A small little kid started to walk towards the library and picked out the quietest place. Just arriving from the Arithmancy class he sat down on a chair and put his bag on one of the large tables. Perfect. He saw a few ink quills and bottles in front of him but preferred his own quills instead. From his bag he took out one of the fancy quills he bought at Flourish and Blotts and a parchment. Peace and quiet. He only liked it when he was working or something. And homework was one of 'em.

Looking at the Arithmancy homework he sighed and pretended that it was easiest work he'd ever done. Oh, I could probably do this with my eyes closed! So Cam closed his eyes and tried writing on the piece of parchment with the quill. But he heard something on the table.

When he opened his eyes he saw the ink... aaallll over the table. Shooot. He tried to get it put it all back in its case but only managed to have ink all over his hands. NUUUUU.