Randy Louis sighed loudly as he noticed the lake was almost one half larger than before while there was a small lake growing outside the castle. Well at least it was going to be a fresh spring. He moaned lifted his head from the cool glass and made a face at what his face left on the glass. A little grease mark was left where his nose and forhead were. He whiped it away and set his head back feeling the coldness zap him. Randy felt like he couldnt even remember what the sun looked like, he looked up at the sky hopfull for a break in the clouds for the sun to shine through, but there was no such thing. Just dark black clouds as far as the eye could see.
He just wanted a smoke- but hadnt been able to go outside all week. The nicotine monkee on his back was going crazy now. Well at least he was fighting the habit- although he didnt really want to quit... The weather was making him. But he needed his nocotine. There had been no partys leaving Randy to use up his own secret stash that was now epmty and dry. There were no trips to Hogsmeaden to re-suply on his boozes. And there were no joints left in Hogwarts. Not that there was a place to smoke them with everybody in doors. But the owls couldnt bring in any for the storm. He was down and out for the count and it was killing him, and others. So many kids he knew were going through withdrawl and it was ugly. Randy was lucky enough not going through it so bad with the missing drugs.
He bit his lip and watched the rain drops race down the glass bordly as he humed a song by Nirvana- Come as you are. He just wanted one little smoke. But if any teachers smelt it Randy would regret it highly. He had thought about sneeking away into a bathroom but everybody was indoors. He sighed as he coninued humming watching the rain trying to free his mind of the drugs.