Peter couldn't help but smile at Kiara when she told him about her house head, and how much noise they made. "I can see that happening quite often." He said shaking his head. "What I don't get is how they get away with it... I mean.. what is there to celebrate? Often it's just.. a Wednesday night.. and I'm sitting there wondering what the hell is so awesome they had to party for it.." He chuckled and smiled at her, shaking his head and shrugging. "Whatever it is.. they must really think it's something awesome.." he said, remembering the few times he had glanced out his dorm window and seen the Gryffindor house lit up, people passing in front of the windows, a couple sitting right next to the window, making out.
When she said everyone made mistakes, he couldn't help but chuckle. "Of course I do.. You should see how many times I've started these equations over.. but I think I'm onto something on this one.." he said pointing at it, and filling out another line of equations. "It's pretty simple math to be honest.. it's just... I don't have an answer sheet.. there is no answers to this one.. I don't know if it will work or not.. I don't know if it could permanently damage your brain... or steal your soul away... or.. blow up.. I have to use what I know of potions, and what I know of each and every ingredient and how they work together.. in order to make a hypothesis.. and then... I have to find a werewolf willing to try it, and that's harder then you'd think... they don't like to come out in the open and say, 'hey I'm a werewolf.'" he said with a short laugh, before he blushed.
"I don't.. like... sitting up like that... it's just... to tall.." He glanced around the area and sighed, straightening his back and sighing slightly from the release of pressure on his lower back. "That's.. nice.." He said sitting up straight, towering over Kiara now. "And now.. you are tiny.."