FLAIL. Twitch. FREEDOM!!!!

Addy BEAMED as she finally disentangled herself from her robes. Yay. She gladly took the compact and peered into it. GAH. Rubbing her forehead she handed the mirror back and frowned. "I look like a moron. I will have to come up with an amazing tale as to how this happened." Yep. BUT WAIT A MOMENT... Addy whipped her head back around and smiled wider still. "You really think my hair's pretty?" That's so SWEET. Addy ran a hand over it to be sure it was still in place. HEHEHE. Val was friend material. It was clear.

...Shouldn't try to think so much? Tilting her head to one side Addy asked, "How does one not think so much. It just... kind of happens, right? The thinking and whatnot." Perhaps Val could teach Addy how to NOT think. Gryffindor style. Hehe.

"You can call me Addy." It was pretty much only Vivi who called her Jacks anyway. And who WOULDN'T remember Addy's face? It was an awesome face after all. "It's a lovely bag. I have a few designer hand bags myself. Mostly gifts from my cousin because my dad said it's frivolous to buy such things," she said with a small eyeroll. Dads. They knew nothing.

"Why aren't you at the pep rally?" Halfway enthusiastic jazz hands for emphasis.

The Great Hall might not be the ideal place to work on a project other than eating, but weirdly enough, Ariadne found that she could concentrate better with the background noise. So, while munching on a bagel, the girl placed a huge tome on the table in front of her, beginning phase two of the plan. Which was pressing the flowers.

Four years after her first Ancient Runes class, the Gryffindor finally discovered the use of a Runes dictionary. It was huge enough to press flowers just perfectly! After filling its pages with flowers, leaves and ferns, Ari pressed the cover shut and wondered how much time she had to wait. Around two days, probably. Perhaps she could use a heating charm to dry them up quicker, but better not risk it. Two days wasn't that long...

Since there was nothing else left for her to do at the moment, she put the dictionary away and went on to just enjoy the food served at the Gryffindor table.

"Well, it'll go away in a few minutes," Val noted, about the forehead issue. Unless she was planning on speeding out of here any second. And, judging by how fast she shot up a few moments ago, Val wouldn't put it past her. Then the girl whipped her head back toward Valerie, her hair following a moment after. GOSH, this girl had sudden movements! Good thing Val didn't have epilepsy. "YAH! Your hair is gorgeous," she said, then swiped her fingers over a few strands. "And totally soft."

Aaaaanyone could not think so much. This girl was probably just so USED to thinking so much. "You just don't think," she said, like it was the simplest thing in the world. "You do. And you don't think about it." Like, who cares WHY you want to do something, or WHAT might happen if you do it. It worked for Val, in most cases.

"Addy," she nodded. Got it! Addy with the great, red hair. Oh, goody! So, Addy was into bags and fashion and looking amazing, tooooo. "Frivolous?" She lifted one neat eyebrow. Maybe she meant 'frilly.' But it sounded like Addy wasn't getting any bags from her dad, and that was just absurd. "Wow.." Val gave her a sympathetic look. "At least you have your cousin to get some for you."

That pep rally thing? Yeah, that was so five minutes ago. Well, maybe not for the MAJORITY of the school, but totally for Val. "People had bad breath and kept breathing on me. And getting way too close. And, like... they weren't good-looking." So that was the end of that.

Addy shrug!nodded. Val was right, it WOULD go away... unless it left a bruise which would be horrendous. And WOW this girl was like total bestie material now. "Thank you! I take good care of it. " CLEARLY. And it smelled nice all the time. "I figure my hair is the first thing most people look at so it may as well be kept up nicely." GIGGLES.

...Clearly this was a Gryffindor trait. "I might need some practice at that." A lot. It was not in her nature NOT to think. "Do they teach you not to think in Gryffindor?" Seemed a legit question to her. They probably taught Hufflepuffs how to find things and Slytherins how to be generally unpleasant and sneaky. Totally legit.

"Daddy thinks that money could be better spent on things more important than bags and shoes. I, of course, think that's stupid, but he is the boss most of the time...." So she could do nothing about it. NOTHING. "Yeah, she's pretty awesome about bringing me things from her travels. Lots of neat trinkets and bags and clothes." LOTS. Hehe. Drove her dad crazy.

HEHEHEHE. Addy snorted with laughter and shook her head slowly, hair bouncing about. "I don't understand WHY they all feel the need to shout and jump and such. Isn't that what they use quidditch matches for?" And there were indeed a LOT of unattractive people in the school... "I bet they are getting all sweaty and gross, too." Unacceptable.

Addy dug in her pocket for a moment and extracted a chocolate frog. Holding it toward the girl she smiled. "Want some chocolate?" Because they were totes friends now she didn't have to make the girl do tricks for candy. They could make younger kids do that TOGETHER.

It was just now about breakfast time, but none of the tables in the Great Hall were where they were supposed to be. In fact, all of the large, rectangular, wooden tables.... seemed to have disappeared. Completely.

The Gryffindor Table was no exception. The spot where it usually sat remained empty, as only a shadow and four imprints in the floor marked the table's former presence.

Sarah was in the mood of a steaming cup of cocoa that always got her through the day. Being a morning person she skipped merrily into the great hall singing to herself (she did not have such a bad voice you know) when she stopped in her tracks, midnote she exclaimed, "what in the name of merlin happened to the tables?" Sarah exclaimed out loud. Oh well, better then standing awkwardly Sarah dropped down on the floor and sat crossed leggedly deep in thought. What was happened. First the train and now this?