Well that was agreeable. She had no plans of counting anything that she didn't have to count. Propping her elbow up, she rested her head in her hand. Grinning at him, and how cute he was behaving, she nodded her head in agreement. "Its agreed...no counting."

His flopping made her giggle, and she watched him for a moment, biting her bottom lip thoughtfully before returning to her previous position on her back. Her giggles doubled when he started counting the things they would have to count. "Don't forget counting the number of muggle items we have to learn about that we already know about....." She started counting on her own fingers. "The creatures we learn....how many laps we have to take on the quidditch pitch...man this is a lot of counting."

Flopping his hands down on either side of himself, he turned his head and gave her a wide eyed blink of playful exasperation. "See? Isn't it terrible? All this counting and such a beautiful day it would waste."

Tilting his head, he gave a thoughtful consideration of the sky, sticking a finger into the air after a moment. "I believe, it should be a solemn rule that no counting is to be done on beautiful days such as these."

A small knot twisted in the pit of her stomach, something she was vaguely aware of as she looked at him with a lopsided grin. A part of her hoped that this wasn't a fluke, that he would be like this for the rest of the term. That he would be the Sabel she had grown to love over the years before last term had plagued them both. "Way too much counting for such a lovely day."

"I think we should make it one of our rules," she stated, eyes on the finger in the air. "No counting on days as beautiful as this one, especially when there is no class."

"Right then!" His finger made a slight flourish before flopping down in the grass beside himself and pointing at Arya. "That means we have to think of something to do that will honor the beauty of this day."

A lopsided grin broke onto his face and he poked her in the shoulder. "No lake diving though. We've done that already."

"Well since we can't do any lake diving," She wasn't sure if that was a bummer or not, but she didn't think on it long. "If we can't dive in the lake, then we can't climb trees either since we already did that as well." She reminded him.

She grew quiet for only a short moment, considering their options. "I don't suppose you'd want to fly?" She remembered how he felt about hieghts and doubted they would be doing any of that. "We could always play some soccer, or pull pranks of first years.." the last one was just a jest. "What do you want to do?"

Oh well now that she had taken tree climbing out of the picture...a small half-frown, half-pout worked it's way onto the corners of his lips. "Well, excluding what we've already done is kinda a bummer isn't it?" Because really, that meant that everything that was normal to do they couldn't do, and then they would have to think to be ingenious and creative. "Who made up that rule anyways?"

Well that was laughable. It seemed whatever rules they made, he was the first to break them, or consider breaking them without any hesitation. It was amusing to her and had her laughing at his words. "Only if you let it be. I like to look at his as a challenge." And Arya loved a good challenge. She laughed again at his inquiry and playfully poked him in the arm. "I believe you did."

"Oh..." Blinking with a soft frown, he watched the finger that poked his arm. "I guess I shouldn't be in charge of making too many rules. Apparently I'm no good at them...making them. Something along those lines." He gave his hand a little wave before letting it rest on his stomach, tapping his fingers off one of the
buttons of his shirt.

"Hmm hmm hmmm. Only problem with a challenge is that it requires thinking. And thinking requires energy. And this solar battery isn't fully charged yet." He may have nuzzled the grass for effect if he didn't think it would give him grass stains. As it was, he settled for stretching big.

"Maybe not....we should leave the rule making to me." She had always made them in the past and he had happily followed along with them. Of course she would happily play along with his rules if he wanted. "You just need more practice, and someday I'm sure you'll get some."

She giggled at Sabel, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Well maybe it needs to be fully charged. Is a trip to the great hall in need, or are capable of working off your current battery level?

"Yes, Arya is the designated rule maker." A content grin lined his lips as he snuggled back into the grass, folding his arms behind his head. "Arya is a good rule maker."

And he sounded very strange. Or was rather talking very strange. Lifting his head up a little he poked at his stomach with a quizzical frown. "Urrr, nope. I think battery levels are sufficient." Perhaps overly charged? Maybe that was the reason for his apparent hyper mood. Then again, he was just content to lie where he was, so undercharged was also an option. So energy levels were debatable, now it was simply a question of what they would do with that energy.

"Good," she nodded her head in agreement before returning her eyes to the tree tops. His speaking about her in third person was funny and had her giggling at his silliness, though it was true.

She had eaten before coming out to the grounds, so her battery level was full, but if he wanted to go back and eat then she would gladly tag along. "If you say so.." So long as he didn't pass out, she wasn't going to push the matter. "So what do you wanna do?" Had they decided on something? Was this what they were going to do? Hm.

Continuing to tap his finger against the button on his shirt, Sabel peered thoughtfully up at the clouds, as if they may provide him with some semblance of inspiration. It was after a few quiet moments that he turned his eyes to Arya quizzically, a lopsided smile on his lips. "We should dance."

It was with a moment of hesitation that she rolled over to her stomach and propped her head up on one hand, bearing a slightly puzzled expression. "Dance?" Had he forgotten that they both were poor dancers? The dance lesson two years ago. Hmm. She silently considered is offer for a moment before responding with a light shrug of her shoulders and a grin. "Sure."

Braeden couldn't help but smile with amusement as the young girl before him assured him that that tree thought it had it worse (which Brae doubted; the tree was probably just being a drama queen). Regardless, no matter how many times she insisted she had been at fault, he would always consider the tree the real criminal here. It could've just moved out of the way if it saw her coming. Sheesh. No manners.

"Well, good. If that's all it really is, then I'm relieved," said Braeden as the girl assured him she'd be fine. He'd just saved himself a trip to the hospital wing and the possible accusation from one of the nurses about him being the culprit behind the attack to this Ravenclaw girl.

It was just as the girl released his hand that Braeden, too, realized she had still been holding on to him for the past few seconds. He didn't mind or even pay much attention to it, though; Brae was kind of oblivious to the fact that hand-holding was a little friendly. He'd hold the hand of a crazed goblin if he had to; though he'd rather not. Goblins were cranky. GAH, and then the girl was looking all... wobbly again! Braeden was just about to get a hold of her again when she decided best to lean back against her attacker (something which he frowned upon; he didn't trust this tree just yet. It seemed nice now, but who could guarantee them it wouldn't attack again?).

"If I were you, I'd choose a different tree to lean on," said Braeden. "Actually, no, that's a lie. If I were you, I'd be pretending everything was a lot worse than it really is just so that I can skip classes for a couple days and have breakfast brought to my bed," he confessed with a lopsided grin. Yeah, that would've been the Braeden-like thing to do. But this girl was definitely not as opportunistic as him. Admirable.

As the girl then introduced herself as Ivory, Braeden remembered - he hadn't introduced himself yet, either. Fail. Though in his defense, that tree had sort of sidetracked them from having a normal conversation with introductions and all. "I'm Braeden Stonem," the boy shared, unable to help but chuckle as Ivory described herself as a klutz. "Nah, I still think that tree was out to get you. You just probably hit your head so hard that it's got you thinking you were at fault," he said matter-of-factly, feeling so smart for coming up with this theory. He should become a healer. "Anyway, if it makes you feel any better, you're not the first to be attacked by nature. I could write you a guide on '101 ways to provoke and be attacked by trees, giant spiders, cats, and all sea-dwelling creatures'." That was going to be the title of his book.

Braeden paused for a moment, examining this new character for a second. Poor Ivory still looked a mess. "So. Ravenclaw, huh?" he asked, unable to help but notice the colors on her uniform that was still covered in leaves and twigs. He'd help her, but last time he tried to help a girl get twigs out of her hair she kicked him in the shins and ran off. He wasn't going to risk it again.

He watched her flip over onto her stomach and couldn't help but grin at the slight puzzlement she present. "Well, see, we never have really tried it before. Not decently because two years ago doesn't count." He waved his hand dismissively and was about to start counting the reasons on his fingers when he realized they had banned counting for the day. Well that might prove to be difficult. "And, I dunno, thought it could be fun? Unless you have another ingenious idea up your sleeve?"

A different tree to lean on.

Patting the tree again, Ivory grinned. "No, I think he learned his lesson."
She'd been about to elaborate on how the tree probably knew better now when she heard the rest of his sentence and with that she let out a genuine laugh. "That is an idea. Breakfast in bed...mmm." Smiling mischievously, she pretended to think about it, even though as nerd-like as it probably sounded she was actually excited for the start of new classes. "Think you'd back up my story, killer trees and all."

Hearing his side of the pleasantries, Ivory reached out a hand. This time, you know, for actual shaking and greeting. "Well, it's nice to meet you Braeden." Smiling again, she shook her head laughingly. "I think I might take you up on that, just to know what not to do to trees, cats, giant spiders," Ticking off the things with her fingers, she held up the last one and wiggled it in the air for emphasis. "Aaand sea dwelling creatures." She'd had more run ins then were deemed necessary in life so although he was probably joking, a book like that would be useful. Besides there were bound to be moments in life when one needed to provoke one of those things. Sure, she couldn't exactly think of a reason right at this second but she were sure those reasons existed.

Huh? Her eyes widened slightly. How on earth had he known she was in Ravenclaw? Did she in reality actually elude a nerd like aura? It was probably because she had a book with her. Or well she'd had.

Following his gaze for a second, she smiled ruefully understanding his appraisal now. Oh yes. That made sense. Not only was she wearing the Ravenclaw colors but her badge albeit a little dusty was still pinned there. Dusting off a little more a bit self consciously now, she nodded giving him a quirky grin as she shrugged her leave covered hair over her shoulder. "Yup. Although the wit obviously didn't encompass watching out for stationary trees." Looking him over now and his general non-nature covered-ness she added. "And you're in Gryffindor." Or so it would seem. He could be borrowing a friend's robes because his were in the laundry for all she knew.

Idly picking at blades of grass, she plucked a few from the ground and flicked them at him as he explained how they had never danced properly. If she thought about it, which she was, two years ago didn't count. He was on his knees wearing bunny slippers. Definitely not a real dance. Her eyes followed his hand as she flicked more grass at him, a grin spreading across her face when he finished speaking. "It will be fun," a bit of shuffling and she was rising to her feet, taking his hand so he could do the same. "We don't have any music though, so we'll have to make our own."

Braeden nodded assuringly as Ivory commented on him backing up her story about the killer trees. Sure, he'd be a witness to it. He just couldn't promise her anyone would believe him; Braeden wasn't necessarily the type of character most took seriously. Something about him just seemed comical to others, even if he was sharing bad news.

The boy shook her hand as she offered it, letting it last a little longer than necessary. But Brae knew nothing of greeting people by shaking hands - how long was a handshake supposed to last? He usually just waved and smiled or whatever... So once he began to feel silly still shaking her hand, he pulled back awkwardly. Oh good, she was taking his book idea seriously! Finally, someone who didn't just laugh at his wild ideas. "In that case, I will make sure to add a dedicatory on the very first page of the book, just for you," he said, nodding his head slightly. Yeah, that was a huge honour; who wouldn't want to have a book on how to provoke creatures dedicated to them?

"You're persistent," Braeden noted with slightly raised eyebrows as Ivory commented on her wit. "I'm telling you, it was the tree. You had no way of knowing it'd happen; no one really walks around wary of trees attacking them," he said in her defense. If the culprit tree could hear their conversation, it would probably be rolling its eyes right now. "Well noted!" he added with one of his goofy grins as Ivory pointed out that he was a Gryffindor. "And a sixth year," he added smugly. Smug didn't look very well on Braeden; it just made him look like a mischievous seven-year-old. But he was quite proud of starting his sixth year, he felt all... wise and mature. Even though he really wasn't all that much wiser or more mature than he had been in his third year.

Katie knew that maybe fresh air would help her feel better, she had no idea why she felt dizzy a lot, she wished that it would stop now! But alas it wasn't as simple as just wishing it away, if only she knew how, she would do anything.

Simon strolled around the castle for a few hours and decided on finally going outside. It was going to take him ages to explore the whole place, might as well take his time doing so. Plus, he had a whole year and many more to do so. When he went outside he spotted a familiar blond, "Hey, Cupcake." he greeted and remembered the tasty cupcake she had given him on the train.

Katie smiled as she turned around to see Simon, cupcake? hehe. It did match her if you think about it, "Hey Bad!Boy whats up?" She asked moving over to sit with him, she hoped that Simon was enjoying Hogwarts because he is Hot awesome.

Ooh, how he adored that nickname, along with Muscle!Man as Fee had put it. "Nothing much." he shrugged, with a smile. "Just got lost in the castle." he chuckled. It was actually fun getting lost and then ending up somewhere completely different. "How are you doing?" and he meant the fainting thing. It was all new to him because...well no one has ever fainted in his presence.

Katie giggled, she had got lost in her first year so there was no surprise that Simon had, "I got lost in my first year too" She said even though she still did get lost in Hogwarts, it was tooo big! "Well I fainted again" sadly "And I thought maybe getting some fresh air will help the dizziness" Katie sighed, she knew Simon didn't mind listing, he was good help, like last time.

Simon laughed, good, he wasn't the only one getting lost around here. "Good to know I'm not the only one." he said. Getting lost was going to be his new experiment, hehe.

Oh no. Simon hoped Katie would have gotten better by now. "Why don't you go to the Healer?" Hogwarts had a Healer, right? If they didn't well...his father would hear about that. "Or, have you been eating right..." if it was hunger then he had a solution. He stuck his hand inside his trouser pocket and took something out, "Here, a Chocolate Frog should fix that." Simon smiled, hoping that would help out.

Hmm, that gave Katie a good idea, and it would help both Simon and Katie, "What is we drew a map together?" Katie asked smiling at him, that would be fun, and maybe they might not get lost as often as they do now.

Katie sighed, she knew she had been eating right, matter of fact she loved to eat so there was no problem there, maybe, no, it couldn't, could it? "I have been eating fine" She said giving back the chocolate frog back, she would rather not eat now to be honest, "My sister has been acting odd though as well, she tells me some took over he body" She said, maybe Simon might have an idea why.