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Tailzinator 
After seeking the much needed medical attention, Constantine headed up all the bloody stairs, all the way to top of the bloody tower. Roma was at his heel, so he figured it was even, but she had four paws. He had a damaged back. So, not so even.
Pushing open the door the new check in, he pulled out his wand and pointed it at his detentionee, muttering a "silencio" and taking away his voice. He didn't have patience to try to speak to someone who kept breaking out into showtunes.
"Drink this," he said, tossing the boy a bottle of Pepper-up potion that he'd gotten from the Healer. "It'll warm you right up," he nodded, before taking a seat in a chair across the room and taking a look at the sign in book.
Clark opened his mouth to greet the proffesser warmly with water related show-tunes(I'm gonna wash that man right out of my hair, namely) but found himself unable to. His worst nightmare.
Silencio.
NOOOO!!!
Clark coughed, his only form of sound and grabbed the bottle, suddenly realizing how cold and sopping wet he was. He took the stopper out (with some force. He wasn't the strongest boy in the world. Or the school. Or Ravenclaw. Or his year. Or....forget it.)
He chugged the bottle down and smiled weakly, sensation returning to his body. He shook some of the remaining water out of his GORGEOUS black hair and started singing-in his head, at least.
I'm gonna wash that man right out of my hair,
I'm gonna wash that man right out of my hair,
I'm gonna wash that man right out of my hair,
And send him on his WAYYYY!!!