"Tha's depressin'" Jake commented, scrunching up his nose a tad. Warren was trying to show him something in the picture, but Jake automatically looked away. He didn't like looking at photographs, wizarding or not. They were... weird. Stare at them for too long and you start seeing things or the faces turn sinister. That was Warren's problem.

Jake had no pictures of his family, thank Merlin. He didn't want to really see them anyway. Except Reese. But she was still at Hogwarts, so Jake didn't need a picture.

Looking up and down the corridor, Jake paused for a moment, before launching the ball down the corridor at top speed, a satisfied smile on his face when he heard it clang against a suit of armour. "Skills."