Cassia smiled at Ronnie, "Yeah, I'm sure you got to see a lot of cool stuff," She said, "So tell me about what you saw in your site seeing trip!" She said beaming. She was so curious to know about France.

Walking through the pathways, She was really enjoying her time with her new friend. It was nice meeting new people and Ronnie was a nice girl who was not bothered by Cassia's curiosity.

Hmm....what did she see on her site seeing trip?

A few things.

Ronnie smiled, happy to share. She never realized how badly she wanted to talk about her trip than right now. Come to think of it, this was the first person she actually told all about her trip. That seemed crazy!

"Well," she began, continuing to walk with Cassia, "We first went to the Musee du Louvre!" she said. "It's one of the most visited museums in the world, and the main entrance was just...beautiful!" she said with a dreamy sort of sigh. "And so was the inside. It was real cool. Then we also went to Eiffel Tower of course." she chuckled. "I really wanted to climb to the top, but my parents kept saying no." she said, laughing. Ronnie could be silly sometimes.

"Next, we went to The Cathedral of Notre-Dame de Rheims!" she said, grinning as she remembered the full name. "That place was just amazing. I loved it." she said. "Kinda made me think of Hogwarts." she added thoughtfully. "After, we went to the Arenes de Nimes. It's this real cool Roman amphitheater. I loved it." she said. "And lastly, we went to the Arc de Triomphe. It's this HUUUGE arch with fancy designs on it." she finished with a smile.

Cassia's eyes widened hearing all the description. She so wished she could go to Francs and visit all those sights someday. Maybe she could have her parents taking her next holiday, "That's cool!!" She said meaning it!

As the two girls continued to talk side by side ,Cassia wanted to change the subject she didn't want to keep reminding Ronnie of what had happened earlier in her life, "So Rnnie, What are your favorite subjects?" She asked, "And what are your least favorite?" She giggled.

Ronnie nodded with a smile. "Yeah, I really enjoyed it." she said with a smile. She liked how Cassia liked listening to her talk, it made Ronnie feel good.

Ronnie smiled, sorta glad to change the subject. It was like Cassia could read her mind!

Could she...?

That'd be creepy if she could. But she probably couldn't.

ANYWAYSSSSSSSSS.....

"I really like Defense Against the Dark Arts and Potions. My least...hmm...probably Divination." she said thoughtfully. "What about you?"

Wow, Ronnie liked Defense against the dark arts like her! That's nice. Cassia felt like she and Ronnie has many things in common. "I like Defense against the dark arts too" She beamed, "I also like Charms, And potions is good as well." She agreed.

However, her least favorite were, "I don't enjoy Ancient Runes and Herbology," She told Ronnie, "I tried to be interested but I never succeed!" She shrugged, "Although we have good Professors, some are very strict but I guess they should be." She added. "By the way Ronnie, Do you play Quidditch?" She asked curiously. The first year really likes this sport and likes to know about people who play it.

Kennedy titled his head to the side. Why was she pouting? Had he said something wrong? He scanned his brain and re-winded what he said. The banshee part he had thought it, so it couldn't be that. Plus, the girl didn't resemble a banshee one bit. He relaxed when she smiled, though. Usually, pouting led to being sad or even crying and Kennedy was bad with both of those. Crying being the worst. He was rubbish at consoling people.

"Nah," he said, shrugging his shoulder. "I would've freaked out too if there was someone running at me." That was partially true. He would have most likely gotten out of the way or produced the shield charm, hehe. Kennedy felt sorry for whomever ran into him.

Kennedy took her hand, but didn't really use it for support because then he might pull her down with him. When he was on both feet he dusted himself and rubbed his back. "One hundred percent sure," he grinned. Oh. Wait. Aw, no. His back was bound to have a bruise. "Nothing a quick run can't fix," he added. Yeah, like running was going to heal him. After he fully dusted himself, Kennedy looked back at the girl. "I'm Kennedy," he said, extending his hand to her. "Kennedy Escalante." Sound familiar? It should.

Wisteria wished it were Fall, the pathways were much prettier then. She took out her camera that was long over due. Managing the bag, then lens, and film, she almost nearly tripped over one of the stones guiding the path. Looking through the camera she spots a sunset carnation "SNAP" one down, many to go. Shifting her camera over she spots a fairy. She removed the lens from her eye and looked down. Nothing was there. She put the lens over her face and the fairy just stands there smiling. How odd, she thought. Don't these things run away when they see you...oh right muggles... she's not one of them. The majestic creature fluttered around. Witsy whispered if it was okay if she took her picture. She wasn't sure if normal speech was too loud. Darn steryotypes. She clicked away and she was gone. Witsy hoped something came onto the film. This was definitely on the top of things to do list.

After that most interesting moment, she continued down spotting her next subject. She felt sad, lonely. She spent many a times coming this way with William. She missed William a lot. Witsy was enveloped in the memories of her past she forgot about her camera. She missed William and there was no getting him back.

Tag needed some fresh air from everything. From all this stuff Anya was talking about some date and this and that but Tag just needed to be by himself even for an hour, just a breather. Thankfully he found that his feet misguided him outside, perfect, actual fresh air out in the open.

Did it look sad that he was walking around here all on his own? He looked around himself this way and that way and didn't spot too many people. Good, no worries.

What a nice weather. And he won't waste it by sitting on his common room all day. No he definitely won't do that. With that, Messer made his way to the pathways.

The last time he went here, he had someone to talk to. Its kinda weird walking around the ground by himself. Not that he didn't like it tho. The Hufflepuff just shrugged it off.

He was walking walking walking and walking till he saw a boy who look like his age or maybe younger walking alone too. Maybe they could be walking friend! "Hello." he greeted the boy.

Tag was merely strolling along the pathway until he heard someone addressing him. Well, not exactly addressing him, but saying hi to him which was kind of the same thing. He turned to see the young man, about his age and replied with a just as peppy "Hello," in return."Enjoying the day around here?" Internally, Tag was mentally slapping his forehead. Who asks a question like that?

Wisteria quit thinking about William and got back to why she was here in the first place. Peace and quiet. Which meant my brain would be on overload and therefore, thinking of William. What was her issue? He left her a year ago it was... "Ooooooo a jobberknoll, how wonderful" she mumbled She set her camera on silent and snapped a few pictures. He didn't move. Great. She watched as he plucked some feathers. She crept a little forward to get a better view and... darn. He caught site of her and and flew to higher ground. Wisteria straightened her posture, bummed. She capped her lens and from the corner of her eye she spotted something blue. Feathers. This would be great to stash away. She could use these for a truth serum potion. Although, it's forbidden to use it without special permission, so she decided it best be kept to herself.

She continued down the path trying to manage the feathers in her camera bag. Suddenly something hard surprised her, EEEEK! and she fell back feathers fallen around her. She spotted the young boy, "oh my, I'm so sorry...uh...



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Maybe he should say something after Hello. He was about to open his mouth to say something but the boy already beat him to it.

"Erm. Yes. Yes, I am." he answered his question. "Its total waste of time if you just stay indoor in this beautiful weather." he added. "And yourself?" Was he enjoying the weather too or he's just passing by the pathways to go somewhere?

"I'm Messer by the way." he introduced himself

"Yeah exactly. I mean we live in a castle for half the year and you're gonna spend your time here stuck in the common room-what a waste." Whoever did lock themself in the common room when they had the coolest backyard in the world, was just losing out on a great opportunity "Enjoying it to the fullest I am." Tag replied with a toothy smile.

"Messer, that's an interesting name. See, my people get my name mixed up with a game. Mine's Tag." He said back. "So, how does one acquire the name Messer?"

This guy was actually nice. Ness wondered what house he was in though. He just couldn't be a Slytherin..they were usually much more mean than this. Must of been from the other three houses, he had to be. It only made sense to her.

He would freak out too? Maybe he would, but he most deffinitely wouldn't scream like she had. If he did happen to scream like that, well that would just be weird considering that he was a boy after all. "Well..it was sort of a shocking surprise." she said with a small giggle. She obviously hadn't expected to start of her day like this.

Good..this guy could actually stand. This was big, because if he had injured himself badly he wouldn't have been able to get up. So this meant that if he was lying and he was actually hurt then at least he wasn't hurt too badly. The next few words that came our of he's mouth were just a little bit odd.

'Nothing a quick run can't fix?'

What exactly did he mean by that? Renesmee was just a bit confused. "Running won't exactly fix an injury." She raised her brow at him. Unless he was joking and maybe she was just too silly to see that.

That name. It was so familiar. She was convinced she had heard it before. "Kennedy Escalante? ..Hmm.." she mused to herself. "I'm Renesmee Dixon, but most people call me Ness or Nessie." .He could call her anything really, just as long as it wasn't something silly like Squidward or Peach. A few moments later she remembered where she knew the name from, but it just couldn't be. He was too nice. "Aren't you the Slytherin Prefect?" she asked, shocked that he was a snake after all.

Ronnie walked down the pathways, happy to be taking another one of her walks. They were real nice, to be able to walk and clear her mind of homework and such. She loved it, and also, she had brought along her kitten Oliver and some jellybeans. So now it was more awesome! Yippeee!

Ronnie walked, Oliver trotting beside her. She popped some jellybeans in her mouth and stopped, walking off to the side of the path to lean back against a tree and rest a bit. She looked around for a familiar face, it'd be nice to have someone join her and Oliver. And to share her jellybeans would be fantastic...

Ella was skipping down the path, wanting to get as far away from the castle as possible. It was nearing the end of term and all the homework and studying for finals was doing her head in. Plus she was quite sad that she'd have to return home soon. She wasn't ready to go yet! The term had gone by WAY too fast! It made her head spin a bit.

As she made her way down the pathways, the second year spotted a lone figure leaning against a tree...Wait! She knew that person! GRIN. And hey! They were eating something super delicious too! DOUBLE GRIN. "Medus-I mean Ronnie!" She said, flailing a bit as she hurried over to her friend. "How are you?" Because Ella hadn't seen the girl in a while...too long actually. "And Hi Oliver!" She added, bending down to stroke the cat on its adorably tiny head. BEAM.

Kennedy chuckled. "Yeah, I didn't mean to come at you like that. I was just distracted," he said, rubbing the back of his neck. Yeah, he's been distracted a LOT lately, hehe. At least, he had the decency to look up at the last second. Oops.

The Prefect ruffled his hair to rid it of any leaves or dust it might of had collected when he was on the ground. He then looked up with an amused grin on his lips. "I know that...it's just an expression." That's what his best friend told him every time he injured himself during training. It was stupid, but meh, his friend was a Gryffindor. Though, Kennedy was smart enough to keep bruise paste in his trunk just in case.

O____O

Did...did she not know who he was? He was like...everywhere. When she introduced herself he half grinned. It's no fun having a badge if people don't know who you are. "Nice to meet you..." Hmm. What should he call her? Renesmee, Ness or Nessie? So much variety. "...Nessie." That had a nice to click to it.

Fiiiiiiiinally!

Kennedy's lips stretched into his trademark proud smirk when Nessie seemed to remember who he was. Though, he didn't know why she looked so surprised. "The one and only."

Of course he hadn't meant to do what he had. He was too kind to be the kind, to scare girls like that. "Everyone gets distracted sometimes." she said with a small grin, that then turned back into her famous pout. "I..I think I get distracted too much though..and especially in class." The last part was a whisper as it wasn't something she was really proud of.

Way to make yourself look silly. Renesmee grinned back at the prefect and pretended that she totally knew it was an expression. Pshtt.. obviously he hadn't meant it literally. "Right." she just nodded at him, trying to make herself look a little smarter than before.

Goodie! This one wasn't like some of the other Slytherins she had met, he actually called her by a normal nickname. "Nice to meet you too, Kennedy." She had to admit, he had a rather nice name himself.

Now, Kennedy began smirking. Why was he doing that? …At he’s next set of words, Ness just started at him for a few moments. 'The one and only' …Right, totally normal. "You..seem to nice though." The words sort of blurted out of her mouth uncontrollably.

"Yes! My sentiment exactly." Especially when your common room is in the kitchen corridor not like those who's lucky enough having a tower for their common room.

"Thanks. And so does your name." he told the boy "You've a very cool name." Tag. Seriously that's very cool name. Unusual but cool nonetheless. How does one acquire the name Messer? "When one borned in my family, one acquire the name Messer."

Kennedy tilted his head to the side when Nessie mentioned getting distracted a lot. "You do? It's probably because you have something on your mind." Or someone...like he did. Especially, when he was sitting right next to her during class. Hehe.

He resisted the urge to chuckle. Nessie was a great actress, acting as if she knew what he said was an expression. Normally, he'd call the person out as a joke, but she pouted...quite a bit. So, he refrained from doing so, and nodded along with her.

There goes the staring again. He then grinned, raising an amused eyebrow. "Well, thank you," he said. "Why would I be mean? You've given me no reason to." Unless she wanted him to be? Kennedy wasn't the Slytherin his house mates were stereotyped as. He was his own person.

Tag nodded in agreement with Mr. Messer.

"Thanks. I like my name. Just-sometimes playing 'tag you're it' can get very traumatic at times." At that moment Tag looked down for a split second, covered his face with his hands and began to fake sob. Its just so diffifcult and scary playing that game. I never know if I'm 'it' or if..if..you know they're just saying my name.Soo..so difficult, I can't play that game in peace." Right when Tag felt he was gripping Messer's attention, the audience at the edge of their seat waiting for the climax of the movie Tag unburied his face and said in a loud, happy, surprise tone, I'm kidding!

"Oh, so Messer's your last name? Or are you like Messer the Fifth?Are you a king? People usually that start going the second, the third, fourth, fifth have some high level of power. Are you a King, Prince?" The boy was naturally curious.

Ronnie grinned as she spotted Ella. Or Deathbird. Hmm...she wasn't sure if she should call Ella Deathbird 'round here. People might get...suspicious...or worse, a certain bad guy could be hiding around, ready to catch them!

"Hiya, Ella!" she said, hugging her friend. "I'm fantastic! What about you?" she asked, bouncing on her heels a little out of excitement. She watched as Oliver purred when Ella pet him and then he licked her hand. Ronnie giggled. "He sure likes you!" she exclaimed with a smile.

Ronnie popped some more jellybeans into her mouth and held the bag out towards Ella. "Want some?" she asked.

Ella smiled. "I'm pretty good." BEAM. "What brings you out here? Just getting some fresh air?" Ella had been doing that a lot lately, stepping out to get some air. The weather did wonders to help her clear her head. And D'aww. Oliver was too cute for words. The second year giggled as he began to lick her hand. She smiled up at Ronnie and nodded. "I guess he does! And I like him too!" No denying that.

The small blonde watched her friend, eyes wide, as she ate some more jelly beans. She wanted some too but didn't want to as-O__O "YES PLEASE!" That didn't sound too eager did it? And Ella held out her hands in anticipation. The girl just LOVED jelly beans! "How are things, I mean classes and friends and everything? I haven't seen you around much." And cue a pouting Ella Bishop because she had seriously missed her friend.

Ronnie nodded. "Yeah, just enjoying a walk with Mr. Oliver down here." she said giggling and looking down at Oliver, who stared up at her with his bright green eyes, cocking his head slightly. Ronnie chuckled and looked at Ella. "What about you?" she asked.

Ronnie smiled, happy to know Ella liked Oliver too. 'Cause if Ella DIDN'T like Oliver, that would be sad. Very, very, very sad. Oliver was a pretty awesome cat. There was like no way you could not just love him.

Ronnie poured some jellybeans into Ella's hand, accidentally giving her too much causing some to fall onto the ground. Ronnie laughed and scooped those up quickly. "Five second rule!" she said, popping them into her mouth and giggling. "Everything's been fantastic! I'm glad I got to be back this year. Ugh. Beaxbatons was soo...just...bleh. I hated it. It wasn't Hogwarts, ya know?" Ronnie said, shaking her head. "What about you?" she asked.

Eeeerr..Did he just cry? Please don't cry. He didn't know who to handle a crying person. So Messer just gave the boy a gentle pat in his shoulder. "I'm sure they didn't mean to make it scary for you." There. There. Then the boy did something that surprise him. HE'S JOKING?! He should have known! "You scared me there, mate." he told Tag. "I thought you're crying."

"Yes. Messer is my last name." he nodded his head. "Umm..I'm pretty sure my family is not from a Royal family or even have a blue blood." His blood still red if Tag wants prove. So no. he's not a Prince let alone a King. "What about you? Are you a Prince?" Prince Tag. Sound rhyme don't you think?