"Yeah....think about it. I'm...not a calm person. So being in a city would probably drive me insane." Well, more insane than she already was...

And he rode horses?! "A real Renaissance man, are you?" she commented, raising an eyebrow...hopefully he got the reference. Her Ravenclaw was showing...oops.

India...yes, the magic there was interesting. "My father's been there as well. HE said it's very....er, interesting?" Was that the right word? Eh. "and as for camping...I will only do so if we use my tent..." You know, the charmed two story tent...with two bedrooms and two bathrooms, a kitchen....even a little sitting room.

Elliot was just a diva.

"Hmm well maybe some time with you will show me how to stand all the quiet." He said taking another sip of pumpkin juice.

"Of course.." Maxwell understood the reference. "I also fence, but i haven't done that in a while." He used to fence with his grandfather before second year and he was good with a sword but he was more than likely rusty now.

"Well, i don't mind what tent we use. I figured a muggle tent wouldn't be sufficient for you." He said wondering if she'd be able to get away without an adult following her around. Not that he wouldn't have the same issue but he'd simply leave and wouldn't take no for an answer. He had his own money, he didn't need his parents for such things.

He used to fence, too? Merlin! She grinned. "I think fencing seems almost like a muggle sport...why use swords when we have wands? And words..." words, too, you know. But wands and words sort of went hand in hand, didn't they?

....she raised an eyebrow..."Maxwell..in case you haven't noticed...I'm high maintenance.." AKA? A muggle tend wasn't good enough for her...

Maxwell shrugged. "I don't know, it's really just for fun...i mean when am i ever gonna get in a sword fight? But it's not a bad workout at all, you need your whole body in shape for it."

Maxwell laughed a little. "I have noticed, but it's cool. Whatever you need to make your comfortable i'll do.." He said not caring as long as he had time with her.

Elliot thought for a moment..true...but that was just pointless. Who did things just for fun, anyways? She didn't say any of this..in due time, though. "I'm not in shape. I don't need to be..why work out and get all gross when I'm perfectly beautiful...and skinny...and fine as it is," she shrugged, trying to sound completely casual in her vanity.

She then smirked....a bit mischievously..."Really? You'll do aaaanything? You know...I'm used to being spoiled." Yep. that's how it was in pureblood families...

Maxwell laughed a little. "Well, not everyone is as perfect as you...and now i need to keep up with you." He said not even minding she was so vain. "Maybe i'll take it up again.."

Maxwell smiled again, sweetly. "Maybe i'll enjoy spoiling you, just ask and i'll do what i can." He said taking her hand and kissing it in a very charming way.

Surya started recollecting what all he has listened to so far. "Let's see,
It all atrted when I was roaming free in the common room and suddenly a hawkowl flew in and dropped a bag onto a guy called Nate's lap. Inside was a dead cat! I couldn't believe my eyes. There was also a note which I don't know who has written. They called the dead cat as Ro. All of them suddenly turned into a serious cum emotional situation. Then the guy Matt looked up to the other two saying that they have to put an end to all that that was happening. By what I heard I personally think all this is being done by a so-called 'Wolf-gang'. To put an end to all this they have to find this gang which is only possible if they were captured by them. The Matt-guy says that they are not going to leave Hogwarts which is where they are safe. I have even heard that a guy called Jared was killing all of them and has killed 3 or 4 so far. His last words were 'And as long as we don't go after Jez she'll be alive. She's the bait--'. This is all I know.
". "Also Am, from now our discussions are going to take place at a new place where we may not attract much crowd. I doubt that the three of them are trying to follow us. This is the place where we are going to go " Surya said writing the name of the location of a piece of paper.

Heh, he knew that she was lying. Because her face looked so surprised when he grabbed many things for breakfast. You don't know that I could eat more than this, Tiffany Pevensie. he said to himself. Meh, he didn't care if she was surprised or not. Helloooo, it was normal for a 16-year-old boy since he was still growing, right? So he need more nutrition to support his growth and energy because today he would face the Quidditch tryouts.

He was still busy eating his breakfast. Heck yeah, Hogwarts had the best breakfast menu ever! "Mmmm.." That's only sound that came from his mouth because it was full of food. Then reached a glass of milk and take a big gulp of it and he spoke again to Tiffany. "Well, the tryouts will be in the afternoon actually." said him easily. "But having breakfast is good to fulfill my energy, especially after had a jogging around."

Could he have more English muffins? Because he was still hungry!

Flattery was always good, in Elliot's opinion. "Yeah, but you don't have to try tp be so perfect...it's just not going to happen...you'll never be as perfect as me," she said, laughing and rolling her eyes and JOKING.

Maxwell was acting pretty perfect to her, anyways.

Hmm. Elliot could see...this relationship would be nice. The Ravenclaw liked the finer things in life, having been exposed to them her entire life. She would never be able to date anyone..not rich. She just knew it. "Oh don't worry, I will." Yes, she certainly would.

Maxwell laughed. "Of course not, but maybe i'll still try for you..I mean i may not be perfect but you might not like me as much if i didn't try.." He said joking as well.

although she did seem pretty perfect so far...

Maxwell smirked. He liked having someone to spoil, every other girl he'd been with always told him not to spend money on them. But what was the point of having it if you're not going to spend it? "Good, i'll hold you to that."

Ha...Elliot shook her head slightly, and stood up...glancing at her watch, she decided she better get off to class..."I have to go soon, Maxwell...we have classes!" Not that Max cared...but Elliot did!

"And for future reference, just so you know I like lace, pearls, and tea." Top three favorite things in the world. THings. So Maxwell didn't count...he wasn't a thing, was he? NO. He was a person.

Maxwell stood with her. "I'll go with you..." Odd words coming out of his mouth. "I'll walk you to class, maybe we could meet up later...You've met my best friend and i've yet you meet yours.."

"Lace and pearls? I think i can do that...I already knew you liked tea.." He said thinking of things to get her. He had ways of getting things rather quickly.

Wha-?

Elliot looked at him, perplexed..."Really? That's nice of you. And old-fashioned." Which Elliot liked...a lot. "I know...my friends are always busy. And I don't have a lot..." Mainly she had Hannah, Jayden, and PResley, and then a few other acquaintances...but that was about it.

"Yeah. My backpack," she said, and she whipped around so that he could see it...black and lace. "Is custom made. They just don't sell geniune lace school bags..." Sucked. It was good thing she had money.

Maxwell nodded. "Yeah, i mean then i get to spend more time with you...besides i'm going to my own classes today. I decided i should start going to them more.." He shrugged and offered her his hand.

"It's pretty...I'll be sure to find something good for you then." He said, the cogs turning in his mind.

Oh? He was going to class?! Elliot smiled..."Maxwell, good job! It's the right decision, you know. Knowledge is power...why do you think I'm so powerful?" Ha! She smirked again...

She took his hand as they started walking..."I like anything expensive." Yeah. Elliot could be blunt. Actually, she was always blunt. Whatever.

Maxwell smiled slightly. "Thanks..." He laughed at the second part. "I just kinda realized it's what Mum would have wanted." He said with a shrug, trying not to talk too much about his emotions, he knew Elliot wasn't too good at it.

Maxwell walked with her hand in hand. "I'll have to remember that, good thing i like to buy expensive things.." He said and smirked. "I like how you say what you're thinking...it's refreshing."

Well...yeah, It IS what his mother would have wanted, seeing as she spent money to even send him here..but Elliot didn't exactly want to hurt his feelings(at least not yet, anyways...heh) and kept her trap shut.

For the time being.

Well...Elliot shook her head slightly..."I mean...why not? It's how I get exactly what I want." Exactly what she wanted. EXACTLY. "Kind of like...when someone asks you what you want for your birthday...well, most people say, 'oh I dunno'...but...hey, why not tell actually tell them? Then you're making it all easier on them PLUS you get EXACTLY WHAT YOU WANT." IT all made clear sense in Elliot's brain...

Maxwell shrugged. "I never honestly know..maybe this year i'll ask for a new bow or something...I don't know.." He said with a shrug. "I normally get myself whatever i want."

"Really? Hey.." she glanced at her watch and her eyes widened.."Yikes, Max! I'm late...meet me for tea later..the courtyard...got it? Don't forget!" she cried, dashing off, but not before giving him a peck on the cheek.

Anya smiled. A real heartfelt deeply touched kind of smile. Sure, to others, it might have been unnerving that Tag thought about her often. But, to Anya, it was the nicest compliment that she'd ever received.

And the fact that he listened to what she said was impressive. Because she made a lot of random comments.

Was she loving it?! She nodded enthusiastically. It was the best birthday ever!

And took a look at the last box. In it was a necklace with a heart and a key. She looked down at the little key in his hand.

OHEMGEE!

Tag had to be the CUTEST, most sweetest person in the WHOLE entire world. Without a second thought she leaned over the table and gave him a hug and a quick kiss on the temple.

"Thanks Tag. That sounds great." she said doing her best to keep her voice steady.

What? She had a right to be a little overwhelmed over how thoughtful the gifts were.

She was smiling so that was a good sign, right? Though she had smiled with the last two presents so Tag figured he couldn't go downhill from there. Unless she hadn't like the thought or the explanation of why he got her a necklace like that.

An in return of her smile he expressed a closed smile, though it made him look like an idiot he didn't care. He hadn't been the reason for Anya to smile lately. Somehow today just turned out to be the perfect day.

Then when she saw the present and heard what in meant in one swift movement she leaned across the table and hugged him and kissed him on the side of his face.

He could feel his cheeks turning red as he sat back down on the bench and now he was smiling a proper smile, teeth showing and all. It was weird but he began to wonder what he'd need to have gotten her to get a proper proper one. "You're welcome." He said as he cheeks burned more. "That's all I've got for you. But..I uhh.. think you enjoyed them all, yes?"

Hopefully she'd put that necklace to good use when she needed it most.

It would seem that the majority of Hogwarts was currently at the PEP RALLY... but that was just NOT Addy's thing. Nope. No way. The girl pulled her robes tight around herself and lay her forehead against the table while she tried to figure out WHAT she wanted to eat. BAH.

She also cared not that she was at the Gryffindor table and not her own. It didn't matter much did it? Besides, her hair was red enough to pass for a Gryff, no? Was that not how it worked? SHE CARED NOT!

Banging her head gently on the table she continued to wrack her brain, wrapped in her robes. DOO DOO DOOOOOOOO.

Ugh. Okay. Enough with the pep rally. It was just too much when people were breathing in your face with their stinky, UN-breath-minted breath. Too close, too close. And not with pretty people.

So, Valerie DeWalt would go to the Great Hall instead. The blonde swayed her way into the room, her feet automatically leading her over toward her house table. When she got closer, she found that just a handful of other students were there, but ONE of them had marvelous hair. Beautiful and shiny and red and Valerie recognized it. "Hey, you're the girl from the train station thing, right?" Yes. Rhetorical question, but it was an OPENER. You know?

Val sat down at the table and set her fancy designer bag beside her. She popped open her compact mirror and examined her eye make-up. "Oh, and what's with the self-abuse? Split up with your boyfriend?"

Addy immediately sat up, still wrapped like a mummy in her robes and blinked at the girl next to her. A small smile spread her lips and she nodded. "Is my forehead red? Could you hold that compact over this way so I can see?" Yeah... she was having issues getting her robes untangled.

Heh.

"Naw. Naw. Just... trying to think. Maybe I could knock my thoughts into place and all." SNORT. And boyfriend and she were fine. Even though she hadn't seen him much since Hogsmeade. Heh. "Your name is... Val, right? And oooooh what kind of bag is that?" she asked as she peered around the other girl with wide, envious eyes. Lexi had recently re-gifted her an Hermes Berkin bag, but she didn't tote it around much.

The redheaded girl suddenly sat upright and almost made Valerie jump. Her eyes went to her forehead, which was red indeed, and seeing as Val was finished inspecting her make-up, she handed the compact to the other girl. "It matches your pretty hair."

Trying to think? And banging her head on the table would HELP that? Val had kinda thought the opposite, but then again... that girl was the Ravenclaw. Speaking of which, why was she at the Gryffie table? "You shouldn't try to think so much. It's complicated enough." Aha! So this chicka remembered her name. As she should, of course. Valerie was quite an unforgettable girl. "Yep, that's me," she said, flashing a white smile. "I forgot your name. But I did remember your face, so." That counted for something. "And it's a Fendi!" Yah. Like Regina George.