Noel nodded, and for just a moment, he forgot about the cold. He most certainly probably wouldn’t be able to survive at her school if the tournament was there instead of Hogwarts. They’d all find him frozen on the ground with a million blankets surrounding him, unwilling to move! It was a shame the tournament was not at Beauxbatons. Temperature was no problem there.

"I can only imagine." Chuckling, he was going to lean back on the bench just the slightest so he wasn’t slouching, but once his bare hand touched the small pile of snow he missed, the seventh year definitely decided against it. Cold hand. Eck.

No, it wasn’t easy. He remembered seeing her briefly through the crowd when he finally made it out of the tunnel. She definitely looked a lot better than he did, that was for sure. Not that he’d wish for her to have been worse off, he was thankful that she looked relatively safe. "Zank you." He grinned. "Zough, zat wouldn’t be too bad would it?" Competing against eachother?

Not forgetting the small pile of snow on the bench, he decided he would just have to lean closer to her if he wanted to lean back some. With his hand at the edge of the behind Sandra in fact, since there was no snow there, his lips twitched into a wider smile just a bit. Hmm, this was comfy. Close…and comfy.

And close.

He couldn't begin to imagine the things she had grown immune to. The weather was the least of them. But she wouldn't be bringing any of those things up anytime soon. It would just ruin the wonderful mood they were both in. The girl looked down at his bare hands, a flight frown crossing her features briefly. He didn't have any gloves on? No wise. Though it was probably because he couldn't play his guitar with them on.

"It vill be vonderful, I enjoy competing against you." Even if they didn't see each other until the competition was over, and most likely won't see each other during the next task as well. "Hopefully you vill finish vith less injuries, though." The young woman hadn't been too worried about Noel, but she would hate for something to happen to that handsome face of his, especially those lips. She could certainly play like she had been terribly worried about him.

Sandra was certainly loving the closeness between them, it was so warming. His hand behind her coaxed a small smirk on her lips. It may have caused her to close what little gap that was between them when she leaned on him a bit more. Or a little lot more.

Merlin he smelled goooood.

Making the Quidditch team will definately make his father proud. "That's actually very true," he smiled at his cousin. "But, I'll probably have to go against your house." he chuckled. That would be interesting to watch.

Edmond laughed when she said that others could actually be more menacing than his grandfather. Was that even possible? "I know that Cup thing ruined my first year at a shot at Quidditch." he nodded in agreement.

Ed's cheeks suddently reddened when Emma mentioned Feenella. Did she even know it was her. "I...uh...huh?" would she be okay with it. "Um, yeah...withFeenella." he said the last part rushed. He wasn't good at talking about his relationship. Too shy.

Noel couldn’t help but chuckle quietly, thinking about how wonderful it was competing against her and all. Technically, they hadn’t even seen each other in the previous task until afterward. Obviously it was nice competing against her then. "Oh I see." He laughed, not at all quiet like his previous chuckle. Oui, he did finish with a bit too many injuries the first task. Blame it on the bowtruckles! He wanted his wand, and by golly, he was not going to go all the way back to the shore to get a few fairy eggs. "And you should finish wiz less injuries az well."

She had what, a few scratches? A few too many. No one should be hurt in his opinion, but it was inevitable for this tournament he supposed. It seemed she had done far better than he had finished so really, he wasn’t all that worried about her.

His eyebrows raised in surprise when she moved even closer to him, causing a sly smirk to cross his lips. What was this? "Here I zought you weren’t cold." Hehe.

Even though it was practically impossible by now to scoot even closer, he tried anyways before wrapping his arm around her shoulders. Have to keep her warm and all.

Adam sat on the stone bench, he began swinging his legs around he started peeking every now and then, hoping to find his friends or some older student boy. He still needed more guy friends, and sure hanging out by yourself may seem sad but guys usually rescued you, so Adam was hoping for that.

Cass turned around and saw a slightly familiar face. So she walked over to her and said "Uh, Hi there. I'm Cass Prewett."

"Oh hello Cass- I'm Adam- I don't know who you are-but I think I've heard one of my friends talking about you."Adam didn't know what else to say , so he swinged his feet again."Take a seat"He patted the open spot.

Cass smiled "It must have been Heather." Then she shook her head to decline the spot that he had offered "I can't stay long, I just noticed that you looked rather lonely." The she waved at him and said as she turned away "It was nice to meet you Adam." Then she broke into a run, she had to send her parents a letter. Now."

Apparently his laughter was contagious, the young woman finding herself laughing softly along with him. "I certainly vill try." So long as they didn't have any damn biting flowers. She had been good up until she had to cross their path. The bulbs pelting her in the head weren't too fun either, but at least they didn't leave a bruise.

She noticed his raised eyebrow and smirk, a small one crossing her own lips and she simply shrugged her shoulders lightly. "I thought I wasn't cold, but this cloak isn't as thick as I had thought." She feigned a small shiver.

See? Cooooold. Heh.

Wasn't he the gentleman, wrapping his arm around. She snuggled up against him, cause she was cold and all. Pulling his arm a little tighter around her shoulder. Mmm. Warm.

"Thank you, this is very warming." She gave him a sweet smile, before rubbing her lips together lightly. "But my lips are still so cold...."

Would he help her with that as well...

Hmm, was that a shiver? He could hardly move any closer as it was though. It was official then. They’ll just have to share a jacket. His was big enough at least.

Feeling his arm being tugged just the slightest, he glanced over her head to see her pulling on it. Wait, was she actually cold? Noel was pretty certain, now that he could feel her furry jacket, that it would warm anyone up in a matter of seconds. Soft. So soft. It made you just want to snuggle in it!

Maybe he’d get the chance. "We can’t have zat." he chuckled, grazing his hand against her cheek before leaning down just the slightest and placing his lips gently against hers. He was a man of goodwill! Obviously it was in his duty to keep her warm.

Emma smiled and laughed. "Ha.. Yes it would be fun though! It would be great if you make the Gyrffindor team and I make the Slytherin team next year!" she exclaimed, already planning out the game against her cousin. Emma the overacheiver was the right nickname.

She nodded. "Yeah, I'm sorry. When I found out I was so ANGRY! No Quidditch? I was wondering how I would survive? It's funny that I did.." she exclaimed. "Hey what position do you play in Quidditch again?"

She giggled when Ed blushed. "Awww... Feenella? I don't think I've met her. Is she nice?" she asked. "I hope so. You need someone: nice, caring, and fun!" she explained. Saying those things made her think of her special friend, David. Hm.. she hadn't seen him in a while? She blushed slightly at the thought.

Ah, the courtyard. It was a peaceful place to just walk around and have a decent quite time. But Dianna was full of energy and skipped along the way looking for things to explore or at least a human being to talk to.

Amy stepped out of the castle and looking around at the snow topped archetecture, and there was Diaaannnnaaa! Amy squealed, the sun glasses wern't on though, odd.

Was Di ill or something, she always had her sunnies on

Always.

Dianna heard a squeal from behind and saw Amy no far from where she was skipping. She had to squint though for the sun was blazing. Or maybe it was just her?
"Hey Amy!" she said as she waved. Looks like she wasn't the only one filled with energy.

Amy jogged over and hugged her Slythie buddeh, how are you o sunglasses queen? She asked, leaning against the wall

GLAAAAAAAAAAARE. Was this girl stupid? Yeah, she walked into her, that was the problem. This was why her mama didn't want her to go to school in the Americas. Giggle. Savannah rolled her eyes, looking away from Callie. "Yeah, well whatever, don't do it again."Savannah mumbled. She was still looking away from the younger girl. There was a bit of silence as wind passed on the blonde's face, her hair falling in her face in the process.

Sigh, Savannah looked down at her heels and the cobble stone. She was tired, bored and well...stressed. This giant MESS of drama had not done good things to her pretty little head, nope it had not done good things at all. She just nodded, biting her lip. There wasn't really much to say now.

The mock shiver had done its job. Sharing a jacket with with the hottie Beaxubatons Champion when she thought they couldn't get any closer. Well, technically they could get a little closer. Heh. Suddenly feeling sooo much warmer, she smiled at him gratefully.

What would she have done without him? Freeze. That's what.

A smirk tugged at her lips as she felt his hand grazing across her cheek. His hands were soo soft for someone who played an instrument. One of her arms snaked its way around his front, resting on his waist as she returned the kiss. Not eagerly mind you, but just as soft as he was kissing her.

Such a gentleman he was to keep her lips warm.

And doing a fine job if she said so.

"I'm great actually." Di said as she took out a pair of sunglasses and placed them on. "Okay, now that's more like it." she smirked. "How about you?" she asked.

Amy giggled, always with the glasses, she shook her head....was she good...sorta she finished..well. No-yeah-no.. Sort of, she switched to and fro between decisions, yeah I'm okay she decided on nodding

Jeremy mimicked Kimber's actions by glancing up at the sky too. So many snowflakes!! Soon it would be all white. "It's so pretty." He muttered more to himself than the librarian as he blinked against the snow sticking to his eye lashes.

Right, walking. They weren't here to stare at the snow. Not ONLY anyhow. They could do some staring on the way. "Sounds good." And because he was a gentleman, Jeremy offered her his arm with a grin before taking a step forward. "As long as we don't get too close to any kind of animals." Yes, he was dead serious about this.

Noel smiled just the slightest against her lips when he felt her hand rest on his waist. He’d be lying if he said he hadn’t thought about a moment such as this with Sandra ever since the first night here at Hogwarts, but thoughts never compared to real life.

Letting his arm slide from her shoulder to her side, he gently tugged her closer as his other hand slid to the back of her neck, his thumb grazing her cheek lightly once more before resting just behind her ear. He could feel her dark hair against the back of his hand.

As soft as her fur coat, yet so different. It was alluring in a way.

Callie stood there, blank expression on her face looking at the girl. Why was she glaring at her ? She shrugged her shoulders before looking off in some other direction. Anything to escape the girls glare. The girls evil glare. She looked back at her as she told her not to do it again. "Right. Whatever. I wont." Lesson learnt. Not to self; Never walk into Savannah Conrad she glares at you. The fourth year looked away again standing in awkward silence not really sure what to say.

Shifting a little backwards, just incase Savannah got mad and tried to break her nose. That'd be bad. She looked back at the older girl once more, giving her a small smile before opening her mouth and saying, "Um. So, How've you...um...been ?"

Aleksandra knew that Noel was well-toned. She had noticed it when they first met. But she didn't realize just how well toned he was until her hand that was resting on his waist snaked its way in between his jacket and sweater, and around his waist when he pulled her closer.

Shame he had so much on, she would have to get him somewhere....warmer.

The feeling of his thumb resting behind her ear caused her to subconsciously tilt her head, and lean into his hand. Even though his hair was short, her fingers on her other hand still found themselves tangled in with his brown locks. Yup. His hair was as good as it looked too.

Cold air hit the second his foot touched stone. It was a good feeling, since inside the castle it was getting rather warm. And without a breeze, it didn't make it too cold. Just right. It was a warmer day for January anyway, which seemed odd. He wasn't going to analyze it any further.

Rhydin looked around. Ugh, couple here, couple there, foreign kids kissing. So not his style. He needed to get away.

Swiftly he put his hands in his pockets and turned to look around. There wasn't much out here, or a whole lot of action. There were plenty of students however that he could talk to. But then again, that wasn't his style. For some reason, they came to him. His thick brown hair also brought girls to him. Not that he meant for it to, it just kind of happened.

Would it happen again today? He sat down on a bench, and waited.

Urgh. She was annoyed at Trixie. STUPID blondie. The girl was honestly infuriating the redhead. It wasn't so much the fact that she was Oliver's best friend. No. It was the fact that she liked Oliver. Yes. That was Cameron's problem. And on top of that, she was angry and irate and she was a dramaqueen and Cameron didn't really know WHY she disliked her strongly but she did. It probably had a heap to do with the fact that Trixie was absolutely stunning and quite tall and pretty and Blonde. Trixie was blonde. Urgh. It made her absolutely nauseus. Life was cruel. And on top of that, she didn't understand that telling your best friends girlfriend that you liked your bestfriend was NOT on. WHO DID THAT? HONESTLY!?!?!?!

Time to vent.

Or scream.

She burst open the doors to the Courtyard and stormed down the steps into the Courtyard. Hmph. She needed to calm down before she ran into someone. A seat? To cool off?

It sounded like a good idea. She obliged and collapsed into the seat with a disheartened sigh. Her red hair was alight with electric anger and she hmphed a little until she saw someone was there

Of course. She scoffed. Trust Hogwarts to have a FREAKING PERSON in every inch. You oculd never be ALONE in this godforsaken school. She growled.

"Do you mind?" Ah. Her charming personality had made an appearance. "You're sort of in my space." And the selflessness too.

Lovely.