"You're welcome." smiling back at Kyle. She could tell that she needed one. It always helped her, when she was going through stuff. So the hug was a big help to her although Kita was the only one who knew, since she was with her when it happened. She pushed at out of her mind. Focusing on Kyle's dilemma, at the moment.

That girl must be a mind reader than, if Kyle didn't tell her about Simon. "Really?" She really douted that she would have shared that with Hannah in the first place. Caroline would like to pretend that her and now Carter were the only ones who know that she likes Simon. But she wasn't sure if anyone else knew or not. "How did she know?" Maybe Kyle knew something that she didn't about Hannah.

What an assignment. Caroline wasn't trying to join the miltary. What was next? The house elves had to start making all healthy food? She exericsing and training that she did was only when she wanted to do it and for quidditch. But the ballroom dancing sounded fun. Swimming in the lake, she didn't think that would happen. "I know what you do think about that? We should do somethings together." Not the ballroom dancing that would be something that they could do with their Gryffindor boys. The mental picture in her head made her giggle.

Kyle smiled over to Caroline, even though she didn't know of the issues Caroline had recently went through or anything of that extent she decided it would be best to if ever she seemed to be in need of a hug to give one. And she planned on doing that.

"Honestly I have no idea - maybe I was obvious...maybe she read my diary...maybe I did a bout of sleep talking this summer and she over heard me" Kyle offered a few bizarre ideas the most probably the dairy. Even though it wasn't really a diary or a juicily pathetic hand written book filled with personal details...it was more like a book of weird ideas - thoughts, and one thought mentioning that he was nice. Yeah, that was a mistake.

Note to self, hex journal so people I don't want reading it lose all hair...or something equally as embarrassing?

"I don't really know what to think about it myself, but I've already meditated a bit this week...you know more as a way to calm myself for try outs so I don't scream from fear and nerves" she expressed with a sheepish smile. She was nervous about it, especially since she hadn't done anything all that 'sporty' at Hogwarts so far.

"Mmmm yeah that sounds like a fun idea - we could stretch or touch out toes while talking?" She offered as she changed her position - crossing her legs into a pretzel formation.

She looked silly, but it worked, and it didn't hurt as much right now. No twigs were poking her back anymore this way. "If you want I can help you with anything," she offered with a smile.

He sounded surprised. Why wouldn't she have? Just because of what had happened between them? But then why didn't she go see him in the hospital? Katie realized the logic (or lack of) behind her actions wasn't quite.. sane, to say the least, and decided not to comment. A small shrug of her shoulders, and Katie started heading down the path in the direction Nova went. "Well, come on then!" Katie hadn't a clue if she was going in the right direction to get back to the castle, but they might as well try, right? If nothing else, Legend would correct her.

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Now she's laughing!?!

WHA?

"Zara. This is no laughing matter!" She looked at the firstie who seemed to be "humored" by the urgent situation.

Nika didn't know how else to convey the message to Zara. She grabbed onto her fellow Gryffindor's shoulder and began to shake her back and forth softly. "Zara snap out of it! You're not evil I know your not! You're only brainwashed." She looked into her eyes for a hint of the "real Zara". "Zara I know you're in there somewhere. Behind the brainwashed evil army minion you're there I know it!"

She looked at Zara a bit appalled that she was threatening Nika with her sister. "What? Zara no! You know how much she means to me!"

Nika was starting to freak out a bit. But things weren't that bad were they?
"Okay, 1. Chainsaw Army is real
2. Zara is on chainsaw army
3. Chainsaw army leader is the "chainshaw" himself
4. Chainsaw minions are brainwashed
5. They're recruiting people
6. They're recruiting ME!!
7. If I don't join they'll take my sister" She thought. Okay so maybe they were that bad. "Think Nika think... You've seen plenty of zombie taking over movies..." She started thinking out loud not aware of what she was doing. At this point she was pacing back and forth with her hands on her head.

"Oh no. In all of those Zombie movies someone's brain gets eaten right?" "What if they're planning to eat my brain?!" She turned back to Zara, "Please don't eat my brain!"

Run...run...run...run...run...run...run...run..... .no more.

The pathways had seemed like a nice place to start her running at first. The first year wore her black sweatpants, a green t-shirt and a black hoodie. Peyton HATED running, it was the hardest thing ever. She'd rather skip, that was excersize, too.

Her legs ached and her lungs hurt. She wanted...no, NEEDED a broom, anything that would get her off her feet. She had started running with a nasty mood and cursing whomever was responsible for this torture, but she was still running.

Did Sailor Moon ever give up when she faught? NO. So, she wasn't to give up either...

...

"I...think...I'm going to DIE!" she wheezed. Nevermind Sailor Moon, Peyton was TIRED and all she wanted to do was take a warm shower and read her comic books along with a nice BIG bowl of ice cream.

Now, that was perfection.

This...THIS was torture!:mad:

The grip on the broom loosened. He got out of this one rather quickly, actually, he didn't expect it. Still, he walked beside her, and couldn't help to smile when she spoke again. That was an unnecessary thing to do. Taking legal action was too much.

"You know, I don't think you should," he was looking straight ahead, "I kinda like it," he said, eying her from the corner of his eye. The former smile was still there, because what he said was true, he kind of liked her 'real' name. Maybe she'll end up liking it some day.

But, yes, exactly, she wouldn't go near them, he knew that, no need to point it out. "No, I was far more interested in knowing what he was doing and such," he started to say, eyes still on the path, "Not on the girl," he was only interested in one, after all, and that wasn't Ginger. The Ministry, "Yes, and I warned him to keep a safe distance from the man," this time he eyed her, while nodding. Lord Borr, it was better to keep away from him.

Yet the change in the conversation was received by a smile, a wide one, "We do, maybe the house-elves can make it for us...," or Kurumi, yes, he could convince Kurumi to do that. He was going to add 'after tryouts', but decided against it, no need to make her worry again.

'Wands are cool'.

Try explaining that to Conan.

"Yeah, I still don't know, probably won't end up doing any of that," and working with dragons was not a choice for his pretty face. Certainly not. And he vividly remembered the fair, and the Copernicus dude that was at the Wizarding University post.

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Ellie looked at him doubtfully. "YOU like Eliana?" Ew. It felt weird to say. "It's not that I don't like it, really." She just MOSTLY didn't like it. "I just don't think it suits me." And while she got it forever changed to 'Ellie', she could get rid of her middle name. THAT she hated with every fiber of her being.

Oh. Wasn't Ginger a big part of what he was doing, though? She was his WIFE, after all. Giggle. "Why would you tell him that?" He was a LORD. Full of amazingness, obviously. SHE was jealous of Reyn. Sorta. Working in the Ministry was still unappealing, even if you got to meet the LORD Borr.

"Do house elves know how to make gelato?" Were there house elves that came from Italy and specialized in it? Then again, Ellie always sang high praise of the house elves' food. She was sure they could make as good a gelato as any. But, yes, they'll have to go bother the little guys about it.

Well, his conversation with Reyn didn't go very far, then, did it? "I don't see why you feel the need to know, anyway." Like why would he bother Reyn about career stuff? That was all in the distant, very far, future and uber boring.

" You are good at knowing what is good for boys in my family" William told Fee/ " I do not know why you would not like her" William said to FEe. " I just remeber I had a crush on Peyton and I am still worried you might not accept anyone I liked" William explained to Fee. " Why have you not been my partner or with my groups in classes?" William asked Fee. " I feel you do not like me and neither does Peyton as none of the" Muskeeters" hang out in the classes" William sighed.

" Are you ok?" William asked Peyton. " Just take a time out and a breath" William said to Peyton."I do not like this homework" William told Peyton.

Ah, his eyes turned to her, "I do, more than 'Ellie'," he said, with one nod, and the reason perhaps was too obvious, because he liked everything about her, no? Except...except...except...well, there HAD to be something, right? "It's more...unique," weren't there like three or two Ellie's at Ravenclaw? There was only one Eliana.

If she ever gave him permission to do so, he'll call her Eliana all the time, but that wasn't happening, he knew that much. It made him sort of wander if she had a second name...

...but he didn't ask for it.

Like, seriously Ellie? Had she heard about Borr at all? "Arya met him last year, and I trust her judgement enough to say that he's not to be trusted," he paused before saying what was more important, "She didn't like the man at all." So, go on and ask Arya for the details, because he couldn't be bothered with those at the moment.

What? "I actually don't know," he said, frowning at the thought, "But I could ask them, I think," the boy had never asked them anything in particular, it was Arya the one who frequented the Kitchens more than he did, even if he did spend a bit of time there thanks to Conan.

Riiiight. Well, no, Treyen needed to know, but there was something else, probably more important, that he wanted to know as well, "Well, I have two years to figure it out, no? But I spoke to Hadley, and we decided to focus on the present," he informed her, rather proud of the fact that he chose the unthinkable Professor to ask that. Really, his relationship with Hadley wasn't precisely a very good one. They had their ups and downs. More downs than ups, of course.

"Speaking of the present," yeah, this wasn't going to be easy, and he was already looking away from the pretty Ravenclaw next to him, "Do you...," he cleared his throat, and thought he was seriously going to faint as he heard the words he needed to say in his head, "...have a boyfriend, Ellie?" there, eyes on the ground as he kept on walking, but the eyes soon began to drift towards the broom next to him, he should fly away now.

At least he wasn't blushing.

Her first thought, was to ask 'but why'. However, Treyen had already answered that. Sure, maybe it was more unique, but that's just because they were so used to 'Ellie'. "Eliana's a mouthful." It was. It took sooo long for her to say it. At least, it felt long. 'Ellie' was so much easier.

Hmm. Not to go against Arya's judgement...cuz Arya was REALLY nice and stuff, but.."But he's a LORD." Not just anyone got that title, right? "And he's Minister. He has to be fairly well liked."

Nod. "You should do that. And then let me know what they say." And then, maybe, she'll FINALLY get to try some. Sooner than a trip to Italy would be, at least.

"DO you? Do you really have to have it figured out by the time you graduate?" There were plenty of things that could be done right after graduation, before having to have the whole rest of your life planned out. "That sounds like a good idea." That was what Ellie usually did. All she ever planned were her summer vacations. Well, the last one turned out to be mostly a bummer...but others hadn't been too bad. And it was fun not knowing in the meantime.

Right. Speaking of the present...what happened to their Reyn conversation? That was definitely a highlight of Ellie's summer and they BARELY touched upon --

Oh.

Heh.

Well.

It probably took longer for Ellie to answer than she would have liked. But that was because her mind started to race. Honestly, the answer was 'no'. It was simple, really. But...was it LAME that she didn't? Surely, Treyen wouldn't think badly of her for being single, right? And it wasn't like she never had one...she just didn't at the moment. And that wasn't her fault either. She liked someone...she just wasn't gonna say anything. To them. And she only realized this summer that the feelings she had towards that someone was 'like'.

She also wanted to question him. His motives. 'Why?' Why did he care? Why was he asking?

Why couldn't her brain think like this in some useful circumstance? Like Arithmancy.

Finally, she settled with, "No. No I don't."

She wasn't going to ask him back. No. She felt weird enough as it was.

Didn't she say before that it wasn't because she didn't like the name? Clearly, her next statement suggested otherwise, because there was not ONE positive thing she could say about it. "I don't care, I still like it." There was a shrug somewhere along the way. She wasn't changing her mind, he wasn't changing his. Period. They could both agree to disagree.

An eyebrow was raised. So, being a part of royalty (if Borr was actually part of any royalty) was all that mattered? He'd rather have a Minister-woman up there, but there was little he could do about it, right? "So?" that was all he had to say on the matter. Very articulate, he was.

His eyes were back on Ellie, and he nodded in agreement. He'll ask, probably sooner than later. Maybe when he gets back to the Castle. So, soon.

Then her question came, and he actually had no idea how to reply to that. Treyen was torn about it, on one hand he wanted to have part of his future figured out, on the other...he enjoyed when the unthinkable happened. Like Hadley, again. That had been nice. And was never planned. It took him a while to answer her, "Some part of it, yeah, that would be nice," not to have it ALL figured out, but at least pick three things he could do. As of right now, he could go either way. Literally too, he could turn to Hogwarts or keep heading towards the Pitch. His choice was an obvious one. His preference too.

"It does, and it was all Hadley." Though, no, wait a minute, "Well, not entirely," since he laid down the bases of such an amazing idea, right?

And then...she wasn't answering.

Treyen just wanted to die right now. At this moment. Where was the Snargaluff when you needed it?! Ellie was NOT answering, and he couldn't even look at her. The broom felt so much heavier on his hand, and he was certain he'd stopped breathing a few steps ago. Or...he'd stopped breathing after he asked her such a dreaded question, yes, that was more precise. Probably.

He was having trouble keeping track of time, and of the surroundings. Where exactly was he? And...where was he walking to?

This had been a terrible idea. The question. And why was his heart racing so fast if he wasn't breathing? All he could hear were footsteps and he wasn't even sure they were his...because...was he walking? No. He'd stopped. At the same moment that Ellie answered him. Well, he really didn't know, he couldn't feel his legs.

And now that he heard the 'No I don't' part, he wasn't sure he wanted THAT to be the answer. It was fairly simple. If Ellie had said 'Yes', then he obviously knew who boy she liked, if she liked any, but now...he didn't have the strength to ask something remotely similar. So...

...anyway...at least he knew he'd started to breathe again, the couple coughs told him so. "Okay." Yes, he didn't know what to say, but...oooh! Look at that! He was walking now, good. "Did you manage to get your picture safe to your Common Room?" he didn't notice, but his cheeks were completely red, that's probably why they felt so hot to his face, and he still wasn't looking Ellie's way.

Meh. "Well, you can tell my parents that." Because, ultimately, they named her. She had no part in it. Obviously. Or she wouldn't have been named 'Eliana'.

"So... Maybe that was just a bad day." And opinions shouldn't be made on single events, anyway, right? If that was true...she'd have HATED Spike for showing her Matilda when they first met. But she loved that kid.

Ellie's lip found its way between her teeth for the first time in quite a while. "I'm sure a lot of people don't know what they're going to do. And many people probably change their minds." She didn't like talking about this. The future. No.

And this silence was not good. Talk, Lockhart. Do it.

'Okay'? What was that, like, his approval or something?

Then he changed the subject. Ellie, however, wasn't ready to move on. Should she point it out to him?

Yes, yes she will, "You changed the subject." Mmmmm aaaaannnddd now what? "Why?" She wasn't asking why he changed the subject. She was asking why he asked the question in the first place.

It was going to be asked anyway, the 'why'. She had just been giving him the chance to explain without being prompted. Right? Right. And he failed at that.

And she stopped walking and turned to him. Easier to watch him that way. Easier to read expressions.

Hopefully he'd stop too.

Riiiight. He could, and he will, just clearly, not right now. Treyen didn't even know their names, except that they must be Mr. and Mrs. Stone, right? That was VERY likely, since it was Ellie's last name.

He still managed a smirk. "I will." But he probably wouldn't. Just think of how odd it would be for someone to write a letter (yes, because he was thinking of owls now) saying 'I like the name you gave your daughter', they would totally blink at the letter for quite some time. Oddness. Simple oddness.

And she was still on Borr's good side without even meeting him, right? Well, the Hufflepuff Prefect (without a badge at the moment) shrugged and repeated the same response, "So?" he wasn't feeling like talking about Borr. He had no details to explain to her, that was on Arya. Plus, the man could have spies all over the place. Tsk, be quiet.

He chuckled, and a smile made its way to his face for what seemed like a long time, "That has been the common reply," no one knew what they wanted to do, plenty of them had traveled, and many have changed their career paths over the years. No one seemed to be of much help, well, no, not really, they all have helped, he was just even more confused than before he started to ask around. But yes, the present, no?

The present...he actually didn't want the present now, because his stomach was feeling weird, and he was having trouble keeping his breathing straight, but at least he was still breathing. Plus, it was too hot outside, or so he thought.

WHAT?!

He was looking forward to discussing the awesomeness of Nolan Reynolds when...she pointed out the one thing he didn't want her to. He didn't want to go back to the ONE topic that he most wanted to talk about but feared the most at the same time. Ellie.

"Why?" he said, and he loosened his tie a little, rather nervously too because at first he'd tightened it, but yeah, it was loose now, good, "Because I wanted to talk about Nolan?" and they weren't walking anymore, AND she was looking at him. Like, directly at him.

Was there any color beyond red in his cheeks?

Okay, then. So he could stop telling her how much he liked the name now.

"Sooo you can't assume he's bad. Or that you're not gonna like him." Or that Reyn's not gonna like him. Actually...she really didn't know. Now she just felt obligated to answer. He should stop asking her 'so'.

Has it? Well, if that's the case, "Then you shouldn't stress, right?" Right. Ellie KNEW these things.

The girl raised her eyebrows at him. "Seriously, are you alright?" That tie thing...that was not normal.

She shook her head. "If you wanted to talk about Reyn, why'd you ask me about the picture?" He was contradicting himself. Being weird. Stoppit.

Right, forget about Borr, no? Ellie still can't assume he's completely good, right? But he had no intention on keeping that topic. There could be birds listening and then give their word to Borr. "Maybe." There! She didn't have to reply to that 'Maybe'. And they were all saved from being overheard talking about Borr.

But stressing about the future was not what worried him, because he was already stressing over the present, which...he shouldn't be stressed about either. He'd made a deal with Arya, about enjoying everything to the fullest, no? And he was most likely stressing over things...that...well...this wasn't doing him any good, clearly. "You're right." A small smile went her way.

What? Him? He was...NO, he was NOT alright. He needed the Healer, soon. "Yes," but he shook his head, "I mean, I will be, I just...it's too hot in here," yet he was outside, and it was October.

Yes, he wanted to talk about Nolan, that's what he'd concluded from that visit with Bishop, when he remembered that he'd failed to inform Ellie--wait, what picture was she talking about? And...what?

He frowned, "Wait...what was the last question I asked you?" lost, he was. Treyen couldn't even remember anything he said after she replied to HIS question.

Ellie tooootally accepted maybes. All her life, maybes were a good thing. Like, maybe she'll get a chocolate frog...and she always did. So this maybe meant that she was right. Obviously.

And she was right about that too. Hah. His smile was a bonus.

Ohhhkay. "You will be?" No. He was CLEARLY not alright. "It's not hot" It wasn't cold, either, though, "...out here." she added. If the Pitch wasn't sooo far away, he coulda sat at the stands. That would probably be good. Cuz he wasn't okay.

Blink.

Again, he WASN'T okay. He was the one with the good memory. "You asked me if I got the picture to the Common Room safely..." she said, very, very slowly.

No more Borr. No more future. Those two would soon be related.

Oh. He just noticed what he'd answer and that could only mean that he truly wasn't alright and Ellie knew it. GREAT. But maybe if he breathed a little, instead of speaking...yes, that was good...and, hey, wasn't there a rock some feet ahead of them? It was probably better that he didn't point things out in case it was only an illusion.

He nodded. And then nodded again. The boy was trying very hard to focus on his breathing, and certainly looking away from Ellie had helped a lot with the heat situation. Breathing and looking away always made things better, no? He wanted a Chocolate Frog from Vindictus now, but the man wasn't in his office. Major failure.

Treyen had asked...what now?! "I did?" clearly, he didn't remember, "But that's odd," why would he do that if he wanted to discuss something else?

Actually, he'd managed to change topics anyway, the whole boyfriend thing completely forgotten now. WIN. He chuckle at the thought. It seemed like so much time had passed, and that was only minutes ago.

Ellie didn't like this. Like, at all.

"You did." Nod. "Why's that so odd?" And...she was taking her broom back. He didn't look like he should be carrying...things.

Or standing, really. "Sit, Treyen. Please."

Now was the right time to venture a look at the girl, no? Yes, he could handle that. Breathing properly was also the best thing ever, and he was doing so now.

Things were working out perfectly fine. Or not at all.

"Because I don't remember I did, I only remember Nolan...and...," clearly, he didn't consider Borr as important, but that was no on his mind, "...some other question." But she was going for the broom! And he stopped her, "No, I said I'll carry it, and I will," plus, if he needed help walking towards the Pitch, then he could use it as a cane. Good thinking.

Though, he should stop thinking, after all, it's what got him in this mess in the first place.

"Sitting? No, I'm fine, really, we should...," his eyes were on the path, "...keep on walking?" or doing something other than standing.

Connor smiled and returned the hug. "I don't want us to loose our friendship either. I'm sorry for being such a jerk love." He sat his chin gently on top of her head. "I don't know how to be comfortable with My Veela side. I wish i could." He whispered softly.

"Well, you did. And to answer, it was fine. Little Professor helped. It's in a frame now, though." So it was definitely protected. "What question was that?" The other one? Was it about Reyn?

Ellie rolled her eyes. "Fine..." Could she, like, have a hand on it, though? Just in case? Or a hand on him in case he decided to keel over?

"Are you sure?" Like really, for real, without a doubt, positive?

What was she talking about? Oh, the picture, of course! He needed distractions, Quidditch sounded fairly good at the moment. But his tryouts weren't happening today. And the library was too far away to read a book. He could still find Kurumi, she'll be a good distraction, since she manages to feel better no matter what.

ACTUALLY, just thinking of the Gryffindor girl made him smile. "Good, glad the picture is doing fine." And he truly was, but it was hard to focus around Ellie now.

And since he was still looking away, he had no problem with answering her inquire, "The one with the boyfriend," he said, with a nod, and closed his eyes to breathe again.

Yes, he could breathe, he was alright.

The other question? He wanted to say 'NO', but he just shrugged and took a couple steps forward, "Yes, I'm certain," he could still pass out underneath the Stands, no?

Dani nodded and sighed happily- "It's okay, Connor- you don't have to apologise" she said softly. "I know I've probably been annoying too. I honestly didn't mean to be" she smirked as she stood back up and pulled him up with her- "Connor, just be you" she said honestly- "You is both your normal and Veela side- as one. Once you accept that you'll feel comfortable" she said softly- "I know the attention must get a bit... much at times. But you can deal with it, Connor" she said honestly as she smiled up at him- "Now- race?" she smirked as she stretched out again and grinned at him competetively.

"It took me a while to get it," Tayla replied. "And it still doesn't work properly. If you noticed, I can only make that leaf go a few inches above the ground."

Tayla shook her head. "Nope, not yet. Have you?"


"She means the levitating spell. I'm sure you can do it easily already," Tayla smiled.