chapter twelve.
Nothing much happened today, honestly. It was the last day of classes before break, so most of the day was just about reviewing what we've already learned. I've just been packing since dinner with the other boys in my dormitory.
'It's crazy,' Seamus said, talking about the about of homework we got.
'Like a straw!' I chimed in. Everyone looked at me.
'Bloody Hell!' Ron suddenly yelled. He and Harry were staying at Hogwarts over break and didn't need to pack, so they were playing a pretty loud game of chess.
'What!?' Dean had just hit his head on the post of his bed when he jumped up suddenly when Ron yelled.
'His queen just massacred my rook. Bloody Hell!' he said again.
Most of the night went on that way.
Now I'm lying in bed, and everyone else is asleep. It must be past midnight, but I haven't been able to get to sleep.
I think Trevor's really excited about going home, I know it's kind of impossible to tell what a toad is thinking, but he's been trying to escape from his cage with a bit more energy; in my opinion anyway.
I've packed all his things, which basically just includes toad vitamins and Tasty Toad Treacle Treats.
The 'hilarity' of my little adventure has completely died down, I haven't heard a word about it in a few days. Still, like I said before, I can't wait to go home. Gran will have made her steak-and-kidney pie (which is really quite appetizing if you don't pay too much attention to the name) and the fire will be lit, and Trevor and I can finally relax at home.