You're a muggleborn right?" wait did she know what that was? He'd find that out sooner or later. "I am too, well i was raised by a magical family so i knew about all of this like any other magical family but i am technically a muggleborn" he smiled.

Classes? Dorian frowned, now that he thought about it he did not have a class he specifically enjoyed or did not enjoy. "I like every class in their own way" he said. "I mean, learning about different branches of magic is amazing isn't it?" he said with a twinkle in his eyes. "But my favourite thing is exploring the castle" which meant opening the wrong doors because he had gotten lost again. HA!. "Oh and i'm a third year" Dorian checked his wrist watch and after seeing that he still had some time left before his next class would start the Ravenclaw sat back down on the grass. He crossed his legs to sit more comfortable and it was at that moment that he noticed that his puzzle book still lay where he had previously been. Totally NOT wanting to show off....ok he was... Dorian grabbed his wand with confidence and pointed it at the book. He muttered the summoning charm and watched as....

Nothing happened.

"Oh come on, not now" the third year whispered to himself and with a sigh he got up and went to pick up the book by hand. Well that had been embarrassing. While he picked up the book, Dorian could not help but notice the very loud voice of Zoryn on the other side of the courtyard. Was she handing out flyers to a fake pool? Oh Merlin's Beard....No one would fall for that, except someone had , a little first year. Actually the first year he had snapped at during the feast. Which he still felt guilty about by the way.

Dorian was debating whether or not to walk over and say something about it when a thought came to mind. Zoryn was older than him, which meant that she probably knew more places inside of Hogwarts than him. Perhaps there WAS a pool. In the end, he walked back to Lydia and Beth with a feeling of something being wrong...