John blinked in surprise, but smiled. "No, it wasn't... horrible." He said, though it obviously had been. He chuckled a little. "I'd rather not depress you, to be honest. But I'll probably have to stay up for days at a time Hogwarts. If I don't sleep for a long time, and than fall asleep, I don't dream at all. And I'd really rather not wake up everyone because I'm screaming over something stupid." He chuckled a little again, fidgeting a bit. "Unless there's a spell or something that can help me. But I doubt that's possible." He smiled a little. He cleared his throat, looking out the window, and than glanced back at his book. "What are you reading? It doesn't look very... magical." He said, with a teasing little smirk.
He was still calming down from his stupid nightmare. Of course the school would never explode - they wouldn't let kids go there if it were [i]that[/i] dangerous. He wondered what it was going to be like. He faintly remembered seeing a picture of it, and it actually looked very old but grand, if a bit... intimidating as well.