"Sorry, that was a bit much," Sherlock murmured sheepishly, glancing out the window. "When I start talking about something I know about I...talk." He smiled slightly, though he looked a bit nervous. "Yeah, that would be great but I don't think it will happen. Just... Of all the possibilities I can foresee you end up in Gryffindor or Hufflepuff and I end up in Ravenclaw or Slytherin." He smiled slightly, though, it being hard to feel at all down in John's company. "But you never know... And even if we're not we'll have some classes together and we'll be able to spend time together... Not seeing each other every minute will just make what time we spend together better?" He wasn't sure. He assumed that if John wanted them to be in the same house, thought it would be great, then he wanted to spend time with Sherlock. Did that make them friends? He hoped it did. "It can be... That's why I avoid them mostly." He grinned. "And Mycroft seems to get on with them and use them for spies so I would be wary." He opened his chocolate frog, quickly eating it and looking at the cards he had gotten. "I got Merlin and Albus Dumbledore..." He held them out to John. "Here, have them. I already have both... Somewhere at home."