The girl looked over Daisy's shoulder just in time to see Caradoc being flung back down the way he came. "What the--?" Pushing past her dormmate, the Hufflepuff made her way over to where Caradoc was, and poked him hesitantly. "Caradoc? Caradoc...are you alright?"
Without warning, the girl suddenly found herself placed before the Ravenclaw Prefect, his hands firmly planted on her shoulders. "Well there I go, forgetting all the precautionary measures taken all around this castle," she heard him say. "I was feeling a little better and figured I should come on over and spare Charity the trouble of getting back my sweater for me..."
"What are you doing!?!" she hissed, although the boy held her firmly in place like a makeshift human shield.
"Quiet!" he whispered back before nudging the girl a few steps forward. "Alright. Where has that sweater of mine gone off to?"