It seemed Brinkley Neal Hasselhof had managed to successfully creep out yet another Ravenclaw. If he kept it up, he might surpass his record: 10. Just when he had begun to open his mouth (and possibly creep the Raven Girl some more) he was interrupted by someone he knew from sight.

Slytherin Prefect Raiden Kururugi. He was asking him if he was new.

Brink stared at the prefect out of the corner of his eyes before rolling his eyes. "Tsk," he breathed out, taking his annoyance out on the nearest suit of armor. "Being in the same classroom, you'd think he'd notice the people around him."

Apparently, not. Apparently, the prefect badge had a nasty side-effect: obliviousness; or partial blindness.

Speaking of partial blindness, Brinkley squinted against the glare of Gold Laksh's bright head, while the Ravenclaw went on some kind of nervous stutter-rap thing. Even out of the common room he wasn't safe from her shocking hair color.

It was unfortunate. It wasn't as unfortunate as the Ravenclaw girl's name though. Shoshannah?

???

"Sho it is," murmured Brink as he pocketed his hands. "And this guy's name is Brinkley. Thank you," he enunciated the last two words slowly and loudly with a nod of his head before continuing much in the same fashion. "Nice to meet you, too."