"Fine," Victoire remained as serene as she could possibly be. "Don't take the olive branch." She didn't want to get into it again with Al, especially in the middle of a quiet library. Madam Pince would probably skin their hides and Rose would be mortified at their behavior. Straightening up and away from the bookshelf, she rounded a corner and began to make her way out of the library. The farther that she was from Al, the better. She had tried time and time again to be cordial and what did she get in return? Crap. Upon reaching the corridor, Victoire began to make her way towards the bathrooms. She needed to sit and think for a short while about her cousins, particularly the snarky one, without any interruption. As for today, she hoped that Moaning Myrtle would choose not to bother her.

Al rolled his eyes. "There was no branch extended, dear." He said as she walked out of the corridor of books. Deciding to leave well enough alone, he passed by Rose on his way out, and headed the opposide direction Vic had gone. His younger cousin (Even if it was only by a couple of months) seemed quite content to work away by herself. And he certiantly didn't want to bother her again, in fear of getting a hex set on him. He was half way to the gryffindor tower when an idea struck him. Alyss! She knew the twins, and very well at that. Better then Victorie did, that was for sure. Perhaps he could enlist her in the task of getting the pair together. He turned on his heel and jogged back down the stairs, looking for her. After she'd gone off with Jay, he hadn't seen her. Hopefully, she'd be out of class, and away from Kelley by now.

Kyle stood once the lesson had ended, and stretched. It hadn't been a particularly interesting lesson, and he had dozed off a couple of times. The lack of sleep from the last two nights was catching up with him, and he was beginning to feel as if he'd been run over by the night bus, several times over. He packed his notebook and text away, and slung his messenger bag over his shoulder. "I'm going to go lie down for a bit." He said to Matt, who was doing the same. "I don't feel too great... Let me know if I miss anything?" He said, before he left the room. He didn't stick around for a reply, knowing Matt would only try to brighten his day, and drag him off somewhere. And right now, he just wanted some peace and quiet in the comfort of his domratory. He decended the stairs to the dungeons, the mornings conversation with Rose still weighing heavily on his mind. Did she understand what he'd said? Of course she did. What teenaged girl didn't know what 'I like you' meant? He sighed and pushed the common room door open and crossed to the boys dorm. Once safely inside, he dropped his bag with a thud, and flopped over onto his bed, arm slung over his eyes. He was exhausted. All this chacing around the girl of his dreams, only to be turned down was draining. He turned over on his side, not bothering to pull the covers over himself, and drifted off to sleep.

Matt had been about to suggest that he take Kyle on a jog around the lake to wake him up, when his twin took off like a shot. He sighed, turning to Alyss. "What do I do?" He asked, sounding defeated and burnt out. "I've done everything I can think of, and he still can't get his mind of a girl he's hung up on. He won't snap out of it." He shook his head and rolled his eyes. "And frankly, it's starting to get on my nerves... any suggestions as to how to either get him to talk to her, or how I can get her to talk to him? You're a girl, and known for playing matchmaker... Help me out here." He all but pleaded.

Al tripped up in his own feet as he almost smacked into to someone, but kept walking, until a familliar voice called to him. He looked over his shoulder and gave Teddy a smile. "I'm looking for my girlfriend..." He said, biting his lip the second the words left his mouth. He wasn't going to hear the end of it now. Teddy was going to torture him about having a girlfriend, let alone the fact that she was a Slytherine! That, he'd have to keep to himself. "Sorry I almost took you out! I've been looking for her for the last hour, and I have no idea where she's gone."

Matt laughed. "We tried locking them in the kitchens, but they outsmarted Victorie and I, and left before we had the chance to bar them in." He said with a light eye roll. He sighed. "Talking to HER wouldn't do me any good. She's already got a few people telling her the same thing. And people she trusts too. Think you could talk to him? Because honestly, I'm sick of trying." He put his bookbag over his shoulder and started to walk out of the classroom with her. He had a free period next, and was in no rush to get anywhere, and figured walking an old friend to her next class would kill some time. "I know you always used to find some way of cheering him up..." He looked down at her, a blank look on his face. "And I DO NOT want to know how." He smirked a little, subtly hinting at less then conventional ways to cheer a guy up.

Matt shuddered at the sudden thoughts that entered his mind. He brushed them off as quickly as possible and smiled at her. "Thanks, love." He said softly. "It'd mean a lot to me... And him."

Al stopped dead in his tracks. "No no no no no!" He said, jogging after Teddy. "Really, it's not that improtant! And I think she'd kill me if I embarassed her like that. She's a rather prominent figure... And a Prefect. And" Before he could stop them, the words "A Slytherine." Slipped out of his mouth, causing him to stop once again, clapping a hand to his mouth. He stared at the back of Teddy's head with wide eyes, darting back and forth around the room. Oh great. There was no living this down. He was going to be crucified from onw until the end of the year. And knowing Teddy, he'd let it slip at the family christmas gathering, and then, that'd be it. His father would hang him.

Al shook his head. "Oh no, rivilary is still there. We just kind of ignore it. Like Matt and Vic, as much as I can't stand that little..." Al stopped himself from cursing the other boy out. Teddy may have been a friend, but he was still a professor. and cursing infront of a professor got points deducted. "Just don't let mum and dad know... Or anyone else from the family." He asked quietly. "Dad would kill me. And Mum would have a fit."

Matt smiled a little. "Thanks again." He said before leaving her, and heading towards the quidditch pitch. He needed to shape up a little, and maybe Jay aws around. They had yet to discuss the terms of his re-joining the team. He dropped his bag off in the locker room and grabbed his broom from the stand, where he'd had the house elves drop it off. He didn't bother keeping it in the dorms, it only took up too much room. He walked out on to the field, seeing several groups standing around, talking about plays, or the previous summers world cup match. But he just kept walking, looking for Jay.

Al nodded lazily. "Yeah, don't worry about me. I've been on my own pretty well every day since we got here... What's one more?" He said, somewhat sarcastically, as he folded his arms behind his head, and used them as a pillow. "Have fun." He yawned.

Matt met up with a few old house team mates, and had started a mini practice with them. It had been a while since he'd played, or even flown for that matter, and needed some time to warm up, befor an actual practice with the full team. He knew that Jay would be looking for any reason there was not to have him play this year, even though they'd suffer once again without him. The last time Slytherine had won the cup was the year he'd played, and every year since he quit, they'd lost... Terribly. He did a few laps around the pitch, getting a feel for flying again.

As he flew about the pitch, tossing a quaffle back and forth with a few old friends, Matt spotted an unplesantly familliar figure strutting onto the field. He glared, and landed infront of the new comer, only to confirm it was, who he thought it was. Lupin. "Hello again." He said, not entirely unplesantly. "What brings you all the way out here." He looked the other, slightly older man up and down, sizing him up. Ok, he'd been a quidditch player too. And sure, he was somewhat of a rebel, going on some expidition across the world for the daily prophet or something equally as lame. But what Vic had seen in him was beyond him.

After a while, Al stood and stretched. Perhapse Rose had the right idea, and he too should get cracking on his homework. He jogged back to the castle, and up to the library, where his cousin was still working away. "Mind if I join you?" he asked, taking a seat across the table from her. His hunt for Alyss had been a waste of time, as he knew it would be. And Victorie seemed to be elsewhere, not that he was talking to her anyway.

"Sure." Rose said without even looking up. Al was going to sit there anyway, right? "You actually going to do some homework for once?" she asked him. Or was he back to convince her that something else was wrong in her life?

"Oh yeah, what about?" Rose asked finally looking up from her parchment. Yes, her cousin's girl problems were much more exciting than translating her runes. She had no idea how she allowed her mother to talk her into taking that class.

"You barely know her and you're bringing her home?" Rose asked. "You do know who our parents are, right? Have you even asked them?" she asked. And really, what made him think they would stay together that long.

Teddy was surprised to see that none other than Matt had landed directly on the grass in front of him. "...Good day," He spoke slowly, trying to keep his composure as confusion consumed him. Wasn't this the guy who had treated him like scum earlier in the day? Wasn't this the guy who dated Teddy's ex-girlfriend and therefore despised him? Nevertheless, Teddy knew that he should play the game and remain civil. No reason to get into a fight in the middle of the crowded quidditch pitch. "Well," He began, his eyes travelling around the area, "I figured I'd like to revisit my old stomping grounds. Besides, I begin teaching in a few days, so it would be nice to get onto making a lesson plan." His eyes returned to face Matt. "What about you?" His eyes landed on his broom, which looked rather expensive. Wealth truly was a blessing in some cases.

Al blushed. "I havn't asked them yet. And honestly, I don't even know if it's going to last that long. But if it does, I'd like to have the option." He started, glancing up from his notes. "Besides, I know that Vic is going to bring Matt, who's also a slytherin. So what's to stop me?"

Kyle lay his guitar down after a while, feeling his stomach growling. He hadn't eaten yet today, and food was starting to sound like a good idea. He stood, stretched, and shoved on his sneakers before exiting the dorms, pulling his hood over his head in the process. He was in no real mood to deal with the fans that roamed the school, or the annoying first years who gawked at him for his long hair and tattoos. As he climbed the stairs, he noticed Alyss sitting alone in the common room. "Classes out already?" He asked, leaning against the back of the chair she was sitting in.

Matt smirked a little. Right, Lupin had been a player as well. And judging from the way he was sizing up his equiptment, knew what he liked. "I'm just warming up before practice with the team." He said casually. "I though it'd be nice to see my team win the cup once more before I leave this place. And seeing as they can't do it without me, I figured I'd rejoin and help." He Looked back up to the guys he'd been flying with. They were doing really well, which was promising. No one had dropped the ball, or gotten hit by a rogue bludger. And if these three were any indication of the rest of the team, they might have a chance.

"Right then." Matt said, mounting his broom, and kicking off. "Like I'd reallt need any help from you." He muttered to himself, as he flew up to his team mates. He grabbed the beaters club from one of the boys, tossing it in the air, and catching it several times. "You've got no idea how badly, I'd like to send a bludger his way." He said to one of the guys.

OOC: Adding a community character(Meaning anyone can interject him at any time) Bio soon.

Joey laughed, arching an eyebrow at Matt, who looked at if he was ready to slaughter the nearest person. "What'd he do? He only JUST got here?" He laughed, taking his club back. "It can't have been that bad."

Matt rolled his eyes, catching the quaffle that had been suddenly tossed at him by a passing third year. "He ruined Vic's life." He said simply, before taking off around the pitch, the others following closely. His eyes scanned the pitch for Jay, wondering where he was. It was sunny, and warm. Of course Kelley was going to be down here, where was just the question. Not in the stands, or on the pitch. Maybe he was in the change room. Hmm. Then, he found himself looking for the familliar blonde figure he hoped to see down here. She'd said she wanted him to show her the basics of the game. And she knew he was down here... But where was she. As long as she wasn't with Lupin he really didn't mind too much. I'd say she's off talking to Rose, trying to get this yule ball thing in motion. He thought, tossing the ball to his team mate.

Rose tried her best not to laugh. "Seriously Al? You've done some crazy things in the past without thinking, but I think this tops the list." he said. "Girls are not something that you keep open as options." she said to her. "And you best not say that again or risk facing the wrath of a Slytherin and her friends."

Teddy kicked off from the ground rather hard after mounting his Firebolt, a hand-me-down from Harry. It still worked like a charm, according to Harry. It might not have been the best, most modern piece of flying technology, but Teddy had used it ever since his second year and had considered it to be one of his most prized positions. It was a rush to fly about, as he hadn't done so in quite a long while. He flew around the outskirts of the pitch rather quickly, loving the feeling of the wind sweeping through his curly, thick hair. Teddy almost didn't realize the small smile that appeared on his face; he was truly happy in the air.

Victoire left Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, the ghost wailing after her as she moved along. She had spent some nice alone time in there, thinking things over in relative silence. When you were nice, Myrtle could actually be quite the helpful therapist. But upon her sudden exit, Myrtle had grown hostile and had begun flooding the bathroom immediately. Not wanting to wade knee-deep in toilet water, Victoire had skipped away as soon as she could. Myrtle had looked murderous, but she would get over it. Moody ghost, she was. Feeling a bit walled in, Victoire decided to head out to the grounds. Everyone seemed to be heading to the quidditch pitch today. It wasn't surprising, as quidditch season was fast approaching.

"Well still." Rose said looking up at her cousin. "One you're in a relationship options aren't much of an option. You're supposed to be committed." Which was one reason she thought relationships were overrated.

Maybe she was being to harsh. "Why don't you get her flowers." she suggestion. "And not mention our family party. You don't want to scare her off after only a day."

As he continues tossing the quaffle back and forth with the guys, he spotted the figure he wanted to see most of all. Victorie. It was odd, how she had this effect on him. It was like he didn't want to spend more then an hour or two away from her. And when she wasn't there, he felt empty. Maybe it was a good thing. He was about to go and land near her, when a blur nearly knocked him from his broom. "Oi! Watch it!" He called, slightly annoyed, until he saw who it was. "Lupin." He growled. He glared hard after the professor, but wasn't about to do something stupid.

Al heaved a sigh. With an attitude like that, getting her with Kyle was quickly becoming a task that may be beyond himself, Vic, and Matt. "Alright alright. I won't ask her to come." He said, picking up his pen once more. They sat in silence for a few minutes, before he looked up at her, fron under his slightly too long bangs. "So, honestly here. What is going on with you and Kyle. Vic said he was pretty upset earlier... What happened at breakfast?" He wasn't trying to worm his way into her life, and get them together. He was just curious as to what she'd done to get him all up in arms.

Alyss looked up and smiled, seeing it was Kyle. "Yes, and must I added, lessons were an extreme bore today. History of Magic was probably the only lesson that didn't bore me to death." she laughed. "I think you were smart to ditch the rest of the day." She kind of wished she could do that some days, but responsibilities and all. Moving slightly so she didn't have to crane her neck so much, she smirked. "So you feeling better?"

Teddy hadn't been paying much attention to where he had been heading. It was almost reminiscent of his first time on a broom when he was much younger, the elated, euphoric feeling that consumed him as he had jolted into the air and had refused to come down to a rather angry Ginny for quite some time. He was almost knocked off of his broom, preparing to curse up a storm when he noticed who his victim had been. "Sorry," He mumbled, soaring off. As he made his way past the rest of the Slytherin quidditch team, he noticed a familiar face on the grass below. Landing expertly and swiftly gaining his balance, he trotted over to meet Victoire, who smiled at him in greeting.

Victoire had been searching for a familiar face, any familiar face, as she made her way onto the pitch. It was just her luck that the first person she was to encounter would be Teddy. "Hey," She began, grinning rather broadly at his windswept hair. "What brought you out here today? Didn't feel like socializing with the other professors in the staff room?" She laughed as Teddy shook his head, a smile appearing on his own face.

"'Course not," He began. "You know me; the quidditch pitch has always been like my second home. Unlike you, of course," He chuckled, causing Victoire to turn pink. Way back when Teddy had still been an underclassman at Hogwarts, Victoire had tried out for the Gryffindor quidditch team in order to try and impress him. She had made the team, but just barely. After a season's worth of humiliation, she had turned in her quidditch uniform and had quit. She had succeeded in impressing her then-boyfriend for trying, but Teddy preferred her to be happy rather than suffering in front of the goal hoops and the entire student body.

"Whatever," Victoire chided, crossing her arms over her chest. "Just make sure that you haven't lost your form... or that the charm in your broom hasn't worn out." She snickered playfully as their conversation continued.

Rose nodded. Yes, that was the best idea. "I don't know how many times I have to say nothing really happened." she answered. "Like I said earlier he told me that he's had fun hanging out the past few days and I said I did too." she said with a shrug.

Alyss tilted her head slightly and smirked. Yes, Kyle could always see past her tricks and perhaps that was why they were still friends. "Oh, yes I do remember how I'd do anything for you, but times do change. Let's just say, I'll do almost anything for you hon." she replied. Time have changed for sure. "What I see in Al? Well, shouldn't I ask you the same question about you and Rose?" It wasn't hard to see how he looked at the redhead and that he liked her something serious. "I'm sure he had his reasons to disliking Matt. Merlin knows how many times I've wanted to punch Matt. Al isn't like any other guy I've met. Yes, he might despise Matt and all, but he accepts me and maybe that's a start." She didn't know how to really explain it, but she generally liked Al and the time they had actually spent together alone was special to her.

Al gave her a blank look. "Did he say anything else? That maybe he liked you? Or that he'd like to take you out on a real date? Or something else that you might not have picked up on because you're the most oblivious person I know?" He said, smirking a little. He was going to make her see that having a guy like her wasn't the end of thr world. Hell, she deserved it. And with any lich, he'd convince her to go to the Yule ball with him.

Kyle pouted. "Touche," He said, at her comment about why he liked Rose. "I didn't mean anything by it, I was just curious. In all the years I've known you, I've never seen you with someone who's so... Good. You date guys like me and Matt, and Jay even. Popular, rich, people who don't mind breaking a rule or two." He shrugged a little and crossed his arms over his stomach. "But I see what you mean. I've been with people who 'saw me for who I am', and let me tell you, it won't end well. They'll see a side they don't like, and then that'll turn them off from you...." He sighed. "Thats what happened to me and Julia anyway." He said softly. Julia had been a year older then he was, and in Ravenclaw. They'd been good friends all through school, and started dating in his fifth year. It ended the summer between sixth and seventh year, because she thought he cared more about his music then her. It wasn't true, of course. Kyle shuddered at the thoughts and brushed them away. "But who knows, maybe he'll be good for you. And I hope things go well." He stood from the chair he'd been sitting in, and stretched. "I'll be in the kitchens if Matt comes looking... Which he won't." He said, before leaving the common room.

"Of course he told me he liked me. I'm not that oblivious." Rose said clenching her quill. It snapped in half. "I tried telling him that I wouldn't mind getting to know him better... but he stormed off." she said after a few minutes of silence. "You see, liking someone without knowing them just isn't normal. Look at our parents. Nothing romantic happened with them until years after they'd already become friends." she said. And in case she hadn't made her point she added, "I think it's completely mental. And I can't do that. It creeps me out."

Victoire was a a bit surprised, albeit pleasantly, when Matt approached. He carried his broom in his hand and her eyes traveled across the pitch, only to find the rest of the Slytherin quidditch team practicing up by the goal hoops. "Hey," She smiled, giving him a quick squeeze before turning back to Teddy. Her gut sensed danger but Victoire managed to keep her small smile on her painted lips, which would hopefully salvage the situation. To her knowing, the last time the two men had spoken, they had been glaring daggers at each other. Maybe it would be different this time. Hopefully.

Teddy's smile faltered ever so slightly as Matt came to Victoire's side. He seemed a bit clingy, which unnerved Teddy quite a bit. When they had been together, Teddy hadn't seen the need to 'come to Victoire's rescue' when she was simply speaking to a friend, male or female. Matt seemed to be marking his territory, making a public challenge as he stood protectively by her side. "Long time no see," He spoke, a hint of humor in his tone. "Sorry about that little accident up there," Teddy gestured in the direction of their collision, "I just got a bit carried away. Haven't been on a broom in such a long time. You understand, don't you?"

Victoire tensed ever so slightly. Teddy seemed genuinely sorry for whatever crime he had recently committed, but she sensed the sarcasm expertly veiled beneath his friendly facade. She didn't dare look at Matt for fear that he would have a murderous expression on hisr face.

Al looked up at Rose again, this time with a look of shock. "Seriously?" He said, dropping his quill. "You're going to let him get away from you, because you don't know him well enough?" Al laughed, shaking his head. "Look at it this way. He's in his last year here, and once he's gone, he's gone for good. Their from Wales, we're from London. You'll probably never see him again. You dn't have time to do what our parents did. They knew each other for YEARS before something happened. You don't have that kind of time here... Just..." He sighed knowing trying to convince her of anything wasn't going to happen. "At least tell me this. From what you know now, do you like him back?"

Matt nodded once, looking blankly at the other. "Just keep your eyes open next time." He said flatly. He completely inderstood what Lupin was saying, but admiting it was something he wasn't going to do. He turned to Victorie, sighing a little. "Did you get anywhere with Rose?" He asked quietly. "I tried talking to Kyle, but he's still mopey. He's not himself, and refuses to listen to anyone. And he actually skipped class today... He never does that. I havn't seen him this broken up since Julia..."

"Like I said." Rose said getting out her wand. She repaired her quill. "I think that's mental. I don't like him. I don't know him." she said. Really, how many times did she have to repeat herself? "And yes, that is exactly what I'm going to do." she said in a 'that's final' tone.

Teddy curtly nodded. As soon as Matt began whispering away, Teddy turned and went back to his solo practice. There was no use being around the happy couple at the moment.

Victoire crossed her arms over her chest, a bit disappointed at her own failure. "Not really. She just got upset. But actually, I have a bit of good news..." Looking over her shoulder to make sure that a nearby pair of students weren't eavesdropping, she began, "I enlisted Al's help. With any luck, he can get Alyss to help as well. He wasn't too keen, but he's ultimately doing it for Rose." Victoire wondered if Matt would be at all happy that Al was helping. Hopefully he would be, as Al didn't seem at all happy about semi-working with Matt.

Victoire smiled, glad that he was happy with her work. "Excellent," She began, "I don't really know her too well, but if you trust her, then she should be alright." She noticed Matt shudder as she mentioned Alyss and her methods of cheering someone up. "I think I don't want to know either," She laughed softly, getting the hint. Her eyes travelled to Teddy, who was practicing some rather complicated tricks across the pitch from them. "What happened earlier? Did I miss another fight?" She pouted slightly, biting her lower lip. Why did men have to fight over women like they were property?

Rose rolled her eyes. "Were you not listening to what I said? I was going to tell him I'd be willing to get to know him more when he stormed out."

Victoire had to laugh along with him. Whether or not he liked to admit it, Teddy could be quite clumsy at times. According to her father, Bill, that was a trait that Teddy had inherited from his mother, Nymphadora. "Oh, you mean besides making sure that our plan is foolproof?" She chided, taking a seat on one of the wooden benches in the changing room. "Nothing really. But don't your teammates still need you? I'd be happy to cheer you on from the stands."

Rose rolled her eyes. "Sure, I'm coming down." she said. "Just give me a second to pack my things." she said standing up and neatly piling things together. Afterward she placed everything in her bag. "Ready." she said.

Victoire nodded slowly as Matt spoke, until he mentioned the possible use of a love potion. "What?" Her eyebrows rose. "I know that Rose is a stubborn mule, but I don't feel right forcing a potion on her, or slipping it to her. Besides, isn't one supposed to be in a trance after taking amortentia? So even if she does take it, she won't remember the night anyways?" She pursed her lips as she thought conflicting thoughts. If only Rose could appreciate what everyone was doing for her; then maybe she wouldn't be so grouchy all of the time.

Al smirked. "C'mon then." He said, leading her down the stairs, towards the great hall. They walked along in silence, for the first time in so long. Normally, they'd be talking and laughing ar something, but ever since this year had started, Rose seemed a little different. Or maybe he was the one who'd changed. He brushed the thought as someone else joined them in the hall, a few paces ahead. Judging by worn looking jeans, and hoodie with some sort of gory logo on the back, ot was one of the twins. Which one it was, he had no idea... His hood was up. He just hoped it wasn't Matt.

Matt shook his head. "Not if it's brewed super weak. It just kind of makes her a little more attracted to him then normal. Believe me, it's been put in my drink more then once, and I remember EVERYTHING." He shuddered a little, and laughed. "I was kidding anyways. I'm sure Kyle wouldn't approve of me slipping her something, even if was for his own good. That, and she'd probably think he did it." He said flopping backwards on the bench, and folding his hands over his chest. "I just really hope she knows how to dance. He does, actually, we both do. Mum's all 'ohh, proper wealthy young men always know how to waltz' and spent an entire summer teaching us." He rolled his eyes. "Do NOT tell anyone that. I'm actually ashamed of that little fact."

Noticing the time, Kyle headed to the great all, as apposed to the kitchens. Matt would probably be down there anyway, if he wasn't off with Victorie on some sort of date. He walked passed a couple of people, not really paying attention to who they were, and silently wished that they weren't fans, friends, or anyone else who'd bother him. Most of all, he hoped it wasn't Rose. If there was one person he didn't want to look at right now, it was her. He pushed back the sleeves of his hoodie, and stuck his hands in his pockets, walking along silently.

"I guess it's alright then," Victoire shrugged and smiled lightly, partially at his explanation and partly because of his personal experiences. Victoire had never had a love potion slipped to her, but it was for the better. She had no desire to become a slave to another, whether the potion made her consciously or unconsciously perform the brewer's desired effects. Turning on the bench, she crossed her legs Indian-style as she faced Matt, who lay on his back. "Don't be ashamed," She cooed, but her smirk belied her true feelings. "Waltzing is a bit old-fashioned but it's nice all the same. My mum knows how to; she had to waltz at the Yule Ball when she was a triziward champion. But I've never had the inclination to learn, or the patience."

Victoire laughed. Matt didn't seem like the waltzing type, but then again he hadn't seemed like one for classical music before she heard him perform incredible music on his piano. He hadn't seemed like the friendly type until he had approached her on the Hogwarts Express. He had proved her wrong so many times and that was a blessing in itself. Matt still was cocky, albeit not as badly as she had thought him to be, and he could become angry, but only sometimes. The pros definitely outweighed the cons. "You can never be too sure," She smiled, squeezing his hand as his made contact with hers. "I could say the same for you as well. Why else would I date a Slytherin?" She joked.

Rose followed after Al. "So have you seen Teddy lately?" she asked him. He wondered how he was holding up. It must have been hard for him to see Victorie with Matt.

Not paying attention to where she was going he ran straight into someone. "Oh, excuse me. I wasn't watching." she said.

Al nodded. "Yeah, we were talking earlier today when I was looking for Alyss. Actually, he was the one who suggested I bring her to christmas dinner." He admitted, as Rose walked straight into which ever twin was walking infront of them. He laughed under his breath, shaking his head. "Really Rose, you have to watch where you're going." He said with a smirk.

Kyle felt someone run into his back, and turned, to apologize for walking so slow, when his eyes fell on the person he wanted to see least. "Oh." He said quietly. "Don't even worry about it. It's probably just as much my fault." He replied, as he pushed his hood back. He gave her a half smile. "Well, I'll see you around then." He said, letting the two walk ahead of him.

Al's smirk turned a little darker as he watched the interaction between the two. "Nonsence! Walk with us. Seems you're heading down to dinner anyway." He said cheerfully. "And, just out of curiosity, have you seen Alyss?" He asked.

Kyle nodded. "Yeah, she was in the commons a minute ago, when I left. She'll probably be up for supper." He replied, walking to the outside of Al, leaving him between himself and Rose. The girl probably didn't want to be anywhere near him now anyway... And probably thought he was a creep. Merlin forbid I think you're pretty. He thought to himself.

Victoire had to laugh at his arrogance. Matt meant well, and that was all that mattered to her. "Oh, maybe you saw something in me that other people don't," She began, a small smile beginning to curve her lips, "Either that or a psychotic death wish." She held back her laughter as she began, "Wait until the rest of the Weasleys and Potters hear about all of this interhouse dating. They'll have a fit. But they'll just have to deal with it; I'm not letting anyone or anything pull us apart."

"Really? He did?" Rose asked. She had no idea why she was asking, that sounded completely like Teddy. But this wasn't a normal relationship they were talking about. Surely Teddy understood that.

"Oh, hey Kyle. I didn't recognize you with your hood up." she said realizing who it was. Not that she would have noticed anyway. She wasn't really paying attention to anything.

Matt smiled lovingly, and sat up one leg on either side of the bench, behind her as she sat cross legged. He wound his arms about her waist, and pulled her back against him, resting his chin on her shoulder. "I won't either." He said quietly, pushing her hair over her other shoulder, and placing a gentle kiss to her cheek. "I love you." He whispered in her ear. He knew it probably didn't mean much coming from him, being who he was, and given the rumors about tim floating around. But it was the truth, and she needed to hear it.

Al nodded again. "Yeah, I did, actually. I wasn't shocked, because it's Teddy, and he's all about the rule breaking. But he was rather persistant about it." He shrugged, and turned to walk backwards, looking at the pair. He glanced up at Kyle, who was still not moving any closer to his cousin. "How was you're afternoon, Kyle?" He asked, with a plesant smile, trying to get the boy to talk.

Kyle shrugged at Rose's comment. Of course she wouldn't, then again no one could really. From behind, unless their hair was visible, the twins looked exactly alike from back on. Same build, same general mannor of dress. "It was alright. I think the lack of sleep caught up with me in History of Magic, so I took the last three periods off." He said lazily, before yawning. "Yours?" He asked the both of them.

Victoire couldn't help but smile as he spoke those words to her. She knew that he meant every word that he said and it made her stomach flutter every time he held her near. "I love you too, darling," She answered, glad to be in his arms as it should be. Looking about, her gaze caught the analog clock that lay magicked onto the wall with a permanent sticking charm. "I think we should go," She spoke a bit reluctantly, "Your team will be finishing practice soon, and the feast is about to begin." Victoire didn't desire to move one bit, but she knew how odd it would be for the rest of the Slytherin team to happen upon the two cozy lovers.

Victoire let go of his hand rather reluctantly. "Alright, love. Good luck," But as she moved along, she noticed a rather odd trio. Was that Kyle, Rose, and Al all together in a little group? Victoire wanted to spit venom, knowing that Al treated Kyle like a human being while he continued to treat her boyfriend like scum. But she sucked up her pride, approaching the group as she figured that she could give Al a helping hand. "Hey," She smiled at all three, knowing that her sudden appearance might surprise them. "Al, could I have a word? It's about that essay that you were helping me on." She continued to smile but gave Al a certain look that told him to come immediately.

"Oh, just spent the past two hours translating some runes." Rose said glad she was finally done with that assignment. "And now we're heading off to dinner." she answered. Then her other cousin came and stole Al. "Correction. Looks like I'm going down to dinner."

Victoire crossed her arms over her chest, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. Her brow knitted as the anger built up. "Oh, I'm sorry. I thought I could pull you away so that they could talk alone. But I screwed up again, didn't I?" Her tone was laced with sarcasm and anger as she tried to hold back. Clenching her fists momentarily before forcing them to relax, she began once more, "You know, I'm not going to get into it with you. Especially in public. In fact, after this whole scheme is over, I want nothing to do with you and your damn attitude." Victoire had almost hissed the words as it felt like her head would explode from steam. She turned on her heel and went along in the opposite direction, knowing that she needed to cool off. But she felt that she had a right to be fuming: Al treated her like the spawn of Satan and treated Matt like Lucifer himself. At this point, Victoire wasn't sure that she could muster up any familial love for Albus Severus Potter.

"Shall we head down together?" Rose suggested. "It looks like Victorie is about to explode... and we wouldn't want to be here for that." she said looking back over at her two cousins. It was amazing that just a few weeks ago there was hardly any fighting in her family. And now it seemed like those two were always going at it.

HAving her suggest going together made him smile a little, and brightened his mood ever so slightly. "Yeah, sure." He said, following her down into the great hall.

Al groaned in frustration as Victorie walked away from him, fuming. It only sent him into a bad mood, which was not good. He still had to ask Alyss if she'd help them out, getting Kyle and Rose together. But as he entered the great hall, he spotted the pair walking in together. Maybe she'd taken his advice after all...

Matt sat at the table, waiting for his brother to come in, and prepared himself for the most difficult conversation in life. Vic instead caught his eye first. She looked as if she'd kill the next person who got in her way. He made a mental note to ask her what had happened after. Thats when his eyes fell on the pair who entered just after she did. His twin, and Rose. A small smile spread across his lips, as he saw his brother actually smiling, albiet, only a little. So instead of taking him away from that, he sat back, and started eating alone, though, keeping an eye on the pair.

Victoire sat down at the far end of the table, towards the staff table as she desired to see no one at the moment. She saw Kyle and Rose enter together but even the sight of the happy pair didn't make her smile. Biting her lip in conternation, Victoire took in a few deep breaths. Al worked her up to no end. If he wasn't going to change, then she would. Maybe avoiding him until they had to speak, such as around the holidays, would be better for all. Picking up her fork, she began picking at the vegetables that lay on her gilded plate, not in the mood to eat.

Teddy took a seat at the staff table, Professor Slughorn almost immediately pulling him into a conversation. Teddy happily obliged, picking up his goblet of pumpkin juice. As Slughorn babbled on, Teddy's eyes scanned the great hall. From a distance, he saw Kyle and Rose enter. Maybe Al's plan had worked after all. Nearest to him was Victoire. She looked rather angry, so Teddy figured that it was better that he not approach her for fear of invoking her wrath and Matt's glares. Setting his goblet on the polished wood of the table, Teddy turned to Slughorn to contribute to the conversation. Slughorn seemed a bit hyped about the upcoming quidditch season.

When they finally arrived at the Great Hall Rose looked over to the Gryffindor table. "Well I'm that way." she said motioning with her head toward the Gryffindor table. Then she had no idea what to say next. So instead of talking she just waved and began heading over.

Kyle nodded once, and watched her walk away from him again. He sighed, and made his way towards the Slytherin table, and took a seat beside his brother. "Hey." He said quietly. "How come you're not over with Victorie?" He asked, arching an eyebrow.

Matt shrugged. "She said she had to talk to Al about something." He replied, taking a sip from his glass. "That, and I needed to talk to you." He said, looking over at Kyle rather seriously. "Really, kid, you just need to suck it up, and take her out on a real date. So far, you guys have been talking, and hanging out. There hasn't been any real dates yet." He suggested. "Ask her to go to the Yule ball with you. I'm going with Vic, and Al is probably taking Alyss, so she'll be on her own... And we can't have that." Matt smiled a little, and glanced over at the red-head. "Vic already said she was going anyway. Might as well give her some company."

Kyle looked up at Alyss, as if she was speaking a whole different language. "Alyss, this is ME we're talking about here. When have I ever gotten what I wanted? When have I ever been not a complete social-retard? Going after what I want, isn't going to work, so I'm giving up." He said sarcastically. Though she had a point, Kyle knew that the gods weren't in his favour, and he and Rose would never work out. It killed him to think that way, but at least, he only had to spend a few more months in the same building as her. Then, he'd be on the road, with as many girls flocking to him as he could handel... Not that any of them could ever compare to Rose...

"Kyle, seriously." Matt said, dropping his fork to his plate with a loud clatter. Several first years looked over, their eyes wide with shock. "I'm getting really sick and tired of this 'my-life-sucks-because-I'm-a-rockstar' attitude. Suck it up, and ASK HER OUT. How else do you think I got Vic?" He said, looking over. "Stop feeling so bloody sorry for yourself, and just DO something about it. Whining isn't going to do you any good." Having finished his meal anyway, Matt stood from the table and pushed his chair back. "I'll be in the music room." He said, walking, or storming away. As much as he loved his brother, his attitude was driving him crazy latley. He did all he possibly could to cheer him up, and nothing worked. Even their music didn't help, it only seemed to make it worse. Sighing, Matt pushed the door to the music room open. He flopped down on the couch and picked up his guitar, playing something he'd heard a long time ago. Shockingly, Jay had introduced him to it one day back when the pair spoke like civil people.
"Oh I'm begging you no.
Theres more life left to go.
Oh, I'm begging you please.
'Cause I, I don't want you to leave." He sang softly, looking up at the sealing.