"What the hell are you doing to my stuff!?" Martha Jones caught Clara Oswald rummaging through her dresser in the Ravenclaw dormitory.
"Where is it?" Clara looked wildly through Martha's things.
"Calm down and tell me what is wrong with you right now." Martha slowly approached her.
"The love potion you bought earlier this year but didn't use, where is it?" Clara started opening up Martha's trunk.
"Hey!" Martha slammed her trunk shut. "First thing, quit looking through my underwear drawer. Second, why do you want it? And lastly, weren't you the one on Sally's side before? She was right, remember? I didn't need the love potion, I got Mickey all on my own."
"Well, that was different. This guy's in love with someone else, I know he is." Clara fell back on her bed.
"Can I ask who your lucky victim would be?" Martha laid down as well next to her.
"Matthew Smith." Clara sighed.
"Oh, you might be right. He's seems so obviously infatuated with Rory Williams. That's probably why he broke it off with Rose so quickly." Martha sat up. "But Rory's dating that girl, Amy Pond and so I guess Matt's technically single."
"Right, so give me the potion." Clara stood back up and extended her hand as if expecting Martha to hand it to her right then and there.
"I don't have it anymore. I flushed it in the girl's lavatory." Martha shrugged.
"What! Why!" Clara yelled.
"I didn't need it and frankly, neither do you." Martha stood up and headed towards the door. "Now pull yourself together and keep your creepy little hands off my knickers!" Martha slammed the door behind her.
The old Slytherin gang sat in their common room with their youngling for an end of the year pep talk. "Look, our 6th year is coming to a close soon and next year will be our final opportunity to mold you in our image." Owen put his arm around Melody's shoulder.
"Not to scare you or anything, but some of the kids around here have got it in their heads that you aren't like them, that you don't fit in." Jack continued.
"Not everyone's as friendly as us." River added with a smile. "I say stick with Amy and Rory. They're good kids."
"A bit too good, I think." Owen grimaced. "There's gotta be some other Slytherin protege we can leave her with when we graduate."
"Guys, I'll be fine." Mels rolled her eyes. "Thanks for looking after me but I don't need it, really. I have loads of mischief planned for next year already."
"They grow up so fast." Owen faked a sniffle. Melody was going to miss them. Even though they were coming back for one more year, it was going to be filled with exams and plans for the future that she knew she wasn't going to be a part of. She truly was going to be on her own now but like River said, Amy and Rory were worth sticking with.
Back in the Ravenclaw dormitory, Toshiko Sato sat with her Sooty Owl, Yoki while she stared longingly out the window into the rain. Sally Sparrow had walked in on her bunkmate and noticed that she'd broken up a deep thought. "Sorry" Sally whispered. "I'm getting the feeling that you want to be left alone so..." She played with the charm on her necklace as she spoke, angel's wings.
"Sally, I think I like someone that I shouldn't like." Tosh sighed. "I know she's into things that aren't good but deep down, it's that darkness that appeals to me."
"I think I know what you mean." Sally leaned up against the wall next to the window where Tosh was sitting. "It's like how Billy always complains when it's raining because it gets in the way of his Quidditch practice, but I love the rain. I wished it always rained, lightning and darkness and everything. I love sad things."
"So does that mean we're both crazy then?" Toshiko smiled at her friend.
"No, we're just deep, Tosh. Sad is happy for deep people." Sally sat at her desk and touched the little stone angels she had decorating it. "Like, I like this one the best." Sally looked longingly at the angel figurine with it's face in it's hands. "It looks like it's weeping."
"Maybe this is a sign that we have self destructive tendencies." Toshiko stood up and walked towards Sally. "And by we I mean just me." She smiled. "I think you're right about you, you're deep. Me, I'm not deep like you. I don't find comfort in the darkness, I want to understand the darkness and it frustrates me that I can't. Why do we all have it inside of us but some of us are better at hiding it than others? What is it inside us that creates evil? I'm afraid I'm interested because I see too much darkness in myself but I want to be a good person too. Which do I do?"
"Sound's like you're having a very classically Ravenclaw, philosophical nervous breakdown. So this is totally normal." Sally stood up and placed a comforting hand on her friend's shoulder. "And the way I see it, if you're so worried about being good then you are good. If you were truly evil, you wouldn't care about trying to be good. You obviously have a moral compass, but compasses break sometimes. Totally normal."
"Thanks, Sally." Tosh smiled.
"You want a coffee? I'm making coffee." Sally walked towards the door leading towards the Ravenclaw common room. "The rest of the girls are downstairs if you care to join us."
"Sure thing." Tosh signaled for little Yoki to fly to her shoulder and they walked downstairs to their coffee-fueled study group by the fireplace. Martha and Sally were sitting together while Clara was off in her own corner looking uncharacteristically introverted. Tosh noticed she was reading an advanced potions book meant for 6th years. Clara was obviously planning to make something, she was taking notes as she read. Tosh feared the worst, every time Clara attempted to brew something in Potions class, it ended in cinders. Even simple cookery lead to an explosion with Clara at the helm.