James looked at her, his eyebrows together, trying to figure what was with her. "Yeah, planing pranks," he replied. "Why are suddenly so giddy?" he asked.

"You're a girl," Noah replied, smiling. "I guess you're right about the talent thing, though. For a while there I thought my talent was being a dork."

Katilynn smiled. "Well your dad certainly must be popular" she said. "I'm Katilynn Greck" she said "and yes we've met but i didn't know if you remembered my name" she added with a small chuckle

Callum stood up, he was really tired. He stretched and gave a little yawn before waving goodbye to his fellow Gryffindors. He roamed the dark corridors toward the portrait of the fat lady. He grumbled, as he thought of the pile of homework he had to complete before bed. He climbed through the portrait hole and made his way to the best armchair in front of the fire, and pulled out some parchment and a quill. He sighed, and looked into the flames. He couldnt concentrate, he had other things on his mind.

James looked at her in his 'ok-whatever' expression. He smiled slightly, thinking whatever she was up too was a little strange. "Are you sure that's all?" he asked, his voice cracked in the middle of the sentence.

"I know what you mean, there," Noah said, noddind and grinning. "I came my second year, I do believe. Everything was flip-turned upside down, because Blake got me into singing...." he shrugged. "So, do you like music?"

"I'm good with names....most of the time," Blake replied with a chuckle. "And, my dad is. He's a producer of some shows in America, he just lived in Britian when he was younger, so he thought it better to send me here," he added. He sighed, wanting to go somewhere and sing. "What's your story?"

"Hey!" Gabby said. "Don't shout it!" she added and threw the pillow back. "Nothing really. What have you been doing?"

Katilynn smiled at him. "I'm really good with faces and names. I have this vivid imagination too" she said grinning. "My dad is German and my mom is french" she said grinning. "So I can speak both languages plus English quite well" she said with a small chuckle.

"Awesome! Of course you can speak English!" Blake said, chuckling. "I have an imagination, too. I also can beatbox....along with my friend, Noah. We like to have beatboxing contests," he smiled. "But that's our little secret," he added in a whisper, so only she could here.

Noah nodded. "Yeah, I'm the same way," he added. "I like certian old songs, certain new ones, and some inbetween. I'm cool like that," he added with another smile. He tryed one more attempt to move his hair out of the way of his green eyes.

Katilynn grinned and smiled at him. She leaned closer. "I'm afraid you'll have to explain to me what beatboxing is" she whispered smiling. She leaned back again. "I don't seem to know this" she added.

ooc: if you seriously don't know what it is and have high-speed internet, here is a link to a basically good example of Blake Lewis beatboxing well. (My parents don't like it, though I think it's pretty unique) Link=You Give Love a Bad Name

Blake chuckled. "Not a big fan of diverse singing, are you?" he asked. "Well, here's what it is, straight from the dictionary: 'Beatboxing is the vocal percussion of any type of music with a Drum Beat included. It is primarily concerned with the art of reproducing drum sounds using one's voice, mouth, and nasal cavity.' There, I memorized that so I wouldn't have to preform to the people who don't know what it is." He paused. "Would you like a performance, though?"

Noah looked at her, noticing the dazed look in her eyes. He smiled at her, tucking the peice of hair that he was struggling with behind his ear.

Katilynn smiled at him. "Sorry I love to listen to it I guess I've just never gotten into diverse singing" she said grinning. "and yes I would love a performance some time that would be great!" she said

"Um, well," Noah said, "Transfigurations, I suppose," he said. "Yours?"

Blake smiled. "OK," he said. "I'll pencil you in. Hey, what about coming to my band's practice tomorrow?" he asked.

Katilynn grinned. "Cool." she said grinning. She never talked so much to the same person in one sitting before. She was on a roll adn it was so easy to talk to him. "What time?" she asked. She really wanted to go and she would clear her schedule if she had to.

(last post)

"After class," Blake said. "Dippet's given us some time in the Room of Requirments, so we go and practice things in there. Say, do you know how to play an instrament?"

"Pretty cool," Noah nodded. "Though I'm a schmuck with animals and I accidentally hurt them, and they hurt me," he smiled, remembering the burn on his arm. He rolled his sleeve up and hid it with his hand. He actually thought Kendra was cool and cute, and he didn't really like her to see his 'schmuck scars', as he would say.

Katilynn smiled at him. "Okay cool I'll meet you guys in the Room of requirements after class" she said grinning. She smiled shyly at him. "Yeah but nothing your interested in I'm sure" she said with a grin.

Vaughun looked at Katilynn then at Aundrea "I'm heading off to bed, see you later." he stood, removed his broom and left the great hall.

ooc-is it morning or night? I'm getting confused.

"I-I'm always s-shy with girls I l-like." Peter replied, going a brilliant beatroot colour.

Remus didn't say anything for a moment, pondering over words. "They're hexed all our year brooms for Griffindor. Anyway, if I told you how I know, I'd lose what little mystery I have left." He smirked, grabbing his bag. "I'm going for my walk now, goodbye James; Sirius." He bent down and kissed Mariana on her cheek. "Goodbye Mariana." He smiled vaugely at everyone, before leaving the Great Hall.