Date: 2007-03-06 07:27 pm (UTC)


Wilson wasn't going to to ask what the blue was. He wasn't entirely sure if he wanted to know, really, it looked... severely sketchy. The empty classroom, however, thankfully, was not difficult to find at all - he didn't even need a House-elf's help to show him the way. He picked at the sleeves of his sweater, again taking on that nervous stance, like he was that middle school kid all over again, as he walked towards it, mumbling something to himself. He must have looked nine kinds of crazy, walking down the hall, all that talking to himself and... God, what the hell was going to HAPPEN here?

When he approached the classroom, he took a step in, glancing about and... "House?"
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