"Oh, I'm sorry about that," Anya said sincerely. "Thank you," she said, taking a Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans.

"You know what!" she exclaimed,"We should go down to the lake!!"

YEAH! that would be so cool!" emily exclaimed "i don't think ive been down there yet, i cant remember" emily giggled

"Cool! Its so pretty in the evening!!" she said.

all right lets go! i'll meet you there!

Whoa, whoa. The girl was excusing herself, sort of apologizing, right? Em shook his head, in some sort of confussion moment of his head. "Hey, how about we call it a truce...?" He suggested, as handing her the bag and giving a smile. "I was distracted with this..." Em pointed towards the Charms Lessons book in his hand.... And then...he realized the book had closed during the quick reaction towards not falling on the girl.

"Hurt? No...not at all. I just got surprised, I guess...usually this common rooms is full and well..." He looked around, a few students were there, yet not as many as always.

"You?.." He cleared up his throat to rephrase his question, "...did you get hurt?" Em asked with kindness.

Adrienne watched the boy with an odd expression as he shok his head in response to her apology, wondering why exactly it seemed boys were acting so curious now. First Phoebus, and now this boy. Different weirdness, but it was still there. At least maybe the fact this boy didn't seem to be from England could explain it. At least, he didn't sound like he was from the area. So maybe she really only needed to figure out why Phoebus was acting weird.

As he spoke again, she broke free of her mental tangent and smiled back. "Okay, sure. Truce," she said with a little laugh, before glancing at the book he had indicated. "Do you have trouble with Charms, or is it just a subject you like?" If it was the former, she knew she could always try to help. Charms was one of her better subjects. But then he was answering her question about if he'd gotten hurt, and she nodded a little. "That's good. That you didn't get hurt. I'd hate to know that my stupidity hurt someone else." Since it was her bag that would have caused it, and her momentary klutziness that had caused it to be knocked over. And his observation about the common room was fairly accurate too. She may not have spent a lot of time in there, but she usually recalled it to be more crowded. Which could explain her not wanting to be in there a lot.

Her blue eyes went back to him as he asked if she was okay, and she nodded again. "No. I wasn't hurt. And neither was any of my things. I mean, I'd have a problem if my toe shoes were damaged. I can't do a lot without those." Other than not be able to practice her dancing if she found time again. But then she smiled, laughing a bit to herself as she realized once again it seemed she'd approached things oddly. "Here I am confessing things about myself, and I haven't even introduced myself," she said with another self-deprecating grin. "I'm Adrienne. It's nice to meet you . . ." She trailed off as she waited to see if he would supply a name. It would be so much easier than having to try and find it out any other way. And would raise less questions.

Satine walked in with an unusual smirk on her face. She just hadn't been herself since the meeting in classroom eleven which was more than evident by her new hair color. She walked over to a seat by the fireplace and pulled out a sheet of parchment as her chinchilla, Gemma, scrambled out of her bag. Gemma quickly curled up beside Satine and looked up at her questioningly. The chinchilla didn't like the new and half way mean Satine.

Satine ignored the attentions of the chinchilla and glanced around the room trying to figure out anyone in the room that was now her enemy...a thought that deep down inside was being faught but that couldn't breath in the clouds clouding her mind and emotions.

Hannah walked into the common room quietly. "Hello." she looked at Anya and Emily. "I'm Hannah...Sorry if it was a private conversation, but I couldn't help overhearing some of it... do you mind if I join you? I only came back yesturday and everything feels as new and strange as the day I started here..." she said shyly, her blue eyes showing how scared she was, and her brownish hair falling down her shoulders in waves.

Anise walked into the common room quietly. Searching for any first years who could join him.

Lily Walked into the Common room unsure of what to do.

"Awful distractions are running across my head at the moment..." Emiliano started to explain. "And it's the least I can do, be this nice to you and ask for apologies, my full responsibility." It was his side of being a gentleman showing there, right? The girl, neither seemed to be from the area. She had an accent, a curious FRENCH accent Emiliano catched from the second time she spoke. And what was she doing with ballet shoes anyways? Emiliano needed to know a bit more about her...just for curiousity.

"I love the subject, in fact. Yet, I need to keep practicing. My wand movement is not as fast as some students around here, it seems." He said, putting the book on a small table near to the headchair in front of the fireplace.

Emiliano nodded along with the girl. "I guess we all have a clutz inside of us..." He said with a small laugh, remembering how many times his weird life moments or objects, such as the toy balls had gotten him to meet all those people he got to be friends with. And time to think about Karma...they had bumped into each other. That was a laugh. "...though it helps us meet people who accept it." Em slightly smiled and shrugged, as he sat down and invited the girl to sit back down at her chair.

Ballet Dancer she was, eh? Interesting. Emiliano smiled, interested in how much she protected her shoes. "Well, again...I hope that you and your shoes didn't get damaged, it would have been a bit of a catastrophe...right?" He tried to be a little optimistic about it all. He couldn't be sad, it was almost Christmas. He chuckled as the girl realized that she was telling too much without introducing. "Nice to meet you, Adrienne...I'm Emiliano Saenz." He said her name after a few tries inside his head, though not as perfect as she had done so, though his name, he hoped was easy to pronounce to her.

"Blue eyes, ballet dancer...Ravenclaw...can I be anymore surprised?" Emiliano was smiling. Surely, all the girls he had met so far had a talent, were smart and were pretty, really pretty.

Her interest was piqued as the boy continued to try to take responsibility for the whole incident, or at least that was how Adrienne was choosing to look at it. In fact, she was just happy that someone was talking to her, even if they were acting slightly odd. At least he wasn't attacking her shoes, so he got points right there. Not that most people made a habit of annoying her about how she shouldn't be wearing her shoes. Just the one, and happily he couldn't get into their common room.

Tilting her head to one side a little as he spoke, she smiled. "And I can always claim that I was just as much at fault as you were," she pointed out. "But thank you. And I think you can assume you were forgiven." She was curious as to the distractions he had mentioned, but since she didn't really know him, other than knowing she didn't want to scare him, she wasn't about to do anything to discover what he was talking about. It hadn't worked very well with Torin, and there was no way she was going to be able to hide it if she kept the conversation going. So she was going to keep that secret for people she didn't like, for now.

"I'm fairly good at charms. At least, it's one of my better subjects. Living in the same household as my brother kind of makes a girl have to be good with a wand," she said with a little laugh. Since most of her spellcasting practice was more playing pranks on Riley, as opposed to really defending herself. But she still was pretty good at Charms. Better than she was at, oh, say Ancient Runes or Potions. "It's not always a matter of being quick. I mean, if you cast a spell quickly, but wrong, it's hardly going to get you anywhere." She laughed again as he spoke about klutziness and using it to meet people, though. "I guess. But it doesn't really look very good if you're a dancer, and yet seem to sometimes be a little accident-prone. Dangerous."

She settled back into her position on the couch as he sat down, curling up a little as she set her ballet shoes next to her and pulled her bag up next to the couch so it wouldn't trip anyone else. Always paid to be careful. "I appreciate the concern, Emiliano," she said as he introduced himself after another comment about her shoes and their involvement in their meeting. "Nope. They're perfectly fine, thankfully. If I'd damaged them, it would be horrible, since I've had these for ages." They were all broken in and if she had to replace them, it would almost be like replacing a limb. And then she laughed again at his thought process. "Why should that be surprising?" At least he wasn't saying that it was odd that she was a witch and yet a ballet dancer, like her brother always teased her about. But she wasn't sure what her eye color had to do with the whole thing.

Kel nodded slowly in response, leaning his head back against the wall and closing his eyes. "I was just making sure. You know me..." he trailed off, shrugging one shoulder lazily. He was silent for a second before he opened his eyes and looked over at Jenn. Stifling a yawn, he smiled. "So now that we're here, what do you wanna do?" He asked this retorically, knowing that what she wanted to do was talk...didn't all girls wanna talk?

"Why couldn't you sleep?" he asked, saying the first thing that came to his mind. "I mean, honestly, you look dead on your feet." he looked at her in concern, hoping she wouldn't take offense. "And I'm sure I'm not helping..." he did have a tendency to be very boring at times. And with as much time as Jenn spent with him, it was a real miracle she didn't get tired of him.

Anya walked into the common room and sat down in the same spot she was in when she talked to JD the other night. Hmm, JD, she hadn't seen him in a while. She let her mind wander as the orange flames filled her eyesight.

Why is all girls want to hang with me... JD thinks to himself. Aren't there any boys???

Walking into the common room after a long day of playing in the pumpkin patch and tossing pumpkins to the squid. And finishing the day by decorating their house's Christmas tree with Satine, he flops down onto the first squashy armchair, he sees. His wreathe hat, finally falling completely over his eyes, he doesn't even bother to move it so he can see.

Sighing contendly he leans his head back against the chair.

Hi Lily! How are you doing today?

Lily looked around and saw a young boy talking to her."I am very good thanks... Ansie right? How are you?" Lily asked

Perhaps the cold winter air wasn't what I needed. Mina was no even colder than before and she could feel her throat drying. How I do HATE being ill! Yet another thing to dampen her spirit. Loosen her scarf and unclasping her cloak, she sat down in one of the comfy armchairs in front of the fire. Letting her head fall back against its highback, she closed her eyes and let out a small sigh. Her hands mindless rummaging through the pockets of her cloak, which happened to be draped over her lap along with her scarf. Her fingers ran across the small packages she had shrunk from her visit into Hogsmeade and rested around the small camera. All my picture so far have been so so, why can't I find something with more wow? She really did feel she wasn't doing at all well with this assignment and that worried her so.

Letting out the breath she didn't even realize she was holding, she opened her eyes and noticed the boy sitting not far from her. Tilting her head in curiosity, she smiled. Doesn't he look cute like that. Wait, is that our Seeker? She hadn't been formally introduced to JD, but she did recall he did make their house Quidditch team. Pulling her camera out and centering the picture she snapped a quick shot. At least it's a cute picture. Placing the camera back in her lap, she looked into the fire. I feel way too tired to do anything. Yes it was a surefire sign of illness to come and she did really hate being ill. She really didn't plan on ever having to visit the Hospital wing during her time here, let alone her first year. If I don't feel better tomorrow, I'll go down and get checked out. Well at least that's what she intended on doing but then again she also intended on making numerous friends and she hadn't even accomplished that yet.

"Are you ok?" Anya asked JD. "You look a little worn out," she laughed. Well, he had had a busy couple of days. First, they got lost in the corn maze together, and now he was throwing pumpkins into the lake.

"Did the squid ever show up?" she asked.

Hearing someone say his name, he perks up, and lifts up the Christmas wreathe from his eyes. Peeking out from under it, he sees Anya sitting down across from him.

Grinning at her, he pushes the wreathe higher on his head. "He didn't come up completely, but we did see his tentacles a few times. And his eyes peeked out once."

"Wait...were you there?" he asks confused. How did she know he was playing with the squid???

Anya laughed. "I was walking around the lake with Emily. I met her the other day and she had never been to the lake, which is my favorite place." She smiled, leaning her head back on her chair.

Leaning his back on the chair again causing the wreathe slide down, once again, he relaxes. "Do you have plans for the holidays?" he asks Anya.

Looking out at her from under the wreathe, he smiles to himself, thinking how cute she looks, curled up on the couch. Suddenly he realized, he hadn't even thought about Christmas. Oh, no...I should get her a gift...what do you get a girl, that you're supposedly going out with...what do you get a girl, period?

She looked over at him, and smiled softly, then leaned her head against the wall once again, yawnin as she looked around the room. She shrugged slowly, staring off at some random place on the floor. "I don't know. Maybe...talk? Or walk. Or talk and walk. Or sit and talk."she giggled softly, blinking and looking over at Kel. Well, she gave him options now didn't she?

Wow....boys could be so...oblivious. Sure she was tired...no more like exhasted, but after kissing Kel, she probably wouldn't be able to sleep cause her mind would be buzzing faster than a snitch that's super hyper. "Cause....well....I wouldn't be able to stop...you know...thinking and such. And well-"she looked over at him, giving him a look as he said he probably wasn't helping. Punching him lightly on the shoulder, before shoving him she sighed. "Your doing a brilliant job keeping me awake so stop being negative on yourself before I eat you alive."she said, smirking. "Your not boring Kel. If you were, then I probably wouldn't be here sitting with you. I love being with you Kel. Your veeeeery fun."

OHMEGEE! OHMEGEE!!!! Four down... one more to go!

She wanted those points. OH yes... Livvy wanted those points. No WAY was she going to let Slytherin win the cup this year. And plus... she wanted to actually do something this year, rather than be lazy. She was a Ravenclaw for Pete's Sake! Ravenclaws were supposed to study and do work! What sort of Ravenclaw would she be if she slacked off. A horrible one. That's for sure. Maybe that's why she hasn't ever been picked for any 'important' job.

Rosy cheeked from going outside, Livvy walked into the Common Room as she unwrapped her scarf from her neck and folded it into her arms. She pulled off her black knitted hat and shook her head to let her hair flow out to its original state. Now. The last picture.

Livvy glanced around the Common Room, looking for something suitable. And that's when she saw it. Her two friends. Sitting. In a tree. On a couch. Together. And they seemed to be devouring each other's faces just by looking at each other.

PEEEERRRFECT.

She hoped that her friends wouldn't mind being models for her. Even if they did. It wouldn't matter. Livvy would've had already sent it to Professor Dumont. Hehe.

She placed her hands on each side of the Polaroid camera that dangled from her neck on a black strap. Lifting it up, Livvy looked through it as she tried to get a good angle of both of their faces as the two looked into each others' eyes as they leaned against the wall. Smiling to herself, Livvy snapped a picture. As the picture came out, Livvy admired how it captured the mixed feelings and emotions that the two were experiencing. Ahhh... love. Even though Livvy wasn't a big fan of it, she was always happy when her friends went through it. Because, they were happy.

Hmm. Time to send the pictures in to the big ol' professor?

Yup yup yup. Livvy took the five pictures in her hands and went up to the Girl's Dormitory to prepare an owl.

"No," she sighed. "My parents are going to France this year to visit my aunt, so I'm staying here. What about you, JD?" she asked.

Christmas was sooner than she thought. She had to buy gifts for everyone. She had her little sister covered. A few chocolate frogs tied to her owl Bella would be enough for her. Just the sight of the owl put a smile on her face.