Once he had arrived Harry walked up to his common room. He had been studying for two years now, but never really had any people to hang around with. He blamed it on his large front teeth and the fact that he wasn't able to pronounce the "s" and "th" sounds quite correctly. The only one who was even less successful in making friends than him, was Shane, a mousy looking guy who also went to the college for quite some time. They never got along quite good though. Shane was really annoying and always smelled after all kinds of nuts. He seemed to be obsessed with them. But, if Harry was honest, there was no way to blame it on Shane. He was sure that nuts were friendlier than people anyway.
Harry roughly pushed open his room's door, confusedly staring at the startled man who looked like he had been ripped out of sleep very violently.

Will had just managed to nod off as he heard the door practically being slammed open. In a matter of a thenth of a second he sat up on his mattress, his heart beating rapidly against his chest.
"Don't frighten me, man!", he almost yelled at the blonde guy with the rather big front teeth.
"Thsorry", Harry mumbled and smiled slightly, before walking inside.
"I'm Harry. You muthst be my new roommate."
Will nodded slightly. "Yes, obviously", he answered, unable to hide the skepsis in his voice.
"Oh, don't worry. I'm uthsually not talking mutch." Harry tried to sound reassuringly, but the worry he felt still peeked through.
Will shrugged. "Me neither. But I can't claim that my grumpiness would ever be less than it is right now."
Harry nodded slightly, then walked inside and closed the door more silent than he had opened it. He really hoped that this guy was better than the one he shared his room with the last time. Even though it was probably not too difficult to be nicer than his former roommate.
"The name's William", the tall man mumbled before resting his chin in the palm of his hand.
Harry nodded. "Cool name."
He actually had planned on saying "nice" or "sound" but then decided against it, too afraid of creeping Will out too much with his disability.
Will smiled faintly. "I'll try not to be too depressed. Can't promise anything though."
Harry nodded. "All right."
Again he had managed to avoid the "s". To some extent this filled him with pride. Why, he didn't know. And it made him awfully sad.
"I'll just... get some sleep...", Will stated tiredly and got up, grabbing his PJ's and toothbrush. Two days ago he had spent ages searching for the bathrooms, but now he knew where they were. As soon as he had closed the door, Harry felt tears spilling down his cheeks. Why me?, he thought as he frantically tried to wipe the wetness from his cheeks. Why did he always have to be in a room with such a perfect person, with a great voice and perfect facial features? Why couldn't he be the tall man with dark hair, women only waited for? No, he had to be the hissing blondie, who everyone thought had no brain.