With the rubber duck tie he had gotten from Professor Flamsteed around his neck because he had won the bet that Slytherin would win the Quidditch Cup, Daichi made his way to the party after he had heard there would be one.

He entered the Slytherin Common Room after saying the password (and paying) and looked around. His brown eyes immediately found the big banner with words "Quidditch Cup Champions" and the last time he had seen that banner was when he was in his second year and had been one of the chasers.

So he knew how the players must feel like, excited and happy...wait...wasn't that the same? Well, whatever... Hmmm he wondered if some of them would cry when they delivered the trophy? Oh how great would it be if he saw Dylan cry?! muwahaha. Even if it was tears of happiness.

Speaking of Dylan, Daichi had decided to be mature today and congratulate him and even thank him. He knew that the Professor had said he didn't had to but ...he wanted to be the bigger man.

Moving aways from the banner, Daichi walked to the far right side of the room and picked up a beverage. Now, where were the champions and others?

Dylan was in the house. Still dressed in his Gryffindor colors from commentating, he'd slipped away from the stands. He had a lot on his mind...Lots to think about. Quidditch was officially over for the term. No more matches to go to or teams to cheer for...That chapter was officially closed. Would he continue to play? The Captain didn't know...

Duck boy was already there...and really, Dylan didn't even feel like talking. He wanted to take a seat and relax, relish the victory. Hopefully his players would be joining him soon...They hadn't gotten a chance to really celebrate...Not after their win over Hufflepuff...

The room looked nice, too. Professor James had done a wonderful job. He was going to miss her after leaving this place.

Grabbing a butterbeer, he popped the top and plopped down on a leather couch.

Hmmmmmm.

Relaxation...

Hearing footsteps echo through the empty room, the Prefect turned around to see Dylan enter the room. Taking a nervous gulp from his beverage that he had in his hand (lemonade because he didn't really like butterbeer) and watched him as he sat down on the couch.

Noticing the Gryffindor outfit, Daichi suddenly remembered there had been a Quidditch match just now, one he hadn't went to because he had been studying for his NEWTs. Seriously, what had he been thinking this year?

Taking another gulp, Daichi battled with his thoughts. On one side, he wanted to leave Dylan alone and just wait for someone that he knew and liked. But on the other side he heard a voice in his head, possibly his father's, that he should go and congratulate the guy. Ugh.

Straightening his shirt, he took a deep breath and walked over to where the captain was seated. "Montmorency" he began as he looked down at the...hmm was he older than him or not? Anyways.. "I..." he bit his lower lip once. "I wanted to congratulate you on winning the Quidditch Cup and..." His hand moved to the back of his neck as he looked around the room , this time he wasn't looking at the Slytherin. "I ...wanted to say...thank you because..because i made a bet with Flamsteed that Slytherin would win the Quidditch cup and...well ...yeah" He had won the bet and had gotten the duck tie that was now around his neck.

"So yeah..." awkward pause "I'll...i'll just...go now...causebeingnicetoyouisjustweirdyes.." He mumbled these words and he walked back to the beverage table with a quick pace

His father should be proud...

Gryffindor v. Ravenclaw was a success by Ascanius' standards. He had gotten girlfriend snogs AND no Dementors showed up. So all in all he was going to call the day a good one and it was only going to get better. Smirk. Yeah, they were going to get a trophy that basically said that they were the best-- something he had already known two matches ago-- but the trophy was appreciated.

And so, he walked into the Slytherin Common Room via his OWN methods because the turnstile thing was still lame and nodded at his house mates. Lively party...all TWO of them. Whatever. He was in a good mood and now that the ruddy Quidditch diet was dead he could eat what he liked.

So some peanut butter chocolates? Thank you very much.

She really didn’t cared about Quidditch but she liked parties, so here she was, in her pink dress, a pink hair ribbon and of course her pink shoes. It was not important that she really didn’t knew ANYTHING about Quidditch if she wanted to be here, right? She had even left her two rats inside the common room, a party as not something for two rats, they wouldn’t have liked it here, she was sure about that!

She looked around her and saw that Daichi was already at the party, she also saw the captain and she walked toward him, she knew enough about Quidditch to know that he was a important player so if she needed to congratulate someone than it was him, or at last, she thought that.

She walked toward him and smiled her most friendly smile, hoping the he wouldn’t ask her anything about the game because she hasn’t watched it, she was here only because it was a party, so if he would ask her something about the game than she had a problem because she could not answer him…

“Hi, Dylan!” She walked toward him but hesitated, he seemed a little tired… But, she grinned and offered him her hand while she was standing besides him. “congratulations! I’m happy that Slytherin has won because only the best house can with this!” she looked again at him and at the clothes he wore, strange, it were the colors from Gryffindor… Hmm… “Are you alright, you are looking tired, do you need anything besides the butterbeer?” Yes, she was this time really friendly, she was in good mood today.

NO One Fret, or Panic! Ariana was here Ok?

wow. Lively bunch.

"Let's not have so much Fun at once, yeah?" she was Obviously being sarcastic. it was dead in here, it should liven up cause they were winners. and winning was awesome.

"Nice Lead to victory Captain." yeah, sad that it happened his LAST term of all of them.. maybe he just just stay. could he do that?

ahem

After grabbing a pumpkin juice she went and stood in the vicinity of the others.....

well..?

Yaaaaaaaaaaawn.

Dylan had gotten up early for the match...and it felt so good to finally just sit. Commentating had been a chore, too. He'd done it before...alone...but today seemed even more taxing...

There had been one good point...kinda...

He'd been able to sit with Oakey Gunter without pitching a fit...Even though he had stolen the Head Boy's smoothie. That smoothie was delicious, too...

Wait...someone was talking to him....

Glancing up, he spied Daichi and rolled his eyes. This guy...was not one of his favorites. In fact, the Captain could've went the rest of the day without having to personal speak to him....SIGH. Yea, yea...congratulations....Yep, you're welcome, you're welcome. "Glad our hard work earned you the Professor's tie."

Shrug. Good for Duck boy...

Then he spied Ascanius flouncing into the room. Dylan passed on a bro!man!nod before allowing his gaze to settle on someone else that was speaking to him...Oh, the second year, Sonea. He reached a hand out and grasped her proffered one. "Thank you very much..." Nod nod. "...I'm fine right now. It was thoughtful of you to ask." He was fine...just tired. Always tired.

Oh, and there was Logan.

"Hey, girl. How you doin'...?" Cheeky, BUT TIRED, grin.

He had missed chocolate a lot since he had been manipulated and BULLIED into being on the Quidditch team (what with his whole fear of heights thing). But now that the season was over, he was going to enjoy as much chocolate as he liked 'cause Ascanius had a gift. He was good looking no matter what. It was a mixture of his face and his body and his face and his jaw and his smirk and a WHOLE lot of other things. So the Quidditch diet was................stupid, yeah?

No matter how he felt about that, though, he nodded back at his Captain. Interesting bloke, needed to relax with the whole HIS PENELOPE thing, but beyond that not a bad guy. He had won them a trophy after all, so bro!nod returned.

And then he saw the Bikini!Girl enter the room and she got a smirk. Gorgeous, quite gorgeous. Even if she HAD packed on a few in short weeks since their season was over.

Now where was their trophy?

Tired or not. She had to come. HER house team won the cup, that was like the most important occasion that'd ever occur. She tried to think of anything else as important as this but she just couldn't think of anything. She dragged herself from the stands were she sat there silently except when Lex hit with that buldger. Though, it was probably Mo who got hit at some point and that wasn't good. Not at all. Those bludgers.

To the common room she returned and once she entered she looked around taking in the faces of who already was there. THE CHAMPS! Despite her not-so-cheerful mood, the blond smiled and made a beeline towards the captain. First things first. "Congratulations, captain," She said with a grin trying to maintain her voice level as to not let it become SQUEAKY! It annoyed some people and she didn't want to annoy anyone. And especially that this was a huge occasion and Dylan's LAST season. But of course she wasn't going to say that out loud. She'd just kill the mood. "You all deserved it," She saw and knew how much they practiced. Her friends were on the team so she knew.

HIM! THE BOY! The new one. Y'know, Penelope's boyfriend-Ascanius. She never really had a conversation with him but she figured she should. At least now. Walking over to him, the blond offered a smile, "Congratulations, you did great," Her voice was squeaky, sorry. "I''m Cassia by the way," did he know that? Well, if not he did now. And she knew his name.

Then!

Logan! Ariana! YOU! Cassia literally skipped towards the older girl. Even though she hadn't played in the last match she still was on the team. "Eeek!" Was all that came out of the snake's mouth as she stepped forwards and HUGGED the snakette. She didn't really care about anything else. After knocking the air outhugging her tightly for a couple of moments, Cassia finally released her. "CONGRATS!" Like she didn't just deliver that. "How does it feel to be a winner," She asked curiously, eyes glimmering. Oh she was so carried away with that.

The prefect! The blond, smiled over at the older boy, "Hey, Daichi," She greeted him. "I like your tie," She really did. She even took a couple of steps closer to get a better look at it. "Remember that other day in divination," She said conversationally. "When I came back to the dorms I drew lots of ducks." You'd think she'd come back to study but naaaaah. "I think I perfected it," She said proudly. She liked to draw.

Oooh. Sonea was there, too. Cassia waved at her and smiled, "How're you Sonea?" She asked the second year.

Finally people were a bit more talkative and a bit more lively. Raising her eyebrow she watched the group as she sipped her pumpkin juice.

Fine day, eh?

Oh, finally speaking to her.. weird captain..hey girl, how you doin? he was such an a american. "im just fine, great commentating today as well." yeah, we saw you up there with Oakey being civil and we are Proud. Kay?

Ascanius, hello. "you alright Stark?" seriously he was one of the STRANGEST guys she had ever met. Really just strange....

And all was well in the world... until.... Cassia showed up... and there was squeaking and talking loudly and it was crazy! She was about to tell the girl to calm the heck down when suddenly there were little strong arms around her squeezing her to death... "Somerlad! " we cant breath!!! "Child let us breath!" she said pulling the girls off her. "it feels lovely. We deserved it really." they did they worked hard and it was Dylan's last term. That was a lot of the motivation. The team wanted it for him.

Kat was still wearing her clothes from the match. Yeah, she was wearing a red shirt... how Gryffindor of her. But that didn't matter, because Slytherin had won the Quidditch Cup. She had every right to be happy. The Slytherin prefect made her way to the common room and dropped another fee for the turnstile. Ugh, she was literally going to run out of coins and she didn't even have enough change because she used them all up for the turnstiles. But they still won. This was WORTH the payment. Professor James totally was awesome and your arguments are invalid.

And everyone. She saw everyone. Some weren't there yet but they'll come along later on. Dylan was there. So was Logan, Cassia, Ascanius, and... Sonea. Oh Merlin why? First, it must go to her captain. Because he's been a great one... and he, THEY, deserved to win the Cup this term. All thanks to him. "Hey Captain, great Quidditch season this term." They won, alright? Kat was still amazed.

Then we have Logan. "Hey!" the prefect greeted her year mate. Great Quidditch this term. Yeah. Kat also waved at Cassia who acted like her other younger sister... only that she was in the same House as Kat was. Everyone else got a nod. At least they were acknowledged in this place.

So... yeah. Party.

Coming down the stairs from the dorms, Sky immediately spotted the area set aside for their victory party. Finally, something to celebrate. And boy, after this term, they deserved it. Surviving basically being poor, the Great Ice Cream Obsession and the dementor invasion and all. She grabbed a muggle soda off the refreshment table and joined her teammates where they were surrounding their captain, not even caring what anyone had to say about what she was wearing. "Hey, guys," she said, ploping down on the first available surface. "Some term, huh?"

So yes, he knew that his fellow house mates labeled him as "immature" but really? The REAL immature person was the Captain. True, the Prefect had acted like a child this term but at least he had a good reason for it, you know...ice cream. He didn't realize what he had been doing until he ate the syrup from potions.

Now Dylan on the other hand was just immature on his own because even when Daichi had been mature enough to actually congratulate the worlds most annoying git, he still had that sarcastic tone in his voice. "You know what Montmorency? I take my words back"

He was seriously starting to wish Hufflepuff had won the cup.

Taking another sip from his drink, he looked around as the students all went to the Quidditch Captain. What was so GREAT about him? Yeah he had won the Cup but ...UGH!

He needed a distraction before he cursed the Captain in to pieces and luckily the distraction came in the form of Cassia. He listened to her, not smiling or anything and not with the enthusiatic bubbly voice like he had been doing during Divination. "Yes..well...good" he sighed out loud. This party was stupid and he wondered why he was even here.

Okay, the captain really looked tired, but she was not pitying him, no he was the one who wanted to fly on a broom and to get dirty, body was telling him that he needed to do it… But, she was proud that her house had won this match, even now that she still didn’t understood why everybody liked it so much, flying on a broom and getting dirty, tired and sweaty… She also knew that a broom was not so pretty to sit on, so if he was tired then it was his own fault. But she still was in a good mood today so she shrugged and smiled at the older boy before she walked away from him.

Next she saw Daichi and… she even wasn’t surprised anymore, now that she was standing closer besides him she saw what he was wearing, a duck tie! She grinned and rolled with her eyes, he was a little strange… She also liked rats, her rats, but she didn’t wanted to wear a dress with pink rats printed on it… But, Daichi was Daichi, so she only grinned while she walked toward him. “Nice tie, is it new?” She just wanted to open her mouth to say more to Daichi when somebody called her name.

“Oh, hi Cassia!” She waved at the older girl and her smile widened. “I’m doing fine, thank you! And how are you doing? I hope also fine,” she grinned.

Theey had won the quidditch cup. And they were so awesome. Shame that they couldn't have a party with everyone else, but that didn't really matter to Clement. He had everyone in slytherin that he needed. Awesome team mates, his hot girlfriend. Oh yes. He was very content with the party in the common room. There had better be good food though. He was pretty hungry. At least if there was he wouldn't have to worry about paying the 10 knuts to get into the great hall. Just had to pay to get into the common room. That didnt bother him too much. So he paid, and wandered in, a big grin on his face. Clement was a very happy bunny. They had totally owned this year.

And he'd hit a bludger. So he rocked too. Okay. Now to go and talk to someone. Hmmmm. There was the Captain. He waved at Dylan. Oh yes. He had totally rocked this year, Cle would miss him next year. And right by some other members of the team was Kat. How perfect. He grinned, wandered over to them. "Hey guys...." He murmured, slipping in beside Kat, and leaning in to kiss her cheek. "Good year guys....good year." Okay. That was kind of lame but okay.

Dylan was just watching and chilling as more and more of his teammates filtered into the room. Merlin, he had an attractive team. Obviously, he'd already known this...but it was more pronounced now that they were entering one by one. Kinda gave him a chance to inspect each other individually. Hadn't he done a good job?

Oh, and there was Cassia. "Thanks, I appreciate that. Feels good bringing it back home to Slytherin where it belongs..." Dylan offered her a warm smile...feeling totally relaxed now. He continued to sip at the butterbeer in his hand...

Hudson was next and the Captain was amused that she was also dressed in Gryffindor colors. Seemed they'd had similar ideas about who they were supporting today..."Right back at you." Sip, sip. Sure, he had more to say to all of them...but it could wait until his whole team was in the room...

"No kidding." That was directed at Sky...She'd said it. Some term, indeed. It wasn't over for him, though..."Lucky for you, you aren't also sitting NEWTs this year...Cheers to me." NEWTs...SIGH. Not that he wasn't prepared. He'd been studying for them for two years now...Every piece of important information he could find...with the help of his Ravenclaw girlfriend. Dylan's ambition didn't allow him to want any less than all of them. "I must be insane."

More tired grins for them all.

Yea, he was totally insane. He'd accepted it.

...and he heard Daichi saying something that was mean-spirited...but Dylan didn't care. Daichi had decided to abandoned the team this year...and had chosen to act insane. The Captain was over it, though. Over all of it. He had enough on his plate without having to worry about one person not congratulating him. Not that big of a deal considering at the end of the day, he and his teammates had still won this for Slytherin House and their lady-in-charge, Professor Lafay.

"I think it's lame that you'll let personal feelings dictate your congratulations, really. I know I'm a jerk...but you shouldn't take that out on them." Hey, if Duck wanted to be publicly unpleasant...he was picking this battle with the right person. Dylan loved being unpleasant anytime. "I don't care if you tell me how great and awesome I did...but you should extend the courtesy to the team. They worked hard for Slytherin this year." He then pointed to the banner that said 'QUIDDITCH CUP CHAMPIONS. "....obviously."

Speaking of...Where were the rest of his players?

Belrose! "Sup, mate." Bro!nod.

Party. Right. Ugh.
...
Derry hated parties. Unless she knew each and every single person at them, trusted them completely and they were relatively calm. Which was not going to happen. But this term had been one of a million new experiences so... maybe this would be okay.

She'd been contemplating not going, actually, but she wanted to get a chance to talk to Dylan before he graduated, and... well... she kinda felt like she earned a celebration. Heh. So she'd quietly slipped into the room, trying not to be too noticeable, and sat down on a couch. Inconspicuous Derry is inconspicuous.

Giving Dylan a little wave, she thought she might as well wait until he started talking to her - if he did - since she didn't want to disturb him and stuff. He probably liked parties, and she didn't want to distract him with questions and whatnot. ... Okay... so... how did parties work?

He saw his mouth moving but the only thing Daichi heard was Blablablabla bla! So what if he let his feelings dictate him? And WHAT was he talking about about 'taking it out on them?' Did he mean the team?

"Oh right the team!" he said and had to force himself not to roll his eyes. "You think i'm that low to not say congratulations to them as well?" HONESTLY! "I didn't congratulate them because they weren't all here yet when i first spoke to you" Geez, and here he thought he had been nice to the Captain to congratulate him first. That were the rules right? Congratulate the Captain first even if Daichi wanted to curse him right here and right now and then the rest of the team.

"And i KNOW how hard they have worked, i've also been a Quidditch Cup champion, two times actually, so yes...i..know"

He would have congratulated them all but now that Dylan was basically commanding it, he didn't feel like it. Why should he listen to him anyways? He'd congratulate them...just not now because he was getting mad again. Ever since he had eaten the syrup his personality had changed and he wasn't the hyper, bubbly little child anymore.

Ugh, you know what, Daichi was done with him.

Turning his back to the Captain, the Prefect heard a familiar voice and saw Sonea walking towards him. Eh? she liked his tie? "Thanks Sonea" he answered without a smile. What was the point in smiling anyways? "It is new"

Hudson, Sky, Derry, Cle. Suddenly there were a lot of team mates in the room and she was excited cause Winners. "heyyy!" mostly to Kat cause shes the only one who said anything to her.

And then Clement happened, and Ariana couldnt help but to give side!glance looks to Hudson cause she knew thing and stuff, and he was just going and giving her cheek!kisses in public and honestly she thought it was just stinking adorable cause they talked about thinks and such and yeah. She was happy for her Dorm mate.

Go on, Get it Hudson.

Hehehehehehe

After watching a riveting match between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw with Dora, Theo said his goodbyes to his girlfriend so that he could join Slytherin's celebrations. He paused in front of the huge banner declaring their win, and he just grinned up at it for a moment. Champions. Damn straight, they were. The grinning didn't stop when he entered the room when he saw all the gold sprinkles everywhere. AND he saw his teammates.

Pretty much his favourite people ever.

He soon saw Dylan lapping up the attention, so Theo went over to join his captain. Was this appropriate timing for a bro!hug? He kinda really wanted one... "Dylan! Look at us CHAMPIONS." He grinnnnnnnnnnnned some more. Now where was the cake at? Theo knew that he certainly did not want ice cream.

James thought it would be best to visit the champions first. The Slytherins were likely to attract the dementors above anyone else, and their initial elation upon gathering together in the common room was likely to be the triggering time.

So she hurried right over, the massive first place trophy for the Quidditch Cup champions in her arms. As she clambered into the room, her eyebrows lowered slightly in confusion, she fumbled awkwardly in her robe pocket for her wand, and she put a steady end to the confetti shower. That... was supposed to have switched off awhile ago. There was a nice thick blanket of confetti on the ground, though, which was kind of fun. Added some flavor to the dank room. She couldn't wait to see how blanketed the Ravenclaw common room was by the time she got up there. Hah. Whoops.

"Dylan Montmorency," James announced brightly, beckoning the young man over with a nod of her head, "I think this belongs to you." Not BELONG belong, as it was the team's, but she was supposed to present it to the captain. And she wanted to see the light in his eyes as he (hopefully) made some sort of speech about this year's flawless team. Unless he had already done that. But... if they all wanted to gather around it and kiss it or something, she hoped they would let her excuse herself.

Duck!person was saying more things...but really, Dylan couldn't be bothered. He didn't want to waste the time on someone who was, in theory, so negative. The Slytherin Captain was over it...HUGE YAWN for HIM.

...and there was Derry! He'd seen her casually slip into the room, trying not to be noticed. He'd speak to her in a moment...because Theodore Kinsley had just bounded into the room. The look of excitement on his face spoke volumes and Dylan immediately wrapped arms around him. He loved Theodore. Really...He loved all his players...but Theo and West had been with him from the beginning and that was a big deal to him.

He released the younger boy and had wetness on his face.

The Slytherin Captain couldn't help it...Everything they'd worked for...

...

THEN THERE WAS PROFESSOR JAMES...and she was coming into the party room with the trophy...and Dylan nearly collapsed on the spot. He felt shaken...with excitement...and...feelings...He used Kinsley for support...just because he was about to flop.

...and then he was being handed the massive trophy...and there were tears. Dylan didn't care. TEARS. All of his hard work...Everything came down to this...With the trophy in hand, he shakily laid a kiss on it...There was so much he wanted to say...So much he wanted to talk about with his team and things. Things needed to be said...

Dylan just couldn't find the strength...If he opened his mouth....he'd sob.

He needed a hug...A big, tight one.

"Madame James." Hecate said coming in through the portal. "First, I believe the trophy belongs to Slytherin, not Montmorency. He can hold it for a moment, but then I'll go into my office." So she could lord it over that awful Hadley. "Second, I never authorized this party." She said looking at the woman.

"Snakes! Don't have too much fun! You don't want to attract things that you can't push back." If you know what I mean.

Something smelled gooooooood...

Like happiness...

They were needing happiness... they needed to get souls...

Like a password would stop a dementor... or a horde of them.