I'm pretty sure Snape'd have us in school, even if really weird shit were happening. He doesn't seem the type to let it get to him.

[Time to walk, Stiles. Charlie's arm eases around his waist and she starts heading out the merchant dome.]

Seriously. My room. We need to...I don't know, steal all the blankets in the place and build a blanket fort. I haven't done one in years and it sounds so good right now.