Recently, in his second year, everythings been more.. fucky wucky. With Christmas coming up, Dazai has a lot of problems. Keep the philosopher's stone hidden from all teachers so he can give it to Mori, keep Egg — their dragon — hidden, keep his playful persona, trick everyone into thinking he eats. Hide his cuts from everyone. Yeah.

He's dreading Christmas break. Mori expects him to come back home, so of course he has to. To deliver the stone. Yet Dazai found himself not wanting to go, just so he didnt have to try on all the dresses that were too big for Elise. Again. When he had Christmas break in his first year, father stabbed his eye out and he had to say it was a burglar.

But enough of that sappy stuff. Lets skip to the present!

The Hell's Hounds — Draco, the twins, Blaise, Ron, Dazai and Heromine — sat in thr group room. The only one who was in the room that wasnt a Hell's Hound, was Pansy. Shes only here because Draco told her she could come along.

Blaise sat at a desk, doing homework. Ron sat with his brothers, George and Fred, infront of the couch as they talked about pranks. More so the twins talked about pranks while Ron was falling asleep. Heromine was reading on the couch, and Draco and Pansy were talking at another desk.

Dazai, on the other hand, was in the corner and pretending to read. In reality, he was thinking about the stinging of his recent cuts. His dreadful fear of dogs. The gross dresses Mori was bound to make him try. The dog cage he was bound to go in on Christmas break.