Walking cautiously, Jake, in his (strangely mature) pyjamas consisting of a really old white shirt which read 'SAVE FERRIS' and reddish-brown pyjama pants, approached his best friend, Tibi. He had his
really old small cuddly toy rabbit with him and was lugging a pillow along. Placing the pillow down, he set himself on it and shifted a bit. Eeeep. Slytherin girls were here.
"Hey Tibi," Jake said quietly.
At least he was real close to Lupa. The boy sat cross-legged and immediately he stuck his thumb in his mouth; an old habit he just couldn't break.
Glancing at Tibi and the other kis with him, Jake sat holding the bunny to his face, one finger hooked over his nose as he sat serenely sucking his thumb.
He wanted to hear this story. How long since someone read to him?
Well... not long. But still... he liked having a story read out loud.
Was it just him or was there like ten gazillion Slytherins here?
Hearing Lupa's question, Jake looked up at her and shrugged his shoulders. He'd probably find it more fun if he wasn't so scared. But, now he thought about it, all the people here would mean he was safe. Yayyyyy safeness!