Damon sighed but let out a small chuckle as an agreement to his statement, "Very true..." He looked at him, "I want to Max, but... As I said she's been avoiding me. The moment I see her she runs in the opposite direction almost, and when she doesn't someone else comes up and talks to me and she'll just slip away in that thin second of me turning my head." He really had no doubt that Ariana hated him again. Things would slowly go back to them fighting all the time, not so much a friendly word... and the thing that sucked is that it would almost be enough to kill him every time since all he wanted was to talk to her.

Maxwell nodded and then sighed at Damon's words about Ariana. "What if i could get her to talk to you....If i could get her to agree to at least give you a chance...would you go for it?" He asked. "Damon, I know you and i aren't like best friends or anything but i know how you feel...i've been there and i hate seeing her like she is...Maybe i just think she needs you and as her best friend i wanna give her a push in the right direction..."

Damon instantly nodded, "Of course I would. From what I've heard from Min about her choices they haven't been the best... So it's kinda nice to know she isn't just saying it to make me feel better." He gave a weak smile again, "But if she'll speak to me, I would gladly take the opportunity."

Maxwell nodded. "Yeah, she's been making stupid ones...Min's right.." He said shaking his head a little. "I'll talk to her and do what i can...but no promises..."

Damon nodded understanding, "Of course there aren't but... I appreciate you at least trying, Max... It really does mean a lot."

Maxwell nodded. "I figure if she'll listen to anyone maybe it'll be you....maybe you can help her where i can't...and yeah, no big deal. You made her happy and you knew how to treat her." He said with a shrug.

"Well, there I can't promise anything either... I can't be positive talking to me will make her realize anything." Damon sighed, wishing he could say differently.

Maxwell nodded. "I know...believe me i understand. Just do your best...like i said i'll get her to meet with you." He said hoping that he actually could.

Damon nodded and sighed, "I'll try my best..." He wanted to talk to Ari again, but he was slightly nervous at the idea of seeing her again.

Maxwell nodded. "Right...well, I'm gonna try and talk to her...I'll let you know what happens okay?" He said getting ready to go, he was going to meet Elliot for lunch. "See ya, Damon!"

Damon gave a small nod, "See ya, Max..." He sighed and turned the other way walking back towards the kitchen and the common room.

Gideon had made a note of the DADA homework and had planned on doing it as soon as he could but with sickness and the injuries of the latest quidditch match he had been delayed. Still, when Vivi had come to him asking if he was interested in working with her on it, the idea was a welcome one he accepted. At the time they had agreed up, the prefect made his way down from the dorms to the third floor and then in the direction of the armor gallery. It was one of the places he knew well as he and Selina had wound up meeting her at times mostly on accident.

Reaching said meeting place, he looked around to see if his companion was there. Gideon didn't notice her at first and was ready to think he had arrived first until he caught a shadow beside one of the suits of armour that seemed out of place. "Vivi....?" he questioned approaching it. You know...just in case it was a second year hiding and ready to pounce on an unsuspecting victim. However the shadow he saw was in the opposite direction of her true position.

"Mary?" Vivi slid out of her cubby, launching herself in Gideon's direction. He saw her, right? He'd just said her name and all that... only his back was to her and she was moving way too fast to stop from plowing right into him.

"Sorry about that, Gert. I'm a high velocity eagle today."

He heard his gosh-awful nickname second only to Gertie but it was coming from the wrong direction. Gideon turned around only to be met by an almost flying Ravenclaw, his hands reaching out to both catch her and stop the momentum from sending them both to the floor.

"Nae...its alright Branxton," he assured her as he let her go. "Just be nice to the bruised Lion." The last he added in half jest since he was recovered from his injuries, both game and Selina-afflicted for breaking his promise.

"Oh, yes! How are you healing up after the game? You look alright... on your feet and not limping noticeably." Which was all that mattered, right? All the bruises and pains would fade away so long as the serious stuff was healed.

"Are you ready for this? Been practicing the spells? I'm actually not a fan, but maybe it'll be less unpleasant when I'm not hanging from the ceiling."

"Healed up fine," he said with a shrug before nodding at her question. "Aye, ready as I'll ever be." Practiced...well not more than he had during class but that was the purpose of the homework was it not? To practice?

"And most things can be better when yer not hanging upside down. Unless you need to score and flying upside down is the only option at the moment." That he had done at least once during a practice to the awe of all. "Do ye want to go first or shall I?"

"I try not to score upside down if I can help it. That's a surefire way to make a goal in the wrong team's hoop," Vivi reseated herself by one of the suits of armor and held out her hands gamely.

Sure, why not? Mess with her fingers. "You can go first. I don't mind."

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Gideon nodded at her permission to go first and slipped his school bag off his shoulder, setting it aside before taking out his wand. Eying the two hands offered up to him, the Gryffindor tried to remember which was Vivi's wand hand prefering not to practice on it. Settling on a choice, he visualized the incantation as his hand and wand moved through the required gesture. "Ready..." he mused giving his friend some warning before casting soon after.

"Petrificus Digitirus!" he cast, his wand moving through the upside-down u motion smoothly and taking aim at the Ravenclaw's non-wand hand.

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Gideon waited to see what happened with the spell, the changes to Vivi's hand proof that he had been successful. He gave a bemused chuckle before shaking his head and his friend's actions against his arm. "Funny...no cutting please," he remarked in half jest.

About to say something else, he was stopped when his left hand felt weird. Just like it had in class meaning the Ravenclaw had been just as successful...or maybe more so. For the frozen, fuzzy feeling seemed a tad stronger if he wasn't imagining things. "Ooo that certainly worked." His wand already out, he cast a silent spell canceling the effects, the prefect unable to fight the urge to shake it to get feeling back.

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