"I prefer parcels from my aunt and uncle," Benjy said, a knowing grin curling on his lips. "Mainly because they usually send food, y'know, cookies and the like, and the news is more interesting than Mum's." He shrugged. "But this one contained my birthday present, and a letter from my-" His voice dropped slightly, and became a little more distant. "Dad." As soon as he said it though, he realised it felt better than expected. He'd got a letter from his Dad. He'd never been able to say that before at Hogwarts. And whilst he knew that reading it wouldn't be easy, it also gave him a sense of pride. His Dad had written a letter to him to be opened when he came of age, whether he himself was around to witness it or not.

And with another emotional hurdle surrounding the letter overcome, Benjy gave Brynn his full attention. "Permanently destroy?" Benjy tilted his head thoughtfully. "What sort of thing? Large or small? I mean, Incendio or some other sort of fire comes to mind...but Truebridge probably wouldn't appreciate something piano-sized ablaze in the castle." He tapped his lips thoughtfully. "Otherwise, we could send it off with a bang, attach it to a firework sort of thing..." Explosions were more Lex's thing, but he could still do a decent job. Did either of those appeal to her? He could always try to come up with something more radical.

He scratched the nape of his neck, and shook his head lightly. "Yeah. We should just be glad it's not Peeves, I guess."

Brynn looked up at Benjy as he talked about his family, nodding in agreement, though her thoughts seemed to be distant. She didn't have a large family to speak of and those she did have seemed to keep their distance for one reason or another. "Oh, that's nice," she said, giving the older boy a small smile. "I mostly just get from my mom, but she sends me goodies sometimes too." Those were the best kinds of packages, she had to agree, though she probably didn't get those as much as she'd like. "Oh, is it your birthday?" she started with a grin which soon faded away as she noticed his hesitation. "Are you alright, Benjy?" she asked, a hint of concern on her face. Normally that would be a good thing, right? But she would have reasons for being a little off when the topic of fathers came up, maybe he did too. But she hoped she wasn't prying too much.

"Oh.. um.. yes," she admitted, feeling somewhat awkward about the reasoning behind her want for a spell. But she had asked for help and he seemed willing to offer it. The first year tilted her head and eyed him carefully as she thought over his suggestions, slowly smiling as he continued. "It's small.. a parchment, actually. And, I've tried Incendio, but.. I keep finding it again." Weird, really. She didn't know if it was the same one regenerating or a new one in its place. There had to be something better.

She shrugged lightly as she cast her eyes near the window again. Whatever was once there didn't seem to be making a return appearance. "Peeves?" She glanced back at Benjy curiously. She had heard that name before but had yet to see him so sort of though he was made up.

Ssssssiiiiiigggggghhhhh.

Adeline sat on the floor against the wall, she had a journal on her lap and a pen in her hand. She wasn't used to writing about her feelings or talking about them but she knew that she should do it, maybe it would make her feel better. She wasn't writing about what had happened between her and Asher or about Ashlynn, she was writing about her family, she knew that maybe if she wrote about it that it would leave her mind.

Adeline's strong but there are days where she's been strong for so long that she just feels like crying for days, weeks or months. She had been receiving letters from her mother but they'd stopped. Adeline placed the pen where she had just written, she turned to the last page of the book and took out the next folded letter that she had received today from her mother, she really didn't want to think about it or what was in the letter, she hadn't read it and she doesn't want to but she knew at one point it would bug her and she would unfold at some point in the next couple of days but today she didn't want to read it now.

Why did she do this to herself? Her mind was her worst enemy. The seventh year went back to writing when she finished off, she rubbed her forehead and set the journal at her side. She rested her head against the wall.

Calisto Kosmos enter to the 7th floor. Callie look at the corridor and saw the Hufflepuff she met sometime back "Hiya Adeline."

Everyone needed someone to send them goodies at Hogwarts, it was a fact. So if Brynn didn't get any, he should really make a point of sharing sometime. He didn't really need ALL the cookies. Maybe after Quidditch practice, to it wouldn't be all awkward. He nodded. "Seventeen today," he said, with a crooked grin. "Old enough to do magic by myself." He chuckled at that one, though it dissipated at the thought of his dad. "Yeah. I miss him that's all. His letter was...well, a bit out of the blue." He swallowed slowly. "I'm kind of nervous and excited and scared all at the same time about what it might contain. I hope...I hope he'd be proud of me. Of who I've become."

There, he'd said it.

"Finding it again?" Benjy looked confused. "I'm pretty sure Incendio is permanent. At least in the burning sense." He frowned a little in thought. "Do you always find them in the same place? Or random places? Or does it sort of awkwardly rejuvenate there and then?" These were important questions if they were to come up with a solution.

She hadn't meet Peeves? Okay, so Benjy hadn't seen him around in a while either. But he was a Hogwarts legend. "Poltergeist," he said simply. Did he need to say any more? "Thing of havoc. Water balloons and the like. Be glad you haven't bumped into him. But if you do, threaten to call the Baron." Nodnod. Firstie!advice ftw.

Brynn brightened a bit as Benjy confirmed that it was indeed his birthday. "Oh, Of Age.. how cool!" That was probably the coolest of all birthdays, right up there with turning 13, 11, and 10.. in that order. She grinned and nodded happily in agreement when he said he could do magic himself now, that was the best part she thought. "Happy birthday, then." So then the letter was a birthday wish from his dad? She wasn't quite sure why that would make him sad until he continued.

The redhead gave the older boy something of a tight smile as she listened to his explanation. What she would give to get a letter from her own father, though she was certain it wasn't for the same reasons as Benjy. "You haven't seen him in a while?" she started hesitantly. It didn't seem like something that would be her business though he sort of brought it up so she didn't think it would hurt to ask. "I'm sure he will," she said, smiling a bit bigger now. "Why wouldn't he?" Of course Brynn didn't know Benjy all that well, but he sure seemed nice. "So.. are you going to open it and find out?" Not that she expected him to do it in front of her, but she wasn't sure why he was waiting. The suspense would have probably killed her.

"I tried that one," Brynn told Benjy with a little shrug. It was the first one she had thought about since she could actually do that one for Potions class and all."Well, I'm not sure if it's rejuvenating," she admitted after a moment's thought. "I mean, it looks like the same one but in a different location." So she wasn't sure if it kept magically popping up or if there were just a ton of them or if it kept duplicating itself or what.

Poltergeist, right. Brynn nodded as she had heard of him, read about him even, but hadn't the opportunity to run into him, which actually seemed like a good thing. "The Baron?" she gave a head tilt as she thought it over. "Oh, the Slytherins's ghost.. right?" Yes, she had heard/read about him too. Apparently he liked to keep the poltergeist in line? Good to know.

Benjy nodded. "Though also kinda of irrelevant all the time I'm at Hogwarts, unfortunately. I can't wait 'til I go home for the holidays though..." Oh yes, he'd definitely be taking advantage of being able to use magic at home. And he grinned as she wished him a happy birthday. "Thanks. You're the first to, y'know, actually say that to me today." He didn't mind that others didn't know, or had forgotten - it just made Brynn saying it feel that bit more special.

Benjy bit his lip. Of course Brynn wouldn't know why a letter from his Dad was unexpected. He'd hardly told anyone about his Dad. "He's been gone just over seven years," he replied to her question. "He died when I was nine." Her smile and kind words brought a small smile to his own lips, and he took the letter back out from his robes, lightly fingering the handwriting. "I want to...but don't at the same time. I've unknowingly waited seven years for this...what does an extra few minutes or hours make?" He tugged a little at the seal of the envelope, but still didn't open it yet. "I still miss him."

"Right, so incendio definitely doesn't work..." Benjy said, tapping his finger lightly on his chin. "And it pops up in different locations? It could just be a really mean prank. Some form of duplication spell... At least, I'd hope it was that, and not some sort of a curse." Benjy frowned. "I don't mind to sound well, rude or anything, but have you made an enemies recently? Any Slytherins that'd want to get back at you?" It was sounding more like some petty prank to him. One designed to frustrate. "May I ask why you want to destroy this parchment? I won't judge, promise. But it might hemp us work out why this thing keeps coming back."

She hadn't met all of the ghosts yet? "Yep, that's the chap. Not the friendliest, in my opinion, but he can deal with a poltergeist."

Brynn returned Benjy's nod. She got that one of the best parts of turning 17 wouldn't be realized for a little while as everyone was pretty much on even ground at school as far as performing magic was concerned. But it was still a super cool age being all grown up and everything. "Oh I am?" She grinned a little at this revelation. That made it kind of special to her personally, though she wasn't sure exactly why. "Does anyone else know?" Maybe he was the type to keep his birthday secret though she wouldn't know why. Birthdays were important and special.

The redhead's face fell noticeably as Benjy explained, though she could very much relate. "Oh, I'm really sorry," she said, wondering if it would be weird to give the older boy a hug or something. Not only was she sorry for his loss but somewhat sorry for bringing it up. "I understand though.. my daddy died too, when I was two." But wow.. what a gift he was given. She'd give anything to have such a letter from her own father which she was pretty sure didn't exist. Brynn bit her lip and nodded, trying to empathize with what Benjy was going through. "Well.. I can leave you alone if you want to read it.. I mean, if I got a letter like that, I don't think I could wait."

She turned slightly widened brown eyes on him as he tried to work out a solution for her little problem, nodding a bit here and there in agreement. "Curse..?" She raised her eyebrows at this, then her eyes widened even more and she shook her head as he said something about enemies. "No! I mean.. I don't think so." She tried to wrack her brain for anything that might even suggest that. Did she even know any Slytherins? Were they that mean? She bit her lip again as he asked her point blank about it. She figured she was in deep enough now and he seemed like he wouldn't laugh so she decided to just tell him. "Well.. it's this parchment that keeps making up lies about me.. and.. and it even caused this big fight with me and my best friend. Everyone believes these lies instead of me." She frowned and looked down at her shoes.

Benjy nodded in confirmation. All that rackett in the Common Room, and none of it was for him. At least, none that he knew about - which would mean someone had seriously failed in the planning if it was for him. Somehow, he highly doubted it though. "No idea, to be honest. I mean, I assume some do...my cousin for one...but I dunno, I'm not one for broadcasting it." He gave a bit of a shy smile at that, and a shrug. He had plenty of friends at Hogwarts, but no really close ones. "It's only another day really, isn't it?" he added, as a bit of an afterthought.

Benjy shook his head lightly. "Don't be," he started, though something else soon flickered across his face - understanding. Brynn had lost her Dad too? "I'm sorry for you too." He couldn't imagine losing his Dad so young. Nine was bad enough...but at least he had memories of him. "No, no. It's okay. As I said, I've waited so long already. Unless..." he hesitated. "Unless...you wanted to read it with me." Sure, Brynn was only young...but if she'd lost her Dad too, then she'd understand, right? Maybe even take comfort in it...depending on what the letter said, of course.

Her brown eyes caught him, and he tutted at himself. "Nononono, of course not. Who'd curse a firstie like you?" Even by Slytherin standards, that was a bit harsh. At least, something that complicated was. And then she described the thing a bit more, it clicked. Benjy gave an exaggerated roll of his eyes and shook his head. "Aparecium," he muttered with a scowl. "Wow, they've reached a new low...hitting on someone like you."

Benjy bent down, and gently lifted Brynn's chin so he could look at her straight on. "Believe me, Brynn, anyone worth knowing does not believe those lies. It's a worthless gossip rag that thrives on making people uncomfortable." He sighed. Sometimes it had some funny stuff in it...but many it was mindless gossip, and thus he barely gave the thing a second look nowadays. "I'm sorry that it made you have a fight with your best friend. Someone was probably just jealous." He gave her a small smile. "Just keep burning them. It's probably what they're best for." Certainly not reading, that was for sure.

There was no way she could've stayed there until the very end, she just went to check out the band, remember? And that's all she did. They were awesome, FYI, and she'll forever support those three -oops, sorry, were they four? she couldn't tell- band members.

Did she eat anything while she was there? Actually, this was the reason she was here. Lottie had sent a sort of flying memo for someone to meet her here. She would've sent Stella, but the kneazle wasn't staying with her at the moment, sooooo... flying memos, it is.

So, yes, high heels and everything, she took a seat by the window and waited for him. Two plates transfigured into boxes were next to her and two cups could be seen, one on top of the boxes and the other she was actually drinking from as her eyes scanned the grounds from the window.

Tag had been enjoying his time in the common room, yes, very nice and quite, that evening. Whoever knew that a loud kid would be appreciating some of the quiet he had had for himself? After trying to learn parts of a new song on his Lottie's guitar Tag received himself a little note from Lottie telling him to meet her just around the corner.

Without hesitation the blonde put his things away and headed out the common room, looked around the corridor a bit before he finally found her a ways off, sitting by a window. OMG DID SHE HAVE DINNER FOR HIM? That clearly wasn't important, but it was.

He quickly made his way over to her, took a seat beside her and ruffled her hair. "Hey, you look pretty today." Very pretty yes. Tag saw the heels as well, which made him raise his eyebrows. Please don't stand. Please don't. He'd feel like being back to 5'1'' if she did. "Is that for me?" He asked pointing at all the things she had with her.

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Tag had been enjoying his time in the common room, yes, very nice and quite, that evening. Whoever knew that a loud kid would be appreciating some of the quiet he had had for himself? After trying to learn parts of a new song on his Lottie's guitar Tag received himself a little note from Lottie telling him to meet her just around the corner.

Without hesitation the blonde put his things away and headed out the common room, looked around the corridor a bit before he finally found her a ways off, sitting by a window. OMG DID SHE HAVE DINNER FOR HIM? That clearly wasn't important, but it was.

He quickly made his way over to her, took a seat beside her and ruffled her hair. "Hey, you look pretty today." Very pretty yes. Tag saw the heels as well, which made him raise his eyebrows. Please don't stand. Please don't. He'd feel like being back to 5'1'' if she did. "Is that for me?" He asked pointing at all the things she had with her.

There he was!

Her eyes landed on him the moment he sat next to her and she smiled. No need to put her hair back in place -as usual- because it was done slightly messy. No harm done, then. His comment earned him an amused expression, "As opposed to....?" Seriously, though. She knows it's a compliment, but still.

And then, "No." The fifth year drank from her cup while keeping her eyes on him. "Technically, it's for us." Technicalities, you know those. But yes, part of what she'd brought was for him. It was rather difficult not to keep him in mind, you know?

NOW. Lottie put down her cup and handed the other one to Tag, "The lemonade is pink, but it's actually very good," so he should give it a try. Girly colors and all, yeah? She'd drink it if he didn't want it, it was okay. "I got us pizza," she said, taking the bigger box and holding it between them, "The smaller box has two cupcakes," and she'd taken out the decorations of those because LOL, no. "I'm sorry for the pepperoni in the pizza, I didn't make it I just took it, there's nothing I can do about it," heart-shaped pepperoni, you know? It was kinda ridiculous, but who cares, it was pizza anyway.

As opposed to? Always with the questions. Not always, but okay. "As opposed to not looking pretty? Which is impossible for you. If I may add." There was his answer to that. "Or would you rather I say 'I like your face'? Classic Tag compliment there!" Smiles back for her.

Tag wasn't one to share. Nope. Unless it was only food with Alec or Lottie or Penelope. Besides that Tag didn't share food. It wasn't his food though, like she said, it was theirs. "Its for us. Unless I finish it all before you." He nodded. That could happen. Don't under estimate him.

Then he was being passed the cup, "Pink lemonade, of course." He said taking a small sip of that. Couldn't it have been normal lemonade or some other color? No, it had to be pink. You know, Lottie didn't have to tell Tag what was in the box, he had eyes, and could easily tell what he they were having. Then.... MURDER! "What's happened to the cupcakes?! Who in their right state of mind did this monstrosity? Look at the frosting. Its destroyed! Destroyed!" Tag said, slightly overdramatic. Look at that frosting it had dents in it. Treat the cupcake with love, people. Then he stared at the pizza and shook his head. Seriously, the stuff could've been tone down yeah? Now the pizza looked girly. "Your's would've been better. But don't tell the elves that." The blonde said as he set his cup down and began to slowly eat away at the pizza.

"Thanks for bringing me some food." He smiled at his girlfriend.

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As opposed to? Always with the questions. Not always, but okay. "As opposed to not looking pretty? Which is impossible for you. If I may add." There was his answer to that. "Or would you rather I say 'I like your face'? Classic Tag compliment there!" Smiles back for her.

Tag wasn't one to share. Nope. Unless it was only food with Alec or Lottie or Penelope. Besides that Tag didn't share food. It wasn't his food though, like she said, it was theirs. "Its for us. Unless I finish it all before you." He nodded. That could happen. Don't under estimate him.

Then he was being passed the cup, "Pink lemonade, of course." He said taking a small sip of that. Couldn't it have been normal lemonade or some other color? No, it had to be pink. You know, Lottie didn't have to tell Tag what was in the box, he had eyes, and could easily tell what he they were having. Then.... MURDER! "What's happened to the cupcakes?! Who in their right state of mind did this monstrosity? Look at the frosting. Its destroyed! Destroyed!" Tag said, slightly overdramatic. Look at that frosting it had dents in it. Treat the cupcake with love, people. Then he stared at the pizza and shook his head. Seriously, the stuff could've been tone down yeah? Now the pizza looked girly. "Your's would've been better. But don't tell the elves that." The blonde said as he set his cup down and began to slowly eat away at the pizza.

"Thanks for bringing me some food." He smiled at his girlfriend.

Always with the questions, actually. No, she knew what he'd meant but she was actually looking for those next words. A smirk was in place, for sure. And after all the explaining, she simply leaned forward to kiss his cheek quickly. No answers were needed, were there? Nope.

Back to the food, though. Oi! No, that's not how it goeeees. It's for BOTH of them, so he ought not to finish it all on his own. HOWEVER, if he did, "I'll just end up going back to the Great Hall and getting more," she added a wink after her reply, "But I'd rather not," less time to spend with him if she did.

LOL! No, for real, she was laughing. Pink lemonade. "You know I actually like pink lemonade...," but she also likes pink/magenta, so it makes sense. Tag however... that was a different story. And then she was laughing even more! SERIOUSLY, the cupcakes didn't look as bad as he was describing them, yet it was possible to notice that something had been on top of the frosting if you looked close enough. Apparently, Tag was looking close enough. "I did it, actually. In my right state of mind. They had hearts, Tag. And while I may forgive the pizza for that, I wasn't planning on doing the same for cupcakes." This was all highly logical, can't you tell? "So my pizza is actually better?" She hadn't tried this one, but she soon took a slice for herself, BEFORE TAG COULD EAT EVERYTHING.

She smiled, "Anytime."

After all that talking all he got was a cheek kiss? Not that he was complaining or anything, but what if he had said something wrong you know? And then Lottie would get annoyed at him. Anyway, all was well. "Thank you."

She'd get them more food? Awesome. Maybe Tag should just eat faster. But then she wouldn't. The blonde put his free hand up, "Food is always welcomed. Always." Wink. "Well, I'd get us food then. But, there'll probably be none by the time I get back to you. So not sorry if that ever happens to you." He added with a smile. It wasn't his fault Gryffindors were a hungry bunch.

"Right. And I suddenly like pink lemonade as well." He said. Then laughter was happening. Uh-huh. Why was she laughing? Cause Tag was taking his cupcake care way too seriously? Remember when cupcakes were nearly wasted that one time? "All cupcakes need to be cherished in their full blossoming? Just, let them live their cupcakey life." Cupcake supporter. Whoops. "I take back all I said about these cupcakes." He didn't need Lottie looking at them badly. And obviously she had a right state of mind. Smart enough to take off the hearts. Cupcakes. They were kinda a foundation for the two teenagers. "I appreciate you taking off the hearts." It probably tasted better this way.

Was she really asking about her pizza? "Course it is. Best made from scratch pizza I've ever had. Much, much better." Maybe he was a little biased. The pizza's he tried to make in the past usually came out burnt. And he watched her take a bite out of her slice then asked her, "See? Yours is better, right?"

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After all that talking all he got was a cheek kiss? Not that he was complaining or anything, but what if he had said something wrong you know? And then Lottie would get annoyed at him. Anyway, all was well. "Thank you."

She'd get them more food? Awesome. Maybe Tag should just eat faster. But then she wouldn't. The blonde put his free hand up, "Food is always welcomed. Always." Wink. "Well, I'd get us food then. But, there'll probably be none by the time I get back to you. So not sorry if that ever happens to you." He added with a smile. It wasn't his fault Gryffindors were a hungry bunch.

"Right. And I suddenly like pink lemonade as well." He said. Then laughter was happening. Uh-huh. Why was she laughing? Cause Tag was taking his cupcake care way too seriously? Remember when cupcakes were nearly wasted that one time? "All cupcakes need to be cherished in their full blossoming? Just, let them live their cupcakey life." Cupcake supporter. Whoops. "I take back all I said about these cupcakes." He didn't need Lottie looking at them badly. And obviously she had a right state of mind. Smart enough to take off the hearts. Cupcakes. They were kinda a foundation for the two teenagers. "I appreciate you taking off the hearts." It probably tasted better this way.

Was she really asking about her pizza? "Course it is. Best made from scratch pizza I've ever had. Much, much better." Maybe he was a little biased. The pizza's he tried to make in the past usually came out burnt. And he watched her take a bite out of her slice then asked her, "See? Yours is better, right?"

If Tag had said something wrong, he'd know by now. Honestly. "Anytime." She smiled.

NO, NO, that's not what she'd meant! Juuuust in case, she added, "I meant getting more food for me," but yes, she knew food was always welcomed, same as chocolate when it came to Lex. Wow, just wow. Come on! She knew that was a possibility, yes, but the times Tag had gotten food for her, it had arrived intact. Fact. "It's so nice to know I can totally count on you." The Hogwartian laughed, softly. "Probably." Most important word there.

Both eyebrows raised. "Whyyy do you like pink lemonade now?" Hmmmm? Was it because she likes it? He didn't have to do that, you know? They didn't like the same things. Or didn't have to, anyway. Lottie likes him the way he is. Though, these comments she also liked, sooooo.... OH, MERLIN, what was this about cupcakes now? Was Tag even talking about these cupcakes?? She was definitely laughing, "I wasn't gonna eat them with the hearts, you know?" Yet she took another bite of the pizza with hearts. Go figure. "And they do taste good. I already had one while I listened to the band." Their second set or so. "You're welcome." Smile. For the 'taking off the hearts', you know.

Aaaaand, she was taking another slice as we speak, "No, mine is actually better, but this one is good too. If one overlooks the hearts." Reason ONE for her pizza being the best one. Making food was such a hassle, though.

Just for her? Well, that was a bit rude, wasn't it? A bit. What if her boyfriend were starving and she was refusing to give him food? That's mean. "For you only? Well, then, you're not getting any snacks from me any time soon. And I don't share my food. So consider this." Consider it wisely, Wisteria. Totally count on Tag for food, of course. "Of course you can. Besides, whenever I get us food, the entire plate is there in its entirety. So, I won't eat your food.... Maybe just steal it from you, not eat it though. Cause that's mean." He said with a smile at the end.

"Because you like it, of course." But, he didn't really like it. It was all right, but he preferred normal lemonade if he was being honest here. Of course. Of course there were hearts in the cupcakes. Tag glanced at one and then nodded, "I understand. I wouldn't have eaten them with the hearts as well. You should've covered up their murder or something. Take extra frosting from another cupcake and try to make it look as normal as possible." Mhm. But then that would ruin the frosting to cupcake proportions. Sadly enough. Then the band. "Were they enjoying themselves up there? Did everyone like them?" He simply asked her, out of curiosity.

"Oh, yes. Yours has that special 'Wisteria touch'." Whatever that meant. Mostly just it came from Lottie's own recipe. All pizza's are good though, no matter what they have on them." That was a fact.

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Just for her? Well, that was a bit rude, wasn't it? A bit. What if her boyfriend were starving and she was refusing to give him food? That's mean. "For you only? Well, then, you're not getting any snacks from me any time soon. And I don't share my food. So consider this." Consider it wisely, Wisteria. Totally count on Tag for food, of course. "Of course you can. Besides, whenever I get us food, the entire plate is there in its entirety. So, I won't eat your food.... Maybe just steal it from you, not eat it though. Cause that's mean." He said with a smile at the end.

"Because you like it, of course." But, he didn't really like it. It was all right, but he preferred normal lemonade if he was being honest here. Of course. Of course there were hearts in the cupcakes. Tag glanced at one and then nodded, "I understand. I wouldn't have eaten them with the hearts as well. You should've covered up their murder or something. Take extra frosting from another cupcake and try to make it look as normal as possible." Mhm. But then that would ruin the frosting to cupcake proportions. Sadly enough. Then the band. "Were they enjoying themselves up there? Did everyone like them?" He simply asked her, out of curiosity.

"Oh, yes. Yours has that special 'Wisteria touch'." Whatever that meant. Mostly just it came from Lottie's own recipe. All pizza's are good though, no matter what they have on them." That was a fact.

Yes, just for her. Just imagine having to go back to the Great Hall right now, and then come back AGAIN. All the seven floors. Then go back to her common room? Lottie charmed her shoes, you know, but that was no reason for exercising in them either. Be reasonable, Tag, and consider that. Either way, she smiled, "I do share mine." It was fairly obvious, since she could've taken all of this to the common room instead, but no, she wanted to share it with him. So technically, she didn't get food just for herself. And she was back to laughing, there was no way she could finish this slice if he kept on making her laugh (though he didn't intend to, surely), "Right, you steal it and then ask if you can eat it." And she ends up saying 'yes'.

Got it. She winked at him. "I won't make you suffer from having to drink pink lemonade again, don't worry." He wasn't suffering, but still, she was half joking. YES! SEE! THAT! He wouldn't have eaten the cupcakes either! Both eyebrows went up the moment he mentioned making the frosting look better, "A simple 'Thank you' is enough, you know?" There was a small chance that she won't bring any cupcakes to him next time something like this event happened.

As far as the band goeeees... she knew she should be careful with words... so she'll avoid certain ones. "They were! Everyone was. In regards to the music and the band, I mean, and they're amazing. Very talented. Vesper's voice is... a strong one, indeed." Who would've thought, right? It's always the quiet ones. "And Ascanius was Ascanius." BEAM. It meant something good to her, of course.

Wisteria touch. Quite literally, because she makes it from scratch. They should make pizza one day. Magic isn't needed, she learned how to make one the 'Muggle' way. "Thank you." For the little compliment. "And, yes, I agree. To an extent." She wasn't fond of fruits in pizza. Was Oakey?

Yes, she does share her food. Wasn't that just established? Or recently had been? Maybe it was just with the raspberries, when there's food involved Tag just kinda forgets about everything. "Exactly. But you do nothing at all to prevent from stealing your food. So, its not my problem, its yours." He said. See where he was going with this. "I will not be held responsible for your food getting stolen. You should take precautions when eating around me." Hadn't said anything like that in a while, hadn't he?!

"I'm not suffering from the pink lemonade, honest." He said with a small smile. Oh, but then Lottie was going for her subtle sarcasm, or so that's what Tag thought it was. Not that he minded it. "Thank you for bringing me cupcakes, without the annoying hearts on them." Happy, Wisteria?

And there was a lot of nodding when Lottie started speaking of the band. Due to her reaction from Tag's question it seemed like she had enjoyed them fairly well. "Seems like most enjoyed them. Were there any original songs?" He asked. As well, Ascanius was Ascanius, that pretty much said everything.

"You're welcome!" Oh, then curiosity hit Tag. But then again, when didn't it? Heh. (or Lex) "What's this extent you speak of? Also, we should go to the kitchens one day and try to make your pizza. If we do, I'm not sorry for burning it." Mhm. Just a heads up.

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Yes, she does share her food. Wasn't that just established? Or recently had been? Maybe it was just with the raspberries, when there's food involved Tag just kinda forgets about everything. "Exactly. But you do nothing at all to prevent from stealing your food. So, its not my problem, its yours." He said. See where he was going with this. "I will not be held responsible for your food getting stolen. You should take precautions when eating around me." Hadn't said anything like that in a while, hadn't he?!

"I'm not suffering from the pink lemonade, honest." He said with a small smile. Oh, but then Lottie was going for her subtle sarcasm, or so that's what Tag thought it was. Not that he minded it. "Thank you for bringing me cupcakes, without the annoying hearts on them." Happy, Wisteria?

And there was a lot of nodding when Lottie started speaking of the band. Due to her reaction from Tag's question it seemed like she had enjoyed them fairly well. "Seems like most enjoyed them. Were there any original songs?" He asked. As well, Ascanius was Ascanius, that pretty much said everything.

"You're welcome!" Oh, then curiosity hit Tag. But then again, when didn't it? Heh. (or Lex) "What's this extent you speak of? Also, we should go to the kitchens one day and try to make your pizza. If we do, I'm not sorry for burning it." Mhm. Just a heads up.

Regardless of how much sense his words made (a lot of sense, by the way), she was finding the whole thing amusing. How exactly had this become a problem? Surely a problem for him. "It's not even a problem." A wink was added to that, and she took another bite of her pizza. He should eat more, otherwise she'd end up eating the whole thing instead. Oh, he will not be held responsible? LOL! The Tag she's always known. Lottie smirked. "I will not be held responsible for yours either." And then she took a pepperoni out of his pizza and ate it. Why not, right?

The smirk soon vanished and a smile was left in place, "I believe you." She still prefers pink lemonade over regular one. If it's drinks we speak of, though, then the ones she makes with Lex are obviously the best ones. THERE YOU GO! Instead of telling her what it was she should've done, thanking her is more than enough. Actually, it was enough. And she'll keep on bringing him cupcakes or whatever. No need to worry, Tag Kildare. The Hogwartian kissed his cheek quickly, "You're welcome."

BEAMING, again. "I did. And I'm pretty sure everyone else did too. They were a success," and considering this had been a prefect-planned event... she didn't know whether the band was asked to join or if they had volunteered. Doesn't matter, because they were awesome. "Covers." Nod, nod. She had something to add, but pizza came first. "I think you'd find it interesting to know that I wasn't my usual fangirling self. Not that I consider myself one, but still." Interesting indeed.

And the extent? "There are certain ingredients I wouldn't like on a pizza, so I wouldn't say that ALL pizza is good. At least not for me." Ingredients mattered, yo! A LOT. Anyway, she laughed. "You wouldn't burn it if I'm there." Or if the elves are there. Just saying.

So him taking away her food was not a problem for her? Hmm. Suspicious. Tag would be clearly upset if someone took his food. Then Tag gave her a curious look when she said his thing. No one else could say it. Really. "Why won't you be held responsible for my food getting stolen?" *GASP* She took a pepperoni. What was this injustice? "That's my dinner you're eating there." You don't just bring someone food for them and then eat it. Just to show her Tag then took out a huge chunk of Lottie's cupcake, and drank almost more than half of Lottie's pink lemonade. Then winked at her. "Not responsible."

Yes, no, he's not a fan of any girly colors. Especially in drink form. "As you should. Pink. Lemonade. Pink lemonade." Tag said shuddering slightly. The kiss was appreciated, just like any other time, so the blonde boy simply gave her a quick nod. She'd know what he meant by it.

Successes were always good. Especially when it was a first time thing and as big as this. "That's good. Nice to hear that they were well liked." Mhm. Hogwarts was a tough crowd to impress sometimes. It was probably the fact that it wasn't a 'school band' but a band of friends that made this stand out more. So, "Lotus, have you just admitted you're a fangirl?" Tag asked, with a slight smirk playing on his lips. "But your usual fangirl comes out when I play for you. So, of course it'd be normal fangirling this time, at the event." Was there even a thing as 'normal fangirling'? Probably not.

"What ingredients are these?" Curiosity again. Clearly Lottie underestimated Tag's bad cooking skills. "No, no no no, I'd still burn it. Even if you were watching over my shoulder. That's how bad I am at cooking!" He said with a smile.

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So him taking away her food was not a problem for her? Hmm. Suspicious. Tag would be clearly upset if someone took his food. Then Tag gave her a curious look when she said his thing. No one else could say it. Really. "Why won't you be held responsible for my food getting stolen?" *GASP* She took a pepperoni. What was this injustice? "That's my dinner you're eating there." You don't just bring someone food for them and then eat it. Just to show her Tag then took out a huge chunk of Lottie's cupcake, and drank almost more than half of Lottie's pink lemonade. Then winked at her. "Not responsible."

Yes, no, he's not a fan of any girly colors. Especially in drink form. "As you should. Pink. Lemonade. Pink lemonade." Tag said shuddering slightly. The kiss was appreciated, just like any other time, so the blonde boy simply gave her a quick nod. She'd know what he meant by it.

Successes were always good. Especially when it was a first time thing and as big as this. "That's good. Nice to hear that they were well liked." Mhm. Hogwarts was a tough crowd to impress sometimes. It was probably the fact that it wasn't a 'school band' but a band of friends that made this stand out more. So, "Lotus, have you just admitted you're a fangirl?" Tag asked, with a slight smirk playing on his lips. "But your usual fangirl comes out when I play for you. So, of course it'd be normal fangirling this time, at the event." Was there even a thing as 'normal fangirling'? Probably not.

"What ingredients are these?" Curiosity again. Clearly Lottie underestimated Tag's bad cooking skills. "No, no no no, I'd still burn it. Even if you were watching over my shoulder. That's how bad I am at cooking!" He said with a smile.

Well, no, it was different, she'd probably mind if someone she didn't like took food from her plate. But then they'd have to be close to her and... see why they wouldn't take the food? Exactly. Technically, it wasn't a problem. Didn't her actions answer his question, though? Still smirking over here. UNTIL HE TOOK HER CUPCAKE AND...

... O_O

"That was my cupcake."

No kidding. Did she mind yet? Did she??

Yes, she knows, got it. And she also knows about pink, Tag. Lemonade was okay, PINK lemonade was not. We got this. Made her smile, though, so all good.

OH! But it was very nice! Very nice to hear indeed! He should've gone, just to hear a song, though Jeremiah was quite a company to have. QUITE. Quiet as well, poor boy. Is it a Durmstrang standard of sorts? Either way, he was equally amusing and she liked him. But wait! Her name was being mentioned like that and she couldn't help but hear the tone in his voice and eyeing the smirk that surfaced. Why, of course, she laughed. "I said no such thing!" Though it was implied, and she had just realized it was. There was no real fangirling. Sooooo, "Maybe it's just with you." And Lenny. And Robbie. "Either way, I thought you should know." Give his mind some rest.

Well, "Fruits are out of the question for sure. Though I could have pizza and then raspberries for dessert." Separates work. Or with pink lemonade... or whatever was LEFT of hers. "Come on, you can't be that bad with supervision." Unsupervised, YES, but otherwise... no.

Tag was laughing so hard at her reaction. Clearly this was payback and it was sweet. Literally. He just continued to smile at her, a slightly amused expression etched onto this face. Yes, it was her cupcake. Good thing that had been established after Tag had ate almost most of it. "We're rather good at wasting cupcakes, aren't we?" Remember those precious red velvet cupcakes they'd wasted on her birthday?

"I'll get you some more cupcakes later." She must've known what he meant. She was intelligent. Yep.

"Really, you said no such thing? You didn't say you have fangirl tendencies? '"I think you'd find it interesting to know that I wasn't my usual fangirling self'" You weren't your usual fangirl self. But you were acting like a fangirl." Point proved right there. Lotus admitted she was a fangirl.Thank you for telling me on your fangirling ways?" Was it that important? No. But clearly Lottie told him so because she felt like it was something that needed to be said.

They were talking about pizza here, Lottie. Not pizza and dessert. But, of course raspberries would be mentioned. "Let's just stick with pepperoni?" Yes? Simple enough. "I'm a terrible cook. Simple enough. Don't let me near a stove and fire. Cause I will burn something." He said, concluding with a smile.

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Tag was laughing so hard at her reaction. Clearly this was payback and it was sweet. Literally. He just continued to smile at her, a slightly amused expression etched onto this face. Yes, it was her cupcake. Good thing that had been established after Tag had ate almost most of it. "We're rather good at wasting cupcakes, aren't we?" Remember those precious red velvet cupcakes they'd wasted on her birthday?

"I'll get you some more cupcakes later." She must've known what he meant. She was intelligent. Yep.

"Really, you said no such thing? You didn't say you have fangirl tendencies? '"I think you'd find it interesting to know that I wasn't my usual fangirling self'" You weren't your usual fangirl self. But you were acting like a fangirl." Point proved right there. Lotus admitted she was a fangirl.Thank you for telling me on your fangirling ways?" Was it that important? No. But clearly Lottie told him so because she felt like it was something that needed to be said.

They were talking about pizza here, Lottie. Not pizza and dessert. But, of course raspberries would be mentioned. "Let's just stick with pepperoni?" Yes? Simple enough. "I'm a terrible cook. Simple enough. Don't let me near a stove and fire. Cause I will burn something." He said, concluding with a smile.

Lesson learned, we got it. She still didn't mind much, but that had been her cupcake, and he certainly had a knack for taking those. Remember that time with a Caterina-cupcake? Exactly. Lottie always shared, though, particularly whenever he came to her with ONE cupcake. She shared because she wanted to, there was a difference. Half a cupcake wasn't just taken away. Like now. Since there was noooo oooone to blaaame...

...there was no one to share the food with, right? Which meant she could take the cupcake originally thought for him, but she wouldn't do that. Not after those memories. "You are." He had started that.

Eyes narrowing at his words, and a small smirk in place. Right, more cupcakes later.

Nooo, she didn't say that! Or that's not what she'd meant, then. "Correction." But pizza first. "I did say I wasn't my usual fangirling self... but I meant that I wasn't really fangirling at all?" Does that make sense? That didn't tackle the fact that she may have agreed to being a fangirl, did it? Just with her boyfriend, Robbie and Lenny, yeah? She failed to disagree with his words, after all, sooo... perhaps she was actually agreeing. There was no denying the obvious. "You're welcome." Mmmhmm.

"Sounds perfect to me." She beamed. The only favorite she was keen on accepting: pepperoni pizza. And Tag knew. "But then how are we supposed to make pizza? You'll just leave the actual cooking to me?" He'll just take part of the pizza-making until all ingredients are placed on it. Then Lottie takes over?

Stealing or wasting her cupcakes. That was something Tag was rather good at, yeah? But then the blonde boy looked at his cupcake and then his girlfriend's cupcake which was half eaten, and felt slightly bad, slightly. So, first off, he passed her his uneaten cupcake and then quickly kissed her cheek. "For you. You deserve a fully formed cupcake. Because I ate more than half of yours." See how thoughtful he was? Heh. Anyway, let's not let this pizza go to waste and he took a nice bite out of his own.

"Thank you. Cupcake stealer is a title I will gladly wear." Pretty much talking nonsense over here.

Tag just smiled at her though, see she knew.

Not fangirling at all? Well, that was... "Doesn't that mean you're supposed to be or are acting excited? Sooooo...." The fangirling that is. Whoever would've thought Lotus Wisteria would be welcoming Tag for her telling him her fangirl ways? Lotus Wisteria, of all people. ( Wonder where she got it from? ). So Tag simply nodded at her 'welcome'.

Pepperoni. So that would be their pizza of choice for them? "Let's see, we stick with pepperoni, raspberries, cupcakes- preferably red velvet, fizzing whizbees and lemon drops, and raspberry smoothie. I mean in terms of food we'll usually have together." He said. It was a random thought, but nice all the same. "No, no. You can make the dough? But I can spread the tomato sauce and the cheese and any other ingredients. You should deal with the time management and not letting it burn and all that jazz. Sounds like a deal?" That way they could both take part in making the pizza.