Aaron made his way to the fourth floor before dinner in the Great Hall, his pockets loaded with instant darkness powder and dungbombs. Entering the Study Area, his face split into a grin. He took a seat near the middle, which was really uncommon for the usually quiet Ravenclaw as he stuck to corners to prevent being talked to. He pulled out his History of Magic textbook and his half written essay. He grabbed some ink and quill and started to scratch away at the essay before him.
His plan was to wait until the Study Area got kind of full to throw the darkness powder and then the dungbombs before anyone could blame him for setting them off himself. Aaron's motivation was just to annoy people in general. it was after all the weekend and he thought that maybe some people just needed an excuse to stop working for once and relax. So, he shifted in his seat and waited for the perfect opportunity.