"Did you really just ask me why I wasn't in Ravenclaw? Think about it genius. I'm just not as smart as the rest of you. I hate school." She wasn't terrible at school, but Trouble just wasn't good at it either. She was in the lower half of the grade range, but that didnt bother her too much. She liked being in Slytherin. The mention of them sharing a bed drew a blush to her cheeks as Gwen thought about him not at the end of the bed, but curled up around her, squeezing close to stay on the bed together. "Yeah, way too much awesome." She said, sounding a bit distracted.
"And There is nothing wrong with your shirt being off. I'm tempted to burn them all and force you to walk around like that. I'd be doing a service to every girl in the place.'
Otto's question earned a shrug. "You have to be either my mother, who's dead, my father who actually likes to call me trouble, or my future husband. And since you're not interested in that job, you get trouble. " His compliment made her smile. Not many people thought of her as more than a troublemaker and a nuisance. It meant quite a bit that Otto did.