I blink then blink again at she says [i]“sounds like a personal problem to me.”[/i] I open my mouth to speak but the girl slams the door right in my face! huh I think to myself, standing there staring at the door. [i]Well, that went well didn’t it, mate?[/i] Glowering at myself, and again wondering why I even give a damn, I stride over towards the men’s dorm, giving one last glance towards her door, shaking my head. [i]Oh well. Better get some rest if you plan on actually being coherent in Hogsmeade tomorrow[/i] I tell myself. Not that I was all that coherent right now, and that was well rested. Sighing again, I meandered over to my dorm, yanking the door open and slamming it shut behind me. I gazed at my corner of the room. So little there, I realized for the first time. No family photographs, no letters from mom and dad. Of course, that might be different had I *had* a mom and dad. Not that it mattered that much. I was here right? I had opportunities some wizards didn’t get. 

And yet….No. My mind would not wander places tonight. I’d stupify myself if I had to. Instead I tossed my wand under my pillow, stripped my robes, and fell into a deep slumber filled with horrid screams and black death.