Although Dash had designed his office so that it included everything that he wanted in it. That did not mean that he was going to hide away in the room and never come out. In fact he quite enjoyed the outdoors, especially now since winter was his favourite season.

Turning into the corridor to go outside, Dash's eyes fell on his coworker who was heading in the same direction as him. "Hey! Josephina!" He called out loudly, picking up his pace.

The last thing Josephina had expected was to see or hear any familiar sounds out here, unless you counted birds chirping. So when she heard her name, the brunette was, needless to say, surprised.

Turning on the spot, she smiled at the sight of the new History Professor. "Dash! How are you?" She asked, heading to meet him. "What brings you out here?" Because clearly professors didn't ordinarily spend time outside in December; especially not ones who taught in the castle.

The Hufflepuff Head had come to a halt, allowing Dash to quickly catch up. Which was awesome, because he wasn't in the mood for running. "I'm just fine and you?" He offered her a small smile.

"Well obviously I'm here because I've been following you around the castle." His tone was dry. He was outside because he wanted to be outside, did he actually need an explanation for that?

Did he want to chat with her something? The way the History Professor sped up to meet her, Fina had that small inkling he did. "Great, actually! My house decided they could still be awesome at playing Quidditch, even with a player disadvantage." What more was there to say about that? Of course they still had to work hard to get to the championships, but they were one step closer and they did play ... rabidly.

"Oh really? And has my path led you to anyplace of interest?" Besides finally deciding to talk to me.

Everett blinked a few times before he raised a brow and a small smirk broke out on his lips. "What does that matter? Slytherin will win the cup anyways." He really couldn't help it. He had house pride even if he hadn't been a Slytherin student for years.

"Not really. You are kind of a plain person. Pretty boring really. Had to stop following you for a bit when you went to the loo because that would just be really weird." He gave a small shrug before rolling his eyes. Was that good for you Josephina?

Carter frowned looking between the two of him. So what if he was on potion? The potion couldn't have put thoughts in his head that weren't already there. And Carter didn't like those kinds of thoughts being in the head of one of his players. He didn't like it one bit.

He looked at Caroline again. "I don't think it's such a good idea. If you hit your head hard enough to black out you really should get checked out." And it would make Carter feel a bit better to know that no permanent damage had been done.

Of course Carter was the one who just had to protest her decision to not go to the Hospital Wing, With loud sigh "I'm fine, Carter. If I think I need to go later on I'll go alone." Which she really didn't plan on going at all. Even if she thought she needed too.

Seriously all she had was a massive headache probably from dealing with these two boys. Or it could have just been a side effect of the potion but either way her head was killing her. But she still wasn't going..... But it wouldn't hurt to go just in case.

But she didn't want to go. All she needed was to go lay down "I just need to go and take a nap." Nope the wasn't going to help her case any that was the worse thing she could have said or done. With her luck she would have to go now. For sure.

Now it was Josephina's turn to double-back. Sure, Slytherin might have had the advantage in that they had won more recently and more often, but she knew her house held some fair flyers in it. "It matters because they worked hard. And we'll just see about that one, won't we?" She said, sticking her tongue out. Even if she wasn't a fan of Quidditch during her own student days, she had to support her house.

She frowned. A plain person? "I'm not plain!" She exclaimed automatically; but what? The loo? "And i didn't stop at the loo... and ... oh. You're.... horrible." He was. A horrible, evil, liar, taking advantage of a gullible person like she was.

Glancing out at the white grounds for a moment, she glanced back at him. "So you enjoying your first term teaching? The kids treating you alright?"

Minerva walked out to the corridor she found a place to sit and sat down. She took a deep breath. Why was this so hard for her. The lake catastrophe was still in her head when she took the little box out. She tapped the box with her wand and it opened showing the evil little walnut. Minerva pointed her wand " Arithmos Revelio" again fussy glowing things that might be numbers appeared. "Ahhh" Minerva said aloud with a little stomp to of her foot. Hmm Minerva thought Professor Hadley said something about bypassing the curse, but wonder how you would do that Minerva thought. Then she remembered seeing another student place the walnut in the fire. Minerva wondered if extreme temperature changes worked. Then she wondered if maybe cold would work as she was thinking she noticed others where in the corridor as well. "Oh Hello Professor Hadley and Professor Scabior."

"They worked hard? So are you saying that the Slytherin team did not?" He raised a brow. Really, Dash was just making a big deal of this because he could. Quidditch was not his thing, and he realized that all the students worked hard. He just found it amusing.

Dash chuckled, leaving the plain thing where it was. She could be plain at times."I've been told that a lot. I have no clue why though." He smirked before following her eyes toward the grounds. "It's horrible did you know that when you assign homework you actually have to mark it?" His blue eyes widened in fake shock.

Speaking of kids! There was one now. "Hello Miss Wheatborn." Dash said with a very small smile. "How are you today?"

"Oh I'm well. I am hoping I didn't interrupt anything." Since she was working on her arithmancy homework and it wasn't going so well Minerva decided failing in front of the professor wasn't a good idea. As she walked into the corridor she said her good byes. "Good day professors."

Even though she was only pretending to be hurt, really, that Hufflepuff had not nudged her that hard. And it wasn't like she was the one being scraped against the stands, Destiny continued to limp her way towards the castle. Her left hand was still gripping at her right shoulder while trying to carry her broom and bat. If it weren't for the stupid fake limp, she probably would have been inside by now!

Washed and dried, warmed up and sitting in the Great Hall eating. That was all she wanted to do.

But, pretending to limp came with a price, and finally reaching the corridor, a place where she didn't think Lafay would see her at, she leaned her broom and bat up against a clear part of the wall to take care of her problem. Her foot had fallen asleep! And it was that very annoying prickly feeling and..why was she limping again?

Her shoulder was supposed to hurt!

Scoffing and mentally slapping herself, Destiny began hopping up and down on her foot, shaking the one that was sleeping, trying to wake it up.

"Stupid." *shake shake* "Foot!"

She stared. What was he trying to insinuate anyway? Why did it matter? It was JUST a sport, even though she knew some of her students took it quite seriously. "No, not at all," she said defensively. "But I'm just saying that whichever house wins, it's because they deserved it." And she just hoped it would be her badgers.

Well at least him being horrible wasn't news to him. "Yes, that's generally a common procedure.... actually marking the assigned homeworks. Students do tend to appreciate that." Fina remarked in amusement. Miss Wheatborn? When did she show up?

Oh. There she was. But why was she going so soon?

"Hello... and goodbye then." She said, smiling at her little puff. Sweet young first year that girl was.... a hardworker and very friendly too.

It's been awhile since Jonathan passed the corridors. He usually took shortcuts and if ever he did pass the place, he was usually in a hurry. A lot of classes plus homework and now, OWLs. He had to balance everything and not to mention his love for sleep. Jonathan loved to sleep a lot, nowadays he usually doesn't take naps like he did last term. That's a good start.

Jonathan walked around the corridors and just tried to enjoy the view. The last time he came here and actually took effort to sit down was at the beginning of the school year, then now. Whoah! Time flies too fast. He then looked up and stared at the sky. There wasn't really anything to see, it's just that spring has already arrived. Which was nice. He nearly thought that winter would never leave London behind.

Presley loved the snow, really she did, but in February, it was getting a bit old. She was ready for warmth and sunshine. Even if that did mean she'd soon have to take exams, go home, and face reality. She figured, though, that as long as the snow was here, she might as well do her best to enjoy it. She took her school bag, and her coat, and walked along the corridor, on her way to the courtyard. She had a letter to finish. What better place to do that then in the courtyard? Fresh air bred ideas. And she had no idea what to write in this letter. How could she tell her brother what she'd learned? Regardless, she trudged out there anyway.

Some how she found herself wandering the castle and eventually she ended up here.... Cassie slide down and pulled her legs up to her chest. Of course the common room was a lot warmer but it also had coiples snuggling up and giving each other kissy faces and she couldn't deal with that right now.

The library was the same and she most certainly couldn't go hang out in the yearbook office...or maybe she should. Pining over him would be easier with alll the constant reminders no?

Sigh.

She closed her eyes and allowed herself to swim in memories of the year before, when she had him to spend Valentines day with. Now she understood how the single persons must have felt.

Marilyn was more than likely having a better day than she was.

Somewhere along her slow wander toward the courtyard, Presley ran into a seventh-year hufflepuff that she'd never spoken to, but had seen around. Wasn't her name Kallie or something? No, Cassie! She looked a little upset, and remembering her promise to herself, Presley paused.

She knew what it had to be, it was obvious everywhere around the castle. "Enjoying Singles Awareness Day as well?" Everyone who was anyone seemed to have someone to snog, and give presents too.

Presley was altogether of the opinion that she herself was too young to be dating anybody, but she imagined it must be more difficult for the older students who didn't have somebody.

Cassie looked up and smiled when the questions was thrown to her. It didn't do well for her to look this pathetic out in public with the younger kids walking around. Shame on her. She pat the ground next to her for the younger girl to come take a seat.

She wasn't a HufflePuff, but Cassie didn't mind, she was young which meant she was adorable, nuff said. Plus she loved kids.

She chuckled before answering." Enjoying would not be the word that came to mind, but I suppose it's not so bad. How has your day been going?" Hopefully better than hers. Though she didn't suppose the young girl had anyone she was pining away over.

The older girl motioned for Pres to sit, so she did, but cautiously. She didn't really know this girl at all. She didn't seem mean though. She seemed, upset, and willing to be kind. So Presley took a chance, and sat. Her day? This girl wasn't even in the same house as her. Why did she care about Presley's day?

Presley shrugged. "I suppose it's been going fine. I have to write my brother, and I don't know what to say, but other than that, I've been doing well." She didn't mind, but she was a bit baffled about this random act of kindness. People didn't just do that. They weren't just nice to twelve year old wandering around in the cold. Well, sometimes they would exchange social courtesies, but most wouldn't invite them to sit next to them.

Presley realized that this girl probably had no idea who Pres was, because she hadn't introduced herself. Unless she stalked the influential social circles of the wizarding world, she had no idea who Presley was, and had invited her to sit anyway. "I'm Presley by the way," she said simply. She deliberately didn't add her last name, and she wasn't sure why. She just knew that she didn't want the seventh year to think of her as "Presley Black" She just wanted to be Presley.

Cassie noticed how cautiously the younger girl came to sit by her. Well she supposed it was only natural since it wasn't like she new her. She must know of her though right? She had made it her duty to take care of the little ones as best as possible even though she wasn't exactly a prefect.

"I don't bite I promise."

She listened as the younger girl spoke informing her of her day and plans."Suppose? I'm taking it you don't like Valentines Day much?" Well little kids didn't really understand it, did they? "Well you don't have to write more than that. I'm sure he'll be happy just knowing you're fine. You can always just send a picture with the owl, if you lack words."

She smiled at her and and nodded. Presley was a pretty name. She hadn't ever met a Presley before."Well it's a pleasure to meet you Presley, I'm Cassie and I'm a fashion addict." She grinned at the girl but was unsure whether or not she would get it. She was young after all.

Presley laughed when the girl mentioned not biting, and sat down more comfortably. She shouldn't be shy, she was a Black for Merlin's sake! Her father would have been upset if he'd seen that!

Presley shrugged. "It's not neccesarily that I don't like it. I mean, lots of people share their chocolate, and I'm never one to turn that away. It's just that, well, everyone is snogging!" She wrinkled her nose slightly at the word. She could never understand why anybody would want someone else's tongue in their own mouth. That was the grossest thing to Presley, next to feet really.

Send Leo a picture? She hadn't really thought about that. A picture was worth a thousand words, right? Maybe she should just compile all of them from the past week, and send them. "I might do that, thank you for the idea!"

"It's a pleasure to meet you too, Cassie." Fashion addict. The two of them should start a club. After all, Presley was wearing high heels...in the snow. "Me too," Presley said, gesturing to her outfit. She wasn't very good at fashion, but she loved it. She wasn't one of those people that could throw something together and look fabulous. Pres spent an hour each night choosing her outfit for the next morning. But Cassie, she could probably just thrown on sweats and look like she'd spent that hour. Presley was jealous.

Kurumi had been in a panic all morning when she found out just what Adam had done. She hadn't waited around long enough to find out the details, but the very fact that he had confronted Jonathan on any front was enough for her to worry. Her head had already been spinning since talking with Heather in the treehouse and she had learned, well, something that was a little unsettling. The past two months had been some of the happiest ones she had spent at Hogwarts in a long time. She was completely crazy about Jonathan, her and Selina had been able to just be teenagers for once and not worry about their abilities, classes were going well, the prefect event was everything she had hoped...everything seemed, well, perfect.

But bloody Adam Burn had to go and open his mouth.

Kurumi couldn't even feel the hints of spring showing up around the classroom, although her clothing reflected that she did at least a little, for her entire body currently felt like it was winter.

Turning the corner, Kurumi saw Jonathan leaning against a wall and looking up at the sky. Her heart raced and before she even had time to register what she was doing, she had run up to him and thrown her arms around him from behind.

Jonathan was enjoying the view right. The sky was blue and not dark and gloomy. Although, he still didn't like Spring that much. but seeing some sun or awhile just made him really warm. He was about to head to the Great Hall when suddenly he was hugged by someone from the back.

He thought, Slytherin day was over. Who could this be this time. He turned his back to see Kurumi was the one hugging. Oh, okay. Jonathan smiled and hugged her back as well. "What brings you here?" he asked as he brushed her hair with his fingers. Jonathan almost forgot she cut her hair and permed it. At least it was still long. Jonathan could never imagine her with short hair.

Kurumi was relieved when Jonathan hugged her back and even blushed a bit when he brushed her hair softly with his fingers. She really wasn't sure what sort of reaction to expect from him after, well, after whatever had happened, but she was relieved to see that he was acting the same.

"Actually...I've been looking all over for you," she said with a nervous smile as she placed her hand on top of his and brought it down from her face, holding it by her side. She looked up at him - Merlin why did he have to be so tall? "I...um..I think we need to talk..." About a lot of things really. Maybe they should sit down.

She slowly pulled on his hand to lead him to a fallen pillar and attempted to hoist herself up it, but she was a little too short to pull herself up. Now she just looked silly...but maybe he would find it adorable?

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Jonathan stared. We need to talk? About what exactly? Jonathan's heart beat fast. He was nervous after hearing those lines. It happened before and it wasn't good. "Okay... talk about what?" he said casually. He didn't want to just literally freak out right now. His brain is doing all the freaking out for him. It was giving him a lot of suspense. He doesn't even know whether to sit down or stand up.

Or this could be about the other day, when Adam had a talk with him right? How did she find out about that one. Was someone looking when that happened? Well, it was an open field after all. Anyone could really have seen it.

Okay... Calm down. It could be nothing too. It could just mean like, she just wanted to talk and that's it. Jonathan sat next to her and again brushed his bangs onto the side.