Common Room

Ten minutes later, he still didn't come back.

Max was still sitting there with ^_^ sorta smile on his face.

He still wasn't coming back...

Matt than ended up falling asleep on the couch, all curled up.

Matt was still asleep on the couch, curled up like a kitty with a smile on his face.

Matt was STILL there, all curled up and looking cute. XD

Maggie, hair red and eyes all fiery, came in (I forgot her house) and glared at the annoying kid. He looked peaceful (even cute?) when he was sleeping, but God, she really didn't want him in her house.

Matt than slower opened her eyes, and noticed Maggie standing over him, glaring at him like that. "Oh hi!-Wait, why are you staring at me like that?"

"Nothing, actually. I was just remembering how mean you are when you're awake. Oh, and, you're just in my favorite seat. You don't have to get up, it's fine."
Maggie sat down as far away from him on the sofa as she could get, opening a book and studying.

"Well, YOU'RE the mean one!" said the oversensitive Mathew who had tears that were beginning to well up in his eyes.

"Your brother (purposely mistaken) was mean on the train, your friend insulted me, and you cried just because you weren't tough enough to take a punch." Maggie's large glasses never left their spot, staring at the paper, but her eyes flickered up towards Matt.

Matt sniffed. "Well, I didn't do any of that stuff..."

Maggie looked up at him, doing what she did best, pouting.
"I'm sorry I made you cry, Matt. Really." She held out a hand, then grinned at him. "I'm Maggie."

"I'm-well, I guess you already know my name," and than, he resumed his happy grinning self.

"So what do you like to do?" Maggie shut her book, staring in the other direction pointedly.

"Uh. I dunnno. I like to play Quidditch. But I'm not good enough to be on the house team or anything. What about you?"

"I like bubble gum. And teddy bears. And my cat, Reeses."

"Oh, those are nice stuff!" he said cheerfully.

"Thank you!" Reeses came down from the dorm, a massive cat, but still cute, and it jumped on the couch.

"He's really big," said Matt, making an attempt to pick him up.

The cat yowled and jumped on the sofa instead. Maggie nodded her head, grinning.

"...He doesn't really like me."

"He just doesn't like being picked up." Indeed, wedged between Matt and Maggie, the large kitty was purring.

"Oh. That's all!"

"Yup!"