He stopped fiddling with her hair and instead ruffled the hair on her head, "Well, you did catch six snitches. I suppose it's only right that you're our Seeker." he said proudly.

"I don't spend much time in the common rooms, but I suppose I do miss sleeping on a proper bed." he said, shrugging again.

She wrinkled her nose when Nik ruffled her hair and ran her hand through it to get it to lay down right. "Thanks Nik." She said, sticking her tongue out at him. She looked around and spotted a pillow. Bending over, she picked it up and threw it at Nik, making sure nothing that could break was in the way.

"Your wel-" Nik's reply was cut short when a pillow collided straight with his face. He sat there gaping at her for a second and picked up the pillow by his feet. He contemplated throwing it back at her but decided against it. Instead he moved closer to her on the chair and stuffed the pillow on the top of her head and messed it around, successfully mussing her hair up. He moved back, clutching his stomach with one hand and his other hand clamped on his mouth, trying hard to stifle the laughter that had bubbled up inside at the sight of disheveled hair.

Christy bit her lip as he moved closer to her and gasped out loud when he put the pillow on her head and messed her hair up. "Uggggggh." She glared at him a minute then burst out laughing at the sight of him with his hand over his mouth and him clutching his stomach. She ran a hand through her hair and tried to stop laughing, after giggling for a few minutes. She couldn;t stop and gasped for breath.

When he saw her expression he was forced to look away, or else he would never be able to control the laughter from erupting. After a while, he managed to get his breathing steady and stop the laughter, when she began giggling he moved beside her again and put his hand over her mouth lightly, "Shhhh...I hear the librarian here is willing to hex people's limbs off for disturbing the peace." he whispered seriously, but the mischeivous glint in his eyes suggested otherwise.

Christy tried to talk through his hand, but all you could hear was mumbling. She blinked and shook her head to get his hand away from her mouth and blushed a bit. "I doubt she'd do it. It's not like we're being loud. We're just laughing, is that a crime?" She asked, tilting her head to the side at the mischeivous glint in his eyes.

Nik moved his hand and touched a strand of her hair, playing with the silkiness in between his fingers. "No, of course not, but the librarian in Durmstrang hexed me in the first week of first year because I was breathing too loud." he chuckled at the memory, "and for the next 2 years I was there I never entered the library again."

Christy smiled. "Yeah, I sorta know how that is. I was a trouble maker at my old school. I 'accidentally' spilled some ink on my potions teacher. I got banned from the class and had to apologize in front of the WHOLE class. It was pretty funny." She smirked at the memory. "You must really like my hair, don't you?"

Nik nodded and continued to twirl her hair around his fingers, "I can't see you as a trouble maker though." he said, smiling down at her, "that must be something very interesting to watch."

She raised her eyebrow at his comment. "Yeah, well. I think I've calmed down since I came here. My other school was so.....boring. There were only about 100 students there. This place is so...awesome. So many places to explore. My old school was small. I love it here, but I miss it there." She shrugged and smiled at him. "It was interesting to do. My old teacher was such a bore. Ugh. Her voice was like nails on a chalkboard."

Jordana entered the library and stood in the entrance for a moment while she decided where she wanted to sit. After a short moment she began making her way to a secluded corner.

She walked over to a large puffy chair and set her bag down on the small table that was in front of her. She looked around and made sure that the librarian wasn't around. Don't think I should be sitting this way, but I want to be comfortable. she thought to herself with a sneaky smile. She sat in the chair Indian style and reached into her bag for her Herbology book. She sat down with her book and began to read.

Allie lit her wand and began to read. She couldn't sleep she she decided to help her brain. She read for a while in the corner, then sleepy enough, returned to the sleeping bag.

After about 3 hours of sitting and reading and taking notes, Jordana looked up and around the library. She stretched her arms up over her head and tilted her head from side to side. She turned around and didn't see anyone else in the library. This is an easy job, she thought to herself with a smile. Seemed like no one ever went into the library. Of course she knew this wasn't true but still thought it none the less. She put her book back in her bag and stood up. She grabbed her bag swung it over one shoulder and began to leave the library. "I think I'll go outside." she said to herself in a hushed voice as she ran her fingers through her hair.

Marek stared at the ground, his dirty-blond hair falling into his face and eyes. ..I haven't.. where.. eh? Marek thought to himself, as he picked his head up right in time to see he was about to crash into a girl leaving. He stopped himself by stopping quickly, but the books he was carrying fell to the ground. He paused, staring at the girl with his dark eyes, before flicking his gaze down as he bent to pick up his books. "I'm sorry," he apologized to her, even though she didn't do anything, then stood back up, missing the paper on the ground that fell from his hands before. "I didn't bump into you, did I?" he asked her, raising an eyebrow in a concerned fashion.

Alyssa walked into the library with her books. She sat down at the table near the window and started to read.

Jordana starred at the boy as his books fell to the floor. She felt as if it happened in slow motion. She wanted to lunge for the books but as she watched them fall she felt that she couldn't move. When the boy apologized for dropping his books she said, "Oh...Um..its ok." She watched him pick up his books and as he stood up she looked at him and could see that he had failed to pick up a piece of paper. She bent down and picked up the paper and handed it to him. Jordana smiled at the boy. "No you didn't bump into me. Here I believe this is yours." she said to him as she handed him the paper.

"I'm Jordana Cruz, by the way." she said to him as she extended her hand and gave him a smile.

"Hi Jor. How are you? What are you doing?" Phoebe asked. "Do you mind if I join you?"

Jordana waiting for the boys reply tore her gaze from him when she heard a familiar voice. "Oh...Hi Pheebs. I was just leaving. I've been in here all day and was going to go to the Fruitsy Tree Grove." she said to her as she looked back at the boy. "Well it was nice, um...kind of not bumping into to you." she said with a slight laugh. "See you around." She smiled at the boy as she walked away and grabbed Pheebs arm and pulled her towards the library entrance. She whispered to Pheebs, "Lets go to the Tree grove."

"o.k, Sure. Have you done the History of Magic homework. I thought that History of Magic would of been boring, It wasn't though." She said walking out with Jor. "How have you been?"

Nik nodded as he listened to what she said. He laughed, then his eye caught the time on his watch and he stopped. Frowning, he registered the time and hastily got up, "Christy, it's been a pleasure talking to you...but I'm afraid my father is expecting a letter." He said, bending over to give her a light hug before turning around and heading out of the library.

Alanna lookedfor the darkest corner she could find in the library. A dimly lit lamp, casting a thin yellow light through the corner, was in the darkest, most hidden corner. She shut off the light so that it was almost pitchblack, except for the dusty shadows that seemed tobe following her today. She sat in the chair that was there, relaxing in the darkness. The darkness was calm and comforting.

Marek stole a glance to his right and left side, before entering the Hogwarts Library - again. As much as he wouldn't admit it to anyone, he kind of liked coming here. It was so.. relaxing and full of knowledge - much of which Marek wished he was both. He sighed, before continuing on his way to the back of the library, reliving the events that happened the day before. In the Three Broomsticks.. with Cadence and Serena and Evan. .. She didn't have to make such a big deal, he thought to himself, a frown overcoming his usually calm - and grinning - face. He softened his look, as he peered down at his arms, pulling down his coat over his arm again. With a sigh, he found an empty table in the back, which had a light over it, but was quiet and a bit dark. He took a seat, automatically coming to his senses and sitting upright, but, when glancing around, he gave a shrug and slouched down, reaching for a book that was left on the table - something about diseases and the mental state of the mind - and opened it up, but not really reading any of it.

Serena walked into the library and headed toward one of the quiet corners. She needed some time to think as well as something to take her mind off of recent events. Taking a book out of her bag, she turned a corner and quickly pulled back into the shadows as she spotted Marek. Debating with herself for a moment, she finally decided to approach him. If he didn't want to talk, he'd just have to say so and she would leave. It was really no skin off of her nose but she hated to see people upset. She quietly walked up to the table and set her books down across from him. "Hello Marek."

Marek jerked back to reality, when he heard the familier voice speak his name. He stared straight ahead, before gazing up at Serena. He blinked, then flicked his gaze to her books, before squirming a bit uncomfortably. "Um. Hello, Serena," he greeted her, in the same dull voice she used when she greeted him. He slid his book away, before gesturing to the more room the table had. "You can sit, if you'd like," he offered, before placing an elbow on the table and clenching his fist, so he leaned his cheek on his fist, and the other hand - the one with the coat pulled way down - was still by his side. "So, eh, how.. are you?" He asked, trying to start a civil conversation.

Tina followed Serena inside the library...all the way to the library corners. Maybe I should just back off? she thought fighting the urge to turn around and forget about talking to Serena. Asking a prefect was always the last action Tina took when she was desperate. It didn't help that she was having beef with this particular prefects' boyfriend. Setting her personal feelings aside, Tina shrugged and looked over to where Serena walked. "Marek?" she said softly to herself, shocked to see his face expression.

Walking over to both of them she said, "Hey guys..."

~~RQT