Hemo grinned back, nodding. "I won't." She didn't want any owl or duck coming along and eating her food. It was her's and she would guard it with her life. Not to mention, she now had the advantage of two plates; those pesky birds didn't stand a chance. (She'd lived on a farm for half of her life; much of that time had been spent fighting off birds that were fully intent on stealing her breakfast).

Before turning back to said 'now owned' food, she frowned, pursing her lips as that thoughtful look crossed her face. "Are you okay?" she asked finally, her blue-eyed gaze narrowed as she peered at Thea's face. First the girl had been ducking like she was afraid of something hitting her - at first the blonde had decided to let that slide because after all, she too was dodging ducks - and at the same time, she had just willingly given her a plate. She puffed out her cheeks and leaned in closer, eyes flicking backwards and forwards between each misty-eye as she examined, almost, the girl beside her. She reached up with her index finger and poked 'Thea's' forehead.

'Yeah, it was amazing... Vindictus and Donovan are in love!' Rose laughed. 'Or at least Barnabus and Charlotte are!' Rose laughed. 'And then! Vindictus and Donovan started kissing!' Rose pulled an 'ew!' face.

Thea nodded, chewing her pasta. Shoveling more onto her plate, Thea looked at Hemo. 'Yeah.. I'm fine.' She grinned. With no Leo in sight, she could relax. Rubbing her neck, Thea yawned.
Pushing her empty bowl away from her, she reached for another bowl. Scanning the table, she grabbed some ice-cream. Coookie dough!<3 Mmm. Grabbing her goblet, Thea took a long drink of pumpkin juice. Like Hemo, she hadn't realised how thirsty she was!

" I am good, too thanks" Willaim told Hemo. "Well being attached to Thea is not a bad thing" Willaim said to Hemo. "So your potion did not completely work?" William asked Hemo.

" I am doing fine, thanks" Willaim told Thea. "How did you both get attached?" William asked Thea." I do not think it is a bad choice to be connected to Hemo" William said to Thea.

Isa had a stroke of courage and decided to talk to one of Ronnie's friends. She saw one, William, that Ronnie had mentioned to her. As Ronnie Isa walked over to by where he was sitting and sat down.

"Hey William," Isabelle said with a smile. It was weird to speek and not hear your own voice. "How are you?"

Oh gaw is this something Ronnie would say what if she totally screws up.

" Hi "William smiled at Ronnie. " I am doing fine" William said to Ronnie. " How did you like the flying final?" William asked Ronnie. " By the way, I am sorry I had to throw you off the broom at the Flying Final" William explained to Ronnie.

Uh Oh. Isabelle thought about this quickly for a couple of moments. She remembered seeing Ronnie flying, and Ronnie looked like she was having fun. Plus, the whole point of the final was to through your partner off and she remembered seeing that William was Ronnie's partner.

"It was fun," Ronnie's voice came out tentatively. "Don't worry about throwing me off my broom. It was the whole point wasn't it."

Isabelle smiled. Now that wasn't so hard was it.

" I thought the final was crazy" Willaim told Ronnie. " It would have been more fun if we palyed Quidditch" William said to Ronnie. " Thanks for being a good sport in class, but you forgot to throw me off my broom more than once" Willaim explained to Ronnie. " Rhe potions final was fun and you remembered I was polyjuiced as sarah, right?" Willaim asked Ronnie.

"Looks like I missed out then." Jordan said thinking about what he had done all year. He was tired of being let down in DADA. "What a waste of a class." Jordan said half furious.

'Yeah, I agree!' Rose said, frowning. 'Stupid Minister...' Rose said, furiously, crushing the cracker she had in her hand. 'Whoops!' Rose laughed. Then an idea struck her. 'Hey, you can come and learn spells with us!' Rose offered. 'We learn a lot of 'em!' Rose reassured. She should probably invite Ronnie as well!

Ronnie walked into the Great Hall, ready for breakfast. As always.

She walked to the Gryffindor table, which was quite empty this morning. Maybe she had gotten up too early?

She sat down by herself and began piling her plate with a delicious breakfast, then began eating. She then wondered when Rupert would reply to her letter. Maybe today! Right when she was thinking that, a school owl flew in and dropped a letter right beside her plate. "Thank you." she mumbled as she took the letter. It was from Rupert! But she decided to wait to open it until tonight, in the Gryffindor common room. Hopefully with Rose!

'Hey, Ronnie!' Rose grinned, as she hugged her friend. 'How are you?' Rose asked Ronnie

Cove walked into the Great Hall and took a seat at the Gryffie table. She wasn't exactly in the greatests of moods. Ecspecially after her little thing in the dorm. As she sat she couldn't help but hope that someone from another house would come and join her. She layed her head on the table and waited.

It seemed like lately the only thing Dal did was walk and eat. And test. None of which were very interesting or exciting. So, why was Dal in the Great Hall right now? Because he was bored and avoiding studying. He was also avoiding the common room, because he saw no use for it right now. Most of his housemates were studying for finals and whatnot and he didn't want to be inside the room to bother people who were doing what he actually should be doing.

And the great hall... wasn't exactly his second choice of places to hang out but he figured he'd check it out and see if anything interesting was going on. When he entered the room he went right passed the Ravenclaw table, searching the Hall for a familiar face. His hands were stuffed in the pockets of his pants - he looked bored, despite the easy smile on his face. A smile that, when he finally found someone he knew, disappeared quickly. He bee-lined toward the Gryffindor table - which was somewhere he'd never sat before - and took a seat next to the girl. He hoped she wouldn't mind the interruption from whatever she was doing.

"Hey, you okay?"

Cove turned her head towards where the voice came from. "Hey, Dal. Yeah I'm okay, I guess." She said. She lifted her head up and looked at him. "You?" She asked him. "I just kind of had a fit in the dorm. I hit the wall with a pillow. It was the only way I wouldn't destroy the wall." Cove said half smiling. She was just so upset over the letter she got from her mother, but now it seemed a little better to have a friend to talk to.

Dal just nodded. She didn't seem okay... but maybe she was just tired. Or maybe she was bored, like he was. Or something. It wasn't his business and he wasn't going to pry. He answered her question with a quick 'I'm pretty good,' because she had already started talking again.

He blinked, confused, and looked down at the table. What was he supposed to say to that? ... "Do you... wanna talk about it? Or..." They could change the subject or something. Either way was fine with Dal.

"Nah. It's a way to get out my anger. We have a specific wall in our basement for hitting and stuff. The basement is the only place the boys are aloud to wrestle." Cove said smiling. "I'm kind of just a bit bored. You look like you are as well." Weren't OWLs starting? Cove stretched her back and it cracked a few times. "Now that felt good." She giggled.

"Hi Rose! I'm great, and perfect timing!" she said, showing her the envelope. "It's from my brother, I wrote him a letter a while ago and he replied! Want to read it?" she asked.

Perfect timing? 'A letter from your brother? A-Are you sure you want me to read it?' Rose asked, feeling like she would be pushing in on Ronnie's family if she did...

Witsy entered the great hall on a mission. She couldn't wait to get her hands on some pumpkin juice. She noticed the hall was more crowded than usual and wasn't much for free space. She came upon two other students, who she's seen before but never formally met. "Hi" Witsy interrupted, "Do you mind if I take a seat here?" She really hope she wasn't intruding.

Dal nodded, not really completely understanding. Maybe she was just having a bad day and felt like throwing a pillow at the wall. He could understand that. Whatever it was, Dal thought it would probably be wise for him to totally change the subject before he made a fool of himself.

He chuckled when she guessed that he was bored. "Yeah, a bit." He lifted one shoulder in a half-shrug. "I can't wait for this year to be over, ya know?" Not that the term had been bad... but Dal wanted the nagging of OWLs to be over with. Thankfully sixth year only had normal exams.

Cove smiled, "Yeah I get it. It hasn't been my best year, but I'm glad I came to Hogwarts. I've made a lot of new friends here. I'm hoping next year will be just as great." Cove said. "Are the OWLs hard?" She asked Dal.

A small smile spread across Dal's lips. He knew the feeling. Last year - the first year he'd come to Hogwarts - had been a really great year. He had loved the feeling of being at a new place. Only this year competed with it for the title of Best Year Ever. This year had had it's ups-and-downs though... rather large ups-and-downs.

...Anyway.

He shrugged again. "I guess some of them are. They could be worse." They could be easier, too. Maybe if he'd studied more... but he wasn't going to admit that outloud. "I think what gets most people is how important they are and whatever. They affect your careers and the rest of your classes and stuff."

Cove nodded her head. "I'm okay at potions, but it's my worst subject. Transfiguration and CoMC are my favorties." She said smiling. "Actually Herbology is probably my second best subject. What are yours?" Cove asked. She was kind of rambling since she had nothing else to talk about and she was boring him with her babble. "Sorry, I have no idea what else to say. Today just seems to be a boring day."

Dallin nodded as Cove spoke, looking down at the table. The food looked good, but for some reason he wasn't feeling too hungry right now. Which was weird... because he was always hungry. Always.

He looked back at the Gryffindor when she asked him a question and forgot about the fact that he wasn't hungry. "I like Charms and Transfiguration," He told her. "I think I'm best at those subjects, too. I'm good with my wand." His professors at Merlin's had been really great too, and they had given him good incentive to work hard at those subjects.

Chuckling, he shook his head. "Don't worry about it." He felt the same way - today was boring. But that was fine with him. A relaxing day every once in a while was good.