The Pathways
 

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William walks around the pathways. He hopes to find his friends or evwn new ones.

Ronnie noticed a girl about her age walking around the pathways by herself. Well why not...she was walking by herself to it was the least she could do. She walked up to the girl and smiled and then looked down at some sort of creature...umm...what was it. "What kind of pet do you have there?" Ronnie asked with a smile not sure what was going on.

"I've never seen one before." Ronnie said blushing. She sat down on the grass just off the pathway in case some one else walked by. "I'm Ronnie by the way...Well actually it's Veronica...but I hate that name." Ronnie realized she was going on about nothing important so she shut up and looked at the girl. Waiting to see if she was going to respond.

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Anakin was sorta kinda TIRED of being holed up in the castle. As beautiful and serene as the place was, all he'd been able to think about the night before was when he'd be able to get OUTSIDE. Where it was pretty, and the weather was nice.

So first thing that morning, he grabbed a yummy egg sandwhich from the house elves and headed down to the paths. Where it was nice and sunny and cozy.

Berrin!
 

Bissy couldn't sleep at all. She tossed and turned in the bed. Then, she got out of the bed and changed her clothes. Everybody in the dorm was sleeping so getting outside and taking some fresh air seemed perfect to her. She left the castle and started walking. There were pathways surrounded with trees. She headed towards them and thought it was a really nice place. However, she was shivering because of the cold breeze. After taking a few steps, she saw a boy walking ahead of her. He looked familiar to her and realised that he was Evan Cartwright. What a nice coincidence it was. She called out to him saying: "Taking a morning walk, Evan?"

Pretty sure that he would be alone for at least an hour, Evan was startled when he heard a voice calling him. Turning on the spot, he came face-to-face with Bissy, and smiled. She could come and watch. She could even join, if she wished... he was fine, really, as long as it wasn't someone younger than fifth year, and a Huffie. Bissy was none of those, obviously. She was on quite the clever side, even.

"Not really, gonna play some football," he said, showing the ball in his hand. "How about you? Couldn't get used to the dormitories yet?"

She looked at the boy smiling. He was the warmest person she had ever met at Hogwarts, even warmer than Josh. Of course the lion boy couldn't be warm towards her when Evelyn clang him wherever he went. She didn't want to think about this matter. It'd be wiser to enjoy the clear and the fresh air. Playing football? Wasn't that the thing muggles play with a motionless ball? Yeah, probably it was.

She approached the seventh year snake boy and said: "Isn't a bit early for practising?" They kept walking along the path. "I couldn't sleep well tonight and thought it's no use turning in bed so I got out to get some fresh air. And luckily I have found a nice company." she uttered beaming.

GIGGLE.GIGGLE.

SKIP.SKIP.

SQUEAL.

That was the pattern that seemed to occur when Minnie Petrov was walking errrr...SKIPPING somewhere. With a merry little smile on her face, she kept up with her squealing/weird humming thing. She smiled past a few students, radiating in their directions. She wanted them to like her and find her pretty and want to be friends with her. ^___^

Surely it was early in the morning but that didn't stop Minnie and her hyper antics. Only a truely SILLY person would think she wasn't NOT hyper at this time of day.

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SHE RAN INTO SOMEONE. :whaa: Pattern was RUINED. The little girl pulled back, wincing."I'M SOOOOOO SORRY, PERSON. I AM, I AM. I SWEAR I AM!"
She squealed, worried look on her face.

She couldn't help it, she was scared. D: Minnie smiled though, trying to look SOMEWHAT nice.

Lulu was digging her fingers into the softened soil with some effort. Although the flowers and the leaves were mostly used for the potions she did know, Patterson was certain the roots could be useful for something. Plus, wouldn't it be helpful if she could transplant it to a biodome? She'd have to ask the Herbology Professors about that. That was a piece of magic she wasn't prepared yet to do. To control an environment, even if it was inside some kind of magical globe, wasn't an easy feat, she was sure.

The dark haired girl fell on her bottom when a voice startled her. She threw her gloved hands up, sending the soil clinging to the bulky fingers flying. "Pet?" repeated Patterson as she gathered her bearings. "Oh, you mean Robin?" inquired the girl pointing a gloved finger at the black-footed ferret sniffling around the unknown girl's knees when she sat down on the grass. "Sir Robin is a ferret but he's kinna special. He's a black footed ferret. They're kind of rare especially in these parts. Name's Lulu Patterson," said the girl finally, tugging a glove off and extending the uncovered hand to Veronica. "Nice to meetcha, Ronnie."

Ronnie giggled when the girl sent soil all over. She looked at her hair and noticed bits were in it. She starting picking them out while listening to the new girl. "Ferret? I've never knew they could be pets." Ronnie said blushing. There was very little she did know about pets besides cats. She looked down as the ferret began to sniff her knees"Can I pet him?" Ronnie asked thinking it was best if she asked before she just stuck her hand out.

"He won't bite will he?" Ronnie asked blushing even more. She really didn't want to offended her. "It's nice to meet you Lulu." She smiled and took the extended hand shaking it. Ronnie fully sat down on the grass and crossed her legs Indian stye.

Lulu nodded before as she shook Ronnie's hand. Not a lot of people thought about ferrets when considering pets. In fact, most didn't. At least that had been Lulu's personal experience. She found every term two or three people, at the very least, who seemed startled by her choice in companion. "Well, ya know. I wouldn' tell someone to get a ferret for their first pet," informed the Slytherin girl thickly, returning to her previous work carefully, digging up the monkshood plant, roots and all. "They're eager, and temperamental and hard to train." Patterson shook the plant in an attempt to dislodge the dirt from its roots. "Sir Robin here doesn't listen to me. He listens more to my friend Greer. Reckon he fancies her because of her hair."

While Lulu tried removing the knapsack from her back, Sir Robin had bravely breached the distance between himself and Ronnie. He climbed up on one of her knees, observing her boldly with beady dark eyes. Lulu watched him for a moment before wrapping the small plant with some paper towels. "Reckon he fancies you too. Just like 'im, really. He fancies most people save me. He doesn't bite so it's okay to pet 'im, if you want. I wouldn't squeeze him or hug him, though. He's not much for hugs. He likes climbing shoulders and heads bettah."

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"It's only the beginning of term." Mia muttered as she walked with a purposeful stride down the pathways, after the Head Boy. The beginning of term and already she was handing out advice.

When she finally caught up with Finn, Mia gave him a hard poke in the back with her finger. Well to her it was hard but he probably wouldn't feel it. "So Mr Headboy, let's hear your side of the story."

Finlay frowned as he felt someone poking him in the back. That wasn't very nice. You didn't go around moking people in the back. Folding his arms, he turned around to see who it was. Oh. "Hi Mia." He smiled at her, but frowned again when she spoke. Well...she would want to know about that. He wasn't that surprised to be honest.

"She said I was pushing her away." He shrugged, and continued on walking. "Then she dumped me. End of story." Kind of seemed worthless now. He hadn't seen Marie since, and part of him was pretty glad. He didn't know what he'd do if her saw her. He wasn't very happy about it. He didn't like getting dumped. It was happening far too frequently recently. "Do we have to talk about it Mia? I'm sure Marie's told you enough."

There had been about half a dozen questions on her lips. Like did he think he was pushing her away? And why did he give up so easily? And had he actually loved her? But those questions died the moment he said he didn't want to talk about it.

Mia pursed her lips for a moment and then shrugged her shoulders also. "Fine, if that's what you want." she said and hurried to keep up with him. "I guess we can talk about me then. I kinda ran away from home." Yeah beat that Finlay.

"Thanks Mia..." Finlay paused, and turned to look at her. She knew that he didn't really like talking about these things. He hadn't meant to push Marie away, but if he had...then he was sorry about it. She'd find someone better now away. Part of him missed her, but he wanted to move on. Finn had enough to deal with this term...

But then Mia spoke again, and Finn eyed widened. "What?" He stopped walking again. "Why?" He looked concerned. What had made her run away? He had thought she was really close with her family. "Mia...?" He asked. He really was concerned. What had happened that had made her run away?

Of course she knew that would shock the crap out of him but she hadn't expected him to stop walking so abruptly and she walked straight into him. With a sheepish grin, Mia stepped back and looked up at him. "Had a fight with my dad." It still pained her to say that but she managed not to let it show on her face. Only her eyes betrayed her true feelings.

"He lied to me Finn. He lied to me for sixteen and a half years." She folded her arms across her chest and stared up at the castle. "So I took off and stayed with Nik." Which had been great but she couldn't deny that she did miss her family especially her father. Unfortunately she was too stubborn to go back...yet.

Finlay sighed, looking down at his best friend. He knew her well enough to know that she was probably upset about this, and so he stepped closer, wrapping his arms around her. "Oh Mia....I'm really sorry." He might have hated his dad quite a lot, but he knew he'd be pretty upset if he had a fight with him.

Her father lied to her? Finlay frowned, rubbing her back gently. He wanted to comfort Mia. Make her feel better. "Mia...what about?" It would make him understand more if she told him, but he'd understand totally if she didn't want to tell him. Pulling back, he smiled at her. "You don't have to tell me...but I'm here if you want to talk about."

Mia leaned into him when he wrapped his arms around her and she took a few deep breaths to keep herself from crying. She had done enough of that over the summer. Poor Nik, had no idea what to do with her when she was blubbery mess. "Thanks."

She heaved a deep sigh at his question and while Finn was her best friend..."I know. But right now I'm not up for talking about it." There were a few things she had to find out before she went into it. "When I am though, I'll come find you." It seemed they were now even on the not talking about things.

"So how's the Headboy duties going?"

Evan chuckled at her question. Yeah, it was a bit early, for most of the people. And normally, if it was for anything else, he would have been quite bothered to wake up at that hour, but for football he would do anything. And to practise much more than before to get a contract from a real Premier League team was worth everything. He didn't say all these out loud though, right now only Mina knew, and he wanted to keep it that way. He didn't want to talk about it much.

"Yeah, but can you see ANYONE around to bother me or hit the ball or whatever drama they want to do with a handsome prefect with a ball?" he asked, grinning. Nope, not even the birds were awake yet. After a little walk, he stopped as they were in a clearing now wide enough to have a one-goal match. Raising one eyebrow at her as she told she couldn't sleep, he wondered why she couldn't sleep well. She didn't seem to be the type to be home-sick... maybe she was ill? He hoped not, she'd better NOT be home-sick.

"Why couldn't you sleep?" he asked with a concerned look as he set the ball on the ground, ignoring the 'nice company' comment. Being her prefect at the same time, he needed to identify and problems and solve them.

"I'm your best friend Mia...I'm supposed to comfort you. You don't need to thank me." Finlay really meant it. He didn't want her to cry. He'd hate to see her do that. He pulled away, smiling at her. She didn't want to talk about it? "I understand Mia....just like I don't want to talk about..." Yup. She knew.

He was glad when she changed the subject. He motioned up the path. Did she want to keep walking? "They're not too bad." He smiled. He was enjoying it actually.

So after the less than lovely almost meeting of the yearbook staff, Cassie finally ventured from the common room. She figured it really made little sense brooding over what happened and besides it wasn't like her to let what other people say get to her.

Dressed in jogging shorts and tank, Cassie made her way to the path and proceeded to jog along, dark ponytail swishing behind her. For now she figured that it was best she put her efforts into getting ready for quidditch tryouts.

As she jogged along the path she couldn't stop her mind from wandering back to a little look she received from a certain someone in the office, the memory of it made her smile.

Mordred made his way down to the grounds after receiving a note from his best friend Chloe. He brought it with him to the pathways to re-read it again together with his father’s bamboo pan flute. Mordred was thrilled to see it tucked inside his trunk with his father’s note attached to it:

Take care of this Mordred. Your mother and I figured you could use this to accompany you. Have a great term in Hogwarts. – Dad

His father must’ve slipped the instrument inside Mordred’s trunk the day before he left for school. He knew how much music meant to Mordred, and he figured it could also be one of the few things his son would want to have during his first year as he adjusts to his new environment.

Mordred then kept both of the notes inside his pocket, looked for a nice boulder to sit on, and began to play the flute.

Serena was becoming a world class worrier. She was already worried she would be bad at Astronomy when she hadn't even started it yet! She needed to relax... She thought about walking into the Forbidden Forest but apparently it was always dark in there so that was out of the question. She was just about to delve into her daily daydream when she heard some music playing. Serena looked around and saw Mordred playing the flute. "Hi Mordred" She said "I didnt know you could play the pan flute"

Since it was a nice day, with nice weather and everything, Helena decided to go for a walk. She had no idea where, but she wanted... needed to walk. To have a fresh mind, when the classes would start. She had a feeling that this term is going to be a bit more... let's say complicated, but just because she wanted it to be like that. So no complaining.

But the girl suddenly stopped walking, because she was... kind of lost. Or... not? Maybe she had been here before, but probably when everything was covered by snow and of course, it looked totally different. Buuuut lost or not, it was the perfect place for a long walk.

Halfway through the piece, Mordred thought he heard someone call his name. He looked up and saw a familiar face.

"Serena." Mordred smiled as he acknowledged her presence. "Something I do to clear my head." he said as he raised the pan flute. "I see you have been sorted in Ravenclaw. Congratulations." he said as he noticed her wearing a blue tie. "What brings you here?" he asked. He was expecting her to be somewhere inside the Library studying.

"I wanted to see if I could find a certain animal in the Forbidden Forest, but I sort of realised that it's Forbidden so decided against it. I was about to go and check when my next Astronomy lesson was but I heard you playing" She blushed "You're really good"

“No I can’t see anyone but you.” She said grinning back. A handsome prefect, eh? Yeah, he was a prefect and he was cute and funny rather than handsome. And those were better characteristics to be in a friend as far as she was concerned. They kept walking until they reached a clearing. Oh, how beautiful that school was. There weren’t such beauties when she was at Durmstrang. There were just birch trees and oaks but at Hogwarts one could see each and every shade of green.

The blonde girl sensed a pair of eyes lingering on her and she looked back at Evan. With a slight smile, she said: “It’s nothing to worry about, Evan. I just thought about some things and watched the ceiling all night long. Thanks for asking” It was very kind of him to ask her why she couldn’t sleep but Bissy was not in the mood to talk about those things as thinking of them was a bit painful for her. Then she joyfully said: “Very well then, Cartwright? Let’s practise”

Ronnie giggled as the ferret climbed up her knee. She slowly and carefully reached out her hand and can him a pet down the ferret's back. "He's actually cute!" Ronnie exclaimed! She smiled from ear to ear and kept petting him. Ronnie looked back up at the girl now. "What are you working on?" She asked her.

Ronnie reached over and pulled one of the backpack straps down for her. "Here let me help." Ronnie said, seeing that Lulu was struggling just a bit to get her backpack off. "So what year are you?" It was such a common questions around Hogwarts, what year, and before the term starts it's what house. But after you could see their house crest on their robes. Ronnie looke back down at the ferret. "Sir Robin you are adoreable. All I have for a pet is a kitten. Her name is Lily." Ronnie said and then began to look around for her. "She followed me out here, so she should be around her some where." Ronnie mentioned more to herself to Lulu.

Mordred grinned. "Thank you. I still need more practice, though." he said looking at his pan flute. "I thought you will be somewhere in the Library studying already." he added. "Do you play any instrument? My friend Aurora plays the violin. She's good." he smiled.

Behind Serena, he thought he saw someone lurking behind the trees. He stared at it for a moment and finally stood up to see if his eyes were just playing tricks on him. It's an enchanted place after all.

"Daisy?" Mordred said quite shocked. It was that girl. The one who looked like Chloe...

Clearing his throat. He introduced Serena to her. "Serena, I want you to meet Daisy. Daisy, this is Serena." he said looking at both girls.

"I'm doing good. How are you?" he asked Daisy trying hard not show his shock.

Daisy walked along the path a little way to find Mordred and another first year girl she had only ever seen. Mordred had been sitting on a rock, playing a pan flute. Daisy had been trying not to laugh, she didn't think Mordred silly for playing it, but it was a rather strange sight to see him sitting on a rock like some kind of woodland creature. Daisy didn't want to inturrept Mordreds conversation, but she hadn't seen him for a while. After a couple of minutes staying in the shadows of the tall trees, Daisy announced her presence.
'Um - hi Mordred,' she said a little awkwardly. 'How are you?' she turned to the girl next to him, who Mordred was calling Serena and introduced herself. 'Hi, I'm Daisy.'

Giving her a See? nodding and look, Evan was pleased with his decision to wake up so early to practise... and bumping into Bissy had been the icing on the cake. Although he was very well capable of practising alone, a company always helped.

Raising one eyebrow, Evan shrugged at last. If she said so, it was it; he wouldn't insist on learning, even though he could see those 'things' were important. Then, returning her joy, he smiled hugely and said "Sure." Pausing for a moment to decide what to do, he asked "What would you like to do?" Sure, they had to warm up first and stuff... and normally, he had to first do some physical exercise and then play a match, but for Bissy he could change the order today.

Feeling pleased not to have been asked what those things were, she thought about the thing Evan had asked for a moment. She didn't know what to do actually as she hadn't played football before. She said timidly and with a smile on her face "Well, Evan, I don't know much about football so you tell me what to do. I'll obey your orders. You are the boss!" Then, raising her eyebrows, she looked into the snake boy's eyes expectantly.

I can't wait for this RP.. lol Norlyn <3
 

Jonathan walked around to keep his head on pace. Ever since they landed in Hogwarts he had never seen Jeanne ever. Where was she anyway? Even in class she never even said hi to him. Was she trying to avoid him or something? surely if there was a problem, they could at least talk about it.

Luckily for him, walking on the pathway was a great idea. He's looking for Jeanne and now he founds her. Staring at the tree while writing--- or is that sketching on her journal?

Jonathan ran over to her, careful this time that she wouldn't frighten her like last time. As he reached her he greeted "Jeanne" softly. Smiling a little bit though. Was he mad? Of course not. Was he annoyed of her? not really. Was he confused about Jeanne's actions? YES!

He's right. She's sketching the tree in front of her. It was very lovely even though it's just a draft. Jeanne loves to draw, that what Jonathan likes about her the most. Admiring her sketching, he forgot what he wanted to do in the first place. Oh right! He shook his head and focused to Jeanne, "can we talk?" Jonathan said all of a sudden. He wants to know what's been bothering her.

...don't know much? Don't know much? Oh, Merlin. WHY didn't no one know about football? And they were British, even if they were wizards! Sighing, he said "Sure." It had been pretty much fun teaching Mina, maybe Bissy was just as enthusiastic. Hopefully, or his day would be wasted and he didn't have any time to be wasted if he was to get that contract.

"Football is played with a motionless ball," he started from the very basic, just in case. He HAD seen such an idiot--yes, NO other word could describe her--who didn't even know that. And then she had proceeded to ask 'how they scored if the ball was motionless'. Merlin! Thankfully, Bissy wasn't such a stupid girl. Or at least, she didn't seem to be.

"In a normal match, there are 11 players from each team, and 4 referees. The ten men of each side can never use their arm. Except arm, touching the ball with every part is allowed." He grinned while saying that. He had loved it when Cristiano Ronaldo scored with his hip. Tehee. Of course, it was utter rudeness towards the other team, but still... it gave the people a good laugh. "Only one person can handle the ball, and that is the goalkeeper, responsible for avoiding the balls to get inside the goal. And he can only handle the ball inside the penalty area, that is, the rectangular area that indicates the team's... personal area. It is the most likely place for the goals to be scored." Though, some legends can score from 30 yards out. That was why they were legends, of course. "There are many more rules, of course, but these are the basics and the things you should know..." Pausing for another moment, he said "We'll practise passing, then, and if you wish we can play a short one-on-one game afterwards."

LOL. Me too. Happy Birthday BTW Myka! <3
 

She managed to create the draft part of the tree with some circles and lines. It's a good start. If only she had a table and chair then this would be a much better drawing.

She wasn't startled when Jonathan came to her and surprised her by saying her name. But Jeanne wasn't having a good feeling about how Jonathan have said his name. It was quite alarming even though it was said softly. What's wrong this time? Is he sad? Did he not get into the Quidditch team? What? What was bothering him?

And then those words just came out all of a sudden 'can we talk'. That's scary. If Jeanne felt so tired awhile ago, this suddenly woke her up. Her eyes widen in confusion. What's he going to say next huh? What did she do this time? Because the way he said those words felt so alarming and angry at the same time. Did she do something wrong?

Jeanne tried to calm down and asked "Okay, what do you want to talk about?" casually. She didn't want to get the wrong idea about it. Probably she's just being too paranoid about this. Maybe he's just wants the company.

did you have to put that? LOL! Thanks though!
 

Jonathan stared at Jeanne, he wanted to say what he has been keeping for so while but he couldn't just say it all at once. Jonathan loves her and can't bear to make her cry. Even with all the tension going on right now between the two of them, she acts like she doesn't even know. "Is there something wrong?" Jonathan asked her. He had a serious face on. "You're not speaking to me or talking to me these past few days." yeah, care to explain that, Jeanne. Is there something wrong, Jonathan is willing to compromise you know.

Listening Evan with a continuous smile on her lips she kept nodding after his each sentence. He was so compassionate about that football thing. If he felt so, maybe it was a good pastime activity and it was worth learning. She said: "Thanks for informing me Evan. I have completely understood the basics you have told me. I'll do my best to learn it believe me." Not knowing whether it would comfort him -to hear that she had been playing Quidditch for three years at Durmstrang-, she kept that information to herself. "A little practice will make me better, Captain! So, let's begin and pass me the ball." *wink*

Arabella-Marie skipped down to the pathways and smiled she was glad to be back at Hogwarts and hoped to make more friends soon

Jeanne almost had a heart attack on what Jonathan is about to say. But when he did.................... SIGH!!!

Was that his problem? Really, Jonathan? Are you sick or something? Sick of homework that yo decided to create this little festive drama of delusion to yourself. Why was he all like that all of a sudden? Jeanne can't put into words how she's feeling right now.

pffsssh!

"Since when have you been clingy?" Jeanne asked him with her eyebrow slightly elevated. Confused to what was Jonathan is mumbling all of a sudden. This is not a good conversation, in fact it's not even worth the conversation. "I can't believe you would actually say that." Jeanne felt just confused all of a sudden. Not knowing to punch the guy or to just go crazy. Something is definitely wrong with Jonathan. She's not avoiding him. she just had been busy reading lately, that's all. Since when was reading a problem anyway?

Clingy? Jonathan is suddenly clingy? What made her think that in the most possible way? What now, because he cared and misses her sudden;y he becomes the clingy boyfriend? "I'm not clingy" Jonathan felt insulted when Jeanne said that all of a sudden. There's a difference between being clingy and just wanting to check if she was okay.

Arghh! Jonathan feels like bursting awhile. "I can't believe that you're acting in that way." he mumbled more words and didn't looked at Jeanne for awhile. He was serious about this--- very serious. "Clingy" he coughed. He kept repeating that word all over again and again in his head.

he doesn't just get how suddenly he became clingy. Is there something wrong with just asking her, if there was something wrong? She's making this a nonsense fight. Not even worth it. "Fine! Since you don't want to talk about it anyway." He folded his arms and looked at Jeanne. If that's the way she wants it--- Jonathan not caring at all. Then he should.

He turned his back from her and starts to walk away.

'Hi Serena.' Daisy said, 'I'm good thanks,' she added to Mordred. 'Sooo you're in Slytherin?' she questioned Mordred, 'Did you expect that?'
Daisy had always been under the impression that all Slytherins were horrible, but Mordred seemed ok...

Mm. Food was one of the few, er okay, MANY distractions that threw Anakin off from his usual inspection of the area. And the particular sandwhich he had now was so yummy and he was busy savoring, that he didn't notice a smallish ISH figure SKIPPING towards him down the path way.

Maybe if he had...Eggy woulda been saved. Siiigh.

But alas, one second Anakin was about to take a bit of his sandwhich and then BAM. Bye bye sandwhich, hello stumbling Anakin. Not that the figure was THAT heavy and had THAT much force. Anakin just...wasn't prepared.

Sighing at the fallen food, Anakin turned slightly, just in time to catch the girl apologizing. Anakin just waved it off, giving a friendly smile. "Don't worry about it, s'all good. You alright?" 'Cause he'd feel bad if HIM standing in the way caused HER pain.

However, he was kinda curious...."Erm? Might I ask why your so joyfully skipping so early in the morning?"

Good, at least Bissy hadn't interrupted him. What annoyed him even more than idiots were the stupid questions squeezed between his explanations. When she thanked him he simply bowed his head with a great pleasure and said "You're welcome." It had even been fun. She knew how to listen, and seemed interested enough. It always excited him, to see interested people.

Smiling at her kind words, he nodded. Yeah, they shall begin now. Grinning at the word 'captain', he signalled her to get far a bit. Then, with inside of his foot pointing towards her, he hit the ball with medium hardness, enough to send it smoothly towards her.

"When passing shortly," he said as he hit, "always use inside of your foot. Do NOT kick with the tip. That is only for shooting, because then you can't control the direction of the ball." They'd do that too, oh they would. And then they would kick with the outer foot as well. That was his favourite; it was a great way to send the ball in a curve. And he could do it. *insert smug face here*

Mordred looked down at his green tie. "Sort of." he said as he flattened it against his chest. "Mum was a Slytherin." he added. "So you got in to Hufflepuff." he said looking at her yellow tie. "Your common room must be bustling with energy." Mordred said as he remembered Daisy storming out of the compartment a few days ago littering the compartment floor with chocolate frogs.

He rummaged through his pocket and offered Daisy a chocolate frog. "I know you want it." he said grinning.

Daisy took the frog happily, opened it and put it whole in her mouth. After a few moments of having her mouth full of chocolate, Daisy swallowed and was able to speak again.
'Aaah, so your Mum was a slytherin,' Daisy said, which explained a lot to her, 'familys usually stick to their houses, my Dad and brother were Hufflepuffs too.'
Daisy thought for a second or two, looking at Mordred, who still looked at her strangely, like he had done on the train. 'What is his problem?', she thought, 'I told him I wasn't Chloe...' Daisy was intrested to find out who this Chloe who looked so similar to her was.
'I haven't been in the common room much,' Daisy said, 'I've been doing quidditch practice most of the day, on my new broom. What about you? How long have you been playing your flute here?'

Mordred still stared at Chloe Daisy trying to come up with an explanation to this madness. Snapping out from his thoughts, "Quidditch? I thought first years were not allowed?" Mordred asked. He has got to tell Toby about the Quidditch practice. Maybe they could sneak in...or something similar to that.

Mordred then looked at his flute. "Just now." he said. "Father placed it inside my trunk without me knowing." he smiled. "That reminds me, I have to find a new place to play my instrument. The Lake's too crowded, this place is starting to get crowded..." he trailed off as he scoped the place. "Right, I think I know where I can play in peace." he said as he thought of the garden and kept his flute. "So Quidditch. Which team do you support?" he asked.

'I think first years are allowed to do quidditch, and I seriously hope so,' said Daisy, who loved quidditch and was looking forward to it more than anything more at Hogwarts. 'I support the Holyhead Harpies,' Daisy said. She was from Wales and lived near the Harpies training ground. 'Which team do you support?' Daisy asked, following Mordred, as she thought she could probably not find her way back to her common room alone...

Serena smiled "I can play the Bagpipes, just not very well"


Serena turned to the girl Mordred told her looked like Chloe. "Hey Daisy" She said, waving a free hand vaguely in her direction, the other was attempting to grab an acorn of the nearest Oak Tree for some reason...

"My mum used to play for the Holyhead Harpies." he said grinning. "I support the Kenmare Kestrels and the Falmouth Falcons. Mum thinks they are too violent. My father and I think that they are fun to watch." he chuckled. "So if first years were allowed to play, what position do you wish to take?" he asked.


"Bagpipes? Aren't those too big for you?" Mordred asked as he fondly remembered his grandfather teaching him how to play the full-size guitar at age 8.

As Serena greeted Daisy, he saw an uneasiness on her face. "Are you okay?" he asked.

Serena fondly recalled for a moment tripping over the Bagpipes "Yep, that's sort of why I wasn't too good at them. It's hard to be good at an Instrument which is around twice as tall as you."

Still holding the Acorn tightly in her hand Serena replied "I'm fine, just wanted this Acorn" please don't ask more, please don't ask more, please don't ask more she begged to no one in particular in her head.

Audrey loved to take little walks. Especially when the trees have changed color. And when the air was perfectly warm. Today, it was walking time.

As Audrey made her way down the path, she looked around. It's beautiful here at Hogwarts, she thought as if she just noticed. The tree next to her had beautiful colors of yellow and red on its leaves. To Audrey, it always looked like some sort of magic painted the leaves to the perfect color, to make the perfect look.

Arabella-Marie took a seat on one of the benchs and looked about hoping that somebody would chat to her soon

'Seriously??' said Daisy in disbelief, 'your Mum used to play for the Harpies? Wow! Thats who I want to play for. I want to be a beater,' she smiled, remembering the shock people always got when they realised she was ambidextrous, and could hold the bat in both hands.

Daisy glanced at Serena, trying not to stare too much. Why was Serena looking at her so uneasily too? Did she know this Chloe too? Daisy wanted to shove the problem off, but was just too curious...
'Are you ok?' she asked Serena quietly.

Serena shook her head "I'm really fine. Honestly, just a bit tense about... stuff" Serena broke off akwardly.

'Ok,' Daisy sighed a little irratbly. Why were all these people being so cold to her when she has never even met them before?

She turned to Mordred and asked, a little snappily 'Can you stop staring at me please? I'm not Chloe and I'm never gonna be, so just leave me alone...' Daisy never meant to sound so cross, but she was known for her short temper when people ignored her or kept something form her, it just really bugged her, so she gave Mordred a slightly apologetic face once she realised how she had said it.

Viola walked slowly, loving the feel of the fresh air on her face. Gosh, she was so glad that she decided to take a walk. She definitely needed this after the chaotic past few days.

She stood for a moment, since she really didn't know where to go. Honestly, she was quite confused. Then, she noticed someone familiar, standing some distance away, who seemed to be stuck in the same situation as she was. "Helena!" she cried, before she could stop herself. Really, did she have to scream like that? But, she was glad to see her.

Oooops, Serena thought Well, that was a bad first impression... She said Hastily "Sorry if I'm being a bit distant, it's nothing to do with you, just... nothing..." She didn't particularly feel like the whole school knowing about... well. She didn't want to know it herself...

Drama? :D
 

Mordred hid his shock when Chloe snapped at him and went for the defense. "You'll never be Chloe, I know that very well." Mordred said almost in a whisper with sad eyes. Seeing Daisy get mad was like seeing Chloe get angry at him. Both girls don't know how much he misses his best friend and as much as he wanted to shout back at them, he thought it was best to just excuse himself.

He held his right temple and said "Excuse me." and went off to the student's garden.

'That's ok,' said Daisy, more warmly. She was one of the more confident first years and had to get used to some people being shy. Daisy wished Mordred would be less secretive too, but as Daisy thought, 'thats boys...'

'Wait..' said Daisy, tearing after Mordred, she didn't mean to upset him, but anger sometimes just burst out of herself. 'I didn't mean it, I'm sorry...' she yelled, catching up on him.

Nika skipped around the grounds looking for something to do. There were just so many options. Besides she wanted to have a good look around the whole castle before all of her classes started up again. She needed to have a good welcome home walk, or rather skip. "WOAH! I'm so sorry." She apologized to the younger student as she bumped into her. "I guess I don't realize how fast I skip."

Serena gazed after Daisy running after Mordred and sighed slightly. Why did she have no-one? At least they hadn't found out, she would never let anyone know. She had half a mind to just go and find Emmy as she assumed that Mordred and Daisy wanted to talk to each other. Maybe she'd go and ask them if she was acting like the fifth wheel...

Audrey felt something bump into her. "ouch!" she exclaimed and turned around. When the young girl apologized, Audrey smiled. "Oh, haha, it's ok! I'm Audrey Lita Criswell, fourth year Slytherin," she said. "Don't you just love fall? It's the second most beautiful season of the year!"

.....AND EVEN HIS SANDWICH WAS ON THE GROUND. ;______;

POOR HIM.

Minnie's brown eyes flickered down towards the sandwich before looking back up at the boy, the UNKNOWN boy that she suddenly felt very bad for. HE LOST HIS SANDWICH AND IT WAS ALL CAUSE OF HER. WHAT IF HE THOUGHT SHE WAS MEAAAAAAAAN?! Minnie didn't want THAT. However, before pouting and feeling all sad, Minnie figured it was best to offer some WISE advice."I wouldn't eatttt that now, SORRY. It'd probably have gross germs all over it. Gross germs that can get you SICK."The little blonde flailed. GERMS WERE ICKY. ICKY.ICKY.POO-POO. Poor sandwich infested with germs!

Okay, well he didn't SEEM like he hated her. YAY HER."Am I okay? OF COURSE I'M OKAY. I'm fiiiiine, I'm STANDING. i didn't lose my POOR SANDWICH!"OH OVER DRAMATIC DRAMA QUEEN. That was REALLY only how one could describe Miss Minnie."Was it a good sandwich?"She mumbled randomly, looking at him wide eyed. If it was a BAD sandwich she'd feel less terrible. BUT STILL TERRIBLE.

....Was he questioning skipping? :mellow:

Minnie SCOWLED, crossing her arms."I think the question SHOULD be why aren't YOU skipping? It's not a bad day, no? The weather's nice. YOU SOUND BE SKIPPING JOYFULLY, YES!"

BEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM.

When Evan gestured her to go back a few steps, she did what she had been told. She stumbled on a stone while she was going backwards. She pulled herself together and smiled at Evan rather awkwardly. He must have been thinking that she was an idiot. Yeah, that was probable. *inner groan*

Looking at how Evan passed the ball to her, she listened his instructions at the same time. Well she could do it; it seemed easy when she watched Evan do it. Yeah! OK! Use inside of your foot not the tip! “I hope I can do it. I don’t want to feel embarrassed anymore.” she thought. She took a step backwards then she hit the ball. It missed Evan’s foot a few inches. Was it good or bad? She didn’t know. She looked at Evan’s face rather timidly and inquiringly. “Well, what do you think of that? It was not good, was it?” she asked moodily.

Anakin watched her look from him, before flicking down towards the sandwhich. He followed her gaze, frowning slightly and giving an inaudible sigh. He'd been enjoying that. But he could always get another one from the house elves later. Because the house elves were nice, and eager to please. Anakin loved them, if it were possible, he'd marry a house elf. Fighting back the frown and looking back at the girl, Anakin's eyes widened at her words.

O_____o

Did she really think he WOULD eat that now? He wasn't stuuuupid. But he couldn't get MAD at her for giivng helpful advice, EVEN if it made him feel like he was thought to be stoooopid. "Oh no, it's okay. I can get another one later. Thanks." Or he could just forget the sandwhich and actually go to the Great Hall for breakfast? That'd be smart too. ^___^

Blinking slightly, rather amused by the girl's rather exubarant replies, Anakin couldn't help but smirk slightly. "Well, good. It'd be bad if you like, propelled back or something." Mehhhh. It was okay, he wasn't going to harbor hard feelings over a sandwhich. "It's okay, there's plenty of food in the castle. I'll live without this one." Yup. Just hopefully a habit wasn't made of this. Then it might get a little irritating. Was it good? Anakin considering answering truthfully, but then decided against it. Maybe if he lied she'd feel better? "I've had better in my years." 15 years of life. Yup.

HUH!? Why was he being SCOWLED at? BLANK STARE TIME. Anakin could only STARE at her, well more so than usual, but STILL. She was rather a fanatic about skipping wasn't she? "Well, er, I just mean...it's early...aren't you still tired?" Meh. Whatever. To each his own. Glancing at the girl, to the path, then back. Ani gave a small weak skip. Just one. Just to show he didn't HATE skipping.

Elaine wandered around the grounds, with Happy on her shoulder. She had expected him to fly off as soon as they got outside, but no, the owl stayed with her as she wandered around.
Maybe he had sensed her mood and stay with her to keep her company. She had been missing her brother of late, and she couldn't send him a letter because... well she didn't know where he was.
He had yet to send her a letter telling her where he had travelled to and she doubted that his boss would tell her.

Sighing she remembered what she had told him. 'I'll be fine, you know me I'm never upset!' It was true she never was, or she never appeared to be anyway. She felt Happy nibble on her ear and looked up.

"I'm fine!" She smiled. "Go stretch your wings, you haven't flown in a while," and as if to convince him more she threw a treat far in front of her.

Watching Happy fly off she sighed, her smile faltering. Elaine liked being alone sometimes it ment she didn't have to keep that smile in place all the time, that she could relax.

She smiled around her brother all the time because she felt guilty, of being a burden, he had to take care of her since the age of sixteen. She smiled around her friends to keep them happy, cheer them up. She smiled around strangers because it was polite, and they might be having a bad day, or their life might be worst than her own.
All in all she smiled because she had to, and sometimes, because she was happy.

Elaine watched Happy fly around chirping cheerfully, and she smile weakly.

Looking up to see if she was OK as she stumbled on a stone, Evan gave a small smile. Yeah, she was fine... Watching her positioning, he smiled inwardly. Yeah, she was learning fast, which pleased him and excited him even more. It was fun to play with such fast learners. Taking a few steps to catch the ball that had just missed him, he stopped it by stepping on it and turned at her, almost hitting the ball high in the air again. But she was a girl who had just started learning. She could barely hit a ball straight, let alone a chest control and stuff. Nah, passing low was better for now.

Hitting it back at her again, harder this time, he shook his head fiercely. "No no, it was great!" he encouraged with a smile. "Only 1% of the passes are inch-perfect, maybe even less. I think it was very well for your first try." He winked at her. He wished his pass had missed her too, only for this time to show he made small mistakes too, but alas. He was too good for even an-inch miss.

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Emily was pleasently strolling around the grounds to keep fit... Ok that wasn't why she was out. She was watching the sky for her owl Sunny to see if Rachel had written back to her yet. She really needed that letter. It could effect her whole future (mabye that was a bit dramamtic)

She kicked a stone on the ground then spotted her friend also on a stoll on the grounds. "Hey 'laine..." she said, hands in her pockets as she walked towards her. There she was her usual smiling self. Sometimes it could just cheer you up to see someone smile, even if it wasn't you. "Alright?" She kicked another stone and smiled at Elaine. Her blue hair really did hurt your eyes if you stared at it to long... :D

Elaine turn and smiled at Emily.
"Hey Emenemily!" she laughed at her newly thought up nickname for her friend. "I'm good, you?" her ordeal with the letter really made Elaine worry about her,but Emily looked ok.

She felt a breeze as Happy swooped down and landed on her head, he squawked at Emily and then flew off again.
"I think that means hello too..." Elaine laughed watching her owl circle them from high above.

Hearing Evan’s encouraging words and seeing his encouraging smile, she felt OK. “Wow, thank you very much, Evan” she said smiling back. When Evan hit the ball, it was positioned right in front of Bissy’s feet so that must have been a perfect pass. She frowned and hit the ball again this time a bit harder but it was not different from the previous one. She looked up to see Evan’s reaction but he just hit the ball and she sent the ball back at the same moment.

Even she didn’t know that her reflexes are so increased like that. After passing the ball at least ten times to one another, Bissy told self-mockingly: “Well, I think I have mastered that thing.” She smiled at Evan and then said: “Will you show me new things, Captain?”

" So what is your owll's name?" William asked the girl. " You seem to be a little lonely and we could talk" William said to her. " my name is William Starr" he introduced himself to her.

As Vashti walked along one of the pathways to the grounds, she noticed a girl sitting off on one of the benches, alone. She didn't know the girl, but she didn't like seeing her look so lonely, so she walked over to her. "Hi," she said, greeting the girl with a smile. "Do you mind if I sit here?"

Nika smiled as the older looking student spoke to her. Who said the older students were mean?! "Hi Audrey. I'm Nika Alder, second year Gryffie." She said proudly. "Yeah it is! I think spring is the prettiest though." Because of all of the flowers and beautiful colors in the air.

After leaving the common room, Jordan needed some peace, and to feel the air of the cool autumn air. He went outside to the pathways and started to walk. Noticing several students were exploring the grounds too, he decided to keep going. Maybe he'd see some of his friends from other houses, maybe not.

All he really cared about was that he was outside, and not jammed in a common room, "Thank God." Muttered Jordan to himself, jokingly.

What a nice day to be outside. Hogwarts castle was magnificent and all, but right now being outside in the fresh air was all Samira Spinks wanted and needed. She hummed a tune to herself and looked around. And was that...a first year? Oh ickle firsties. They were so cute. Samira always took the chance of using the term "firsties" since she heard it so much as a first year, and was now a second year, thank you very much. She looked at the younger boy and gave a small wave. Maybe it was a cool firstie.

Walking down the Pathways, Jordan noticed a girl student waving to him. Although not knowing who she was, he thought it would be good and wave back to her. After waving, he kept walking until he ran into the girl that he waved to. "Hey, my name is Jordan. First Year in Gryffindor." Jordan introduced himself waiting for the girl to shake his hand as he put his out in front of her.

Wow. This kid certainly didn't beat around the bush. Samira looked at the extended hand and gave it a shake. "Pleasure to meet you, Jordan." she said. Samira wasn't quite smiling, but there was an amused tug at her lips. "Samira Spinks. Second year Slytherin." She wondered if she would scare him away. Nah, probably not.

"Guess I'll be seeing you around School then Samira. Nice to meet you."

Sorry it took me a bit
 

Nika skipped around the area happily. She felt obligated to say hello to every single little place in Hogwarts before classes officially started up again. A new tradition of hers in the making. She heard someone nearby and smiled. "HI!" Although it was a bit obnoxious to yell across the area she did it anyways. So much for first impressions.

"Yeah," said Samira. "So you're a first year?" Obviously. "How are you liking Hogwarts so far?"

"It's amazing here. It'll be even more fun when classes get started. And yeah, I'm a first year." Replied Jordan with a straight look on his face.

Samira looked at Jordan's face. She raised one eyebrow. "You're a serious one, aren't you?" she said bluntly, speaking her thoughts.

"First Impressions are Lasting Impressions." Jordan said jokingly to Samira while cracking a smile to her.

Samira gave a small grin, which eventually grew wider. "I couldn't have said it better myself, Jordan." Samira completely agreed. That's why she always tried to be her best when meeting somebody. They'll remember it, just like Samira always did. "What classes are you looking forward to the most?" Samira didn't know if he was muggleborn, or knew anything about the classes, but she asked anyways.

Turning around, she saw someone she recognized. Jordan never really got to talk to her so, now was his chance. "Hello. My name is Jordan. First Year in Gryffindor. Nice to meet you. What brings you about the pathways on this fine superb afternoon?"


"I'm looking forward to Defense Against The Dark Arts, and maybe even Charms. Possibly Ancient Runes? What classes are you looking forward to? Oh, by the way, I'm Pureblood."

Nika smiled as her fellow Gryffie replied. "Hi Jordan! I'm Nika!" She smiled cheerfully. "Second year Gryffie!" she held up the number two with her hands. She wanted to make sure it was clear that she's a second year. Too many people today had already mistaken her for a first year. "Well I just thought I would say hello to every part of the castle that I could before classes start up again. I've really missed this place." She added the last bit with a giggle. "What about you?"

Jordan thought of home when Nika was on about visiting every part of the castle and missing it. "This is my first time I've been to Hogwarts, but I absolutely love it. It reminds me of my home." As Jordan added a smirk, remembering all the memories he's had with his Uncle and hoped to make the best of his opportunity at Hogwarts.

"When do you suppose classes will start? I think they should be ready in a day or two, perhaps?" Asked Jordan to get his reminder of home off his mind.

"Wow. You must have one, big house." Or perhaps he just meant that the whole homey feel of it all reminded him of Home...? Nika just went for the obvious meaning though. "Hogwarts is home." She gave him a smile. Even if he didn't feel like it now he sure would later.

"Yeah they should be starting up pretty soon! Are you excited about a certain class in particular?" Nika asked. He probably new something about the classes. Most of the firsties this year did unlike Nika when she first came. That probably had to do with being muggle born though.

"Well, my Uncle always told me about Defense Against The Dark Arts and how much fun it was. So probably DADA." Replied Jordan following another Question, "What class are you looking forward to as a second year?"

Helena kept walking randomly, trying to remember whether she had been here before or not. And she slowly recognized the place, so... she was not lost! Yay! But...

Someone. Was. Screaming. Her. Name.

...

The girl spun around quickly on her tiptoes, to see Viola. "Heeey!" Uhh she didn't scream, but her voice sounded as stupid and girlish-gigglish as it could sound. "I'm happy to see you," she said happily, grinning.

Eh, it was just a knee jerk reaction to thank someone for doing something nice. But he was right in the fact that he was her friend and he was always there for her. Mia smiled up at him when he pulled away and she nodded her head. "But just know...I'm still your friend regardless of your split with Marie." And hopefully when he was feeling better he would be able to talk to her about it.

She linked her arm with his and continued up the path with him. "So is it a lot more work than just being a Prefect?"

"Me too!" Viola said, with a grin on her face. She gave the girl a quick hug and asked, "So, how have you been?" Viola looked around and wondered how to find her way out of this here. She was terrible at directions. Hopefully, Helena was familiar with the place.

Oooh hugging time!

When the girls were finally done hugging, it was Helena's turn to speak. "Good," she stated simply, grinning. "Better than I expected, actually." Because she was baaaack! And it felt good to be back!

"How about you?" The girl asked cheerfully, then made a few steps further. She hoped Viola was in a walking mood, just like she was. And... you know, they had to enjoy every free moment they had left. Because Helena could already imagine a bunch of assignments screaming her name.

"Glad to know." Viola said, happy to see her friend again. "Great. A bit tired but feeling good." she said, with a smile. Oh, it seriously would be great if she continued her walk for a little while longer. One classes start, she wouldn't have any time to wander around the grounds. So, it's better to make the best of what was left of the summer. She stood for a moment, adjusted her hair (again! It always kept coming out of her ponytail) and followed Helena.

Oh. She was still his friend? Finlay smiled. That made him feel much better. "I'm glad Mia....I can't lose you too." Not after losing Jimmy too. It would be too much losing Mia as well. "We've been through too much." Which seemed funny, considering that he'd known Jimmy much longer yet they weren't getting along anymore. It kinda sucked in a way to be honest.

Finlay laughed as she linked their arms together. Yup. They were so cool. "Well yeah....I have to make sure they do they're stuff too..."