Chloe had been exploring the 4th corridors when she came across a rather glorious sight of a tapestry she had seen many times before. Even so she is still taken aback by it's beauty that she cannot help but be transfixed by it.

Joshua Carter was walking aimlessly in the corridors until he had found the tapestry and he was not alone there. There was a girl who looked like she was hypnotysed by the look of the tapestry ooor she was just looking at it. Josh did not know. All he could see was that there was a girl, a Gryffindor girl from his house,looking at the tapestry.

What could he do?

Carefully and slowly approaching the girl, the boy smiled and ''Hello'' he said hoping it won't annoy the girl.

Chloe heard a voice that sounded semi familiar and snapped out of her transfixed state and turned around and saw a boy she met at the feast. Her face turned chili pepper red. Some one had just seen her staring at tapestry. "Uh, Josh. I just like the patterns one this tapestry. It is beautifully, no?".

''Yeah. It's beautiful'' Joshua agreed with a broad smile and he took a few steps closer to the tapestry and to the girl. Normally he would not pay much attention to that tapestry however finding Chloe focusing on it made Josh wonder what he could see if he focused on it as well.

*blink blink*

''Don't tell me you are here because of that tapestry, ha? Do you want me to carry it to the common room?'' then he laughed and slowly patted on her shoulders.

Chloe was relieved the boy seemed to understand. He even started to stare at the tapestry himself. Wait this is not like boys. The next words that out of his mouth were infuriating but atleast it was more like a boy. Chloe looked toward Josh and said, "Very cute.", Choe said sarcastically. "And I did not come here just for the tapestry. I was exploring the 4th floor corridors and found my way here. The tapestry was just a bonus and I dare say you like it too!".

Brigid had gone all the way from the Slytherin Common Room, in the dungeons, to the Astronomy Tower and she was so tired. Why in the world did the school have to be so big? When she walking around she didn't see all that many students, even though there were hundreeeds of them at meal time. Now on the fourth floor near the random Tapestry, Brig couldn't walk anymore. She hungry and tired and probably dehydrated. "Is this what it feels like to diiiieee?!?!" The girl leaned up against a wall, lost her balance, and landed on the floor. 'This is more comfortable anyway.'

The tapestry is one of the places Stephen hadn't seen since he came to Hogwarts. It really hadn't grabbed his attention that much so he thought he might as well see it for once. With hands in his pockets, Stephen walked and walked, until he noticed someone one the floor. Walking over, he noticed it was a girl. His green eyes eyed and as he bent down and shook her. "Hey, are you alright?" he asked.

She was lying there for about 30 minutes until she was finally able to catch her breath and feel rested. Brigid did not get up though, now she was feeling extremely lazy. It wasn't like she had anywhere else to be so she closed her eyes again and decided she would take a little nap, the dungeons were to far away anyway.

All of a sudden she felt a pair of hands shaking her and someone was asking if she was alright. "Are you serious?" What was this person doing? Couldn't they tell she was trying to rest? It might've looked like she had fainted, or died, but still, he could've left her alone. She opened her eyes, saw it was some random guy, and closed her eyes again. "Of course I'm okay, couldn't you see I was resting?" He seemed old enough to have been going here longer than one year, there wasn't any way he didn't know how big this school was.

The girl was now waking up and all of a sudden, she snapped at Stephen. "Well, I just wanted to make sure you were still conscious, you twit! I could've just walked away and let the rats have you for dinner. And NO, no one could see you were resting. I should drag you down to the lake and throw you in there. But seeing as I'm considerate enough, I'll let the rodents have you," Stephen smirked and towered over the girl. Such rude people these days. Oh well.

With a sigh, Stephen looked at the girl again. "So are you really going to stay there the rest of your life?"

As soon as she heard this guy threaten to throw her in a lake and leave her for rodents to eat, Brigid snapped her eyes open in shock. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. He had snapped at her. What was wrong with him? No one spoke to Brigid Abigail Byrnes like that, ever. First time for everything though, right? Not sure what else to do, Brig sat up, leaned up against the wall, stared at the boy for a few seconds and said, "I'm sorry, but do you always snap and random girls lying in corridors?" Normally she would've snapped back, again, but it was pretty obvious that that wouldn't work.

"...Maybe...I mean...maybe I want to be eaten by these ugly and disgusting rodents you keep talking about." Of course she would never want to do that. Brigid hated anything that wasn't a normal pet like a dog, or a cat...bunny, pony, turtle..."What am I doing at a school with rodents anyway?" She mumbled quietly to herself.

"No, it's not every day you see a random girl on the floor in one of the corridors. You must be new here," Stephen said and looked at the girl closely. Well, he knew he hadn't seen her before. Plus green robes, the girl was in Slytherin. Okay so maybe he exaggerated with the rodent thing but you never know. Some may just pop out of nowhere and start nibbling at you if they were hungry. So it was better if this girl would just get off the floor.

"Suit yourself, but just one question. Why are you 'resting' on the floor?" Stephen asked, with a questioning look on his face. Her common room was just a few floors down, she could've rested there.

The boy kept staring at the tapestry while Chloe spoke and he approached and touched it. ''Hmmm'' he said looking at the girl ''No, i do not like it. It's just a tapestry. It has nothing special enough for me to like it'' and after this sentence the Gryffindor boy laughed and faced the girl. ''So have you explored the 4th floor? Hmm? If you have explored, can you please describe me whatever special with this floor?''

"Okay, whatever you say. And as for what is special about this floor. Lets see, there are lots of portraits that line the halls that are quite interesting if you know anything of magical history, there is a rather mysterious mirror you can walk behind ad reach a dead end. Sometimes I wonder where that passageway once led. And of course there is this tapestry but that is far too obvious", Chloe said ending in a smirk.

So was he saying that if he did see a random girl on the floor of the corridors every day he would harrass bother them? She realized that mentioning that to him would probably get him really annoyed with her and he seemed like someone she didn't want hating her. "Sadly, I am new here. Was it that obvious?" She'd have to work on covering that up, being the new kid wasn't that great....unless you were 11 and starting your first year here. "I'm Brigid Abigail Byrnes," Brigid added on, holding out her hand for him to shake. "You can call me Brigid, Brig, Abigail, or Abby, if you want," she added, with a small smile. No point in skipping the introductions.

"I was resting because I was tired." As to why she was resting on the floooor, now that wasn't very complicated but it was something she didn't feel like going into. It seemed she would have to though. "Now, why I was resting there is because I woke up and decided to look around the school, right? And so I go from the Slytherin common room all the way up to the Astronomy tower, and on my way back down I landed here and just couldn't go on!!!" Such a tragic story. "I didn't mean to land on the floor but I leaned against the wall and lost my balance and...well....I was just too tired to get back up..." Such a long, pointless, tragic story. "When I finally caught my breath I was very sleepy and decided to close my eyes and then you came and woke me up." The end.

"Yeah, no other person who was at Hogwarts longer would lie in a random corridor," Stephen answered. Actually, she had been the first girl he's seen on the floor so far in his terms here. So to his conclusion, the poor girl was probably deranged. "Stephen Fanelli," he shook her hand and boy did she have a lot of nicknames. Stephen had a few, which were not worth mentioning to anyone outside his family. "That's a handful of nicknames. I'll start with just Brigid first," Easiest since they've just met and were definitely not close. Complete strangers. Except one was right in the head and it certainly wasn't Brigid.

Yeah, this girl was completely deranged. "So why didn't you just take one floor at a time instead of going straight to the seventh floor? Would've made more sense that way," Stephen stated. Brigid was gonna have to get used to going up and down the stairs for classes. Especially since her common room was in the dungeons. But Stephen was luckily on the seventh floor. But it was hell for when he had classes outside. "Well, if you like, I'll let you keep resting here and I can be on my merry way. Is that what you want?" he asked. Seemed fitting considering Brigid was STILL on the floor.

Brigid knew he was right, for the most part, but she also knew that some people just found the floor very comfortable. 'I bet people rest on the floors of their common rooms.' "It's very nice to meet you Stephen." Brig began to wonder if he was Italian or something, she had never heard the last name 'Fanelli.' Even if the boy thought she was rather odd, Brigid was warming up to him and she knew that he wouldn't be one of those people who would do whatever she wanted, which was something she had always wanted to experience. "Brigid it is then." She loved her name, so that was just fine.

At his next question she couldn't help but roll her eyes. "I did do one floor at a time, I had already looked at all of the floors by the time I was coming back down." Why would she do it any other way? "I was going back down so I could go to my dorm and rest but, as I've said already, I didn't make it all the way down there." She supposed it wouldn't have been any easier if she were a Gryffindor or Ravenclaw because then she'd just have to walk all the way downstairs and then go back up.

Now, did she want him to leave? Not really, she felt like bothering him more than anything, it seemed fun. "Well, not unless you want to leave," she replied, finally getting up, ungracefully. She looked to see what he was carrying with him and all she saw was a messenger bag laying on his shoulder. "I mean, if you really want to leeaave...." With that last word, Brigid quickly grabbed the messenger bag off of his shoulder and began to run with it. If there was one way to bother someone it was by taking their things from them.

"Then you're just gonna have to get used to all these stairs and not rush around. Remember, the stairs move so you better be careful about that," Stephen added, remembering a story Tyler told him about almost falling down the stairs all the way to the first floor. Now that would've been a frightening sight. Even though he really didn't fancy Tyler but still. "There's really no reason for me to stay here, unless you wanna keep chatting..." Which would've been awkward. Once Brigid finally got up, Stephen sighed and was about to walk away. But then she had said something else and ran off with his bag. "That little-!" he yelled, searching for his wand. But then remembered he had put it in his bag since he couldn't find his holster.

Sprinting into a run, Stephen chased after Brigid to get his stuff back. "Give me back my stuff, you gnome!" he yelled after her. Once he caught up, Stephen leap forward onto her and grabbed her feet, making Brigid fall to the floor. Quickly getting up, Stephen grabbed his bag and made sure it was secure this time. "Sheesh, if you wanted me to stay talking to you, you could've just said so!"

Brigid turned around, expecting Stephen to still be standing in shock but instead he was already close behind her, getting ready to stop her. 'Is he serious?' She tried to pick up her speed but he stayed close behind and before she knew what was going on she was on the floor again. "You have got to be kidding me." This was going to be a long year if she was going to keep ending up on the floor.

She sat up, leaning back on her hand, and look up at him. "Did you call me a gnome???" 'I don't even look like a gnome, that is so rude.' The girl then began laughing, she couldn't help it. Despite her landing on the floor over and over again, this was all quite fun. "I didn't necessarily want you to continue talking to me, I don't even know you. I just felt like bothering you, is that so wrong?" A little excercise never hurt. "Why in the world did you make me fall though? I could've broken something. I would've stopped running eventually."

"Yes, I called you a gnome since you seem to be the height of one," Stephen spat. Why did girls always want to make him upset? And for once, Brigid wasn't a blonde who were the ones who usually made him tick. But this was the first non-blonde. Well, besides Kat who he hadn't seen this term so far. "And it's girl like you who deserve to be throw in the lake," he said and dug through his bag, not really knowing what exactly he was looking for. But then Stephen found a chocolate frog and began to nibble on it.

"If you would've broken something, we've could've taken you to the healer and you'd be fixed in a second,"

"Excuse me, Mr. Fanelli, but I am average height for a girl my age, thank you very much!" 'Gnome?!?! I'm not even SHORT!' "I still have three more years to grow as well, not that I want to, but, either way, 5'4 is not short." 'Gnomes are so ugly too.' Brigid was having the hardest time figuring out what was wrong with this boy. She had never insulted him and now he was calling her a gnome. How unnecessary. "Well fine then, if you hate me so much go off and throw me in the lake, I'm sure whoever's there won't think I'm ugly and short!" Not that it would matter anyway because she would just end up drowning and then she'd be dead. What a lovely way to die.

Brig let out a long, loud sigh. "Sure, but what if she wasn't there and then my face would be very contorted and what not and it would be your fault. Though you probably wouldn't care anyway." She couldn't imagine breaking something on her face like her nose or, if she lost a tooth, how horrible that would be.

"If that's what people keep telling you, then go ahead and believe it," Stephen shrugged, with a sly smirk on his face. If you were shorter than him, you were short. Even though Stephen was kind of tall for his age. But who knew where he got the height gene from. "Never said I hated you. I don't know you enough to actually hate you. Nor does taking my bag for some fun make that happen either. I didn't call you a gnome because you were 'ugly', which you're not. Just short compared to ME," Stephen explained, knowing the poor girl might try to do something to him again. But then he'll just throw her in the dungeons or the lake, preferably.

"Maybe, maybe not. But then I'll let you stay there until the healer arrived. Wouldn't want your face to be contorted forever, now would we?"

Why was this boy so frustrating? "I'm not short" She knew she wasn't short and she knew it, no one had to tell her so. As if it were her fault he was sooooo tall. "How tall are you anyway? Like 6'10 or something?" Yes, she was exaggerating, but so was he. Even though what he said wasn't a compliment it was definitely not an insult and it was nice in a sort of way since he said he didn't hate her and didn't think she was ugly. This was a good sign. "Well, um, thank you for not hating and not thinking I'm ugly...as for the short thing...I suppose I'll never change your mind about that so...." She was also grateful that he wasn't carrying her over his shoulder to throw her in the lake as well but she wasn't going to mention that.

"No, I definitely would not like that...alright I suppose." It would've been better if he had never chased her in the first place but she didn't brake anything so all was well, for now.

On her way back to the Common Room Selina's eye caught a beautiful tapestry hanging. It had to be the most interesting and busy needle work she had ever seen. Every inch had a melody about it, running itself into the next with perfect harmony.

Selina walked closer to examine it further. She was surprised not that many people were around to bask in the beauty it possessed.

Kurumi, head hanging and her face as pale as a ghost's, hadn't really been paying attention to where she was walking. It didn't really matter, not after the mess she had caused in the kitchen. She really had thought that that girl was trying to suck Salander's life out of him. Then it had turned out she was dating someone else, but snogging her Slytherin Prince anyway. It was all too much for her to handle. She didn't even feel like baking, and that was saying something. She bumped into someone and without even looking at them said, "Oh, sorry," with a weak head nod.