Okay so definitely no chainsaw army. Unless...

"Oh my Godric!" She said the phrase chuckling. She never used it before, but she did here some other's use it. Maybe it would make her sound more wizardish. "You're right!" Shaw did say that didn't he. Phewph! Now that all of that worrying is out of the way Nika can sleep in peace.

She awkwardly kicked a pebble that was sitting by her foot as she searched her mind for something to say. Heh, she felt foolish. "Erm- sorry for accusing you Zara. I knew you were good all along."

Zara chuckled along with Nika. Finally she understood. Hihi.

"Told ya," she teased. "Hahah, it's all good." She said and winked. "So, er, now what?"

Okay. Back to walking to the Pitch. But, really, it's not like they were too far away anyway, so, she'll soon arrive for tryouts. She'll still be arriving before everyone else.

And he'd managed to get preoccupied about something else along the way. Awesome. Thanks Vindictus. The man should never leave Hogwarts again.

But there was that word again. Cute. Amusing how she also used it for either the letter or Conan's action of owling her. At least Treyen was in a somewhat good mood right now not to be bothered with the word. He cared very little for such a thing right now.

In all fairness, Conan was just an adorable little kid. Who was asking Ellie to help him with WHAT part of the homework, exactly? That was the little piece of information he was missing. "It's nice of you to help him out," that's when it occurred to him. The dancing part. If Conan wanted help for any of the activities, he could've asked HIM, not Ellie, but if dancing was involved, well, Conan wasn't going to ask Treyen to dance, right? He kept his theory to himself. "I didn't know he met you last year," because this was his second year, so, Ellie should've met him as a first year, no?

Interesting. How HE met Ellie, not how SHE met Conan.

"It wasn't like I could say 'no'," Ellie shrugged. She'd said that already, but that was when Treyen, apparently, wasn't listening. But, seriously, Conan was just too cute. He might be extremely odd and frustrating and stubborn, but he was adorable. And that he'd think of asking her to help him...well...that was too cute.

Uhm, no. "I met him in Diagon over the summer." He had looked so lost. "He was looking for a bookshop." Silly boy. Looking for books. Pffft.

Of course, Ellie wasn't much help to him.

Actually, that reminded her that she needed to talk to Little Professor. Because asking people was so much better than researching. You even got an answer faster most of the time.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Emmy said sympathetically. "I know what you mean. When my brother left for the university last year, I hardly ate for a week because I missed him so much. But I've been doing pretty well, thanks. You live with your Uncle?" She asked, just realizing that he said he missed his uncle, not dad. Hmm..... Interesting.

"Yes I do have to apologize. Mom would be upset with me if I didn't?" He replied. He didn't reply to the part about her being annoying. He was too nice to say so, but yes she had been. He sighed and let her pull him to his feet. "It does get a bit much. Like when people I don't know talk about seeing and loving me in their dreams." He replied sadly. That episode back in the common room had rattled him badly. He hugged her tight for a moment then Crouching into position, he said "Ready, Steady, Go!" And he took off leaving her behind calling back behind him, "Come on slow coach!"

Kyle nodded as Caroline asked if she kept a diary, well she did it was small and she hadn't written in it for a long long while. "I did, for a while...haven't writen in it since the first week of school when Ginger ran off to the Gryffindor table...the last thing I wrote was that it seemed Ginger really liked Simon" she chuckled. Thinking of the kitten who was a little bit larger now - and was probably ripping up the curtains on her foreposter bed, or trying to eat someones niffler. Silly cat.

"Yeah now sounds good - you want to, we could...run, jog or something - and I can try to teach you to swim...heck I'd even ask Simon or one of our other friends not included in the divinations-mess-thing today to help...does Carter swim himself?" Kyle asked gently, not wanting to pry but if they needed to they could start swimming classes.

"Interesting! I'd love to go there some time. What did it turn into when you went there last night?" Tayla asked.


Tayla noticed the hesitation in Nika's voice. "Don't wory," she said bracingly. "There's a classroom open for practicing Charms right? Maybe we can go there sometime and practice together."


"I'm coming!" Tayla called after William. She waved to Zara and Nika. "You girls coming, too? We're going to the Whoming Willow." Tayla grinned with an excited twinkle in her eyes.

Huh? "Did you want to?" say no, of course. Because she didn't have to help Conan, truth be told, she could've said that she didn't have the time, or that she'd rather not. Easy. And Conan would've understood.

In Diagon Alley, eh? That's the same place Treyen met him. Or rather, the same place were Conan had saved him from embarrassing himself at Ollivander's to ask for a second wand. Perhaps his attachment to the boy was closely related to that incident.

Looking for a bookshop? Hahahaha. Funny. Clearly, Conan had no idea who he was asking that question to. Treyen had been far more successful before his first year. He even managed to get a book from a dear Slytherin. "That's actually hilarious, considering you stay away from books," or the Library. One reason for them not to meet more often, because he enjoyed being in the Library. Not Madame Donovan, she was scary.

Hold on. Over the summer? That reminded him, "Hey, what did you do over the summer?" they were getting closer and closer by the minute, and he actually wished that the time would stop, but Ellie was probably looking forward to Quidditch, no?

Mmmm. "No? I mean, why would I? I would've needed a partner anyway." And Treyen hadn't asked. Then.

Hehe. "I know, right? I've probably only been in the bookshop once or twice." In her whole life. Ellie probably wouldn't even know the name.

That was her and Conan's first disagreement of their meeting. Whether books were useful or not. They really weren't. Really.

Ohhh summer....Yeah...That. "I stayed with my cousins...for...for too long." Hence why she was ill practiced as far as Quidditch went. "It wasn't all bad, I suppose," Yes, yes it was, "I learned some muggle stuff. Rode a roller coaster..." Which was really unimpressive.

"But then," this was where she smiled, "Little Professor and I went on adventures!" Totally the most epic part. "And then I got some flying in." Some, but not nearly enough.

"What about you?" Aside from going to the Quidditch World Cup. She knew that. THOUGH, she always liked details...incase there was even more to be said on the subject. But, she knew he was staying in England for most of it. The summer, that is.

Right. Well, that was good, he supposed, "Thanks for pointing out that I failed to ask you sooner," he said, adding a chuckle after that. If he would've asked yesterday, then many things wouldn't be the way they currently were, no?

You know what? Despite the terrifying parts that he was sure were coming, and the little panic attacks from before, he was still glad that things had turned out to be the way they were. So, thank you Vindictus, and thank you Conan, for making it all possible.

Seriously, his smile was kind of gone. He valued books too much. It was all that he had left from Gilderoy, after all. And the fact that Ellie wouldn't even go near them...was just...truly awful. But it didn't truly matter.

Wait a minute.

His eyes were on her, "So, you had a Muggle summer," he smiled, he'd had an amazing time over all his Muggle summers, which is why he didn't understand Ellie's expression, "You didn't have fun?" be HONEST, Eliana.

Professor Descoteaux? For a moment there, Treyen thought that Ellie was talking about a children's book. 'Little Professor and I went on adventures'. Totally a suitable title for a children's book. "I didn't know you were so close." And the man was not even on Treyen's list of cool people. Well, maybe he was, at the bottom of it.

It was his turn to answer. Didn't he answer that question already, "Well, besides the World Cup and sneaking into a couple tents to get your autographs...," that was all she was going to know about that story, for now, "...I spent some time with Rae, you know, Fletcher's girlfriend, and we built a tree house...the Muggle way...," like, without magic, because he still couldn't use magic over the summer, how annoying, but it had been entirely fun, "...I also stopped by Luxembourg with Aaron, and the rest was at the beach," he said, a smile was on his lips again. The beach was...still home to him. Amazing.

" I will wait for all of you" William told Tayla. " the Whomping Willow is scary but fun" William said to Tayla. " Thanks for coming with me" William smiled.

I fail! I'm so sorry this is late! <3
 

The blonde crossed her arms across her chest as well and followed him, a few steps behind, listening to every word he said. She sighed and decided just to listen. That's what friends did.

"Yes I do want to know. Your one of my close friends and I still consider you one. Even if you don't consider me one.." she said, her voice wobbling at the last bit.

Emma's mouth fell wide open and her features on her face softened. Wow- She felt... like a jerk. "What? No. It couldn't.. I'm so sorry to hear that Alexbear. I really really.. truly am. That's terrible.. It reminds me of what my ex boyfriend did to me, except it wasn't with my best friend. " she explained. How could Chadler be so mean? And Ellie to? Using her best friend? The blonde blanched a bit as he admitted he had feelings for Ellie. Emma had feelings for Alex And Braeden. Cough. This was... a disaster wasn’t it?

“Alex. I know this may sound harsh but if she was going after your best friend than she isn’t worth it- no matter how much you love her. Sometimes you have to let people go. I know it probably sounds ridiculous. ” she explained. Bothering her with this!? “No, no, no, your not!” she exclaimed and gave him a hug. “You still have me. And you’ll always will. I thought you were leaving me for Ellie and Chandler. Fee felt the same way as if you had forgotten us. But I secretly hoped that you wouldn’t, cause I believed in you. I still do. You’re my partner and my Alexbear.”

I'm...so tired right now...overtired...slightly hyper...this is the result.
 

Teeheehee. "You're welcome. Buuut," dramatic pause, "You know we don't need silly homework assignments to dance," Ellie smiled. Mhm. It had happened before. And there was no need to dance then.

She was watching him, from time to time, out of the corner of her eye as they walked. And, yes, she saw his smile after he said 'muggle summer'. SHE, however, was not smiling. "You make it sound like it's a good thing..." Which, really, right now, she didn't agree with. "Do you realize I could have spent that time practicing? But instead, I was playing board games. The pieces don't even move themselves! AND I had to learn to shuffle cards."

It. Was. Awful. There were PAPERCUTS. THOSE things hurt worse than Bludgers to the stomach.

Ellie pretty much avoided papercuts. Splinters, sure. But she didn't really go near paper too often. It wasn't like she read or anything. She barely ever took notes in class. Heh.

Little Professor was a much better subject. "He invited me." Which was her way of saying...she didn't know they were that close, either. But now she did. And she loved it.

Didn't he want to know what kind of adventures they went on? Did he? Huh? Hehehe.

She nodded as he spoke of the Cup. Yes, she did know that part. And...HEH. BEAM. The autographs. BEAM.

No...she didn't know Rae...BUT she knew Fletcher. And APPARENTLY he had a girlfriend and APPARENTLY her name was Rae. Got it. And they....what? Really? They built a treehouse. If he wanted a treehouse, there was one right here...on the grounds... Really.

More nods. Luxembourg with Aaron..."Who's Aaron?" By the way. He's mentioned him...a few times, but, Ellie was left hanging when it came to details. For all she knew, he could be one of Treyen's brothers that he pretended didn't exist until now.

And beaches...were niiiiice. "Sounds good. Fun." At least, the very first part and very last part did. She wasn't so sure about the middle.

OHOHOHO, time to get physical now. Heather took a deep breath and tried to stretch before running those 8 kilometers Lord Borr assigned as one of the tasks in their DADA homework. She took a deep breath. "How long is 8 kilometers anyway? I can't even tell how far that is...." she sighed. Just running would be good, right? "Okay." she said to herself. "Here i go!"

Arabella-Marie wandered down to the pathways and saw Heather and said "Hey Heather what are you up to"

Heather was about to run when someone called her. She turned around to see Arabella, and a smile was painted on her face. "Hi Arabella." she said. "Oh, i was about to run 8 kilometers for the DADA homework." she sighed. "I don't know how long that is, but i really want to get this over with...hey...how would you like to join me? that is...unless you were done with those 8 kilometers..."

Arabella-Marie thought and said "Yeah well i will run with you but it will have to be out of my shoes i don't have my trainers with me and i am waiting on my owl to return with my trainers to me"

Alex frowned slightly, even if he didn't consider her as a friend? Of course he did, what had gotten into her head?

He nodded his head and shrugged, he really didn't have anything else to say. It was terrible but there wasn't really anything he could do. "She wasn't going after him." he said. "It wasn't like they did anything and Chandler wouldn't do that to Kai, he loves her more than anything." And why was he defending them again? Because they were his best friends and always would be? Right. He shut his mouth and decided to stay quiet instead. When she gave him a hug he smiled and hugged her back. He'd missed her. "Thanks." he murmured. "Partner." he added. "I didn't forget about you guys, I got a girlfriend and for once I got a good male best friend. Fee and you are like my sisters and that will never change." he assured her with a nudge of her side.

"It's easy to say let her go but it's hard." he mumbled. He had feelings for her over a year before they officially started dating. "And I want to forgive Chandler, I really do, I mean technically he didn't do anything wrong but..." he frowned and scraped his shoe on the ground slightly. "It's hard to look him in the face when I know he is the guy Ellie wants." he added low.

Heather nodded her head. "okay then. I'll wait for you." she said. she then dug through her pockets for two chocolate frogs. "you want some? "she offered to her friend.

Why did Lord Borr assign us such ridiculous homework? Viola thought. Were they training for the Olymics or something? Geez. 5 miles? Viola wasn't sure she would be able to make even half a mile. Sigh. She liked to run. She really did. But, she couldn't do 5 miles. That is, 8 kilometers! She groaned. She's got to do this for the rest of the term. How terrible! Anyway, there definitely was no point in grumbling. Viola took a deep breath and...she was off.

After catching a glimpse of the DADA announcement on the Slytherin notice board, Jamie put on his jogging outfit and decided to go for a run through the grounds. Despite the fact that FIVE miles was a ridiculous amount to run for a short, stumpy fellow like Jamie, he was really enjoying participating in the school life. As opposed to being home schooled.

Running down the pathways was nice and calming. As he did so, he noticed a familiar face and grinned madly. "Violaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" He called, speeding up to catch up with her pace. "You having a run, too!?" They should, like, RUN TOGETHER.

Oh.
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"I'm Jamie, by the way. In case you forgot." That would be embarrassing. It was embarrassing even having to remind her, but he had to make sure she remembered before continuing.

Wisteria smiled still holding William's hand. "Fee-" she restated, "That's a really nice name." She stood up to formally greet her, she couldn't help herself that's what she's been taught. "Would you like to sit with us?" Witsy sat back down leaving room for Fee next to William. "How are have you been?"

ooc: I'm behind you may have already been here but just so you know.

" Thanks for asking Fee to sit with us" William told Wisteria. " Fee has a boyfriend named Hugo, who I did not get along with for awhile" Wiliam said to Wisty." So how do you like classes?" William asked Wisty. he held her hand tight.

OMG! Who was that? Calling out her name so loudly that probably the whole school could have heard it. Viola was running but she slowed down to a jog and turned around. Is that Jamie? Self-obsessed Jamie? She grinned. "Hi there. How have you been? Oh yes, I am." Viola said, panting a little. And, she was kinda enjoying it. She loved the feel of the breeze on her face. It felt awesome.

"Yeah, I did kinda forget." Viola increased her pace a little. "Thanks for reminding me." She grinned. Okay, she was starting to feel a bit tired but no. No way. She wasn't going to stop until she finished running a mile. Okay, half a mile. "So, have you started with the other tasks as yet?"

Arabella-Marie smiled and bent down and took off her killer heels and smiled and said "Sure Heather i would love some chocolate frogs" Arabella-Marie didnt get what was going on in dada this term why werent they learning how to defend themselves

The Slytherin grinned, showing off his pearly whites. "I've been good! Little tired from classes, though." And yes, Jamie was making a real effort with those. He needed appreciation. "How're you?" He returned the question, then nodded when she confirmed that she was having a run. For DADA, no doubt. Who else would go on a run for FUN?

WHA... o__O

The boy stopped immediately. "HOW could you possibly forget ME?" Realizing his foolishness, Jamie started to run again. Nope, couldn't stop now! Otherwise he would struggle to get going again. Blehh, they had ages for the other tasks. Jamie wasn't particularly fussed right now. "Nope! Can't swim so I dunno what to do about that." Did doggie paddling count?

Sorry! last reply for the night, need to head to bed now. :(
 

Heather happily gave Arabella her chocolate frog. She opened hers and took a bite. "sounds weird, don't you think? The DADA tasks, i mean...it's like Lord Borr's training us mentally, physically and spiritually." she said, taking another bite. "How long do you think 8 kilometers would take us running?" she asked.

Arabella-Marie shrugged and said "To be honest Heather i have got no idea but it does sound very weird there must be something on going that we havent found out and i am going to try and figure out what is going on"

Evan smiled a little at the 'handsome'. It never failed to excite him, and hearing it in front of other people made him feel a bit... embarrased? Though in a good way. He watched the exchange between girls and then chuckled at both of them. Oooh, so they seriouly thought they could beat him, eh? Well, beating them easily would be fun, but he would go easy on them... 'cause losing after speaking so sure truly hurt, he knew from the experience. Plus, he was a gentleman. No going hard on girls.

"Yeah, right. We'll see about that," he challenged back coolly, not getting nervous the bit. "Well, I got a contract offer from Everton. This won't even be fun." Heh. He got his wand out from his bag and levitated two big rocks to mark the opposite goal. He repeated the action with his feet for the other goal, and set the ball in the middle.

"Choose the goal you'll be scoring, and start." he said, smirking at that. He considered starting off handicapped, but then decided against it. It would be more elegant if he intentionally let them score the first goal. "You know the rules--fouls are OK but please be gentle." He didn't want to break his legs. Definitely no, even if it would take no time to heal it back. He still felt it wouldn't be the same. "No touch, corners are OK... no cards... What else?" He paused to think. "Oh yeah, there'll be penalties too." He smirked at that as well. He was sure they would fell him in the penalty area. With his wand again he marked the penalty square, before he put the wand in the bag and threw it off the way.

Mina smiled as she gave Evan a small shrug. It wasn't as if they were going to dominate the small pick up game with him. She knew every well that he was an amazing player and all, but she wasn't a complete amateur herself. Stepping to the side as he moved the rocks, she set her own bag down and pulled a small hair ribbon from within, she pulled her hair up. "Evan, love. You know sometimes we ladies can really surprise you," she replied with a wink.

Looking at their options, she turned to Bissy. "I think we should pick that goal," she nodded as she pointed toward the goal closest to them. It really didn't matter just which goal they wanted really, as both were pretty identical and all.

Listening to Evan, she nodded and bent over to stretch a bit. She didn't want to injure herself with quidditch coming up and all.

The blonde listened to what Alexbear was saying. Oh... o.O wow. The blonde only had one word that escaped from her mouth and that was oh. Then he hugged her and she blushed slightly. Emma had her Alexbear. "You never forgot? Aww.. Oh.. I see.. Sister.." she said. Sister? It was sweet but on the inside she was hurt. She didn't want to be just his sister. She was torn.. Between him and Braeden.. She turned away briefly and blinked back some tears. He didn't know that she had loved him for such a long time..? Fee....

Emma nodded. "I understand. Tell me about it partner. I had to do the same thing last year, when the guy I liked started dating his crush. I was literally crushed thats why I didn't really come out a lot last year. It was tough but I survived! I'm still here! " she exclaimed, chuckling.

Ellie chose Chanlder over Alex? Was she blind? No offense to Chandler of course. "Alex. She must be blind. You gave her everything you had and she tossed it in the trash. Yet you'll still catch a grenade for her. If I had been her, I would have chosen the funny, adorable, best friend, and a guy that wasn't afraid to be himself or take over the world beside me. If I had been her I would have chosen you. no offense to Chandler of course. He already has a girlfriend and going after a boy who is taken is kind of weird. No offense to Ellie either- I like her as a friend."

"Alex, can you promise me two things please?" she asked, gazing into her friends eyes with her own brown ones.

*pets you*
 

There was a tiny hint of a smirk on his face. Yes, Ellie, thanks. He'd been sarcastic before, but now she was making a pause...and what was she going to add?! Treyen turned to her as he waited for the rest of that sentence...well, that IS obvious. They didn't need Borr telling them what to do, it was still amusing that Ellie had said that, really, because..., "Is that an invitation?" WINK.

And by her expression on the summer part, she didn't have fun. Ellie was obviously complaining, and Treyen was only listening. It was amusing, to say the least, how serious she was about Quidditch. There was a slight reminder of his sister because of this. He wasn't one to take Quidditch as seriously as both his dad and sister, YET he only supported ONE team. Perhaps his reasoning for not comprehending how Ellie could support THREE was because of that serious approach to the sport. It was only a game, which is why HE should be the one supporting a gazillion teams.

Wait. She'd stopped talking. "But it IS a good thing, you visited family," and that was the most important thing over his summers, "You don't need practicing," he didn't intend to say it out loud, but did it anyway, "I'm not going to lie about the board games, I like the chess pieces to talk back to my commands, otherwise it's the most boring thing ever," and the fun at Wizarding Chess was the talking pieces.

He still shrugged his shoulders, "I liked my Muggle summers, I learned how to skateboard in one of them, and it seems you learned something too...," he was smirking again, "...you learned to shuffle cards." HAHA.

Amazing. Treyen would've invited Ellie to the World Cup if he knew she was available to take any invitation during the summer! But, yes, of course, she went on adventures with Descoteaux. "That's nice," he supposed.

Her smiles, though, he loved them. And, yes, the World Cup, she was aware of that.

Aaron? Oh, right! Aaron! "He's one of my best friends," he started to say, a smile was on his face as he said it, "Arya, Aaron and me...," are the most awesome badger trio ever, no? "...we started Hogwarts together," even if he didn't realize Arya existed until his third year, "But he was only in Hogwarts for one year, our first year, and now he goes to Luxembourg's Quidditch Academy," they all knew what Aaron was doing for the majority of his life, no?

"We always meet up over summer," and they keep in touch mostly via owl. Gilderoy liked heading Aaron's way, but he preferred Arya's. Clearly, Arya had to feed the owl in order to be liked so much by him, no?

He smiled, "It was, I actually forgot how much I missed being with my grandparents," and the silly house-elf he could oh-so-easily annoy. Kaika was always a plus, especially after this summer.

Dan sighed- "That was a bit creepy- I do have to admit" she smirked, remembering the girl in the common room. She shivered a little and smiled as she set off against him- he was soon ahead though- "I'm not that slow!" she laughed as she soon caught up with him, she pointed towards the nearby large tree and giggled as she picked up her pace and was nearly beating him.

Preston wasn't really one to be athletic, especially with his clumsiness he usually tried to stay away from sports for fear he'd end up sending everyone partcipiating to the hospital some how. But this was different, he was being GRADED on this...he was practically forced to be athletic. After spending a good ten minutes carefully stretching on the grass, Preston stood up and stretched his arms above his head before he moved onto the pathways.

He looked down the pathways both ways, hoping no one was there to see this tragic even about to go down. Starting off as a walk he slowly began to pick up speed until he was a jogging speed.

Not paying too much attention as he jogged, Preston suddenly heard footsteps coming up behind him. Slowly down slightly, Preston turned and attempted to do a side ways jog trying to look at whomever it was that was coming up on him. "Hey!" Preston greeted with a smile. He turned back around and continued his jog, "W-w-what a-a-about th-that f-f-five m-miles?" He asked as he started to pick his pace up into a run. He really hoped for his sake and everyone else's that he could keep control and not trip or crash into anything.

Dallin watched the boy in front of him as he jogged, making sure he didn't run into him on accident. He was just catching up to him when the boy spoke. "It's insane," Dal said simply, slowing down a bit. He looked over again, thinking that the boy looked familiar. Had they met before?

"It's good - for you - though," he added in between breaths. He knew it was good for you, and he had to keep reminding himself that. If he didn't, he would've given up a long time ago and gone to eat something.

On second thought, food didn't sound too bad right now

"Hey Heather!" he smiled at the young girl. "Come on little sis! We're almost done with our run!"


Connor was in the heat of competition, he did not like to be bested at anything, especially where athletics were concerned. He put on a burst of speed and thundered by her leaving behind him nothing but a cloud of Veela Scent. He got to the tree and turned around waiting for her. He leaned against the tree, crossing his arms, his breathing already calming as he smirked at her. He was in excellent physical shape and the athletics they had been assigned for DADA would help him loose the little hint of a belly he was getting from eating so many of Kurumi's cookies. When she finally caught up, he laughed a little. "I thought you weren't that slow." he teased. Then he held his hand out to her, after setting a magical music box on the ground and opening the lid, as the Song Began. "Dance with me." Yes he wanted to be doing this with Kurumi, she song reminded him of her. But he had promised Dani a dance and DADA hat provided the opportunity to keep that promise.

Preston nodded his head a couple of times as he kept pace with his new running companion. "I-I-I g-g-guess." Preston agreed, he had barely gotten started, and now he was ready to call it a day and go crawl into bed, if he could make it to the Hufflepuff Common room that is. He might even settle for sleeping in a bush if he had to.

"H-have w-w-we m-m-met b-b-before?" Preston asked through huffs of breaths he was taking, he wasn't out of shape, he just wasn't used to running like this. "Y-Y-You s-s-seem f-f-familiar." He added on. Maybe he had been to New York over the summer or something.

Turning back to focus on the pathways, it was a little too late as Preston saw a cat suddenly dart out in front of him. He tried to jump over it like a hurdler would do but his brain and feet weren't working together and he ended up kicking the cat as he fell face first onto the pavement of the pathways. "Too good to be true." He growled, angry at the cat for ruining his nice run he was having, and angry at himself for thinking he could get away without an injury. "Ow." Preston sighed as he gripped his head that he was positive was splitting into two. "Did I hit my head?" He asked, still clearly angry.

Obviously he had.

At what Arabella said, Heather was stricken with anxiety and fear. "Y-you don't think he's preparing us f-for s-something b-big, do you? I mean...t-these tasks look simple...but t-they are q-quite hard....and they seem to me l-like they c-cover about t-training our mental, physical and s-spiritual aspects."

Dallin looked ahead again as he thought, trying to remember where he'd seen the boy before. He was pretty sure he wasn't in Ravenclaw, so it wasn't the common room. "We probably - have," Dal said. "Maybe at the - feast - or on the -" His eyes widened as he looked over and suddenly there wasn't another boy there. He heard a feline-like screech and another not-so-good sound.

He immediately came to a stop and looked down to find his jogging companion on the ground and a very angry-looking cat walking away. He tried to push back his urge to laugh as he crouched down next to the kid that kicked the cat.

"You okay?" he asked, his face looking completely serious, unlike his mind which was sort of laughing.

Preston continued to hold his head with both of his hands. "Am I okay?" Preston asked back with a snort, what a stupid question to ask at the moment. Feeling something wet Preston murmured some not so nice words under his breath. His head was cracked and bleeding. Looked like it was another trip to the hospital wing. "Where are we at?" Preston asked, still angry but not really remembering much now. "M-My head hurts an a-awful l-lot." he commented squinting his eyes, hoping it made his head stop hurting as much but it only made it worse. "Wh-who a-are y-you?" He asked, looking up at the older boy. Anger was gone, confusion was in.

Was that blood?

Okay, Dallin had no idea what to do about this situation here. He hardly knew this kid, and then he goes and trips over a cat and hits his head. Dal just stared at him for a little, and at the blood.

"You should go to the hospital wing." He said blankly, finally realizing that if he was going to stick around that he should try to help in some way. "Can you, uh, walk and stuff?" Seriously, Dal wasn't good in these sort of situations. He just didn't know what to do.

"We're on the grounds. I'm Dallin." Like that was helpful, but at least it answered his questions.

Preston's eyes slowly started to want to close, and though he didn't have much of a thought process currently happening, he knew he needed to keep them open for as long as possible. "M-M-M-Miss M-M-M-More." Preston told Dallin. Hopefully, for the sake of Preston, Dallin would figure out Miss More was Healer Moretti...and that he'd figure out a way to get him to the hospital wing to see the Healer. "Wh-wh-where's R-R-Ring-Ringo?" Preston asked Dallin. Of course, Dallin wouldn't know the now deceased pet raccoon that Preston was talking about.

Miss More? Dallin had no idea who Miss More was. How was he supposed to know that? The kid was delirious, that was the problem. He had to go to the hospital wing, 'cause that was the best option.

"I have no clue where Ringo is," He muttered. "But we're going to the Hospital Wing, 'kay?" He wasn't sure if the kid should be walking, but he was going to walk anyway because Dal didn't know what else to do. He looked at the boy for a second before gently grabbing his arm and lifting him up. "Can you walk, or do you need some help?"

Preston's eye lids were getting heavier and heavier as the seconds went by, it was merely moments before the kid passed out. Preston gave a short nod of his head, though he wasn't really hearing anything that Dallin was saying to him. When he tried to pull Preston up, he yanked his arm away from Dallin. "G-g-go a-a-away H-Hank!" He yelled as he swatted one of his blood drenched hands at Dallin whom he was mistaking as Hank, his younger brother. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll lllllllllll!" He called, calling his pet toad Al as he continued to swat Dallin away, still thinking he was Hank.

Jordan noticed Emmy's expression when he said, Uncle. Most kids his age either lived with their dad or mom. But not him. "Yeah, my Uncle Chris. Long story short, my parents died when I was 5 in a murder. I don't remember any of it. But my Uncle, he took me into custody. And here we stand. Heck, I don't even remember my parents names. Couldn't remember if they were like me, whether or not they looked like me. Nothing. I just remember the fact that they died. I'm guessing I had amnesia after they attacked. Most likely hysterical amnesia. Anyways, enough of me. What is your family like?" Jordan asked trying to drift away from his tragic story.

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"I'm not Hank!" At that, Dal quickly backed away and put his hands up in a 'surrender' gesture. He eyed the blood on his arm with disgust, fighting back the feeling of being sick. Weird, he never knew before then that he didn't like blood. Hm. Interesting.

He frowned as the boy started yelling again. "There's no Al here!" Dal yelled, now totally frustrated. "You hit your head, you're bleeding, and you're going to the Hospital Wing!" So there.

With that decision made, Dallin eyed the boy. He didn't look too big, and Dallin was feeling an adrenaline rush (or something) from the jog. In one movement he had knelt down and put his arm under both of the boy's arms and lifted. He prepared for fight, but he had a feeling the boy couldn't do much of anything because of the way he was acting.

So, he started on his way to the Hospital Wing with the boy who he thought he knew, but couldn't really remember.

Viola started to feel really tired, especially since she had gone swimming in the morning. Too much exercise in one day, she thought. "I'm good. Just wondering why we've been assigned such..." What was the word now? "Weird tasks? I mean, what's the point? Karate, Dancing, Singing, Meditation, Front rolls.." Bleh. She really should stop complaining.

Uhh, where's Jamie? Viola stopped and turned around. There he was, with the most incredulous expression on his face. LOL. "Okay. Give me two reasons why I shouldn't have forgotten you." Viola continued to run, with a smile on her face. She brushed the hair off her face. Urgh. It was damp with sweat. "Well, you don't actually have to swim. You can just take a dip in the water and you're done. I'm actually worried about dancing." Viola was the worst dancer. Ever.

Jamie nodded, panting out of breath here and there. Exercise was not his area of strength, and he only wondered when he would literally fall on the floor with pain from it. "It is a bit weird. I mean, I thought we'd be practicing epic spells." To, you know, defend them from the dark arts? Whatever, though, if Lord Borr can't be bothered. -_-

Singing was on the list? "SINGING?!" Maybe he could just skip that one, and write a fake diary about it. Yes, mwahahaha.

TWO reasons? Jamie could give her two million. "Okay, reason number one... I am a friendly Slytherin, remember?" Viola had said that she wasn't a Slytherin fan, so there was a great reason! "And reason number two, how could you possibly forget this face?" He pointed at himself with a grin. In all seriousness, Jamie Keaton was gorgeous, yo! There. Two reasons why Viola the Hufflepuff should remember him. To be fair, he remembered HER, so unless she had horrible memory, it should be the same vise versa, right?

"Just a dip? Are you sure?" Jamie was still worried about that. He never went near water unless it was a bath or a shower. Sighing heavier than usual due to the lack of breath, Jamie wiped his forehead with his sleeve. BLEH, so disgusting. And even worse, he was sweating next to a pretty GIRL. Dancing was on the list, too?! He must have missed her saying that one. "I'll be your dance partner, if you want." He sent her his flirty eyes. OH, WHY WAS HE FOREVER DOING THAT, WHY?! Coughing shortly, Jamie looked to the sky.

Failure. He should have not even approached Viola and kept running.
.... :head:

Viola felt like she was going to collapse any moment. She definitely needed a breather. But, she went on. She was going to run half a mile, at least. "Yeah, me too." Viola made a face. "I guess it's kind of a good thing, though. I'll lose all the pounds that I'd gained during the holidays." She added, as an afterthought. Viola wasn't fat. At all. But, for some odd reason, she liked to think she was. Weird, isn't it?

"Yes. Singing." Viola laughed. She liked to sing even though she wasn't good at it. But yeah, she was gonna try.

Viola slowed down a bit. Her legs were starting to ache. Badly. "Well, yeah. I do. You are friendly and a Slytherin. An unusal combination. Anyway, go on." Uhh. Really, this was too much. She looked at him and grinned. "Yeah, right. Like you've got the most beautiful face in the world." He was hilarious. He really was. Gosh, her face was flushed and she really wanted to take a break for a couple of minutes but that would be a bit embarrassing. Especially, in front of Jamie.

"Yeah. I am. I-" She stopped. She couldn't talk due to the lack of breath. "I actually went swimming this morning and there were many who just had a dip. They were out of the water in a flash. You can do that." Now, she had to stop. Viola slowed down to a walk, clutching her stomach. So much for not embarrassing herself in front of Jamie. "Really?" Her eyes went wide and she was blushing. A little. "That would be nice." She smiled. "But, I'm terrible. I'm probably the worst dancer in the history of mankind." Umm..what was he doing with his eyes? Anyway, she constrained her laughter and asked, "Can we take a break for a couple of minutes? I'm drained."

"Okay, okay- you beat me" Danielle smirked as she took a deep breath and breathed out slowly before looking up at him as she watched him hold out his hand for her. "Oh... of course" she smiled as she moved to hold his hand. She moved her blonde curls over one shoulder as she watched him. She heard the music starting and started to sway with him to it.

Lose pounds? Jamie raised an eyebrow at Viola. If she lost any pounds then she would wither away into nothing. "Really? Don't think you need to, personally." It was the other way round for Jamie. He used to be quite fat, but managed to burn it off during the summer. Because he wasn't going to school looking how he did. As a break from running, Jamie suddenly got onto his knees and did a front roll. OH YEA. Killing two birds with one stone!!!

The boy coughed shortly. "Cool, well, I am a good singer." Not that he regularly tried, but whenever he took part in karaoke, he was always a star. Not bragging, though.

Noticing Viola slow down a bit, Jamie did so, too. He beamed when she agreed to his friendliness. That's right! He was the best Slytherin at this school!
o__________O SAY WAT. "Are you... questioning my beauty?" The Slytherin stared at the girl, feeling somewhat speechless. No, he wasn't the next BRAD PITT, but he was gorgeous. He knew that. Jamie frowned, and let out a few grumbles. "Can't believe you even said that, Viola." Sheesh. Merlin. Wow.

Huh. That was that solved, then. A little dip it would be! OMM, she had stopped running and looked as if she was about to DIE. "Are you okay, VIOLA?!" He held her arm, to support her. Don't go dying now. Hospital wing?

Awww, yay! He had a dance partner. :loved:

"Awesome. We shall dance horribly together." Because he was also an awful dancer. The type who would stand on people's toes and not even notice. YES, a break sounded good. "Of course." And with that, Jamie sat down on the floor and spread his arms and legs out. Ahhhh, this was the life. "Would you like a sandwich, Viola? I brought some." That would get their energy back! See, he knew his stuff!

"Yeah, I know. In fact, my mum has been telling me to gain weight." Viola laughed. Gosh, she was sweating. BADLY. She wiped the sweat off her forehead and glanced at her clothes. She looked disgusting. Urgh. Woah! Viola looked really surprised as Jamie did a front roll. "Wow! That's really impressive. You should definitely teach me to do that." And, she remembered. "Oh. By the way, we're supposed to 50 front rolls as well." Viola added.

"You are?" Viola asked, grinning. "Really? I mean, seriously? Are you sure? Like, absolutely sure? No doubt about it?" Ah, she liked to tease him.

Viola couldn't help smiling when she looked at Jamie's face. "Beauty?" Viola snorted with laughter. "Hey, it's not like your.." Oh. What's the name of that muggle actor? Who's like extremely good looking? "Hugh Dancy." Yep. She blushed, slightly. "I mean, he's gorgeous and.." She stopped. Oh. Gosh. She couldn't believe that she was talking about her crush to a boy! Eek! What was wrong with her!?!? "Uhh. Sorry 'bout that." Viola said, blushing deeply and not looking at his face. Aw. He was really hurt. Or was he? "Well, I'll admit. You are good looking. Not beautiful but yeah, good looking." Viola smiled.

What the-? "Thanks but I'm definitely not going to faint." He looked like she was going to die any second. "I'm just exhausted, that's all." Still clutching her stomach, she walked slowly. Oh man. This was terrible. She couldn't even run half a mile. That's pathetic.

Viola nodded and said with a grin, "That sounds good." Dancing badly together didn't seem like a bad idea at all. "Thank you." she added, gratefully.Viola sat down and stretched out her legs in front of her. They were hurting real bad. But, it felt great to just sit down for a while. A sandwich? Yeah, that sounds lovely. "Thanks. I would definitely love to have one."

Zara smiled and said, "Well, it turned into a kind of music studio. Inside were Heather, Connor, and Dani. Me and Kurumi went in together, and we watched and performed." Good times, good times.

"Wow!" Tayla replied. "I'd definitely like to go there some time." She needed a place she could do some of her DADA assignments in. Something like the dance studio she went to in the Muggle world. "I'm going to the Whomping Willow with William. Thanks for the chat! If you want to come, meet us there." Tayla grinned and waved at her friend. Then followed William to the Whomping Willow.

"Ohh, okay! I'll catch up with you soon. I have to go make a trip to the Defense Training Room first." She smiled and waved goodbye at Tayla.

Connor pulled her into his arms and laid his cheek atop her head as they waltzed together. he was glad she was shorter than he was and at this position she could not see his tears. He sighed as he thought about the Lyrics to the song.

They carried on their waltz- Dani felt like she was truely in heaven, she brushed away a tear, knowing this wouldn't last. When the dance had finished she did a bit of a mock curtsy to him and smiled. "Wow, good dancing skills there, Con" she smirked as she gestured for him to sit down next to her.

"Connor... this Kurumi thing... it's hurting you" she started honestly- "I mean, I know that... I just don't want to see you hurting anymore. She's just... I dunno whether it's intentional on her behalf or not- I know Kurumi's lovely but... it feels to me like she knows you're just... there, and it's up to her when things should happen. But it's not- you've got a mind too, and I don't want that mind hurt. And it's getting hurt- surely that's not a good sign already? Maybe... maybe... I dunno, I just think she's hurting you and I don't think that's right. You need to think about this... she'd be just as indecisive.... if you got together. I'm not saying this to be mean- I'm saying it because as your... best friend, it's my duty to. And I don't want to see you get hurt" she said honestly, she said it as a friend- yes, she still fancied him and always would. But, right then- she said it as a best friend worried about her best friend.

Then WHY was she even mentioning losing the pounds. FACEPALM. "I will never understand a woman's mind." He muttered, mainly to himself. GAAAAAAASP. GASP! Jamie had thrown himself into that forward roll way too fast after all that running. He was gasping endlessly for air. "Oh, it's quite easy! Just as soon as you get used to landing hard on the ground." It hurt, not gonna lie. He nodded. "Yep. I've done... four so far." One here, and three elsewhere. He beamed at his accomplishment but decided to do the rest of the rolls at a different time.

Was she making FUN of him!? "I am amazing at it, thank you very much." Jamie was amazing at EVERYTHING, actually. And anyone who questioned that needed to go fall down a well. "Would you like a demonstration?" HUH, huhhhh? Jamie wasn't afraid.

Jamie could almost feel his lip beginning to wibble. Way to embarrass and bruise his ego! "Who is this Hugh Dancy? He's a Gryffindor, isn't he?" His eyes narrowed. Those bloody Gryffindors. Bloody good at everything, supposedly. PFFFFFT. Oh, finally, a compliment. Not one that was nearly good enough, though. "THANKS, I suppose." Still frowning, Jamie decided to hurt Viola's feelings, too. "SAME with you, actually. Pretty, but not beautiful." He regretted saying that after he had. Girls always took things like this seriously.

ACTUALLY... so did HE! No harm done!

"Oh." That was awkward, then. At least it showed that he was a caring kind of guy. "Good, just checking. Don't want no girls dying with me. People will think my beautiful face stunned you to death." He laughed at himself. Because he was so funny.

"You're welcome. When did you wanna get our dance number done, then?" Preferably not now when they were both sweaty and gross. Rummaging through his bag, Jamie picked out a jam sandwich and some crisps for himself. He took the top layer of bread off and filled the sandwich with crisps. Yep, cool, right? Smiling, the boy passed his bag of sandwiches over to Viola. "Pick any. There's loads of different flavours." Even a sandwich that was filled with Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans.

Viola looked amused, as Jamie muttered something to himself. Something about not understanding a woman’s mind. He was right. She didn’t understand her mind either. Oh. He seemed to be gasping for breath. “Hey, are you okay?” Easy? Even though she wanted to learn how to do a front roll, she wasn't sure it was as easy as it looked. “Well, that’s great.” Viola smiled, knowing that she was boosting his ego. Not good.

“Yeah, yeah. You seem to be amazing at everything you do. Like a superman. Are you NOT good at something?” A demonstration? Hmm. “Well, if you want.” Viola said, doubtfully. "So, what are you going to sing?”

Viola burst out laughing. A Gryffindor? LOL. “He’s not a wizard. At least, I don’t think he is. He is a muggle actor and a really good one at that.” Colour slowly spread across her cheeks. “You know, you should be happy. I don’t really hand out compliments that easy.” Okay, now she was totally faking it. ”I said you were good looking. Isn’t that enough for you?” Viola said, pretending to be annoyed. Huh. She wasn’t beautiful? Really? “You don’t think I’m beautiful?” Viola stared. “You’re the only guy who has actually said that to me.” LOL. That was the biggest joke of the year. Where did she come up with lines like that!?

AW JEEEEEEEEEEZZZZ! “Seriously?” Viola couldn’t help laughing, though. “That’s the cheesiest dialogue I’ve heard in a long time.”

“Dunno. How about tomorrow?” Viola asked, as she tied her hair in a bun. Yuck. Her hair was damp with sweat. Really disgusting. “Oh. By the way, what kinda music do you wanna dance to? Nothing too slow, I hope.” Crisps and a jam sandwich? Ohh. ”That’s quite an odd combination.” Viola remarked. “Ah, thank you.” She took the bag and grabbed a random sandwich. She immediately took a bite. Yum. “Thanks a ton.” Viola said, as she proceeded to take another bite. Ah, life's good.

Presley was running again. She'd run around the practice pitch this morning, as was typical for her. Now she was going for her second run of the day. She ran when she was stressed, and that number on the scale had definitely stressed her out. What eleven year old Presley's height wieghed 60 lbs? This was getting out of hand. So she ran the pathways, in the dark. She ran until her muscles were screaming for release, and then she kept running. Finally she paused for a break. She folded herself onto the dirt path, and took a breather. Her heart was beating like it had no right to. Pres laid back, not caring if she got dirt in her hair, and waited for it to slow.

" I have an American football with me" William told Presley. "We could gwt our of the way and I could teach you how to throw it" William said to Presley. "After that, I will show you more about how to play football" William explained to Presley.

Someone right near Presley started speaking, and she sat bolt upright. Oh, it was William, not a serial killer. Calm down, Pres she told herself. William was offering to teach her American football. The only thing she knew about that was that they didn't use thier feet. Her mum had complained once 'How can they call it football it they only use thier hands?' Nonetheless, she wanted to learn. "Merlin! I just about had a heart attack! Of course I want to learn how to throw an American football!" She jumped to her feet and stepped slightly off the path.

Connor sat and pulled his knees up to his chest. "Yes it is Dani. I love her so much and every time I try to show her she runs off and acts like I have the plague. I know she and that Adam guy broke up at the end of last term but that was months ago. I know healing takes time but I don't know why she punishes me for this guy's sins. What am I doing wrong?" He put his head in his hands and sighed softly, rubbing his face. "I don't want to hurt anymore Dani." He hugged his legs tight. "I'm already up to taking my mother's potion to stop my headaches six times a day." He held up the silver flask that Dani had given him last Christmas as proof. He popped it open and took a long drink and sitting it back in his pocket. He sat there hugging his legs, thinking about his best friend's words.

Dani's eyes widened- "See, now that's not good, hun" she sighed deeply- "Having to stop headaches over it... it's just..." she sighed again, hating seeing him like this over a girl who was just... eughh. It annoyed her a lot. She smiled sadly at him- "If you don't wanna hurt... you have to walk away" she said honestly- giving him the best honest advice she could. "Or it'll only get worse... or end badly" she said honestly to him.

" I promise I w ill not scare you again" William told Presley. " Now thisball is made out of pigskin" William said to Presley. " We hae been known to call it "the old pigskin" William laughed. " Now, you put your hands round these laces here, put your hand with the football behind your ear , I will stand a few feet from you, and then you throw the football to me" Willaim explained to Presley. "You need to use your feet to help throw the football" William added the last tidbit of information.

Hehehehee. Ellie smiled back at Treyen, but didn't say anything. Did she have to?

Shrug. That was true. She usually saw her family. Occasionally. Over the Christmas holiday and once or twice during the summer. This trip, she'd definitely seen them more than usual. It was nice...she supposed.

BUT

"But I do," she said, "I can't go two months without practice and expect to get better." Practice made perfect, after all, didn't it?

Giggle. "Chess is boring anyway." And confusing. And invented solely to torture her. She was sure of it. Still, she was glad Treyen agreed with her on that.

Oh! He'd told her about skateboarding! The thing with wheels and a board. AND she learned that Dylan had one this summer. "My cousin had a skateboard." Fun fact. "I didn't ask him to teach me, though." There was something about standing on a board...eh.

Mann...shuffling cards...Ellie rolled her eyes. "It's really not as easy as it looks, you know." Took many, many, many tries to get that down. "I like cards that shuffle themselves much better." Nod.

"It was." She was very glad Little Professor had thought of it. Mhm. Even if it further impeded on her flying time. Totally worth it. And it was all still exercise, so...totally acceptable.

Awwww, Treyen. She totally wanted to hear about his best friend. Wait, he went to Hogwarts? Then... Oh okay. Treyen answered that. Wow. "That's sad," she concluded, "I mean...that's an awesome school and stuff, but...it's sad you don't get to see him often." Whether it was more sad for Treyen or Arya or Aaron, Ellie didn't really know. Maybe Aaron...he got the benefit of the amazing Quidditch-centered education, but...he was kinda left out, yeah? Because Treyen and Arya saw each other all the time...he was excluded.

Terribly sad. "That's nice." Meeting over the summer. It was the best they could do, right?

His smile was contagious, man. "'M glad you had a good time." Good summer. The whole thing.

THAT smile. It was so an invitation, he couldn't help but smile as well. She even gave him an idea.

Sigh. Yes, sigh. You know what? "You're right," but he wasn't going to let her enjoy it this time, "But if I'm all for Hufflepuff winning...doesn't it mean I don't mind if you get better or not?" TRUE, but that will never be the reason behind all of it, that's why he was smiling sweetly, "I still think you're amazing, regardless of whether you practice or not," he started to say, "Just believe what you want to believe," there was a slight shrug on his shoulders. The subject will never get somewhere because Treyen was being completely stubborn about it. They might as well drop it.

Or he might as well drop it. Which is why he commented no further.

How come he wasn't surprised? "Muggle Chess is, the Wizarding one...you have to love how every little piece shatters when one wins over their position," especially when those little swords are used. Of course, it words if the game is fast paced, otherwise he'll be doing homework while playing.

Go figure. She didn't ask her cousin to teach her. "Mmmhmm," she was a girl, most girls didn't like skateboards.

Obviously, Treyen had to laugh at her comment on shuffling cards. Yes, he was well aware about that fact, he'd done it, and didn't mind it. "Awww, they gave you the hardest task," he joked. In all fairness, there were hardest Muggle things to do.

Wait, what? Sad? OH. Yes, it kind of was, he had Aaron on his mind ever so often, well, when Arya was around, and they'd probably end up being the best trio ever if he'd stayed and got the Captain badge. They'd be unstoppable. But, yeah, that wouldn't happen anymore. At least he and Arya were both Prefects, and Aaron was still Captain back in Luxembourg. So, still awesome, this trio.

"Well, I do miss him sometimes, but it kind of makes our summers more enjoyable," and their meetings the highlight of the summer.

And, he was going to say the same thing, but MOST of her vacations didn't go as planned, "I'm sorry you didn't." A small apologetic smile was on his face after he spoke.

Bissy chuckled at Mina's calling Evan 'handsome'. She eyed Mina and Evan for a few seconds; she thought they were a nice couple and smiled faintly to herslef. She wished Mina hadn't talked like that. Evan was about to become a professional football player; how could they possibly beat him? She hoped they would.

She watched Evan mark the goals by lavitating rocks and listened to his words carefully. However, she couldn't understand; what were penalties and cards? She lamely nodded with blank eyes and looked at the squares Evan had made. Then, she said rather timidly: "Evan, don't please be angry with me but I don't know what cards and penalties are. Could you please tell me what are they?" She looked into Evan's eyes and placed a shy upon her lips.

Then, she nodded when told which goal to choose and she said: "It doesn't matter to me as long as we don't let the ball in." Hehe.

"I'm fine. Totally fine." He said, finally able to regain his previous posture and breathing. The Slytherin smiled confidently, yes, he was okay. "It is great." Because HE is great. "There is another reason for you to remember me. Jamie Keaton is great -" at everything. Hehehehe.

A bit late for flattery?! But Jamie wouldn't deny, it sounded good to hear someone say it out loud. Someone that wasn't himself, anyway. "You're absolutely right, Viola." He grinned. Not good at? Well, actually, there were a few things. "Flying, I am rubbish at." No point in hiding that. Viola had probably worked it out by now anyway. "I didn't go to the tryouts, by the way." He smirked mischievously. Wasn't he so rebellious and coool? Yep.

Oooh, what to sing? What to sing to the lovely Viola. Grinning as he thought of something, Jamie stood still and flailed his arms into the air.

"Don't need MONEY! Don't take fame!" He clicked his fingers after every line.
"Don't need no credit card to ride this train! It's strong and it's sudden! It can be cruel sometimes! But it might just save your liiiiffe..."

Jamie paused for dramatic effect for the big finish....

"THAT'S THE POWER OF LUV!" JAZZ HANDS!

"Huey Lewis. Good song." Jamie said, allowing his sudden burst of singing energy to cool down. Now he was back to normal. Phew, wasn't he great? No word of a lie, he wasn't the next Beyonce, but he was a goodish singer. "What did ya think?" He asked, wide eyed.

Oh.... a muggle actor? His assumption was a little embarrassing, then. Coughing shortly, Jamie nodded. "I see. Well, he can't be that good. I've never heard of him." And surprisingly, the third year did enjoy the occasional muggle movie. They were interesting and quite good standard for muggles produce! He snorted, still sulking from her endless insults. "It could have been enough, but you carried on to say that I WASN'T beautiful." When he was. Okay, Jamie felt really evil when she responded to the whole 'you're not beautiful, either' thing. Don't cave, Jamie!!!! DON'T CA - "Course not. I was only kidding." His face turned pink, so he looked away.

Jamie chuckled along with her, pleased to AMUSE her... "May be cheesy, but it's the truth. Don't you agree?" He stared at her closely. This was a test to see whether she would insult him further. Hadn't she done enough today?

"OKAY." He replied rather hastily. He scratched his head afterwards, because that's what he did whenever he felt even the slightest bit uncomfortable. Errmmm... Not a slow one, okay. "Anything with a beat will do, then!" He smiled. Jamie shrugged when she commented on his choice of sandwich, then took a bite with a loud CRUNCH to follow. Mmmmm, so yummy! "You're welcome." Always happy to share sandwiches. They were a fantastic invention.

“Good.” He seemed to be alright now. Viola grinned. NOOOOOOOO! PLEASE, SPARE ME! “You should stop, you know. Don’t you get tired of praising yourself? All the time!?” Viola pretended to be annoyed. "You seem to think that your the coolest person on earth." And, before he could open his mouth.."Your not. You are cool but not as cool as me." AH. She smirked.

Why did he look so pleased? “Ummm..Jamie? Sorry to break your bubble but the whole superman thing was a joke. I was kidding.” Viola said, slowly. Did he actually take that seriously? Great. “Well, yeah. I do know that. Anything else?” Viola wasn’t surprised. “Really?” Viola didn’t go to the tryouts either. She really wanted to but she would have just embarrassed herself. Oh, why was she so freaked out about heights? “Is that something to be happy about?” She didn’t think so.

Dramatic, Viola thought as she looked at his performance. WHAAAAAAAAAA! Power Of Love by Huey Lewis? A good song? Geez. She didn’t like that song. At all. “You did okay, I suppose. I mean, you weren’t bad or anything.” Viola smiled. “In fact, you were good.” Her voice held a hint of surprise. “But, why did you spoil the whole effect by yelling at the end?” Hopefully, he wouldn’t ask her to sing. Now, THAT wouldn’t be good. Nope.

“Hey. Just because you haven’t heard of him, does NOT mean he’s bad.” Viola said, quickly coming to Hugh’s defence. She’d seen a few of his movies over the summer and she thought he was brilliant. Very handsome, of course. She blushed a little. “Well, yeah. I meant you weren’t as beautiful as Hugh Dancy. No one is as beautiful as Hugh Dancy.” She should stop. Seriously. Hmm. Viola smiled as she noticed that his face slowly turned pink. Wow. “Yeah, right.” Viola paused. “Were you actually kidding?” Or did he just say that to make her feel better? Viola really wanted to know, for some odd reason.

Why was he staring? Was something wrong with her? She checked. Nope. Not really. She was an absolute mess, though. “Well….” Viola hesitated. “Yeah, I agree.” Viola didn’t agree but she kinda didn’t want him to feel bad. She was insulting him like crazy (in a good way, of course!) and he really deserved a break. But..”No more cheesy quotes, okay?”

Viola nodded. “Yep.” She started to feel really nervous. What if she was terrible? Okay. She WAS terrible, but what if she was worse than terrible? Like, really really bad? Huh. “Are you sure it’s okay? Like, about the whole dancing thing?” Viola closed her eyes as she munched on her sandwich. It was lovely. She felt soo much better now.

Get tired of praising himself? Was she serious? "Not really. If I don't do it, then who will?" He asked solemnly. Jamie didn't exactly have many friends who liked him incredibly, and his family were always too preoccupied with themselves. Besides, it was in his upbringing to think of no one but himself. His whole family did it. Self-preserved, just like any other Slytherin. Wh-whaaaaaat? She was cooler than him? Err, well, maybe. "I wouldn't go THAT far. But you are cool." She was a Hufflepuff, after all.

Pout. "You are a right kidder, ain't chu?" Everything she said was an apparent joke. All those compliments were fake! That's it! Jamie was never believing a word she said ever again. Hmm, what else was he rubbish at? Was Viola trying to turn this into a self-loathing session for him? Pfft... "I'm rubbish at writing and spelling." Yes, that was baaaad.

"Course I am! I signed up to look cool, but I didn't show up so I couldn't possibly cause myself or anyone else any harm! I was thinking of EVERYONE here, Viola." If he had been let loose on a broomstick, all hell would break loose.

Jamie's overstretched smile faded slightly at her reaction. Was that it? He just sang his soul out in the middle of the grounds and she said it was OKAY?! The boy smacked his head, "I don't think I can ever please you." He said with a grumble. Just trying to impress the ladies, huuur! Cut him a break! "I wasn't yelling. That was my big finish." He did the jazz hands and everything! Meaning, he should definitely be on stage.

"Well, he is no Johnny Depp, is he?" Because everyone had heard of him. Wanna know why? Because he was a GOOD ACTOR. But whatever, Jamie would trust Viola in that he was a good actor. She seemed to have quite a soft spot for this Hugh Dancy. Smirking at her next comment, Jamie could not resist with his response. "Are you saying that I am the second most beautiful person ever?" Flirty eyes again. GAH, STOP! The third year looked to her, almost shocked that she didn't believe him. "Course I was kidding. You're ah... you're ah... very pretty..." Ah, that wasn't what he was supposed to say... "I mean, beautiful... kinda, yeah." He scratched his head and coughed shortly. Oh, Merlin's toes.

"YOU AGREE?! You agree that my BEAUTIFUL face knocks woman dead?!" GOTCHAAAAAAAAAAAA! Jamie was literally bouncing with excitement by this point. No more cheesy quotes? Sheesh, she was asking a lot of Jamie today. "I can't promise that one, Viola." He was just full of cheese. Full of cheese, and full of awesome. Nothing he could do about that!

Was she having second thoughts about the dancing? Owhh. "Sure, I'm sure. It's gotta be done, hasn't it? For our DADA assignment..." And Jamie would much rather dance with Viola as opposed to a stranger. Grinning, the Slytherin got to his feet once his sandwich was finished. "Let's keep going, ya?" They had 4.8 miles left to run! Better get cracking!

Pigskin? Weird. Presley did as she was told, and attempted to throw the ball to William. At first, it seemed like a good throw, until the ball landed on the ground two feet in front of William. "Can I try again?" she asked, it had not been a great start to her learning-muggle-sports idea.

“What? Why would you want anyone to do it?” Viola was confused. Ah. Anyway, it was none of her business. Viola always felt uncomfortable when someone praised her and she NEVER liked praising herself. All the time. She found it too weird. LOL. He seemed to be the complete opposite of her. Excuse me!? He wouldn’t go that far. PPPFFFTT. “That’s just SO mean. Why would you say something like that?” She was cool. Even if no one thought she was.

Aw. He was hurt. Well, she liked to tease him and kinda hoped that he wouldn’t take her teasing and insulting too seriously. But, it seemed like he had. Now, she felt guilty. “Umm..I’m sorry. I mean it in a good way, you know? If you don’t like it, then…” she shrugged. “Oh. Now, that’s a good thing to be rubbish at.” Viola nodded. Yep. By the way, did that even make sense?

“So, just because you want to look COOL, you sign up for the tryouts when you have no intention of actually turning up?” Yeah, that makes sense. NOT. Okay. On a serious note. “You should have tried, at least. I mean, for all you know, you might have been good.” Well, she said that more to herself, than to him. Why couldn’t she follow her own advice?

Huh. Was she actually being rude? Oh. NOOOOOOO. That’s crazy. But, she was just teasing him, in a good way. Bleh. Boys=Confusion. Why did they have to behave in such crazy ways? “Look. I didn’t say you’re bad. You were actually really good." Emphasis on the 'really'. "But, you could have skipped the dramatic ending, that’s all.” Gosh, she really felt bad. “Ah. Okay, then. Well, it certainly was a grand finish.” Viola grinned.

“Huh. Who?” She’d never heard of this Johnny Depp. “Is he a muggle actor as well?” Well, she didn’t watch a lot of muggle movies but the ones she had, had Hugh Dancy in it. So, yeah. Viola blushed. Why did he have to ask her such silly questions and expect her to give him a non-sarcastic answer. “Well. Yeah. Sort of?” SHUT UP, Viola! What’s wrong with you!? And, he did something with his eyes that made her blush again. Aw. “Well, thanks.” That made her feel better. Why!? “That’s nice of you. And, you’re handsome as well..” Lovely. She HAD to say that. “Not as handsome as Hugh, obviously.” She had to make that clear.

NAAAAAAHHHHH! Oh, why did she say that!? WHYY? “Well, yes. I do agree.” Unfortunately. “Well, you have to. Please.” Viola would definitely puke, if he came up with such CHEESY dialogues again. Oh man.

“Well, yeah. It has to be done.” There was no doubt about it. Okay, then. “Awesome. It’s decided, then.” And, she’d rather embarrass herself in front of him than anyone else. Viola finished her sandwich quickly and got up. She was ready to go! WOOT! “C’mon, then. Lets go.”

"Because.. praising makes ya happy, right?" For example, when Jamie called Viola beautiful, it was all to make her feel GOOD about herself. And it worked, he hoped. His point was, he rarely got praise or compliments from anyone, so he gave them to himself, instead! A sort of 'love yourself' movement. And it sure worked a treat! o_O "Oi!" He pointed and frowned. "You've been insulting me all day, I think YOU'RE the mean one in this situation." He was totally right. Viola had called him ugly, a bad singer, uncool....

Well, maybe not as dramatic as all those things. But Jamie saw it that way!

A small smile crept through his features. What a fabulous actor he was. "Oh, that's okay. I forgive you." He grinned. Hehehe. Since when was not being able to spell a good thing to be rubbish at? "I disagree. I couldn't even write my full name til I was seven." When all the other kids could write long stories about their families and stuff. Bad times.

Awww. Just, awww. "Thank you, Viola. That really made me feel good." But then again, should he believe her? Jamie was rubbish at understanding sarcasm, so he studied her face for a moment. Nah, seemed genuine enough. "Okay, okay. Next time..." There would be a next time? "I will skip the big finish." And he would produce a lovely little number. Maybe he could SING whilst they danced tomorrow? .... Actually, that would just make things uncomfortable.

WHO? "WHO? Johnny Depp! That, err... Pirate dude!" He couldn't remember the name but he was a pirate, which made him cool! Merlin's socks.... Merlin's pants...! Viola just gave him such a compliment, that he frantically embraced her into a hug. "That's the sweetest thing you have ever said to me!" True, Viola had dished a lot of opinions out about Jamie over the conversation, but that was the nicest! Second most beautiful man in the world. Wow. Then she continued, with the 'handsome' comment. But all was ruined when she mentioned Hugh Dancy's name again. "I think you should stop mentioning his name." Because now he felt like a beauty rival.

PLEEEEEEEEASE, stop feeding his ego! If she continued, his self-obsession would almost double in size. "Sure, I'll stop. Seeing as you're bein' so cute." He pinched her cheeks. Not hard, of course, then giggled.

Jamie was glad that Viola was happy to continue the run. A part of him thought she would bale. "Awesome." He confirmed, and off they went, through the never ending pathways. "What else is on that assignment list, do you know?" Anything that didn't physically hurt them? He should actually be grateful that flying wasn't on the list... wait... it wasn't on it, right? He wasn't sure!

AH!

Emily walked along the path humming to herself. She was bored. And all of her friends had seemed to have vanished. So she'd decided to take a nice stoll outside... and it was still boring. Looking at her watch, she realised she'd only been out here 10 minutes. It felt like hours. All this fresh air was getting to her, she turned and was heading back to the castle when she felt a tugging at her bag. It was cought on a branch.
She tugged it until... RIP.
All her stuff came spilling out of her bag. Ink splattered on the ground as well as all her books and letters and parchment. "Oh merlin!" she cried picking up her wand that had also fallen out. Why did everything happen to her?

Samira too (:
 

Fee just smiled at William,there seriously was no reason why she would be mad at him for getting a girlfriend."And i am sure we both like you as a froend too",she nodded. They needed some musketeer time together again soon.Yes.

Aww he felt hurt? Naaah,poor Willy."Dont feel hurt you partner up with people next to you or near to you most of the time",the blonde nodded,"so it doesnt have to do anything with you.Dont worry."

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Fee was making her way to the pathway searching for a bench to sit down and start reading.It was a beautiful autumn day and to spend it inside would be a crime.Smiling to herself the blonde walked to oen of the benches that apparead in her view now.eveb though it was a bit chilly outside it didnt bother the third year.With her book and her ipod in hand the girl sat down and breathed in the autumn air.

Samira was standing off to the side of the pahways, people watching. It was quite interesting really. All the people were different. Different Hogwarts houses, backgrounds, personaities. Samira loved all the variety. The Slytherin fingered her blue purse. She's been trying to have a different style for a while now. She wante to be different. Uniqie. Fashion was just the way to accomplish that.

Samira was just about to walk in a different direction when she heard a slightly familiar, and very frustrated, voice. She turne and saw the face of a girl she talked to breifly the year before--Emily, if memory serves correct. Ooh, she seemed to be in a bit of a tangle. Samra pushed a stray curl behind her ear and walked over. She picked up one of the ink-splattered books and handed it to Emily. She bit her lip and sympathized. "Ouch..."

Grinding her teeth Emily went about collecting the items from her bag. Why her?! She was about to fix her bag when a girl came over to her and handed her one of her books. "Thanks." she said looking up at the girl. Wait. She knew her. Yeah, that Slytherin she'd talked to briefly... Samira!
"Oh hi! Samira, right?" she said smiling at the girl and taking the book from her. "We talked briefly end of last year?" she'd shake hands with her but they were covered with ink now as well.
She dumped her stuff in a pile at her feet and looked at her ripped bag. "Ouch indeed..." she commented, wand in hand. "Reparo!" and her bag was fixed. At least that was something...

:) Anybody? Anybody? :)
 

Tara sat down and looked up at the sky. "Look, it's a dragon! Over there is a sword." She said to herself as she looked up into the clouds.Tara started to hum as she looked to see if anyone was around her to talk to.Tara got up, but she slipped and fell on the mud.

Hah. He admitted it. She DID need practice.

...."Yeeess." Hmm. That was very true, actually. "You shouldn't mind." But if he did, what was the luck for last term? Smirk.

Ellie valued his opinion. Really, she did. It's why her cheeks tinged pink. She will still believe what she wanted, though. And that was that even if she was 'amazing' - Treyen's words, not hers - she could still get better. You could always get better, no?

Ooooooh. Also very true. Ellie did love seeing the pieces kill each other. Even if it was always her pieces being shattered.

Hey now. She POUTED and sent Treyen a LOOK. It was not funny. Not at all. "They did. I can deal alright. I can play alright. But shuffling is difficult." The cards just didn't do what she wanted. Instead of staying neat, they went flying everywhere. Instead of falling onto each other, they missed. Instead of going down individually, they went down in chunks. Not cool and NOT funny, Treyen.

That kind of amazed Ellie. She probably shouldn't be, but it happened. He was just saw the good part of everything, didn't he? "I guess it would."

She shrugged. "It was just poorly planned. I didn't think about the sacrifices." Because not only did she get little Quidditch, she got little Daddy, Aiden and Mom time. And she hated that.

How many days until Christmas, again?

" Of course, you can try to thow the ball again" William told Presley. " Now, watch me" William said to Presley. William threw the football to Prelsy andshe caught it. "See. you throw the football in a spiral motion" William explained to Presley.

" Good, I worry about having you and Peyton as friends' Wiliam told Fee sheepishly. " I just have problems when students do not ask me to be partners in class" William explained to Fee. " We really need to partner up next time" William said to Fee.

" Let me help you up" William told the girl. He held his hand out for her to take. " My name isWilliam Montcenaggio aka Starr" he introduced himself to the girl. "Are you alright?' William asked her.

Mina nodded and looked back between the two of them. She was probably out of line to think that they had a chance to beat him but she wasn't about to allow him to have a big ego. She knew he was an amazing player and he knew it as well, but as his girlfriend; she did feel that she needed to keep him grounded as well. They would at least give him a run for his galleons. They just weren't going to let him walk all over them, no that was not going to happen.

Pulling her wand out, she transfigured her ballet flats into suitable trainers. The last time she even tried to play in flat, it didn't turn out all that well. Content with the trainers, she leaned over to stretch out a bit, loosening up and getting herself ready to run around.

Listening with one ear, she continued to stretch out her legs and arms. She wasn't completely sure about all the card and penalties, but a little refresher wouldn't be back as well. "Yes, can you go over them a little, so we know," she nodded. She understood the basics, but they was probably much she could still learn about it.

Glancing at their goal, she smiled and nodded. "Oh, you know I intend on not allowing the ball in there without a fight." She was a fighter after all and losing was something she did hate to do.

Yet, he sort of minded, didn't he? Weird boy.

Treyen caught the blushing, which only made him smile, he wasn't going to point it out, like Neptune does. Also, Ellie didn't need to know how beautiful she looked when she blushed, right? Because that would be awkward. So, he said nothing.

If he'd notice her cheeks changing to a pink tone, then it was obvious he'd seen all the pouting going on. That wouldn't make any difference, no? Pouts don't work on the young Lockhart. Simple as that. Slowly, a smirk made its way to his face as he considered something that will make it all seem hilarious, at least to him. "You should practice, then," he said, raising an eyebrow, "Didn't you say 'practice makes perfect'?" since it was such a difficult thing to do, she should, "Unless you need no improving," which was completely fine by him. Chances were, Ellie was going to avoid any Muggle cards game. Another reason to get her Muggle cards, no?

No, no, no guesses. Their summers were more enjoyable that way, otherwise, they wouldn't spend time together during the summer. But, enough of that. He'll need to owl Aaron soon, though.

He nodded, twice, "Well, at least now you'll be better at planning it, right? If you do something similar again," or if she goes to visit the Muggles again, that is. Not anytime soon, by the looks of it.

But, the Pitch was like...so close. Sigh. The grip on the broom tightened again.

Practice? Ellie DID say, that, didn't she? Cruuud. But card shuffling? Uhm....NO. That is an exception from the rule. "I think I achieved 'acceptable' over the summer." And, frankly, that was all she was shooting for.

Next time - should there even BE a next time - someone else will shuffle.

"Right." Again, should there be a next time. Ever. The girl was perfectly fine with them coming to HER house the rest of her life.

Her pace slowed as they approached the Pitch, and she eventually stopped outside the entrance and turned to face Treyen. He had her broom. She needed that.

"You sure you're okay?" Cuz now he had to walk back. On his own. And if he still wasn't well, that wouldn't be good. Concerned, she was.

Acceptable? That was not good enough, was it? Treyen shook his head when she spoke, but didn't think it was suitable to keep on talking about it, because he had no interest in the subject per say, but he was still trying to make a point. And he seemed to have accomplish that, since Ellie had compared the 'acceptable' to 'perfection'. It was not the same, of course.

He nodded as she replied again, only once, and then sighed as they stopped. There was something he'd failed to see when he decided to join Ellie, or did see it but didn't care at the time. Treyen had to walk back again. Great. If he'd been running, this would've counted as those five miles for DADA.

What now? "Yeah, of course," he said, with a smile. She'd agreed to go out with him, no? That was great. Only, come to think about it, not so much, and he'd better not think about what just happened, in case his reactions were to be the same. Yeah, keep it cool, Lockhart. "I guess you'll need this," he extended his hand, the one that had been holding the broom all along, and loosened his grip on it. She could take it now.

"I hope your tryouts turn out great, Ellie," he smiled, but he was NOT wishing her good luck, yes?

"Okay good."

Ellie giggled as she took the broom. "Maybe." It just might come in handy. In a crucial kind of way.

Hah. So did she, Treyen, so did she. And with the miniscule amount of practice she'd gotten, she was worried. Crazy worried. Hence the practicing beforehand. And...yeah he knew. "Same to you."

Really. She liked playing against him. As long as the Snitch didn't decide to be near him while she was Seeker again. That was not ideal.

Though, she probably wouldn't pull out next time. She'd learned.

"See you later." Grin. Because they would definitely be seeing each other. Outside of classes. Outside of Hogwarts, even.

That was a nice thought to fly to.

No, it wasn't a 'maybe', she WILL be needing the broom. But now that she had it, Treyen felt sort of empty. It was clear he grew accustomed to carrying it around. It doesn't matter, he'll soon forget about it.

Oh, of course! He had tryouts to attend to, as well, no?

"Thanks," he smiled, eyes on Ellie. Did he really want to get on the team again? Because he didn't want to play against her, playing against Ravenclaw had proven to be a complete disaster in the past. Well, he managed to be a complete disaster, everyone else was just as awesome. Yeah, he wasn't sure.

Ah, see. That smile right there was reason ONE for not wanting to leave, but he still nodded, "Yeah, see you, Ellie," he said, before turning back and heading to the Castle once more.

'See you'. Yes, because they were going to see each other again, right? Even outside Hogwarts' grounds.

Okay. Treyen was free to freak out again if he wanted to.

Nope, it doesn’t. “Riiiggghhhttt. But, all the time?” Viola continued to run, almost crashing into a couple of Slytherins. Ohh. This running around actually felt good. “I really wonder why you got sorted into Slytherin. You don’t seem to have any of the qualities that a Slytherin is supposed to have.” Viola grinned. "No offence." And, for the record.. “I’ve NOT been insulting you at all. I’m just pointing out the truth.” And, that as an insult as well. Oh, well.

Was this all an act? Ridiculous. She just couldn’t understand boys at all. Viola smacked him on the head. ”You could have stopped at ‘that’s okay’.” He forgives her? Yeah, right. “Oh. What’s wrong in that? You can spell your name now, yes?” Oh man. She could still remember what a nerd she was when she was six AND she didn’t have any friends. Yeah. Pathetic. She was still a nerd but had friends now. Yep.

Viola felt embarrassed. “No problem.” Viola smiled, awkwardly. She looked at him suspiciously. Was he being sarcastic as well? “What’s with all the niceness?” Woah. She was SO relieved that he hadn’t asked her to sing. WOOT! Thank Goodness. Ah, she was so scared for a minute there. Viola slowed down a bit. She was running way too fast and she’d probably get tired soon. Ugh. She should have got a bottle of water with her. She was thirsty. “That would be great.” No big finish the next time. Awesome.

“Okayy. Well, I don’t know any pirate dude.” Who was he talking about? She hadn’t watched any movie with a pirate in it. “What’s the name of the movie?” She could probably watch it during the holidays. Before she could say anything, he pulled her sweaty and disgusting self into a hug. “Well, I’m glad to have made you happy..” Something was terrible wrong with him. Anyway, she was kinda glad that he didn’t seem too annoyed with her. LOL. “Is someone jealous?” Viola, will you just put a lid on it!? What kind of a silly question was that? Of course, he wasn’t jealous.

Cute? Yuck! And, did he just pinch her cheeks!?! She wasn't sure whether to be annoyed because someone just pulled her cheeks or to be happy that he was less self-obsessed...for a change. AT least, that got him to agree. “Really. No offence. What’s got into you? You’re being really nice..? Do you want to get your head checked or something?"

AH! “Now, let’s see. Karate, Singing, Dancing, Front Rolls, Talking to a mirror about your goals, Running 5 miles, Touch your toes, Stretch daily, Swimming and Meditation.” Viola ranted off the list. Yep. She remembered. Uhh, she was pretty sure she wasn’t going to do any Karate, meditation and front rolls. Why would anyone want to do Karate? Jeez.

Samira gave a small smile. "Yup, that's me." The Slytherin really hoped Emily wouldn't hug her. Apparently, it was National Hug A Slytherin Day, and being attacked by Nika was enough for her. For something to do, Samira folded her hands behind her back and rocked on her heels. She always had to be doing something with her hands, and it often became distracting, so she hid them from view.
"I don't think I've seen you around lately? How are things?"

Ah ha! At least now she knew her memory wasn't failing her.
She dropped a book in her newly repared bag, and luckily it didn't rip again.
As she put her things back into her bag she sighed slightly at the question. Honestly things hadn't been great, but she didn't really want to bore her with the full story.
"Things are... happening. Just family stuff. Other than that, fine. How are you?" she didn't look at her the whole time. She didn't want her to see how frustrated she was because of the family problems.
"Nice bag." she commented causually, finally looking up at her. "Bet that dosn't rip like my tatty one." Well it had belonged to her sister. And she never took care of her things.

Jai was really loving Hogwarts. The classes, the teachers, the students and the quidditch. It was different from Durmstrang. He found his way along a path way. It was peaceful and pretty. The green all around was calming. Every now and again he would see other students on it.

It was a nice day out and he was enjoying it.

Having developed a small case of cabin fever (Castle fever?) from being cooped up in the common room doing homework, Ivory had decided the best and only cure was to venture outside under the open sun, breathing in the brilliant fresh air. The crunch of fall leaves beneath her feet was pleasant to her ears and as she walked slowly through the natural avenue made by the trees, she couldn't help but feel content.

Maybe she wouldn't run today. Maybe she'd just walk around. A few rays of sunlight trickled through the leaves giving an environment that was secluded and cool. Perfect strolling weather.

Tucking her book under her arm, she tilted her face up. Eyes closed, lashes casting long shadows across her cheekbones, there was a soft smile on her lips as she walked through the pathway.Not stressing about new responsibilities or ridiculous drama, just enjoying the day.

Blissful in her ignorance of anything going on around her, she had no way of knowing that she was close to quite literally coming face to face with nature. That of course being a euphemism for a tree. A few hard solid tree.

Walking or rather strolling at a very slow and comfortable pace, he took note of everything and everyone especially a girl seemed to be enjoying the outdoors as much as him. She looked so content and at peace he stopped and looked at her. She had a book but she looked to have no intention of opening it or her eyes anytime soon.

Jai moved a little closer and said,"I wonder what colour your eyes are when the sun hits them and when it doesn't?" He came to stand next to her and turned his face up just as she did only with his eyes open. He looked at the leaves above and visible dust particles that gently floated by through the beams of sun that unexpected appeared between the leaves.

It was in one word, beautiful.

Presley tried again, and this time the ball soared beautifully toward William. She did a sort of mini-happy-dance in her elation. She had thrown the American Football correctly! "What next?" she asked, excited to move on. She had the throwing and catching down, and she was sure harder parts of the game were to come.

Oof.

Blinking in bewilderment, Ivory brought up a slim hand to rub her head. Seriously, she'd bumped into a stupid tree. Gah, that's what she got for not paying attentions. Kneeling down to pick up her book, she snapped up abruptly at the sound of a male voice.

Huh? Her eyes?

For a second she panicked, wondering if maybe she didn't have her control in check and perhaps her eyes were some odd swirling color, before his words sunk in. Oh. He was wondering about the color. Ah.

Dark eyes wide open now as she took in the person next to her as he seemingly observed the surrounding nature, Ivory blinked almost owlishly before turning around for a second. Maybe he was talking to someone else.

No one to her right...or her left.Hmmm. Looking at him skeptically for a split second, her lips parted. "...just a boring ol' dark brown?" she answered questioningly. Wait, had that been a question right? Or was he just wondering aloud? Oh, well. She'd answered anyway.

" You are doing a great job" William told Presley. " Let's throw the ball a couple of more times to get your football throwing down" William said to Presley." I am going to show you how to tackle next, but very easily so neiher of us geets hurt." Willaim explained to Presley.

Jai smiled as he turned his own brown eyes on the girl. She was a little discombobulated by him breaking the steady quiet around her. He had to stifle a snicker as she tried to blink the light out of her eyes. Something he found rather endearing.

He pushed the sleeves of his shirt up his elbows as they were getting uncomfortable before running his hand through his black hair.He looked into her eyes and considering what she said or asked and replied,"Interesting response. I think they go perfectly with your hair. They're nice I'd say." he remarked,"I hope I didn't scare you. I'm Jai."

Jai was careful to keep his voice low and kind as well as keep his eyes on her face. His stance was relaxed so as to not frighten her anymore than he probably already have.

He looked at her more carefully and said,"You seem to like being outside."

Seeing the guy's smile, Ivory's own lips quirked up in a grin which was quickly followed by a small blush at his words. Well now. That sounded like a compliment. Bringing up a hand self-consciously to her hair, she shrugged her slim shoulders with a shy smile. "Thanks."

A little shake of her head at his remark had her hair fanning over her shoulders. "Oh no scare, just a surprise is all." Over the initial shyness of the introduction now, the Ravenclaw prefect gave him a lopsided smile and extended a slender hand in greeting."Good to meet you Jai, I'm Ivory."

Blinking under his careful scrutiny, something she seemed to be doing a lot lately, she tucked a strand of hair behind one ear. "Yeah," Her shoulders rose as she took in a deep breath of the fresh air. "The grounds are great. I like to come outside whenever I get a chance." She admitted with grin. " What about you?" Her eyes moved off his for a second to look around them. "Spontaneous wandering and exploring or regular habit?"

Smiling again he looked around and responded saying,"Well it's kind of both. I'm just exploring and I think I'm gonna make it a habit. I think I'll study out here too. Think better when I'm outside." As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Ivory.

"So, other than walking and being one with nature,what else do you like?" he asked.

He made to continue walking before asking her,"Do you mind if I continue walking with you?", flashing her a friendly, warm smile. Jai was taught by his mother and father toalways be a gentleman. 'Always ask a lady.' they would say.