Patrick walked down the 7th floor corridor in hopes of talking with Aiden but instead he stumbled across Savannah with her cat he had heard about. Only kind of though. He stood a few feet away from the girl with the cat. He wasn't terribly allergic to cats but he was allergic and he would start sneezing if he wasn't careful. "Hello there Aiden, Savannah...cat," he said looking at the furball. Cats were so ugly in his opinion.

Boy, cute boy. Vanessa's boy. Oooh... THIS was Pattykins. Savannah was sure she had seen him before except he was much more bruised and beat up from Aiden that time. Hehhh....Ai-Ai was tough. Too bad he wasn't fighting for her though !

*pouts*

She sent the boy a tiny glare as he called Prissy cat.Savvy was the only person that was allowed to call her cat."Priscilla."She corrected, looking at the boy who stood a bit of a distance away from her."I don't have a disease or anything."Savvy said while rolling her eyes.She had now picked Priscilla up who was now glaring at both boys, meowing. Savvy ran her fingers through Prissy's thick white fur.

She began to wonder if Patrick knew he had broken up with his girlfriend yet ? Hehe, it was best to not bring it up. They might put the blame on her and then it would ruin allllllll the fun.

"Pleasure," he mused, looking back at the fluffy cat. What kind of name was that for a cat? That just wasn't a fair name. He realized that he had never really met Savannah. Well he had heard her voice when he was sort of going back and forth between consciousness and unconsciousness. Oh and she had almost broke up his relationship with Vanessa. Yeah he didn't like her.

Patrick chuckled and said, "Oh but I know have a disease. You can't catch it so don't worry." He didn't think of it as a disease because it formed on it's own but he did technically have a disease. "And I'm allergic to cats," he explained. Still standing a distance away from her.

"Oh..."Savannah said, not really caring. Prissy was now fighting her to get put down. This cat never made up it's mind. With a sigh as well as an eyeroll, she put Prissy on the ground. The cat glared at Aiden for a moment and then started to walk, the first time today. It was walking over towards Patrick.

"Awww she..-Christian Louboutin ?!?!?!?"She looked down seeing a girl with bright red shoes. Ohhh....my...gosh !

*flail*

FAVORITE SHOE DESIGNER.

Savvy looked up at Patrick for a moment,"Can you watch Prissy for me please ? I don't trust Ai-Ai, he might like hurt her or something."Cue the eyeroll. Before he could even answer she smiled a pretty smile."THANKS!"She said, running off to talk with the stylish girl.

Prissy was now purring on Patrick leg. hehh.

Patrick opened his mouth to say 'no' he was not watching her stupid cat but too late. She ran to go talk to some girl about some person he had no idea about. Then the dang cat was rubbing up against him and he pushed the cat with his leg, away from him. "How about you watch the cat Ai-Ai," Patrick teased, ignoring her request of Aiden not watching the cat. He was allergic and unless they want him sneezing he was getting away.

Whatwhatwhat? Patrick was now joining them. He hadn't seen him around for a while.. probably not since the hospital wing. Suddenly he wasn't quite so bad anymore, since Ella was with Aiden now. Hah. "Hey, Patrick." But before either of the guys knew what was going on, Sav was rushing off to pester some girl about her designer shoes. Hence she left the allergic Patrick with her white furball of a cat. Pfft.

Guh. Now he had picked on that stupid, horrible, ridiculous nickname. "Actually," he said, swiping the cat from the ground. He smirked. "I have a better idea." Oh, how evil. But this cat deserved it! His eyes averted to Sav, who was busy talking girl language, then returned to Patrick. "We're gonna give this female Mr. Bigglesworth a nice little haircut." Mwahah.

Finally Aiden picked that dumb cat up. Phew. Now he could have a better chance of not sneezing and itching his face off tonight. He looked at Aiden as he said he was going to give the cat a haircut. Hmm...very nice. That's what this girl deserved! "Nice plan. I've been meaning to give payback to Savannah. She tried to break Vanessa and I up," he explained begrudgingly. "We have to act sort of fast though." He kind of wondered why Aiden wanted to give payback to this cat?

Savannah had tried to break up Vanessa and Patrick? "Why the heck would she do that? I thought she and Vanessa were friends, or something.." Then, Sav definitely deserved this as much as her cat, and Aiden had absolutely no qualms about what they were about to do. "This is true." Hmm. He couldn't really have Patrick hold Priscilla in place because he was allergic, so he crouched down and held the feline against the floor so it wouldn't get away. After a few deft wrist movements, he conjured up a razorblade, some shaving cream, and some scissors. Mwahah. Snip, snip here, snip, snip there. And then the shaving part, aaaand... TA DA! Finito! The cat growled at him and Patrick and Aiden stood up proudly before folding his arms. "Much, much better, you little twit."

Walking along the seventh floor corridor, Tyler had his iPod plugged in and not paying atttention to anything else around him. Besides, he had a few things on his mind. Like he probably wouldn't return next term due to motherly things. That woman again. Oh well. Now he had to figure out how to tell everyone else. Or maybe he shouldn't tell them he wasn't coming back.

Decisions. Decisions.

Violet skipped along the seventh floor corrider and spotted a boy. Ooooh! She ran up to him. Was he listening to music?! Violet liked music toooo! She even made a remix for the Elmo theme song! Doo, doo, doo, doo Violet's World! "Hi there! I'm Violet third year, Slytherin and the prettiest girl in the world!" she said cheerfully.

Still walking and minding his own business, Tyler was about to turn the corner when he was ambushed by a random Slytherin girl. Taking out his headphones, he arched an eyebrow at her as she mentioned her name, house, year and ...prettiest girl in the world...? Yeah NO.

"Uhh, if that's what you tell yourself then okay," Tyler chuckled and shook his head at her. "So uhh, I'm Tyler, sixth year Ravenclaw and the silliest guy at school...?" If that even made sense.

Violet thought that that obviously meant he thought she was pretty too but didn't want to admit it. She nodded as he introduced himself. "Can I call you Ty?" she asked. Oooh, he was silly? COOL! "Make me laugh." she demanded with a smile.

"Sure, since everyone else does," Ty said and shrugged. Now she wanted him to make her laugh? What was he? Her dummy? "I'm not a clown, little girl. It's just the random things I do that make people laugh,"

Hmph.

"Okay Ty! But don't call me Vi only two people call me that but I prefer Violet." she said with a nod. And those two people she knew since her first year so she wasn't going to tell them off or anything. Geez, and now he was all mad at her! "Well you should have made that clear." she said with a duh! voice. "Silly usually means you can make someone laugh." She was soo smart.

"Okay, then Violet it is," Ty nodded and began to walk down the hall, nudging his head at Violet to join him. "You are one strange little girl. Hmm, maybe I can put you to good use," Tyler smirked and thought about a certain someone. Yup, that person had to stop being a snob. Kinda like Violet but then again he just met the girl.

Violet walked with him. "Oooh good use? You mean like having me be a spy?" she replied excitedly. 'Cause if he did she would totally have to come up with some evil spy name. "I dunno if this is personal...but are you a spy manager?" she whispered.

Eirian was strolling along the corridor leisurely when she spotted a little 'Puff firstie strolling along. "'Ey!" she called out, strutting faster to gently grab her shoulder. "Small one. Tell me where ze Gryffindor Common Room is."

Lulu looked at the girl. "Umm...I believe that it's not to far from here." she said. "May I ask why?" she asked the girl. "I mean it's kinda weird that a Slytherin would want to go to the Gryffindor Common Room." Lulu told her.

Eirian grumbled as the tell-tale Slytherin stereotype reigned true in this little girl's mind. "I 'appen to 'ave a Gryffindor as my best friend," she said, crossing her arms and generally looking snotty. "At least, I 'ope so..." Sigh. Jayce had gotten really angry with her... And, being Eirian, she couldn't back down from her front. Not around everyone else... "I probably cannot get in, anyway... 'E's been ignoring me for days now. It's 'orrible."

Lulu looked at the girl. "Well I know by experiance that you will not get in." she told the girl. "I'm sorry to hear that." she said sadly. Lulu fixed her dark red hair. "My name is Lucille Spencer," Lulu said. "But you can call me Lulu." Lulu told the girl.

Eirian sighed and glanced either way down the hall. No Jayce. Of course he wasn't here... She was. And if she was within a ten foot radius of anything, he probably wouldn't be. Lovely. "Perfect," she muttered. "I am Eirian... and you can call me Eirian." Jayce called her Eiri... Thi called her his star... But those names weren't for anyone but them. Not even Jay's stupid girlfriend.

Lulu looked at the girl. "Well it's nice to meet you." she said. "So who is this Jayce kid?" she asked her. "I've been hearing alot about him for the past couple of weeks from people." Lulu said.

"Great," Eirian snapped. Who else had been talking about him!? "'E gets all zese new friends and I'm left be'ind. Of course. No wonder I 'aven't seen 'im in days. 'E was my partner in crime. My only friend in zis 'orrible place." And just thinking of this, her eyes began to water. "I should just go 'ome..."

Lulu looked at the girl she felt sorry for her. "It's okay." she told her. "I don't like this place either." she told her the truth. Lulu hated Hogwarts. She has no friends here. "I don't have any friends here and I hate that." she said. "I feel like want to go back home but I just deal with it everyday. I don't know how I deal with it but I just do." Lulu told her. It made her sad that she was going to admit it.