Ah! Fallon! Aaron didn't even notice Fallon.

"Thanks Fallon," They only talked a few times that year. But Aaron still considered her one of his best friends. He smiled at her and added, "I'm going to miss you."

Aaron leaned in. "I know she looks IN-SANE.... But who wouldn't look great with 'Andersongirl' PLASTERED on a Superhero outfit!!!" This whole conversation was silly. But they had to have them while they could. After Hogwarts... It wouldn't be the same at all. Aaron followed Iris' eyes to the staff table. It was still a bit empty.

The Captain was flattered. Yet it was completely and 100% true. "Aurora. Slytherin is the greatest house ever! I know you won't let me, or any Slytherin down." Aaron took a look at Aurora and wondered what she was eyebrowing at.... It wasn't obvious was it? Nah.... nah? nah??? nah....

"Oh... er.... Yeah..." But Aurora was next to Iris. Only one thing to do. "Alright, move it, short stuff." With one arm, Aaron pushed Aurora down the bench so Aaron could sit down in between her and Iris. "There, much better."

Salander sauntered into the Great Hall, having gloated admired the hourglasses for a bit before heading towards his usual spot at the Slytherin table. The past month flew by so fast, having suffered taken his finals and his OWLs right through his 19th birthday, and earlier plans of celebrating it with a binge in the Kitchens was instead replaced with a resounding snore in the boys dorms.

But now it was time for the end of term feast of which he was truly looking forward to, a celebration in lieu of his own special day. Besides Slytherin house was looking to be nailing the House cup this term, to add to the double wins of the Quidditch and Gobstone championships. A trifecta! Not a bad birthday present at all to this Slytherin lad.

... And here comes the cruellest time of the year! Why, oh, why, Merlin, must there be summer breaks?

The stoic pale face frowns. Her grey eyes look like a mass murderer's. It's no doubt at all that Aiden is in a very bad mood. Three months of school break means three months of staying in prison to her. Thinking about her parents boasting about pure-blood supreme makes her face sourer. She makes her way harshly to the Slytherin House Table and settles down across Lola Jones, their incredible Seeker. She too, looks down. Now, who'd want to leave Hogwarts? Other than Mordred, of course.

Ignoring everyone around, Aiden stretches out one arm across the table to scoop beef casserole onto her plate. Then, she takes a couple of roasted chicken, some sausages and a jacket potato. A lot, indeed. This what happens when Aiden is really in a bad mood.

After finishing the jacket potato and some beef casserole, Aiden realises the Seeker is muttering something as she plays with her food. Leaning forward against the table, Aiden whispers. "Are you alright?"

"Well I wouldn't let you down but I can't fly and you know it." she thought back to the few times she had tried to do anything but fly immediately straight and shivered a little.

"Aaron Anderson! That is so rude!" she shouted as she slid down the bench against her will! "You could have just asked." she said, twisting the green and silver ribbon in her hair around her little finger.

"I can't believe this year is over... But I'll be THIRTEEN SOON!" she grinned. "But then I'll have to explain to all the new first years why the school can never be as awesome as it was this year because all the good people have left." she sighed and fidgeted in her seat. Then she stood up, she'd been sitting on the end of her cape, she flicked it out behind her and sat down as it sank, rather dramatically, to the ground behind her.

Penny had been walking past the Slytherin table, on her way over to her own house table, when she heard her friend tease the quidditch captain, she looked over, smiled and waved over to Aurora..

She hadn't seen her friend for a little while - things had just been so busy - but that was not a good excuse not to see her friend.

Freya made her way to the Great Hall. The term is over already? Its seems just yesterday she walked into the very same Great Hall to start her third year and now its over? Wow! Time did fly. Despite that her third year was over, she was very happy. Why you asked? Because this term Slytherin practically ruled the school. First The Gobstone Cup, The Quidditch Cup and last but not least they finally snagged the House Cup from that lions. This term was definitely the best term.

The blonde already saw some of her housemates already in the Slytherin table chatting. She looked around hoping to find her two besties but she couldn't spotted them anywhere. Oh well, maybe they still packing. Then she saw Helena, the younger Slytherin whom she met this term. "Hi Helena." she greeted the younger girl. "How are you?" she asked before taking a seat across her. Then she saw an older girl near Helena "Hello." she said.

"I was looking for -"

...

Waaaait.

Without actually realizing, Helena was talking to someone she'd never met, and she didn't even look up to see who it was. Her eyes shot up and gave the girl that was sitting somewhere next to her a smile. "I'm fine." And she'd be even better if she could find the chocolate pudding. Uhh there was too much food on that table!

"I'm Helena, by the way," she added, grinning.

But then... someone else appeared.

"Freya!" The girl said cheerfully, scooting over a little bit for her to sit down. "I'm good. How about you?" And... they kept meeting at that table. Hehe.

"Hey." Freya couldn't help smiling to Helena cheerful tone. "I'm pretty good." Well, with all that Cups Slytherin won this term she didn't had any reason to be feeling not good, right?

"You seems really cheerful." she said. Maybe Helena already found pudding that's her favorite, right? The younger Slytherin was asking about it when they first met in this particular table.

Caroline had finally given in the whole plan was to just not even come to this terms end of term feast and just get on the train in the morning and go home. Home where she didn't even care to be either, but with the way that this term had gone she home sounded better than being here...... at the moment. On the bright side of going home Kita her best friend was moving in with her and her sister Starr. Who just had her twins earlier that day. Her mother had send her an owl telling her that she had had the twins that morning.....also a better reason to be going home. Caroline was an aunt, Aunt Caroline. She thought it had a nice ring to it.

The blonde made her way over to the Slytherin house house table. What a great term it had been for them. They won the Quidditch Championship, the Gobstone championships, and the house cup. She found a empty seat near the other end of the great hall and flopped down into the seat. Okay she was hungry very hungry, that was the biggest reasons why she came up here was to eat.

She had tried to just make a stop by the kitchens to see if she could grab something and take it to her dorm to eat there. But the house elves looked so busy runinng around for the feast that she was a bit scared to ask for anything or to get in their way by trying to make herself something. So she just decided to come in up here and eat and celebrate Slytherins take over sweep taking all three wins.

Aiden who still insists that she'd rather stay at Hogwarts than going home grabs a cauldron cake. Slowly she bites it before noticing the sixth year Slytherin sitting next to her. Come to think of it, Aiden has never talked to her before. This might be a good chance on making a new friend.

Moving her hand to hold the glass of orange juice, Aiden raises her glass close to Caroline, as if she's offering a toast. "To our triple victory," smiles Aiden faintly.

Sheesh. She had NOT forgotten Sal's birthday... just as she was certain he had not forgotten hers. Heh. Thing was she really wanted to NAIL her OWLs so she had been either in the library having a FIT or in her dorms studying. Now that they were done she felt much better and was practically BOUNCING her way over to her love.

Sneaking up behind him she went up on tippy toe and covered his eyes with her hands. "Guess who!" she said with a giggle.

Tomorrow...Savannah and the other students will be on the Hogwarts Express going home. Another year has come and pass. Savannah sighed and sat down next to a he-snake that she had never talked to before. What's wrong with making new friends even at the end of the school year?

"Hi." Savannah doesn't what else to say. She really wish that English should have more than one way to greet people. Hi, hey, and hello are all how Savvy greets people, but she got sick and tired of it by now. Why can't someone invent another word called...yalo?

So this was it, Kimalia thought as she made her way into her usual seating area, she had neglected to pack her things away despite knowing the day will be approaching ever closer for her to go back on the Hogwarts Express train.

Smiling as she noticed the hourglass, it appeared that Slytherin just might win, she hoped. Her first year was splendid, she made sure to attend classes with her best effort, making her land in the top Slytherin students for earning house points, then the Quidditch.. oh she will never stop replaying the ending.. her father definitely must be beaming with pride about her. Then she remember how there would be one less player next year, her captain, she saw Aaron with Aurora and the head girl. Getting up she waved at them.

"Hey guys," Kimalia smiled to hide her sadness. "I can't believe this year went by so fast.."

As the people settled down, Evan noticed he should sit too. Standing there wouldn't buy him any more time. With a loud sigh, he walked over to the trio, greeted them with a "Hello," and then found himself a seat somewhere in the middle. Might as well try to enjoy his last moments here...

Fallon chuckled at Iris's comment to Aaron. She was thinking the exact same thing. She frowned slightly. "I'm gonna miss you too Aaron. But we have the whole summer right?"

She planned on spending a lot of time with people this summer. A lot of time. She chuckled as Aaron pushed the younger Snake out of the way so he could sit next to Iris. Fallon smiled glad that two of her best friends were very happy.

Fallon then turned her attention to the male prefect."Hey there Evan." She watched as he took a seat near them. Her grin widened. The thoughts of their last conversation still running through her mind...

There was much serious contemplation as to whether or not her friendship-making techniques were effective or not. Why wouldn't anyone want to be her friend?! Was she the one that had to go up there--do all the work with her talking--oh Lola Jones, the only soul of good in this table! The only soul that thought well to form bonds! She sighed so dramatically at this thought and placed one hand below her cheek, with her head tilted straight up at the bewitched ceiling--this was the 'thinking' pose and it made her look more articulate and intelligent than ever.

Finally, at last, she heard someone speak in her direction!--A FRIEND?

Lola turned her head and placed her eyes on this young Slytherin girl who, at the moment, looked rather sad and oh Merlin, her eyes; those eyes stabbed her to the core! She pulled on a flummoxed look while she observed the girl, who REALLY looked as if she was going to miss Hogwarts, like she was. 'Oh, don't you worry little girl! YOU DON'T HAVE TO GO! You can stay with Aunt Lola at Hogwarts over the summer, and we shall live with our House Elf--whose name ends with -lita!'

The URGE! THE TEMPTATION!

Yet, she didn't even know her name.

"Oh oh you poor darling, of course, I'm all right!" she tutted, sympathetically patting the girl's head and shaking her head in pity. Her voice was heavy, and her head was still tilted up at a high angle because well, everyone KNOWS that angle for royalty. "May I ask your name, child? I'm Lol--" her eyes suddenly transitioned to the jacket potatoes on the girl's plate, and she shrieked in complete horror! The girl was after her--what with those cold, murderer eyes and those HORRIBLE potatoes! Why couldn't she have seen it from the beginning? "Take it away, child! TAKE IT AWAY!" Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as if she was about to faint and she quickly scooted a few inches to safety.

Riley snorted, "It's what?" he paused. "Gross? Yeah I know. So many people are just blubbering without a care in the world as to how disgusting they look when they do it." he said eyeing some of the people nearby. He didn't care how saw he was to be leaving Hogwarts, he wasn't about to let everyone's last memories of him here be marred by images of him with tears rolling down his cheeks and snot smeared all over his face.

Nope, not cool.

"Yep, I got to move on I suppose." he said leaning back against the table, legs spread out the opposite side of the bench, rather than facing the table. "But I'll be around Diagon Alley and you can always owl me." Because of couse she was going to miss him dreadfully.

Aurora waved manically at Penny. "PENNY!" she shouted over the general hubbub of students. "Promise you'll write over the holidays 'kay?! Maybe I'll see you on the train!" she didn't beckon for the Hufflepuff to come and sit with her, she had her own friends in her own house to sit with. Besides, there wasn't enough room here anyway.


Aurora glanced up and down the table and noticed a boy sat on his own... Oh. It was that boy. The boy who presented the possibility of TEARING MUMMY AND DADDY SNAKE APART!!! But he was Iris' friend. She nudged Aaron. "There's that Jimbo boy. Shouldn't you tell Iris? They're friends right?" she said. "But if you're planning on... You know... I'd do it soon because he looks pretty miserable. Who knows what he might do." she added in a whisper.

Iris looked at Aurora as she got all dramatic about Slytherin never winning again. "We'll win again. You're still going to be here, aren't you? So you should make sure that we do win again, for us."

Iris snorted. "I'm pretty certain YOU'D look ridiculous in such a costume." hehehe. Oh.. wait. No. Iris was giving him ideas! Bugger. The very last thing they needed was Aaron in a superhero suit. even if he would look good in one... would Last few hours in Hogwarts, and here they were talking about how silly people would look in superhero costumes.

It was nice to see that they were obviously ready to step into the big, bad, grown up world.

As Aaron gave Aurora that little pep talk, Iris smiled to herself. She looked over the table to Fallon and sighed slightly once she caught sight of some Seventh Years going up to the podium to write in the memory book. Iris didn't want to write in it. She knew she had to at some point... she didn't know what she was going to write, though.

The blonde was dragged out of her thoughts when Aaron pushed Aurora out of the way to sit down. Looking at Aaron as he sat down, Iris smiled at him. Teehee.


Yeah.... It might have been rude, but seeing as though Iris's hand quickly found Aaron's under the table, Iris obviously didn't care...

She looked away from Aaron when Evan came over to them. "Hey, Cartwright." she said, grinning. Their conversation in the Prefects' Bathroom the night before had been fun... Lots o' reminiscing and talking about the future...

"Exactly! We have all summer." Iris nodded in agreement to Fallon's comment. "... and for the rest of forever." Just because Fallon was going to New York, and just because Aaron was going to be playing Professional Quidditch didn't mean that everything had to change. Well, that's how Iris was hoping it would be, anyway.

Aurora nodded at Iris. "Well yes... But even I know that I'm not the most trustworthy person..." she said. She may be back next year but she would never win a Quidditch game or a Gobstones match and she was pretty sure that, however hard she tried, she wouldnt ever be a great points earner... She just didn't sit well with rules. "But I'll try, just for you..." she grinned and looked back to Aaron, still wondering what to do about That Jimbo Boy.

Samira sat down at the Slytherin table in a bright mood, yet, not in a happy mood. Something about being around all these people, laughing and talking and eating, made Samira feel cheerful. But then again, her mood was a bit damp seeing as how they were going home tomorrow. She didn't want to leave the castle just yet. She wasn't ready. Reaching over, Samira piled her plate with a modest amount of food. Just enough to satisfy her hunger, but enough to not make her look like a big. Taking a sip of pumpkin juice, she let her eyes scan the crowd of people calculatingly.

Nika stormed over to the Slytherin table. Her eyes flickered up and down the table of happy snakes until she found a friend. This way Emily wouldn't try to come over to her and if she did Nika had back up. The Gryffindor set her plate down on the table and sat next to Samira without even saying a hello. She filled her empty plate with little helpings of mashed potatoes, broccoli, and a small peice of chicken. Taking her fork, she violently jabbed it into a piece of broccoli several times. "I-HATE-HER." Okay so maybe hate was a strong word and she was jumping to conclusions very early, but she wasn't the least bit happy with her ex-best friend.

"You'd think she'd be upset that she was leaving me and maybe even apologize about our fight but NO! She teased me!? She mocked me! URRGH!" Nika pounded her fist on the table and took heavy breathes. This was the angriest she had ever been at Hogwarts and for a situation that she had thought was nearly impossible before. "I thought she was my friend, but I was seriously mistaken." She let out an angry puff and started to butcher up another peice of broccoli. "After all we had been through." Picked up an unharmed vegetable and bit off the green end angrily. "You know this feast can't get any worse. I want to go home and I want to go now." Only moments ago had she dreaded the idea of leaving, but now she wanted to leave. She wanted to go to her room where she could cry alone and be unseen. Nika Adler had cracked.

Samira was chewing on some carrots when she spotted someone storming towards her. Ooh, drama! How she loved drama--

Wait, was that Nika? Darn, now she had to participate in the drama. Putting her fork down, Samira watched Nika with wide eyes. "Um, hello," she said cautiously. Nika looked pretty ticked. Samira had never actually seen Nika mad. She's seen her happy, and crazy, and depressed, but not mad. Nika Adler certainly had an expansive range of emotions, it seemed. She watched her, leaning forward instead of away like most would. Samira may be a Slytherin, but she had some fearless Gryffindor traits, too. She was just about to open her mouth to say something when a loud gasp came out instead. "Nika," she whispered, aghast. Who could make happy little Nika hate them??

She listened to Nika's rant with the occasional, "Er's," and "Uh's" and "Mmhmm's". She held up her hands to stop Nika. "Wait, who mocked you?" In other words, who do I need to hex? "Pink," she said firmly but gently, hoping the nick name would calm her down. "What on earth happened? Slow down, and tell me!" She leaned in on her elbows and prepared to absorb the story.

Nika continued poking the poor defenseless little pieces of broccoli with her fork. She needed to get rid of her anger before the train ride. Nika wanted to vent, but she had a feeling that if she got started she'd never end. The little second year was filled with angry things to say and every single one of them had to do with one friend in particular. She heard Samira whisper her name and snapped, "What!?" What could she possibly want. Nika was only half conscious of what she was doing and her anger was controlling her at this point. She looked back at Samira who looked confused by her rage and sighed, "Sorry I'm irritable right now." Due to current events.

Throughout Nika's mumblings Samira had added a few sound effects, but Nika never noticed. She hardly knew that her friend was even listening to her rant on about this mystery person. Then when Nika's ramblings had subsided long enough for her to say something she took the opportunity and Nika stopped to listen. "I don't even want to relive it! Emily made me angry, really angry." She took a few deep breaths and stabbed her broccoli some more, it was relaxing and fun at the same time. "She knew I was upset about her moving to France and she still made sure to rub it in my face! Then she has to go and joke about staying to make me feel even worse and UGH! The nerve. Well you know what I've had enough! I want to go home. I don't want to come back." Her face was starting to match the color of her hair as balled her hand up into a tight fist.

Samira drew back as if slapped. She narrowed her eyes a bit, masking her hurt. There was only one way to deal with this...."Nika Rae Adler!" She said firmly, hoping to sound authoritative. "You stop this right now, missy. I know you're irritable, and obviously upset, but you came here and if you want me to listen to talk to you I suggest you calm yourself down!" She took a deep breath and steadied Nika with a look. Hopefully this would make Nika snap out of it instead of getting even more angry. That's what her mother always did to Samira when she was having a temper tantrum. It was true though, if Nika wanted to come and sit by her, then fine and dandy, but she needed to pull herself together. Samira didn't even know why she was being yelled at!

What what? Emily, as in the Emily that left Samira to deal with Nika's waterworks Emily that--as far as she knew---didn't even write? "Emily's back?" She furrowed her eyebrows. "Since when?!" Oh no. This wouldn't do. Samira was Nika's best friend, and she intended to keep it that way.