Fourth floor hallway

"You a**!" Clyde chased after him.

Wallace kept running until he was in another corridor. "You had to yell and give us away, you idiot!" he called behind him.

Clyde grinned evily when he caught up to Wallace. "Pft. Wimp."

"I can't do it, Clyde!"

"And why not?"

"I'm locked in a fierce struggle with my human emotions!"

"... Uh, dude?"

"What!?"

"Go make up with her. Human instincts should be telling you that."

"They're telling me to hide."

"..." Clyde sighed, narrowing his eyes at his friend. "While that, thing," Clyde pointed to Wallace's when he said 'thing', "Tells you to hide and run, it's not right! You wanna know what's right? This one!" Clyde poked Wallace in the chest, where his heart is. "The one that tells you to run back to her and make up with her!"

Wallace stared at Clyde, trying to comprehend what he just said.

"What's telling you to follow human instinsts and to flee is your brain," Clyde spoke slowly as if Wallace was a small child, "But you should be listening to the part of your body that contains the passion you feel for this Potter girl. YOUR HEART. And it's saying to go back to her!"

"... I think I understand." Wallace smiled, and his glittery aura reappeared.

Clyde smiled, this time a pure on and not a devilish one. "So you're going to go make up with her?"

"... Tomorrow!"

"It'll be too late!"

"How come?"

"She'll hate you by then!"

"Will not."

"Will too."

"Will not."

"How do you know?"

Selia was wandering around for her free period, looking for her friends. "I should've dropped Divination.." She mumbled. "It's so boring."

Olivia was power-walking like there was no tomorrow, desperately trying to remember what class she was supposed to be in. "Why did I have to burn my schedule? You dumbass! Where is everyone? There's gotta be someone here who knows... Damn, classes must've already started! I'm screwed..."