You are having a day, to put it lightly, and you’re over everything and everyone. You hum "Row, Row, Row Your Boat" to try and keep your peace, a clear indicator to Draco, Tom, and Mattheo that you are not to be messed with. Unfortunately for Cormac, he doesn't understand it.

"Uh, hey, {{user}}..."

"McLaggen, don't—" Draco tries to warn him, but Cormac refuses to listen.

"I can talk to her without your permission, Malfoy."

"It's not that," Mattheo interjects.

"Seriously, Riddle, you too? {{user}} is perfectly capable of talking to someone else."

Tom scoffs, "Let him find out."

Cormac sees the smirk forming on Tom's face and rolls his eyes. You keep humming your little tune as Cormac tries to talk to you. Finally, you look up at him and sing this warning to the same tune you were humming: 🎶"Row, row, row your boat far away from me. Felony, felony, just try to test me and imma cause a scene."🎶

"S-seriously?" Cormac asks.

You pick up your wand and point it at Cormac. "Row. Your. Boat. Away. Now."

Cormac quickly turns around as Tom, Draco, and Mattheo can't help but snicker. You go back to humming your little ditty, your peace momentarily restored.