Splitting headache notwithstanding, Dimi feels fantastic when he leaves the cabin for breakfast at the lodge. A bit giddy, even. It’s a hike in the rain, and part of him thinks he should just go back to bed and sleep this hangover off, but hangovers and dreary weather don’t stop Gryffindors Coppertales. No sir. His stroll takes him past the Ornery Oak Whomping...Willow? He stops to stare for a moment. Something doesn’t feel right. Squinting, he rubs his temples. This is one hell of a headache.

Breakfast. That’s what he was doing.

Dimi wanders up the path toward the castle lodge. He shuts his eyes and pulls the hood of his jacket up over his head. A cool breeze blows around him. The air smells strange. Why does he even have a headache? What was he so happy about? Something about a girl? His feet drag to a stop. The birds don’t sound right.

When he opens his eyes again, he’s standing before a massive building he does not recognize. Dimi’s blue eyes go wide. That is not the castle. "Merlin!" He turns a complete circle, looking for his friends. For any familiar faces. "Ro? Erin?"