Catching the ball up with his foot and flicking it into his hands as he eventually caught up with it, Adam turned back to Tyler before beginning to spin the ball on his index finger. Looking between Tyler and the smashed up armour and back again, Adam found that to be honest, he wasn't that bothered. One of the teachers could probably fix it, but he wasn't even going to try.

Even if he'd've had a wand, that is.

"Haha, never here eh?" he said with a laugh, still spinning the ball. "Who's bothered anyway? I reckon we stay here, and then leg it if a teacher comes. But if I get expelled again, I'm blaming it on you."

"Just in case, you never know. Some of these teachers might have some weird tricks up their sleeves to know who did it," Ty laughed and nodded. There have been strange things going on already. Like the incident in Potions class and then he heard that the Ravenclaw Prefect was now missing. Something strange alright. "Fair enough," he chuckled when Ad said he'll blame him for getting expelled. "It's only a suit of armor, how much trouble can we get into besides a detention?"

"They might, they might," Adam agreed with a nod. "I actually wouldn't put it past them." Especially with what he'd heard about some of the school's history and everything. But just generally, as well, it did seem like something they'd do.

"I derno," he said darkly, thinking of the amount of detentions he'd got under his belt in Durmstrang. "But with a track record of trying to murder my Charms teacher when I was thirteen, I'm not sure what they could do to me." He grinned a little at the end. But seriously, he'd threatened to throw his teacher off the tower, but he wouldn't have actually done it. He was a kid for goodness sake!

"Anything is basically possible when you go to a magical school," Ty nodded and sighed. Yup, anything sure was possible. That was one of the reasons how he got kicked out of school. Plus, someone told on him. But whatever. "THey could do anything. They do hold more power than us here,"

With a sigh of slight frustration, Raven headed down to the dungeon corridor; carrying her bass, it was definitely interesting down here, cold yet somewhat relaxing for her although some people thought that she was slightly crazy for enjoying being down here, she was a Slytherin after all. She took a seat on the cold ground and leaned her bass against her stomach, then began playing a song that she had just finished writing while she was in Sydney, Australia.

Natasha walked along the dungeon corridor, not really going anywhere in particular. But she stopped when she saw a girl sitting on a bench playing a song. She actually looked sorta familiar. "Cool song," she said, with a smile.

Ziva was in search of Benjamin...the kid who had kicked the soccerball at her and injured her at the beginning of the school year. She hadn't gotten the chance to talk to him since the occurence. She tugged her sweater sleeves down to cover over her hands as she moved quickly through the dungeon corridor. Suddenly, she was tripping over a set of legs. Then, she was face to face with the dungeon corridor floor. "Gah." she muttered.

"Oh thanks." Raven said then looked up at who was talking to her and smirked slightly, she hadn't seen this girl since Diagon Alley and that just seemed like ages ago. "Tasha!!!! How have you been?" she asked curiously, continuing to play the song when out of the corner of her eye she noticed someone else heading down the corridor.

As she noticed the student trip over her legs, she chuckled ever so slightly; okay maybe that wasn't called for but hey, Raven Athlon was a Slytherin and there wasn't going to be any doubt of that anymore. "You alright there?" she asked in her thick Irish brogue, brushing some of the brown hair from her eyes and fixing her tie slightly; it seemed she was still able to stop people in their tracks although this wasn't the same idea.

When she said thank you, Natasha realised that it was Raven, the girl she'd met at Diagon Alley. She was just tired. "Hey Raven," she grinned. "I'm good. How about you? We're in the same house but it's been ages." She chuckled.

"I know haha, distractions do that to you; oh I'm just great, although my mind's still in Sydney, Australia from holidays. I spent my Christmas hanging out on the beach, fun times there haha." Raven said with a slight chuckle as she rested her bass against her stomach so that she wasn't going to be distracted while she was talking to Tasha.

Ziva pushed herself up from the cold dungeon corridor floor and onto her feet. She brushed off the front of her sweater, happy that there wasn't too much damage done to it. It was one of her favorite sweaters and she did not want it ruined. "Yeah, I'm prone to tripping. I'm alright." Ziva told her brushing off her jeans.

"Ah good then, you really should be careful down here.. you never know what or who is in the corridor." Raven said with a slight smirk once more, it was her attempt at scaring someone from staying out of the dungeon areas unless it was for class. She normally wouldn't do that but the evil in her wanted to show and she wasn't going to hold that back anymore, the Galway Academy version of Raven Athlon was coming to Hogwarts and people would fear her.

Ziva rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah." Ziva said trying to contain her annoyance with the Slytherin. She had a quite a few Slytherin friends, but there were still those Slytherins that she just couldn't stand to be around, and this was one of them. "Do you know where Pierre Devereux is? I can't find him." Ziva asked, she wasn't in the mood for searching for Benjamin anymore.

"Yeah, that's true." She said, chuckling. "Oh, well, Australia is pretty cool." SHe said, remembering when she'd been there. "And warm." Natasha said, with another laugh.

"Ummm no I don't actually, I think the last time I saw him was in the common room but I've not seen him sense. Sorry I can't be of much help to you." Raven said with a slight shrug, then leaned her head back against the cold, mossy dungeon wall and relaxed slightly; trying not to get stressed out about the stupidity that she had come across lately.

"For sure haha, I've actually got a house on the beach; it's absolutely enormous considering I only live there by myself. Ooh I've got pictures from my holidays." Raven said then took the pictures out of her pocket and handed them to Tasha to look at, she was super happy with how the pictures turned out and it wasn't because she took them even though she was a brilliant photographer.

"Oh really? That must be pretty cool. So, are you in Australia quite a lot, then?" She asked, curious. Ooh, photos! She grinned when Raven passed them to her and looked at them.

"Well pretty much every summer since I moved here from Kilkenny, Ireland; I've been in Australia. Can't stand the cold weather here in England so my parents had that house and for my 15th birthday, they gave me the deed to the house so now I own it." She said with a slight smile, remembering how that happened and she automatically began to remember all the work she did over the past two summers to rennovate the house.

"Uhm. Alright then." Ziva said, unsure of what to do next. "If you see him will you tell him I'm looking for him?" Ziva asked, hoping she would get a yes or no answer quickly so she could leave for her common room.

"Uhh sure, you never told me your name though so I can't exactly tell him that you're looking for him." Raven said as she finally continued her song, bringing her fingers quickly along the neck of the bass; not even looking at her bass anymore, she stared at the wall then started on a new song. She didn't exactly want to continue this conversation with this Hufflepuff anymore since the girl was totally bringing her mood down, it was absolutely ridiculous; all she wanted was to just be this crazy random girl now so that she could just play another happier song rather than a sad and frustrating one.

"Ziva Holden, fifth year badger." She said with a smile as she began to walk away. She somehow just said it all when people asked her name. She stretched her arms above her. Stopping dead in her tracks she turned around to face the girl.

"What's your favorite place you've been to?" she asked the girl, she wanted adventure this summer. Even though she'd be perfectly content with Florida beaches with Pierre.

"Nice to meet you Ziva, the name's Raven Athlon; sixth year Slytherin." She said with a slight smirk then played a new song after retrieving a pick from her pocket to be able to play her bass properly without ruining her fingernails anymore than she already had after playing for such a long time.

"Ummm, it would have to be New Zealand; I was actually there with my best friend Andi over the summer; such a gorgeous country, a little hot although that's to be expected compared to here." she added, a little questionning as to why the girl wanted to know that although it didn't really matter to Raven.

Ziva smiled and took a seat a few feet away from Raven as she talked. She nodded her head. "I prefer the heat versus this cold weather." Ziva smiled. "I was born in Kavala, Greece. So I'm rather used to the warm weather." Ziva told her.

"I just feel like the summers are too boring for the Holden family. I wanna get out there and see the world." Ziva declared with a large smile.

"Not me, I was born in Kilkenny, Ireland; not that hot there, rather cold but not as bad as it is over in Canada." Raven rested the bass against her stomach for the moment while she was talking to Ziva, she didn't think that it was very polite to continue playing a song while she was talking to someone.

"Well I don't have that problem, the Athlons take separate vacations; I've got a house on the beach in Sydney, Australia; now that's absolutely incredible there, if you are interested in surfing, there's plenty of people who could teach you if you don't already know."

Ugh.

Raiden made his way sleepily down the corridor, eyes only opening every few feet to make sure he wasn't about to fall over anything. Stupid... blue... mouse. He'd been up last night, running around the school until the last possible minute (couldn't be caught out after curfew now, could he) looking for the thing... which was still nowhere to be found. After that, he'd had to stay up another two or three hours to finish off some homework... the result was a very sleepy kitty!man who had forgotten his bag in his dorm.

Couldn't go to class without books, could he.

One hand over his mouth to hide a yawn, he wobbled toward the common room, hoping that Merlin was going to be merciful and let there be coffee at the table when he got up to the Great Hall for a quick breakfast.

"Kilkenny, Ireland. I've been there." Ziva smiled. "Ireland is gorgeous." Ziva said with a nod of the head. "Asher, my brother, prefers to keep us together on vacations after what happened to our parents. But this past Christmas break we actually split. He and I went to Florida while my brother and cousin went with our maid to see her sons in Russia." Ziva told her. Hoping she wouldn't question about her parents.

"I can surf, I learned in Florida; I'm just not very good at it." Ziva said with a loud laugh that echoed down the dungeon corridor. Surely, if Pierre was anywhere near, he'd coming to find her. Her laugh was loud and distinct enough for anyone who was friends with her to find her by using the sound of her laugh.