She sighed. "I'm sorry I was snappy with you. I thought you weren't taking me serious and that upset me. I'm glad you will be there to perform." She grabbed her into a big squishy hug.

Whit couldn't help but laugh when Lima pulled her into a squishy hug. There was no way she could ever be mad at her. "It's alright,I just assumed you were joking about the band is all,but I'd be glad to sing and play for you." Even if her mother didn't allow her, though she had a feeling she would. Whit suddenly felt her stomach rumbling and realized it'd been a couple of hours since she last ate.When wasn't she hungry or eating? (;]) "Okie dokie Lima,it is my dinner time and I am starving,I should probably go get something to eat." Before saying goodbye she hugged her again, "Can't wait for the tour. Bye!!!" she yelled almost running down to the Great Hall to get something to eat. When she was hungry,she was hungry.

She smiled. "Of course I wasn't joking though. I really do want you in my band. I'm happy you will play." Then Whit mentioned going off to eat. She snorted. Whit was just like her. "See you later," she said waving and starting towards her Common Room.

Uugghhhh... How am I going to run around the castle again without getting tired? She was taking alot of deep breaths, her chest was almost hurting.
But no, she had to make it through, even though Miranda was only on the first floor corridor. Heh.

She walked up to the middle of the corridor, looked at the walls and decided to stick her poster here. Yes, this will do nicely!

http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/l...f_Q_poster.jpg

And with that she scuttled away for more sticking!

It was spring and she should be happy, but she wasn't. She had a good CoMC lesson where she got to see her father's favorite dragon, but seeing all those quidditch posters up everywhere made her spirits dip, and she tried not to cry as she fingered the Slytherin poster. She hadn't been able to get one snitch and she had been shown up by a first year. It hadn't been so bad losing to Gryffindor, Gwen was older and had been on the team for years. But the look on Clifford's face after that last game had really hurt her feelings.

She sniffed as she looked at the poster.

Man with a dog...man with a dog...what could it mean? Aggie was lost in thought as she turned the corner and begain wandering down the first floor corridor. She side-stepped a few people and then proceeded for the stairs leading up to the second floor. Only she stopped when something caught her attention. A soft sniffing sound. She blinked herself out of her thoughts and turned around. "Something wrong? Need help with something? "

Oh no, Paris though. Someone heard me crying! That was worse than losing that game. She wiped at her eyes hastily as she turned around to face the girl that spoke to her. She hoped her eyes weren't red and puffy from crying. "No I'm alright," she said softly not having the energy to be mean and snappy with her.

Paris nodded. "Yeah I'm sure," She told her. She should have walked back to her common room if she was going to cry, but the sight of the poster just brought put her soft, gooey inside and she couldn't help but cry. If it were any other day Paris would have coped an attitude at the girl for thinking she was a baby who could be bought with cookies and milk, but this Gryffindor was the first person to really be nice to her for no reason at all and she couldn't find it in herself to be mean and nasty for no good reason. "Ok," she smiled softly. "Hot chocolate would be nice." she offered.

“Excellent!” Aggie even clapped her hands a little. Company was company, even if said company didn’t seem to be in the best of moods. The fact that Aggie’s quest was delayed just a little bit didn’t bother her at all. “So do you prefer your cocoa with marshmallows or whippinged cream?” she asked casually falling into step with the girl next to her. It was a question of curiosity and one to fill the silence that had settled between them. “I like my tea with milk mostly. I do hope they have something that’s not strawberry tea brewed. Have you noticed the house elves have brewed that a lot this year? Silly isn’t it?”

She actually brightened at the girl's enthusiasm. It was refreshing that someone wanted to spend time with it. It seemed she had been stalking around the castle by herself these days. "I like whipped cream. My dad always makes my initials on top of my cocoa," She told her warmly. Thinking about her ad made her feel good inside. She pulled a face. "I hate tea actually. Never drink the stuff." She told her. "I like coffee too. My mom and dad drink it like mad." Her dad was always grumbling about the coffee at work.

Next post down by the kitchens?
 

“I’m not a fan of coffee to much myself. It’s bitter and it makes people hyper.” Aggie lead the way around a corner to the stairs that would take them down to the kitchens. She got an odd idea as they started descending the stairs. “Say, do know a man with a dog?”

Spence walked down the hallway, heading for the stairs. She hummed as she walked. She thought of what Brandon was up to. They hadn't talked lately.

Jillian walked up to the first floor corridor with a mischievous grin on her face. She posted up a POGREBIN! poster:

Nudging the pogrebin out of the way in irritation, Ethan eyed the prefect with the tiniest twinkle of sardonic amusement. She was giving him advice. How Hufflepuff! "Why thank you. I'll keep that in mind. "

Actually, Zan was fairly certain that moving around a lot would be a mistake, Kazimeriz would instantly use such a tactic to his advantage. Fancy footwork only went so far in a real duel. He started to walk towards the Dueling Arena.

"Keep the book, I have plenty of books. you have to start somewhere, no?"

"Er...yeah sorry" she said giving him a sheepish look. "You probably already have a plan worked out. Like you need a sixteen year old telling you how to duel." Kayla stopped outside the dueling arena and looked up at Truebridge again.

"Thank you, I promise to take care real good care of it" she peered inside the arena and why now did it look so ominous? "If you - I mean when this is over, I wonder if I can speak to you about my career options? It seems that I am quite good at other things and now I am confused at to what path I should take."

in I goooo
 

"I don't have a plan, but I learned from the best." Truebridge told her, not even bothering to look in the arena as they stood there outside. "You had better." Ethan nodded, it was one of his hot buttons that people took care of books.

"Most certainly, but then you have a while to decide." Truebridge answered, turning to face Kayla once more, "Now if you will excuse me." He stepped inside the arena.

Kayla nodded unable to speak as she watched him step inside the arena and she leaned against the wall pressing her head against the stone. "Good luck Professor Truebridge" she whispered, still holding the dragon book in her arms. She wouldn't enter until Professor Kazimeriz got there, then she would quietly sneak in and watch probably the best duel Hogwarts will have seen in many, many years.