Because I'm too lazy to type everything out: all rights reserved, mainly by J.K. Rowling and co.
I decided to use quotes for this story, as I think it is fitting.
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Alex was sitting in the common room, staring into the fire, ignoring the chatter around him. He heard his name and tilted his head slightly, cocked his head to listen.
"Yeah, Alex has been working on a whole bunch of crazy stuff recently. His is alot better than my stuff, how about he shows you? Hey Alex!"
Alex got up, already resigned to whatever stupid thing his friend wanted from him. He walked around to the corner where he could see his friends Billy, Leah and Max huddled, looking at him expectantly. He sighed slightly and walked over.
"Alex, show them your most recent spell!" Alex withdrew his wand carefully and slowly, thinking of the words and motions within his head. Max was clearly getting impatient. He was tapping his foot, and when Alex was finally ready, he shouted,
"Y'all here check this shit out!" to the common room. Everyone present, including a couple of first years up way too late and doing nothing, looked over. Alex swallowed nervously, as he always did when he performed a spell in front of people. He raised his wand, ready to say the words, when a prefect burst through the crowd watching him avidly.
"What is wrong with you?! There are first years here! And experimental magic isn't permitted within this castle! I'm going to have to report you both to McGonagall!" She glared down at them, possibly thinking that if she stared at them angrily long enough, they would burst into tears. After half a minute of this, she walked up to the first years and snapped at them,
"Get to bed! You know better than this!" Billy leaned over to his three other friends and whispered,
"It must be her time of the month." Leah and Max burst into laughter, but Alex just sighed and walked over to the stairs and went up and walked into the circular room, glanced out the window to see the moon rising. He collapsed on his bed and fell asleep, his pulse still racing from having all of those people watching him.