A faint blush appeared on Daichi's cheeks as he heard Sierra's words and because he sat at the other side of the table he hoped it wouldn't be very noticeable. Stupid blushing, he hated it! "Thanks, Sierra" he said with a small smile. He hoped he would next year. Speaking of which, he wondered who his co-Prefect would become...

"We will win the cup" he saw Dylan walking towards them "And Quidditch cup next year!"

He kinda HAD to win because he had already made a bet with Flamsteed... Again.

Mweh, ever since the Headmistress had slapped Mr.Duckles and took away points from him he didn't really like her. So whatever problem she was having it was not his bussiness....no one messes with Mr.Duckles!

"i know..." he said when Juliet talked about that it was still his decision in what he should do with his life. "It's just... I'll graduate next year and i still don't know!" This had been bugging him for a long time but he had never talked about it. "Sorry, it must be a boring subject let's switch to Jon Jon~!"

He clapped his hands excitedly "I can see a concert?!" this made him soooo happy! He would see his not related big brother again~ but... "Ireland is pretty far right? To travel alone i mean" he was NOT going to use the floo powder. Maybe he could fly there on a broom?

....or just take a boat? But what if it siiiinks? He can't swim!

A coffee shop?!

Whatever excitment Daichi had been showing on his face drained away right away.
He looked at Gary as if he was CRAZY and then made a face.

"But i don't like coffee..." he muttered like a child and looked at the Headboy. "Coffee is bleeeh!" yes, he thought that in a coffee shope they only served coffee so when he did become a costumer he would have to drink yucky coffee.

And he made a disgusted face again.

"You're welcome." Of course she was excited too. Apparently almost everyone was excited about graduating, but well not all. "You should go pro. After all, you are a great beater," Kat said. The team would surely be different without Sierra playing. They'll have to find someone to replace her next term, but they won't find anyone as good as Sierra. Although it's always been believed that Slytherins are naturally good. "Oh, we're going to steal the Cup from them next term," Kat said with a nod. "All the Cups will be ours soon." That was going to happen, okay? Whether they like it or not.

Kat returned Rich's smile. And guessing he'll never drop the Kitty Kat nickname, right? The she-snake didn't really care what they called her as long as it wasn't offensive. "Good to see you too," she said. But she won't keep him any longer because he was having his talk with Rora. It wasn't anything to butt into right now.

Tsk tsk. Dylan Montmorency, you're late. Just like last term's End of Term feast, he was late once more. Kat didn't blame him if he decided to make sure his hair was good or whatever he wanted to fuss out. Besides, it is not high maintenance to want to look nice. Everyone wanted to look pleasing. "Hey Captain," Kat said, returning his nod!acknowledgement.

So Kat wasn't the ONLY one who got a Quidditch jacket? The whole TEAM did, courtesy of Ariana Logan. Kat grinned stupidly while watching everyone retrieving their jacket. Now they were a swag family!team for getting team jackets. Something the other houses didn't get to have. "They're look great, Logan," Kat had to say. Way to improve the bond between the teammates? So... do they get last minute house points for this teamwork thing? Ahem. Could anyone from the staff table see them? Hello!

Kat scooted to her side so that Peyton could sit down beside her. You know, just like during the welcoming feast? Yeah. See? She just knew there were reasons why she liked Peyton.

"I'm okay. Can't wait for summer too!" Kat replied. Hey, just because lots of people were graduating didn't mean she can't be happy right? No homework and listening to boring lectures for three months. That's something worth looking forward to, just saying. "You've got plans?"

Good good. Despite what Garrett said earlier about not allowing her to call him that name, he still let her. So that was still partly allowing her, right? Mhm. He was still her Garrett and nobody else. Nope. Why'd she started calling her that name, well, because Gary was overused. It needed something new... something unique and different. So Garrett it was. No problem with that? No? Okay then.

What? Good girl? Ha. He was probably joking. Well, okay maybe Kat was a good girl. But only in classes. When it came to the Quidditch Pitch, she sure was a fiend with those hoops. NOTHING was going to stop her from guarding them. And then he called her a great Keeper. Ain't that a surprise? "Thank you," Kat said. But obviously he wasn't the first one to say that about her. "And I wouldn't let Slytherin down, you know that." As much as that sounded like some sort of loyal Gryffindor, Kat would do anything for her Snakes.

Nuria swooped into the great hall quite gracefully, large wings flapping silently as her owl eyes searched for the student who's letter she possessed. After searching through the sea of green, she finally spotted the human person who was older than most the others at her table.

She quickly descended, landing in directly in front of Sierra with her wings outstretched. Her large eyes bore into the girl for a moment before she dropped the letter on her empty plate, hooted, then flew off in the direction that she came.

"Mhmmmmm, never." Never ever ever... you know, until one of them died or something. Wow, morbid thoughts, Aurora. She pushed those thoughts aside and just enjoying this moment - she loved it when he stroked her hair like that, it made her want to purr like a cat. Speaking of which - she was going to have to wrestle Sebastian into his cat basket in the morning... and find her stupid little pygmy puff since he kept bouncing off somewhere. But she could think about that later, right now she was preoccupied with graduating. Scary...

"That's Mordred." she said with a shrug and took her seat next to him, taking his hand as she sat down and holding it. "He's kind of like a brother I guess, but he seems to hide himself away during term time so I never see him anymore." Which she was NOT happy about. Because he did this every term apparently - at least this time he hadn't tried to promise her he'd be around. Pfft. She'd miss him though, he'd been her first friend here - not that they had a particularly nice friendship, seeing as it had been built on being cruel to other people, but they'd both got... older. And matured. And maybe Hogwarts had been good for Aurora after all, she did seem to be able to get along with people better now...

Orr smiled and nodded. "Yeah, we definitely deserve the rest, huh? Say isn't one of your family graduating this year? Because you mentioned something the other day."

When Logan arrived with a box full of...well, something, Sierra couldn't help but turn her attention to whatever it was. She watched as something for West was pulled out. She kept an eye on it to see what it was, but suddenly, one was being handed to her, too.

She briefly eyed Logan, but then unwrapped the green object to find a really awesome Slytherin team jacket. "This is cool, Logan," she said with a grin. "Thanks! ...and tell your mom thanks, too." She slid her jacket one and admired the way it looked.



Sierra shrugged. "I'm hoping to go pro and get recruited for a good Quidditch team," she answered. "I was hoping I'd know something by now, but...Dad says it's still too early. They usually wait until you graduate." Which would be now, so any day would be good for Sierra. Preferably sooner rather than later.



Sierra smirked in amusement as she caught a small sign of Daichi's blushing. He was still so Puffer in her eyes, but deep down, Sierra knew there was some reason that hat put him with the snakes. "You bet you will," she said. Win the cup that is. Or cups. They better win those cups. She was counting on them to make up for their losses during her final year here.



"I know," Sierra said with a grin, answering the way any Slytherin would. She knew she was good, and she knew she had what it took to go pro. If she could just get that acceptance letter... Again, she grinned. "You better get those cups. I'm counting on the snakes to make up for this year," she said. She cast a glance toward the Puffer table again. "Those cups belong with us."



Sierra glanced up when she saw an owl swoop into the Great Hall. She was about to turn away and shrug it off as yet another random delivery, when she noticed the owl coming her way. It was getting closer...closer...and--then there was a parchment with a dark gray ribbon sitting before.

Erm...okay then.

The owl was gone before she could blink an eye, so all that was left to do now was open the letter. Sierra quickly untied the gray ribbon then read through the letter within seconds.

...and then she had to reread it to make sure she'd just read the right thing.

"I--...uhh...I..." She mumbled for a few seconds before growing very wide-eyed. "I...Mom?" ... "MOM!" She was trying to speak, but instead of saying anything coherently, her words just came out as barely audible whispers.

OOC: For clarification, she's not yelling. Read the last sentence.

"Some of us more than others." He glanced toward the hourglasses and let out a little sigh. Yeah. Yeah pretty much. Second place was just first place loser. It didn't matter how brilliant he and Dylan and a handful of others had been -mostly the Quidditch team- they hadn't won anything but Gobstones. He'd congratulated one Hufflepuff.... that was enough right? He wasn't gonna go over there at least. If one came over here he'd say it again though.

"Uh.... yeah. Aspen. My sister. She's in your house and all." West tried to sound nonchalant. No big deal right? Didn't mean anything. He'd be just fine without her. He looked up again, and while people might be forgiven to think his eyes were picking his sister out, it wasn't true. He was glancing over at the Gryffindor table again. Distracted.

Now that she was holding a small pink bag of hers, standing in the middle of the crowd. It was odd. She didn't feel like talking to anybody else no matter they were going to graduate or not, except this apple boy whom she had to speak to. She knew it for sure. She knew that she was never going to get her brother back if she didn't apologize to him right now. But where should she start? She had practiced saying it once alone at her dorm and she had once felt confident about this. But now? She couldn't even think of a word to say.

Just as she wanted to clear her mind and re-allocate the words that had been hidden somewhere in her memory, the apple boy turned back and started the conversation. Tiffany blinked and clutched her bag a little bit harder. She was not ready for this...not yet. "I...I..."she stuttered without making any eye contact with him. It was so hard for her to say the few words that were coming afterwards. "...am..." This time she blinked a lot faster because she knew that tears were coming up and she just couldn't hold them back anymore. The lioness stopped stuttering for a while and decided to wrap her arms around him instead. A hug could solve anything right?

Tears were rolling down her face but she wouldn't even bother wiping them away. The only thing that she cared right now was her fake brother. And he was going to leave her very soon. She hugged him tight. Resting her head on his chest, she was finally able to spill out the last word of her sentence. "...sorry."

Hecate made her way to the Slytherin table... "Sierra. Haven't I told you not to call me that while at school? Here I'm your professor," She said and watched an owl leave the table. What was going on?

Sierra opened and closed her mouth a few more times before finally getting a hold of herself and finding her voice. "...but you just called me Sierra," she pointed out, noting that her Mom, too, had used an 'away from school' name. "I'm a graduate now, so you're Mom full-time, right? ...and besides, we have more important things to focus on!"

By this point, she was out of her seat and talking a million miles a minute. She picked up her mom's hand and placed the letter inside. "Go on," she gestured excitedly. "Take a look!" She bounced back on her heels, unable to stand still.

SPOILER!!: fake sister =')

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Now that she was holding a small pink bag of hers, standing in the middle of the crowd. It was odd. She didn't feel like talking to anybody else no matter they were going to graduate or not, except this apple boy whom she had to speak to. She knew it for sure. She knew that she was never going to get her brother back if she didn't apologize to him right now. But where should she start? She had practiced saying it once alone at her dorm and she had once felt confident about this. But now? She couldn't even think of a word to say.

Just as she wanted to clear her mind and re-allocate the words that had been hidden somewhere in her memory, the apple boy turned back and started the conversation. Tiffany blinked and clutched her bag a little bit harder. She was not ready for this...not yet. "I...I..."she stuttered without making any eye contact with him. It was so hard for her to say the few words that were coming afterwards. "...am..." This time she blinked a lot faster because she knew that tears were coming up and she just couldn't hold them back anymore. The lioness stopped stuttering for a while and decided to wrap her arms around him instead. A hug could solve anything right?

Tears were rolling down her face but she wouldn't even bother wiping them away. The only thing that she cared right now was her fake brother. And he was going to leave her very soon. She hugged him tight. Resting her head on his chest, she was finally able to spill out the last word of her sentence. "...sorry."

With hands shoved in his pocket, Gary now was standing in front of her. Ignoring the other people around the table, his blue eyes just stared deeply at her and remembering when was the last time they met each other like this. It was when they worked together at the potions lab. Yeah, he didn't forget that. After that time, they barely met each other. Maybe because of the fight or because both of them were busy with their own business. But it didn't mean that Gary didn't want to met her. He wanted to, but she seemed like she didn't want to meet him anymore.

But now, she was here. Did it mean she wasn't mad at him anymore or just because he's going to graduate?

"Tiff.." Gary was about to say something but then Tiffany leaned forward and wrapped her hands around him, rested her head at his chest and sobbed. Heh? Why suddenly she became a cry baby like this? Did something wrong happen to her? Frowning, he blankly asked her. "Hey, what's wrong? Was somebody being mean at you again?" Seriously he didn't have any idea why suddenly she cried after they hadn't met for a long time. But.. wait! He heard her soft voice said something between her sobbing.

...Sorry

Sorry... for what? But before he asked her, Gary already knew why suddenly she apologized. "It's okay." He whispered to he ear and smiled. Well, maybe she was right. Since he and Zhenya were getting back together he'd rarely met and talked to her. "And... I'm sorry too." his calm tone spoke.

Mack slowly walked over to the Slytherin table, she hadn't had the opportunity during all of her studying to make any friends in the house. She hated regretting her studious ways, but seeing as how her mother had been a Slytherin surely she could make a friend or two even during the feast. She made sure to stay away from the older students because they just seemed scary. "Mack, calm down, no one is going to hurt you." the small blonde reminded herself

Oh Merlin, she DID call her Sierra! "Miss Greingoth, until you are off this property, you will address me as the professional I am!" And she snatched her hand from her, with the letter in it. The owl was for Sierra? Hecate felt a knot in her throat, if this was Escalante proposing before Si had a chance to grow into the woman she was meant to be, she was going to hex the boy where the sun don't shine, and THEN tell Alexander!

She started reading the letter and a look of utter pride filled her face. "Well, Miss Greingoth, I'm not surprised. You are a talented beater... I hope you will do me and your father proud!"

Sierra bit her bottom lip to keep from grinning at the way her mother got so uptight about the whole 'Mother/Daughter' deal here at school. That was her mom, though. Always the professional one. "Yes, Professor," she said, and she couldn't help the slight grin on that note. "I'll wait another hour, and then...Mum's the word."

Okay, now she was just being silly.

...but then her mom was reading her letter, and Sierra turned all her attention to it. "I'm so excited," she said, rocking back on her heels again. She felt like jumping forward and tackling her mom in a hug, but...right, it was Professor Lafay here. She'd tackle her later. "Thank you."

Tiffany held onto her tight grip and sobbed in the way she always did in front of
im, nothing that needed to be hidden, nothing to be held back. She was pretty sure that even if someone was paying her with tonnes of candies to just let go, she wouldn't do so because she knew that this apple boy was far more important than candies. She couldn't help smiling a bit when he asked if there was anyone mistreating her again. She was glad that he still cared about her even after their fight.

Did she really cry over things that frequently that he began to foretell the reason why she cried? She could remember telling him about Chris vaguely last time but this time no one had bullied her. But if there was one, it had to be..."...you,"she replied softly. "You are treating me unfairly...because you are...leaving."She looked up and for the first time, she looked straight into his blue eyes. That was right, leaving her behind. She couldn't imagine days without this apple. She had lost one of her brothers once, she didn't want to lose another this time.

She smiled weakly at his apology. They weren't mad at each other, they were supposed to spend more time together after this apology thingy but they could not do so. She was not able to see him next year when she came back while he might have started a new chapter of life that Tiffany would not want to step into. He might not have enough time spending with her and perhaps he would have forgotten her after several years. But Tiffany did not want those to happen. "Can you stay?" she asked pleading. Stay with her.

Peyton was comfy where she was sitting at. Especially with the new jacket on and all. Zipping the jacket up, almost to her neck, Peyton turned to Kat once more. A big-o smile on her face.

"Me toooo!" Peyton almost squee'd. She was more than ready and start her summer, though she'll miss Hogwarts. She felt more independent here. At home everyone looked out for her as if she was a baby. She was fourteen already, for Merlin's sake!

Practically a grown person. M'hm.

"Yeah!" She had a list of plans. "My family and I are going camping, then there's my brothers wedding--" in which she beamed like crazy, "--and then I'm going to spend time with a few friends." Her stomach made a small grumbling sound and Peyton scowled a bit at the table as if it was it's fault there was no food yet. Then, looking back at Kat, she grinned. "What about you? Got any plans?" 'Cause she was a cool chick. She must have lots and lots of plans.

Mordred...

Yeah, there was no doubt he had heard the name before and no doubt he had seen him before, perhaps even a few more times and not only the train. The dude was a Slytherin after all, at least he should have seen him and come across with him in dormitories. He eyed the dude a bit again but when he felt Aurora's hand holding his he turned back to her. ''Well..looks like he is not really doing a good job of being a brother if he let me around you knowing what people think about me.'' He did not know why he said that. He just thought of it and it came out of his mouth. Aurora knew him though so there was no problem. ''Have you tried to ask him why he hid himself away?'' Actually he did not care if this one guy showed himself to his girl or not but if it made her displeased with the dude, he would try to deal with it. Maybe he could even talk to the boy if there was certain reason he did not want to be around the red head girl.

Who would not want to be around a girl like Aurora, though? She was attractive. That was why he found the idea of any guy approaching disturbing lest they would look at her in a different way though they were friends of her. Richard knew that from what he had seen before and from his own experiences. He had been sweethearts with a close friend of himself once. ''Maybe it is because of me.'' he said, absent mindedly playing with the fork on the table. ''He does not want to approach when i am around?''

Hecate turned and heard the headmistress’ speech, and her little addition. Thank Merlin for Cece. Slytherin won the house cup, well, tied anyway. She cleared her throat getting everyone's attention.

"Students from the Great House of Salazar Slytherin. I want to congratulate you all on tying in the house cup race. It was neck and neck for a long time, and the hard working Hufflepuffs gave you a run for your galleons! But you it all worked out in the end. ”

In the very end…

“I would first like to wish the seventh years at this table goodbye, and good luck in all their future endeavors as I'm sure all of you younger students do too. ” She looked at her daughter and winked. “That being said, as I do every year, there are a few people I would like to acknowledge. ”

“ Master West Odessa, with 851 is the Top earning Slytherin Student, and he is the top point earner in the school. " She clapped her hands as she usually did, knowing the others would join her. “Captain Dylan Montmorency is the second top scoring Slytherin student and the third top overall student with 732 points. ” She clapped again. “ Prefect Sierra Greingoth who has been on the points board as top Slytherin for the past six terms, is the third top Slytherin student with 565 points. ” She smiled at the girl, and clapped for her too. “ Miss Katrina Hudson is fourth top Slytherin point earner with 530 points, ” again she clapped. “And finally with 367 points, Miss Peyton Baltazar is the fifth top point earner in the Slytherin. " She clapped again.

"I’m not finished, ” she said quieting everyone down. “I would like to also acknowledge your Slytherin house leaders, Prefect Sierra Greingoth, Prefect Daichi Katharos, Captain Dylan Montmorency and the Head Boy Gerald Rush.” She clapped one last time. “Thank you for your leadership this past year. ”

"To all those returning next term, I will see you next term. Learn from this one, and next year we’ll annihilate the other houses.”

YUSSSS FEAST. FINALLY. Hewassohungry. So hungry. And he was ABOUT to start eating, and even began loading up his plate with plenty of carbs, when STUFF happened.

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They DID IT!

Sort of.

Well it was a tie.

But they DID IT!

A celebratory first mouthful of potato was in order. And then Lafay was making HER speech, and West was TOP. And he was all smiles at being applauded by Lafay. Eyes closed, West put both arms up in fists. VICTORY.

YUSSSSS.

But only for a short moment since he really had to eat. And also look over at the Gryffindor table. With a bright smile. For someone.

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Tiffany held onto her tight grip and sobbed in the way she always did in front of
im, nothing that needed to be hidden, nothing to be held back. She was pretty sure that even if someone was paying her with tonnes of candies to just let go, she wouldn't do so because she knew that this apple boy was far more important than candies. She couldn't help smiling a bit when he asked if there was anyone mistreating her again. She was glad that he still cared about her even after their fight.

Did she really cry over things that frequently that he began to foretell the reason why she cried? She could remember telling him about Chris vaguely last time but this time no one had bullied her. But if there was one, it had to be..."...you,"she replied softly. "You are treating me unfairly...because you are...leaving."She looked up and for the first time, she looked straight into his blue eyes. That was right, leaving her behind. She couldn't imagine days without this apple. She had lost one of her brothers once, she didn't want to lose another this time.

She smiled weakly at his apology. They weren't mad at each other, they were supposed to spend more time together after this apology thingy but they could not do so. She was not able to see him next year when she came back while he might have started a new chapter of life that Tiffany would not want to step into. He might not have enough time spending with her and perhaps he would have forgotten her after several years. But Tiffany did not want those to happen. "Can you stay?" she asked pleading. Stay with her.

You are treating me unfairly...because you are...leaving.

Huh? Gary raised his eyebrows. Correction: he's graduated. That was a reason why he should leave Hogwarts. He didn't need to be there anymore, come to class, do the homework.. Well, he was glad about those facts. Plus, being graduated meant that he could have a job and earn money from it. His first job would start this summer as a part-time worker in a coffee shop, But the fact that he wouldn't see her anymore was quite sad too. So, the conclusion was... For some reasons, he was glad but he didn't feel happy about leaving her. But how to explain to her about that?

Can you stay? She asked. "Tiffany..." He started to speak seriously. "I can't stay here anymore. I'm graduated already." He said and exhaled. He knew it was hard for her realizing it that her fake favorite brother was graduated and leaving Hogwarts now. Pinching her cheek, he tried to cheer her up. "Hey, don't be sad and pouty like that. I know that you're gonna miss me so much..." Cough. Well, he wasn't overconfident because it was true, right? "If you want, I can visit you at Hogsmeade, right?" Just because he's gonna leave Hogwarts but it didn't mean that it's a bad farewell and he's not gonna see her anymore. They still had time in summer, or when Hogsmeade opened later he could make a visit.

Okay, the Headmistress had given her speech already. And Lafay also had some words spoken at the table. He needed to go back to his seat. "Better to go back to your seat." He said and ruffled her hair.

FINALLY! The Headmistress started her speech!

Daichi turned his head to look at the back of the Great Hall where the staff table stood. A part of him didn't want to hear the speech, you know because Slytherin lost to Hufflepuff again. But he knew that after this the food would appear and that was all that mattered now.

Puffs winning Quidditch cup. The elected BoG members which names he had already forgotten. Yadda yadda yadda! Serving heads on a plate if...whut? O_o

Daichi blinked at this words. Was that what had been bothering her? Mweh if he wasn't so hungry he would have cared...

"Now food come!" he said excitedly when the speech was apparently over but then there were some few added notes. The Prefect groaned loudly as he placed his knife and fork down again with a dissapointed look.

Which slowly turned in a look of *what-on-earth-is-going-on?" Had he heard right? Slytherin tied with Hufflepuff for the cup because West and Dylan earned some last minute points?

ASDHJKSGAGKJGHARGHW! WHERE WERE THEY!?! THEY NEEDED A HUUUUUUUG!

Resisting the urge to hug them both because he thought they would probably freak out since they were slytherins ...and slytherins apparently didn't like being hugged, which made them kinda dumb cause hugging was good!

'did i just refer myself as dumb?' he thought just as Professor Lafay came with the usual speech. His cheeks flushed a little red from the congratulations but when she was gone he grabbed a spoon and digged it in a jelly pudding.

After handing out lots of ice cream at the Gryffindor table, Argyle returned to the kitchen to refresh her supply. Studentsies liked ice cream lots. Argyle would need lots of ice cream for the studentsies!

*POP!*

Appearing next to the Slytherin table, the older elvsie flailed and called out,

STUDENTSIES! Argyle has ice cream, she does! Argyle has ice cream for studentsies' celebrations!

West was suspicious of ice cream considering the food had only just been served. Was he supposed to alternate mouthfuls? Would that even work? It wasn't like he was Elodie with that whole ice cream and spaghetti thing. Would the ice cream melt? Should he pack a doggy bag of food or something?

Dilemma.

And what were they celebrating? Well, at least, what were the other houses celebrating? It wasn't just Slytherin ice cream was it? Very suspicious stuff, little elf.

West munched on a mouthful of assorted stuff-from-his-plate and eyed the elf. Don't lets all rush for ice cream at once or anything.