Clara sat down and began to take notes about her meeting with Doyle, his secret hot cocoa and Runes' tips. She flashed a looked down to Coop, his gang, and Crys. But, they got nothing more. She busied herself with her new notes. Notes that would not be stolen from her, Merlin help her.

Fabian ruffled his hair as he sat at the table, skimming it for something delicious. Grabbing a Shepherd's pie after Bren with a beam "Oh they're good, Good call Bren" he muttered poking his fork into it whilst his eyes darted around for meat. He needed meat to make his muscles stronger, definitely, and become the greatest keeper of all time. Right.

"Pork chops" he dreamily sighed zooming his hands towards the dish almost knocking Kail out of her seat "sowy" he muttered with a mouthful completely oblivious to whats happening around him.

Joana Johnson walked down the hallway fresh from the office. She had been gone for awhile to deal with the death of her mother and came back stronger than she left before.

Joana smiled at the paintings that she passed.

OCC: Sorry I've been gone so long. Had to get a new computer. If I can't jump back in, feel free to tell me.

~~~~~~~new scene~~~~~~~

This has been so totally slow for the past few months and in light of the new Ministry of Magic RPG going on this July, Erin, Touz, and I need to get a few things straight in terms of the dynamic between Coop, Clara, and Doyle. So, if you guys don't mind, I think we're going to skip around a bit in order to get through the whole year in a very short period of time (less than a month, maybe a week). If you're on MSN and you want to join us for something, feel free to add biochemkris@hotmail.com and we'll work your character in if we can.

The first scene will be the Hogsmeade weekend where Clara and Doyle have their 'first date'. Feel free to join in the Hogsmeade weekend fun, just be aware that once we've achieved our objectives we're going to move swifty on.

Thanks so much!

Clara was dressed in vivid green robes and every curl on her head was curled to perfection. She had, of course, pocketed her notebook and peakcock quill for the evening.

Clara was to meet Doyle in the Common Room at just past lunch, after he had finished up his Head Boy rounds. She made sure he wasn't there yet, not wanting to seem too eager and went to wait in one of the tall arm chairs by the fire. She sat down with her notebooks and became, or seemingly became, very interesting in them as she waited.


An Outing with the Leading Boy
Sashaying with the Head Boy
The Head Boy: Naughty or Nice
My Date with Doyle

...the top of her page read.