After Raiden had run off to help Kellen, she had got back on her broom and flew around attacking other unexpected students. That and gathering more utensils to use as weapons. Half-way through her attack she glanced back over to her friends only to see one of them bleeding. Oh noes. Flying over, she hovered near to group with her eyes on Raiden.

Well, this was certainly fun all of a sudden. Kellen felt bad for Raiden, sure he did, but it was a nosebleed. It could be fixed pretty simply. No need to stop the whole battle, right?

He scooted over and sat beside Sabel, poking the boy in the side, "I was kidding. Jeez," poke, "don't be so angsty," poke, "you were bad enough at the beginning of summer," another poke.

"Raiden'll be fine. He's got a nosebleed. I've probably got interior hemorrhaging of the brain." It wasn't that he didn't feel sorry for Raiden, just... for goodness sake, they were swinging pots and pans at each other. Was it just dawning on people now that they could get hurt?

Boys are. SO. Heartless.

"He's got blood all over his face," Gold said, sullenly. "It's nothing big, but he's bleeding. He needs to let me fix that up." She crossed her arms against her chest, though it was clear that she was no longer in a good mood, and wouldn't fix Raiden's nosebleed, even if he asked, now.

She was done, offering her services.

Especially when they were getting turned down, anyway.

AND, would someone please explain? How on EARTH had Raiden gotten the nosebleed, in the first place? He had been attacking her with pillows, she had been shielding herself with the cake-pan, and then what? But at least Kellen was right. Interior hemorrhaging of the brain. That had definitely happened. Not right now, though. Long, LONG ago. She gave everyone a look and moved away.

Meh.

So Raiden was going to be okay. That was good. Well, aside from looking sore, the nose wasn't broken was it? He imagined if it was, Gold wouldn't be nicely asking Raiden to go to the infirmiry.

Tilting his head, Sabel cast a sidelong grin at Kellen as the boy sat down beside him and started a poking war. "You've always had hemorrhaging of the brain." He mused, giving a light jab to the other boy's ribs. He had forgotten how easy Kellen took life. "And I was rather upity this summer." Poke. "It was you who got angsty when you were turned into a moose." Poke poke.

"I don't doubt that you are good at healing magic," Raiden murmured, his head leaned back slightly. His eyes were watering, something that irked him because it made things blurry. Guh. "I'll be fine, Gold. It's fine... Really. It doesn't feel broken or anything bad. It's just bleeding."

It didn't really hurt all that much after the initial shock of her chucking the cake pan in his face had worn off.

It would stop bleeding in a minute... probably bruise later, but that was easily fixed. He had bruise paste in his bag. He'd taken to carrying it around last term, especially after the whole debacle with Arya, Ivory and Sabel in the dungeons.

He didn't even notice that she seemed grumpy, as focused as he was on feeling the bridge of his nose.

Selena gave a nod and glanced up. Noting how he carried out his moves she took a side step then his his arm. "Royals? Like archery?" Selena said. She loved archery. Though she was still practicing.

Oliver had lots of nemeses? Hmm.. wonder why? Good job Lori wasn't around with those shoes of hers. Heh.

The young Gryffindor boy appeared to have stayed to help him out which Oliver was grateful for... and the kid was good at this. Very good.

Glancing around as the Gryff took on Dillon, he saw that Trixie was back on her feet and seemed to be have mucho fun fighting with a young Ravenclaw. Awesome. Hehe. Oh but revenge would be his. Oh yes, it would. Mwhahaha!

The Slytherin took the opportunity to run at the girl, pillow held over his chest so he wouldn't hurt her too much on impact and attempted to knock her off her feet once again.


'Green is for envy and you're full of it?' That was funneh. “Yeah.. and what am I supposed to be envious of? You?” He spat and then laughed mock supervillain style. Cackle. Oh he would made such an awesome supervillain.

When he swung the rolling pin he was aiming for the spatula not William, but he missed anyway as the kid jumped back. Oliver smirked. What the hell was that green stuff? It looked like the warpaint he had on his cheeks.

“Come on then.” he taunted the boy and beckoned him towards him. “Lets see what you got, Nerd Boy.” hehe.. cos he was a Ravenclaw and they were all nerds, right? And so the kid was running at him and Oliver held out his Star Wars pillow to protect himself (yeah, cos he wasn't a nerd himself). He side stepped to avoid being bowled over but the kid managed to smear the snot looking paste onto his snakey apron. Ooh but it smelled nice. He stuck his finger in it and popped it in his mouth. Minty... and sugary - yummeh. Just what the sugar-allergic twitchy boy needed. He grinned at William. “You, sir, will pay for that.” He said dropping his Scottish lilt and donning a posh English accent. He swung his pillow over his head and thwacked it towards William's head.


Urgh the kid was glaring daggers at him. ...But there was nothing new there, was there? Oliver pulled a stupid face at the boy. Meh.. as if he cared what Dillon thought of him. He was pretty darn sure that Sarah hadn't meant to hurt Dillon, afterall he knew what it was like when she really meant it. Guh. Digz retaliation on the other hand... well...

Groooooaaaan... Oliver was on the ground AGAIN! And this time he wasn't laughing. This time he was in pain. He panted, winded from the blow to the chest with the rolling pin. He clawed at the baking tray covering his front (which, incidentally, was now bent) and yanked it off himself and cast it aside. He sat up and clutched at his chest. Merlin. Injuries before he was even on the Quidditch pitch. He screwed up his face and looked at his nephew who looked dazed and confused. Oh maan. “Digzy, mate.” Oh crap. He got to his feet with a groan as the blood rushed to his head and made him dizzy. He reached out a hand to help his little nephew up. “Are you ok? I didn't mean to hurt you, man.” crap crap crap crap crap...

Trixie smiled and nodded curtly at the Gryffindor. "Well thank you for being so civilized my dear knight" she giggled. He certainly behaved like a Knight at this very moment. Oh so noble. She finished with a little curtsy. This battle stuff was very fun, especially seeing as she was amongst friends and acquantances alike. She smiled once more and then turned back to join in with the rest of the fun!



Trixie was laughing when a pillow was shoved back into her face, and unable to see a pillow directed straight into her stomach. She was still giggling. Well it was more like a pillow fight then a battle now wasn't it? So eventually she rolled over at managed to get back up again, undamaged. No injuries to her head. Well good because she didn't want to have to spend another week in the hospital wing know that she has only just got out. So she hit the girl straight in the back and giggled mischievously as she turned to look for Oliver.



And she didn't have to wait for long seeing as the Slytherin was charging straight at her, pillow across his stomach. "AHH!!" she let out a giggly scream as the Captain headed straight for her. Noooo!! She would get her revenge. But as soon as she looked for an escape, he had barged straight into her and the girl fell straight back on the grassy bank laughing hysterically again. Seriously, this was the most fun she'd ever had. Not that she could remember having a funner memory but at least this provided her with a brand new one to remember. "Oliver!!!" she complained. "Another great shot" she giggled looking back up at the Slytherin.

This kid was evil... EVIL!

And there was Sarah thinking this lesson was meant to be about fun.Obviously no-one had told him.As she watched her attack be sidestepped, Sarah grunted and went to swing the broom around for another go.But his next action stopped her in her tracks.

With a look of pure loathing, the kid swung a pan AT HER FACE.Eyes widening in horror, she made a futile attempt to pull her pillow up for protection.Appearing to happen in slow motion, Sarah lowered her head at the same time, praying the colander would help keep her head in one shape.

Then it hit.CLANGGGGGG.

The colander shook with the force, and the edge of it cut into her forehead, sending a slow stream of blood dripping into her eye.Momentarily stunned, Sarah dropped to one knee, blinking several times, and wiping the blood on the sleeve of her robes.Hearing Oliver tell off Diggy, Sarah looked back up.Now she was angry.Now this kid would be sorry.

But before she had a chance to do anything, Oliver and Diggy were going at each other.Now he had a ROLLING PIN? This was ridiculous.Sarah gasped as her snakey friend went crashing to the ground, then secretly cheered when he took the legs out from under his housemate.The thump to theground he received was nothing less than he deserved.

"Oliverrrrrrrr.Your mate is a nutter.N.U.T.T.E.RRRRRRRR!!!!" Sarah screeched, blood still trickling down the side of her face from the inch long cut above her eye.This had just become NOT fun.This had just resulted in a headache of giant proportions.

Okay.So she had had her back to Professor Lainey, which might not have been the best idea, considering her envious looks towards Sarah's colander in the kitchens.But even she hadn't been expecting to get whacked on the bum!

Feeling the prickly smack, Sarah spun around to see a cackling Professor skipping off, looking ecstatic.Should she do something? DARE she do something? Oh YES, she might.

Running after her, well okay waddling, Sarah just caught up with her as she got to another student with her broom.This called for a pillow attack...

Swinging it around her back to generate extra force, she let fly with the puffy daisy covered thing, and aimed a decent smack at the back of the teachers head.It wouldn't hurt, but it would make Sarah feel better. "Hahahaha."

Woah... down she went. Awesome.

Oliver chuckled at Trixie's words. “What can I say? I'm awesome like that.” And modest too. Hehe.

He went into the pocket of his apron (which he had decided he was going to filcher once this was all over) and, oooh, what was this? Clothes pegs! Snicker. He got a wicked look in his green eyes and began to launch them one at at time at Trixie. "Take that, heathen."

Trixie rolled her eyes. "That's what you say Oliver" she laughed and rolled over to avoid the clothes peg ambush that was coming her way. She grabbed her pillow and chucked it straight at Olivers face. "And you take that...." she couldn't think of an insult good enough. "Nemesis" yeah that would have to do. She giggled like mad again as clothes pegs were launced at her. "Time to hang out the washing" she said poking her tongue out at Oliver.

Oliver raised and eyebrow but couldn't help giggling like a muggle schoolgirl at Trixie's words... and especially when she launched a pillow at him. It hit him in the face before it landed in his arms and he tucked it under his arm for later. Now he had two. Hehe.

Oliver crinkled his nose when she poked her tongue at him. “Jus' for that..” He said and got closer so he could swing both pillows at her. “You deserve this.” THWACK! He laughed like an idiot. Maan, all this laughter had to be good therapy.


Merlin, things were reh-eally starting to get out of hand. Oliver grimaced as the colander protecting Sarah's head made a resounding CLANG when Dillon's pan made contact. What the hell it must have sounded like to her!? And what if she hadn't ducked!? - that would have been her face! Then he saw it... blood. Oh man. He was about to go and see if she was ok when Dillon was on him and their little scrap took place.

Digz was down and Oliver was back on his feet, attempting to help the kid to stand. He heard Sarah and sort of grimaced a bit at her words. He agreed that Digz was taking this too far, but the kid wasn't usually like this. Yeah, he could be hot headed and had a short fuse with Oliver but he was still family! Guh.

He looked at the rather dazed looking Dillon on the ground and beckoned Sarah over so he could take a look at her face which didn't look good from where he was standing. He knew a few healing charms, albeit weak ones, because it was useful when you were accident prone and had a fear of medical things. Maybe he should introduce the pair and try and diffuse the situation a bit...

Ohhh em geeee! Where had Ella been this whole time when this huge awesomeness was happening in the grounds? *flies in*

After adjusting the frying pan on her head for protection, she strode into the battle that had already began. And ooh hello, there was Trixie, her loverly cousin. Mwa haha. With a swing of her pillow, she smacked her pillow into the back of her head and laughed evilly. Now that would of taken her by surprise. "Oh hey Trixie." She said with a grin. It was quite a hard hit actually, probably would of knocked the rest of her tiny brain out. Hehe.

"Well wrong idea you came here." she laughed while still trying to whack her and some people. Upon hearing Professor Lainey she remembered.
"Right! The Hermione from The Battle of Hogwarts! How Cool is that?" what a cool trivia!

Grabbing a Big Pillow she threw it randomly.
'Wonder who will get hit' she thought.

Trixie held her hands out protectively in front of her face as she realised Oliver now had both pillows and she had absolutely none. "OK now that's not fair" she complained giving him a little joking glare and throwing back the clothes pegs that he had just thrown at her back at him. "MWHAHA" she laughed. Then she rolled over so she was lying on her front.



But it was too late and then she felt a smack on the back of her head. She turned around just about to blame Oliver but she saw someone else who she hadn't expected to see. "Ella. Are you trying to make me forget you as well?" she asked laughing slightly and eying the pillow that was still in Olivers hand. She threw back a few of the escaped clothes peg laughing hysterically.

She sat up and yanked the pillow out of Olivers hand but couldn't actually stand up again. "Oliver. A little help here?" she giggled. Now she needed to get back at two Slytherins.



Then came another ambush from another pillow as feathers went flying everywhere in her hair. SO she picked up more clothes pegs and just chucked them randomly at the culprit of the pillow. "Take that!" she giggled.

See, this was why Kellen would never understand girls. They would quite willingly beat the snot out of people, and then get all grumpy and look-y when one of those people got hurt. As in bleeding-hurt. Multiple hits to the head with a frying pan didn't count. Apparently. Girls were weird.

"Oh sure, insult the genius," Kellen returned jokingly to Sabel, shrugging as Gold walked off, "by all means, go ahead. My shoulders are broad." Parry poke. Return own poke, "I was not angsty," poke, "I was disturbed." Poke poke, "Disturbed at how much lettuce and cabbage I suddenly wanted to eat." Poke. "At least I didn't trip over tree roots and try to join a flock."

Kellen looked over at Raiden, keeping a hand ready to defend against Sabel-pokes, and called, "Raiden! Come sit! Your heart won't have to work as hard and the bleeding'll slow down." And then Raiden could sit on the other side of Sabel, and their good friend Dakest could know what it felt like to be double-teamed. Poke-war style, that is.

HEADACHE.

Oddly enough, she wasn't so concerned about the blood, even though she couldn't actually open her eye as it had stuck together, and the cut wasn't very big.But her head was still throbbing, and her ears still ringing from the impact.The HARD impact.

She'd said it before, but she'd say it again. "Nutter," mumbled this time, as she watched Oliver stick a hand out to pull the kid off the floor.If it had been up to her, of course, he'd have stayed there.But Oliver obviously knew him better, and wanted to help.

Help her too it seemed.Blinking her one open eye in his direction, she nodded at his 'come here' gesture.Hopefully no-one would try and get her on the way over, as she was SOOO not in the mood for it now.The fun aspect had totally gone in that one moment, and anyone attempting to hit her would get it with both barrels.Professor or no Professor around.

Walking slowly over towards Oliver, Sarah leant on the broom she still had in her hand, as she smiled at him. "What is his problem?" she asked, pointing a mittened thumb in Diggy's direction. "I mean, where is the fun in THIS?!" Sarah gestured at her forehead and grunted her disapproval.

"Maybe." Ella giggled. "You'll end up forgetting how to walk and talk after today." Now that would be funny, even if it was pretty unfortunate. Oh goodness, now she was being pelted with clothes pegs? Ouch they hurt a little, but Ella continued to laugh then tackled Trixie with her pillow. Now... what to use for a weapon now??

As she managed to escape the clothes peg attack and sucessfully get Trixie back with a just as effective pillow attack, she eyed the boy who was with Trixie, wasn't that the Quidditch Captain? Meh. Two against one? Not at all fair. But Ella was sure that she could take them both down.

Well at least now she knew who the Big Pillow went to..
Taking a lid of a pan she tried to shield herself. "Ah! Too Strong!" Dianna rode on her broom again and started throwing spoons at the older student and at some other people nearby.

Trixie frowned slightly. "That's not funny Ella. I'm trying to deal with what i've already lost!" she was actually quite angry with Ella's comment. It upset her enough already and she didn't want to be even more depresses. Trixie pushed the pillow attack away as she continued to throw pegs and one hit Ella square in the face. "Haha" she laughed. "Sweet Revenge" she laughed.



And another attack from a different direction. "HELP! I'm being ambushed" she called out to no one in particular. Hopefully some kind Gryffindor. Or quite possible Oliver. Where had that Ravenclaw gone as well? She managed to roll her way out of the attacks from the spoon. "Blimey if one lf them does hit me I will loose the rest of my memory" she giggled slightly but was completely serious. She continued to chuck the clothes pegs. "Take that Nemesisshe laughed.

Hehe! Ella had just made Trixie mad and she had only been here for about 2 minutes. Things were normal then. She could go on to talk about her condition, but a peg smacked her directly in the face. "Ouch!" She said, dropping her pillow and holding her nose. She frowned at Trixie then debated whether to take the frying pan off her head and lob that at her. Now that would mess up her memory. Nah, she wasn't that harsh.

She dug into her pocket to find something worth throwing back at the girl. Oh she had a large spoon! Good thing she was prepared for this battle. She threw the spoon directly at Trixie and laughed loudly. That would hurt.

"Brave little Blondey are ya?" she said as she continued to send back as much pegs as possible.
Ooff
a peg just hit her broom and being and old one it headed towards ground.
"It was nice knowing you broom" as she jumped and landed just a few feet away from the older Slytherin.
"Hi I'm Dianna." sounding as normaly as possible while trying to whack everyone with her spoon.

Jacob swung his broom around trying to hit whoever had hit him in the back of the head. He saw a glimpse of Keeley and started to run. She was going to kill him. Jacob started to galop away 'come on cut her head off' eek the voice was back ... 'you know, your breath smells' he thought at the voice in his head ... 'well its very good you don't brush my teeth' the voice retorted... the voice was so distracting

Jacob started collecting dropped objects, and put them in his pillow for a better hit. AHHH! He was being ambushed. 'Oh yes The almost brave Sir Jacob was being attacked.'... go away you stupid voice! Looking around he saw Mina Crawling poking people in their ankles. 'Cowardace Feind' the voice rang in his head... "I know, right" he whispered... 'I was talking about you'... Jacob took the broom and stuck it in the ground in front of Mina. "You know thats rather unfair, you silly Kanigit" he said refering to her poking at the ankles. Jacob took an awkward stance and said. "Get up and fight like a man." well she wasn't really a man, but she knew he meant right?

ooc: dont mind jacob talking to himself, he's gone nuts.

Trixie glared slightly but laughed as the peg hit her in the face. "HA!!!!" she laughed. "Serves you right" she said poking out her tongue an rolling down the hill slightly. Gah why was she still on the floor? Grr Oliver just help her up already. But a spoon hit the Slytherin. "OWWW!!!" she complained. "ELLA that's flipping hard" she growled and chucked back a pillow she found by some first year. Oh well. Shouldn't leave weapons unattended.



Trixie rolled her eyes. "Hair colour has nothing to to with this but yes I am" she laughed then pondered a little. "At least I think I am" she debated. She's have to ask Ella that one, not that she'd be given the truth. Stupid memory loss. She watched as the broom flew off, glad she hadn't bought her expensive new one. "Hi Dianna I'm Trixie" she smiled whilst dodging oncoming attacks from Ella.

Ella was about to retaliate to Trixie's smugness but was immediately satisfied when the spoon hit her. "Yeah well, my nose still hurts from tha-" She began then fell back onto the ground as a pillow hit her mid-sentence. That shouldn't have knocked her down, but the element of surprise was to blame. As Trixie began to talk to someone else, Ella got up and threw a lolly pop at her. Seriously! She was just lobbing the contents of her pockets now. But it was the perfect time to attack. "Ha! Take that!"