Sherlock flicked the feather lazily up higher into the air with his wand. He sat on the grass with his best friend John. John adjusted his gold and red tie nervously, taking note of Sherlock's loose blue and silver one. They were enjoying the sunshine during a free period, looking out over Hogwarts. A few other students chatted around them; Irene Adler, a sly but amazingly sexy Slytherin stared into a mirror as she reapplied red lipstick; Molly Hooper, an adorable, bubbly, Hufflepuff. Like John she didn't fit very well into friend groups, and usually tagged around with people who weren't the best role models. She sat next to Irene, reading from "Hogwarts; A History". And behind the trees where they thought nobody could see them, were Michael Anderson and Sally Donovan, both Slytherin. Although one cannot be certain of the events happening behind the screen of branches, Sally was sure emitting strange noises. Sherlock licked his lips as the feather dropped to the floor.
"Rumours would seem that we have a new Defence Against The Dark Arts teacher." he remarked dryly. "Maybe this term we might get some work done- touch wood." he finished, tapping his wand with his index finger. John remained silent. For a while all was quiet, albeit the occasional moan or grunt from the trees behind them.
"Sherlock?" John piped after a few minutes, "Do you know anything about patronus'?"
Sherlock frowned. "I read something once, in the restricted section, I didn't pick much up though, why?"
John completely ignored Sherlock's questioning but continued. "Wait; how did you get into the restricted section?"
Sherlock grinned, sitting up and starting to pack up the books scattered around them.
"Speaking of which," he chirped, "we have Defence Against The Dark Arts now."