O.kaaaaaaaaaaay. Even her MOM didn't kiss her cheek when she had flu so this move was really touching. Louisa let a subtle smile play on her lips, and reach her eyes even, when he risked that. "Thank you." ACHU!

After blowing her nose into the tissue, removing her hand from his for her great displeasure too, Louisa sipped the rest of her lemonade and asked the normally, naturally question to follow her recitation of the two weeks of his absence, "What about yo-ACHU!-your week? How did it go? Do you have a best mate already?" Adam did. And he stole Louisa's hat but that was not the point from the question. O__O

Did Marilyn seriously think her little threat of telling Tate was going to make her stop talking? Like that was ever going to happen. "Ignore me all you want dear cousin. That's NOT gonna make me stop talking. Go ahead, sit there stuffing your face but trust me, I'm NOT backing off because I'm NOT doing anything wrong. And really, do you think your idle threat to tell Tate is gonna scare me? What's he gonna do, put me in detention for talking.? He's more likely to put you in detention for being stupid enough to drink something that wasn't meant for you." She already knew her cousin hated her, why would she want to give her a potion that would make her hate her even more? Now Carter on the other hand. He may act like he hates her but Marie had a feeling that's all it was... an act. So, what better way to find out than with a hate potion. All would be revealed after the effects wore off... right?

Really? Marilyn was going to sit there and tell Marie she wasn't a lady. This coming from the girl who just sat there and threatened said she wanted to kill Marie. The girl who didn't have what it takes to actually follow through with that threat. Yeah, that was a real lady like gesture on Marilyn's part. "Trust me cousin, you yourself are no lady. You may try to act like one but that's all it is... an act. As for me being obnoxious as you say... please, feel free to get up and move. After all, it was you who sat next to me so it can be you who leaves if you don't like the conversation at the table."

And here it comes... even more hate from Carter. Marie was beginning to wonder if her potion was even working. This conversation was sounding more and more like a conversation that would have happened without a hate potion.

"I have problems Carter? I'm NOT holding onto anything here. All I'm doing is stating the obvious... Marilyn is a pathetic excuse for a human who can't get anyone to love her... especially you. That does NOT make this in any way about you. It makes it about HER. The pathetic girl who has no one that cares about her enough to say they love her." Really, had the boy not heard a word of what had just been going on? Obviously not.

Huffleplump?

Wrong thing to say there Gryffindork. Not even hesitating one little bit Marie punched Carter. "Call him that again and I'll do worse than just punch you." She'd treat him the same way she treated Marilyn in their duel. "I'm over you more than you think. I love Matty more than you can ever imagine loving someone. As for me harassing everyone you're interested in... that again has NOTHING to do with YOU. It's called you only being interested in cousins that hate each other. Maybe you should find someone to be interested in outside of the Malfoy family."

"Yes Carter, you fail." At everything. "And why wouldn't you think that? It's not like we've been on speaking terms lately." Unless you call yelling matches speaking to one another. "Yes Carter, I'm mental. I'm crazy for ever thinking we could be friends again. Apparently that's never going to happen now is it." Well not as long as he was under the influence of that hate potion anyway.

When was that going to wear off?

Not soon enough. "You know, no one is twisting your arm to stay over here at this table. Please, feel free to go back to your own house table at any time... where you can ignore me all you want." He could take Cousin It with him too.

Yea...Marie was continuing to talk...and once again, Marilyn didn't care. Talking was all that ignorant girl was good for, anyway. She never said anything interesting or gave any extraordinary insight. She was useless...and exceedingly vulgar.

Congratulations, Marie. You've won the vulgar brute award. Acceptance speech, please...

Smirking at the silly inner thoughts, Marilyn continued to ignore her idiotic cousin. It was quite simple once she'd put it in her mind to do so...Focusing on the fruit she was eating also helped. Seriously, the strawberries should get an award...and someone needed to speak with those house elves about serving whipped toppings at breakfast. Belgium waffles could happen...and they would be EPIC.

Hmm, some chocolate sauce wouldn't hurt, either...

O.O!

"I love it here as well, its not really anything like I thougt it would be," Angelina told Elizabeth with a small laugh.

OCC: sorry it took me so long to reply back.

Elizabeth smiles, "Ya it is a lot different then i expected but it's great....it gives me an opportunity to be someone different. Be someone that no one would a Dragonheart to be."

OOC: Don't worry it's fine. I've been so busy I haven't been able to get on as much. So I didn't really notice.

"What gives you the right to talk to someone like that Marie?" Carter asked. "That's always been your problem. You have some conceited notion that you're better than everyone else." But she wasn't!

And what was that punch for? He rubbed his arm a bit. Not that he really cared. His only emotion right now was HATE.

He HATED Marie. He hated everything about that girl.

"I don't know how many times I tell you I don't care about him and how much you claim to be in love with him. He's creepy. And he follows you around. But... if you enjoy that it's obvious why things between us didn't work out."

And now he had no idea what he was thinking to even want there to be anything between them.

"That is mental Marie. Why would I want to be friends with you? You're stubborn. You critize everything." And worst of all... she was insecure.

It drove him insane!

"Why don't you just admit that you're jealous so we can be done here?"

"I can talk to her or anyone else like that if I want to. I don't you or anyone else's permission you know." What the hell was with him, other that the hate potion. Why was it he was always defending everyone else but whenever anyone did or said anything bad to her no one seemed to care. No one but Matty that is. No matter what the situation, Marie was always made out to be the bad person. The one to blame for everything. "Me conceited? Why? Because I KNOW I'm better than HER." She said glaring back over at IT. It was a proven fact that she was better at dueling than Marilyn was.

"If you don't care then why do YOU keep bringing him up? I think it is YOU that's the jealous one here Carter. You hate the fact that I have someone that actually loves me and all you can get is... recycled trash." That's right, the way it looked to her was Carter couldn't find a new girl so he was just going back through old girlfriends. Not that he seemed to want her though, since he wouldn't commit to her. "He follows me around? I think it's YOU that follows me around. You're the one that seems to show up where I am. You don't see Matty here anywhere now do you?" She was lucky if she even got to see him for five minutes some days yet Carter has the nerve to say he follows her around. "Right, you just keep telling yourself that's why we didn't work out Carter. Maybe someday you might actually convince yourself that's the truth." Merlin knows the boy was never going to admit he was wrong in any way when it came to HIM breaking up with her. Again, everything was her fault.

"Like I already said Carter. No one is stopping you from going back over to your own table. You don't hear me begging you to stay here with me do you? If you don't want to be my friend then go. Get up and walk over to your own table and leave me alone." Seriously, you didn't see her going over to his table bothering him now did you.

Wasn't this blasted twenty minutes up yet? She was sure Lafay had said the effects of the potion would wear off after only twenty minutes. Apparently her potion hadn't worked after all. Carter and Marilyn really did hate her that much. Well she knew Marilyn did, she just didn't really think Carter did too.

Well now she knew.

Marilyn seriously wanted to laugh in her stupid face...Did she realize how stupid she sounded? She was basically making the same comments every few minutes. Ugh, it was so redundant...an unoriginal.

Like her face.

Blah, blah, blah...I'm better than HER...Blah, blah, blah...I'm disgusting and vulgar...and have committed to a Hufflepuff because they're pushovers and I'll always get my way. The poor boy was probably so happy to have bagged SOMEBODY...

*eyeroll* Seriously...Her voice was like nails on a chalk board...and she oddly resembled a twerpie rodent.

*squeak, squeak, squeak*

However...thinking past everything that was being said...an underlining sense of discomfort had fallen over the blonde. This line of questioning was...strange. Something about it didn't feel right. What if there WAS still something there? What would she do if Carter chose Marie over her?

It's not that I'm insecure, is it?

*frown*

*sigh*

Not even the delicious strawberries could keep her attention anymore...

"Marie...You know what? You're right. Are you happy now?" Marilyn was willing to say anything to shut her up at this point. She didn't know what her cousin was right about, exactly...but whatever. She was TIRED of hearing this.

Lana was walking around the castle and decided to stop by the great hall to get a bite to eat. She took a seat at the Slytherin table. And grabbed some french toast and placed it on her plate.

I should write my folks. It certainly has been awhile.

Now it seemed like she was just playing her food as she was taking very small bites. She didn't seem all there. As if she was just daydreaming.

Aha, if she wasn't won before, now she was. Completely. Because not only had she looked into his eyes like before, she had also thanked him. So, it wasn't that hard to win her, after all. One only needed to try...

Busying himself with his plate while she wiped her nose, he looked at her again when she returned his question... with an addition of a best mate.

A mate. As if he didn't have enough to hide from her.

"My week has been full of studying," he said casually. It wasn't a lie. He did study a lot. Only, maybe, in company of some others from the opposite sex. Did that matter though, as long as they were doing nothing wrong? "Yes, there's this guy..." with whom he didn't have to worry about unimportant details like names, "...who is also a transfer from United States. He is decent enough." Hopefully, she wouldn't ask his name. Because not knowing it was fine by him, but she, being a girl, could think of it as weird.

Harlow clapped her hands and bounced in her seat a little, "Oh goody. We can practice in the dungeons in you want. Like that muggle game picket fences with the light sabers." she told him with a smile. She was pretty sure she wasn't saying it right, but hopefully he got the point since he was muggleborn or half and half, she couldn't remember.

She snagged a grape and popped it into her mouth, "Oh yeah I will tell him. He keeps hiding things over at our house from his brothers. They eat more than my brothers and thats saying a lot because they can eat like 5 pizzas by themselves." she explained. And that was uncalled for if you asked her. Which no one ever did, much to her irritation. "Oh yeah IPods. Yeah that sounds way better than IPop," she giggled. "Do you have one?" her eyes twinkled. She would love to get her hands on one that wouldn't smoke and catch fire. She had ruined five of them trying to get them to work at home.

Harlow nodded. "My mom wasn't old enough to have a job when her and my dad got married. They get married young in Africa is what my dad says." she told him with a shrug. Though her mother was American, but they never brought that up. "Do you speak French? Does your mom? I want to learn, but since lots of my cousins live in the Middle East we learned Arabic and Farsi." Harlow had always thought that French was so pretty and sophisticated.

Harlow smiled when he signed her parchment, she held it to her chest. "I will treasure it I promise." she told him. And she was as good as her word. "Oh I will. You can have the first copy of my first book." she promised. That way it would be more valuable than the other books.

Say what? Light sabers? How come that reminded him of Emalyn? Actually, he was certain that whatever involved a sword shouldn't involve a first year to begin with. "Sure, we can do that." She seemed okay with it, at least. Just...light sabers? He'll have to try and remember what those were.

Five pizzas each? He wondered what each of them will say about him, though, considering that Arya said he didn't eat much. But then...IPods. "I do, just not right now." Since it didn't work at Hogwarts and all.

"And she works now? What does she do?" he asked, his eyes falling on his water as she asked the next question, "I do, a bit, I'm not perfect at it." Honestly, he wasn't, but he was better than he thought. And like he'd told Ellie, he'd have no problem at all with speaking to the locals if he was ever lost in France. Or anywhere else people spoke French. "She did." No further comments.

"I want to say I could teach you...but you're better off with asking Mr. Stryker to do so." Since the man was from France and spoke far better than Treyen did. Or so Treyen considered.

A smile was on his face now, "Good. I'm okay with the first copy of the first book." Whenever that was bound to happen, he didn't know, but he truly didn't mind waiting for that to happen.

"Yes thats is what I think as well." Angelina smiled at Elizabeth then said, "What is your favorite class?"

OCC: oh lol okay me too

Kennedy walked to the Slytherin table. He was hungry...like beyond hungry if that was possible. The pudding John had given him had not filled him up at all. He sat down, dropping his books on the table. He looked around the table and frowned. Why didn't they have burritos. He missed burritos. So, since there were no burritos, Kennedy took some mashed potatoes and and piece of steak.

He did love him some steak.

Elizabeth thought about it for a second, "I would have to say that my favorite class is potions. I am really really good at it." Elizabeth smiles. She's good at the class alright...ya good at making potions that can make things blow up.

If Carter could literally stare daggers, he'd be doing so.

"Jealous? Me?" he laughed. "That whole love potion fiasco was the best thing that's ever happened to me. Otherwise I'd probably still be stuck with you. The whiny, conceited, self-centered you"

"And I happen to not be here for you." No, he was here for his badge. Which was still missing!

What was Marilyn thinking? "Don't agree with her." he snapped. It was just what Marie wanted. And he was not going to give in to her every little wish ever again.

Now what was Marie talking about? Want to be her friend? Ha! That was a laugh.

"WHY, in merlin's name..."

He began. Merlin. He was feeling a bit groggy. And he had a bit of a headache.

"would I want..."

Why did he feel like he was just waking up?

"be... friend..."

He rubbed his head. What were they talking about again?

Be friends?

His eyes widened as the conversation came flooding back to him.

"I need to STOP accepting drinks from Slytherins..." he mummbled under his breath.

Meal time after arriving at Hogwarts.

Jonathan left his coat back at the dorm but thankfully he didn't take off his scarf. He sort of underestimated the Hogwarts temperature. He thought the cold would subside but it's the January. Snow doesn't subside for another month.

Oh well...

He did say he was hungry for some soup. After taking a seat he took a bowl and spoon. SOUP it is. He doesn't have the appetite though but he just wants something hot. Maybe he should have picked hot chocolate instead. He changed his mind, he moved the soup aside and took a cup of hot chocolate. Then he started drinking it while staring blankly at the Great Hall wall.

Making his way towards the Great Hall, Daichi opened the door and stepped inside. He wrapped his robe closer around his body as he stepped closer towards the Slytherin table.

It was cold , still cold. He really wanted for the weather to warm up. Not that he disliked the Winter, he loved it but he didn't like the cold. The slytherin shivered a little bit as a cool breeze swept over the stones.

He scanned the place with his dark brown eyes and they landed upon a certain Snake he hadn't seen in a long time. He smiled to himself as he saw how Jonathan started to eat from his soup. Daichi moved to sit next to him, like LITERALLY next to him. Without saying a word, he turned his head to the side and stared fixedly as how Jonathan was eating. Without blinking which must have been pretty creepy. Hehe~

There were a lot of Slytherins. Well, it made sense; it was the Slytherin table. She would think it was weird if there weren't a lot of Slytherins there. She ran over to the table and hugged one, two, three Slytherins. She wanted to WIN this year. There were some more Slytherins, and maybe she could hug the other ones. Now that she thought about it, she had never met those Slytherins before. Humm.

OOC: She hugged CassiopiaAKTF, hjhm, slytheringirl71

Daichi had been creepily looking at Jonathan as he ate when he felt something wrap around his shoulders. WHAT THE?! The young Slytherin squealed in shock and turned his whole body around to see who it was.

Of course, he thought it was someone he knew, a friend. But he was completely dumbfounded when it was a complete stranger. A hufflepuff, looking at her badge. "Uhm...what was that for?" He asked curiously with a raised eyebrow.

Isobel was stumped by the Slytherin's question. Did she want to tell him that it was for National Hug A Slytherin Day? She didn't really know, maybe she would later. At that moment, she just shrugged. "I guess you looked like you needed a hug." She wasn't lying, everybody needed a hug at some point.

Angelina smiled and said, "I'm more into Muggle studies and Hebology. I thought Potions was going to be my best stubject ever! But it wasn't."

Elizabeth laughed "Ya Muggle studies isn't really for me. To be honest i see no use for the class. When I can I rarely show up."

Jonathan was quite bored. It was the winter season, it's no fun. You can't go out too much, it might get you sick. You can't stay indoors for this long and not sleep. That's logically impossible. Jonathan stared at the soup and then eat. He wasn't even that much hungry now. He already ate earlier.

Noticing from the corner of his eyes, he saw Daichi moving closer to him but he didn't want to spoil the child's fun. So he let him do whatever he did but then, he was really adorable and Jonathan smiled. As Daichi starred at him eating, he put his arm over his shoulder and moved so close to him "How close do you want us to get?" he teased. He missed little Daichi.

It has been rather awhile since he last saw him or even talked to him for that matter. "Happy new year." he added.

Whoah! Whoah! Whoah!

Jonathan's eyes widened when someone hugged him and Daichi. He didn't even know the girl, but he has saw her around. BUT STILL. Why was she hugging Slytherins?

0___________0. Unless.

Was it that day? Louisa did warn her about that day. Jonathan starred at the Hufflepuff when Daichi asked her something. Was it too late to move before everybody else do the same thing to ever Slytherin at Hogwarts?

Daichi continued to stare at Jonathan while giggling to himself in his mind how annoying he must be right now. But he didn't care~ The arm that wrapped around his shoulder caught him off guard though. "Wah! too close!" he squealed and pushed Jonathan's side with his free hand that wasn't been crushed down with the sudden hug.

Successfully freeing himself, Daichi pouted his lips and crossed his arms over each other. First getting a hug from a total Hufflepuff stranger and now from Jonathan? waaah scary~ He liked hugs but not that many, it wasn't manly. Le~ pout.

He blinked a couple of times when Jonathan wished him happy new year. Eh ? MERLIN'S BEARD IT HAD BEEN NEW YEAR?! "eh..right back at ya.." he said with a smile.

So...if it had been new year ...THEN WHY DIDN'T HE HAVE ANY PRESENTS. oh! he got it! Jonathan was saying it first and THEN he would give him his present~

The young Slytherin held both of his hands out and grinned stupidly.

He looked like he needed a hug? "oh...kay..." he said slowly and looked at Jonathan a bit confused. "Thanks..i guess" this was weird. Especially that she didn't just hug him BUT also the other slytherin's at the table. What was going on?!