The Tower Patch
 

For Professor Flamsteed
 

Samantha had made her way to the Tower Patch. Her eyes cast themselves towards a wooden bench which she sat down upon. She had in her hand a mini comic book which she drew herself. It showed Professor Flamsteed exploring aspects of the universe. It was what she had heard muggles call a "Sci-Fi" comic. She wasn't sure if he even frequent this part of the tower but she was willing to take the chance. The comic was like a muggle comic meaning the images weren't moving but Sam had a surprise in store.

Samantha looked up and saw Professor Flamsteed. Immediately, she got up from the bench and quickly walked over to him. "I made you a comic book. It shows you exploring aspects of the vast universe. Oh, hang on." she tapped the comic with her wand and the once stationary pictures began to move. One of the comic panels showed the teacher in a spacesuit bouncing on the moon's surface.

She held the comic out for him to accept. "I hope you enjoy it."

Samantha blushed and smiled. "Well, I would like to have a career that is related to artwork. I was thinking maybe illustrator of books especially children's books or maybe a freelance portrait artist. I like being creative and I like to entertain people and make them happy."

For Emmylou <3.
 

Kace finally managed to find a great place to have a picnic date with his girlfriend. He noticed they had tables and chairs to seat and eat on. He heard the nice waterfall and the plants were gorgeous. He noticed the professor was here but he was sure they wouldn't bother him. He owled Emmy to be here around 2pm but he was here 15 minutes early just to be prepared. He put the blanket down and got his basket all set up. He even got a stereo incase Emmy wanted to hear some country music. Now all he was waiting for was his beautiful girl to show up.

Samantha smiled more and more as Professor Flamsteed spoke. The idea of possible seminars and a summer internship seem like really good ideas to assist her to have the career she desired. "I really appreciate your advice, Professor and I'll look into those options for sure. I'd better go. I'll see you later." Samantha then turned on her heel and departed, her head full of ideas.

aaaaaand end scene <3
 

Justine had decided to come up to the garden patch for a bit of much needed quiet and space, something the Common Room, with it's jumpy first years and assortment of snogging teens could not afford her. Sitting herself down on the edge of the fountain, Justine wrapped her hair up in a knot at the back of her head and opened her notebook to a random page and doodled, allowing her somewhat busy mind to relax as she mindlessly drew (she wasn't very good, but she didn't care).

It wasn't that Justine disliked crowds or anything, she didn't have much of a problem with them at all, in fact Justine usually loved the energy being around many people produced, but lately she'd been feeling the need to sit alone, or at least quietly and do nothing. Perhaps she was just tired of all the pretending the Ravenclaw girl had been doing of late. It was getting bothersome, and she was wondering if she might just take Jessica's advice and drop it.

Finally, a break.

The boy had planned on going to his dorm and nap, but he knew proper sleep wouldn't really happen that night. It hasn't been happening since the breakup but he was managing. After patrolling the grounds and some of the floors, Jun found himself at the tower patch. Professor Loo's tower patch. He couldn't remember the last time he actually stepped foot in here. Must've been in his first few years at school. More like three years ago. His dark eyes wandered from side to side, trying to find something interesting to do or just relax at. Jun swore he noticed someone he knew but kept walking. Fixing his beanie, zipping up his hoodie more and stuffing his hand into the pockets of his leather jacket, the head boy started quietly singing to himself. But then he realized something. Or someone.

Stepping back a few steps, a smile crept onto his face and quietly made his way towards the figure. Still singing lowly, Jun sat down next to Justine. "Needed to get out of the stuffy common room!" he asked her. Anyone in their right mind did. The new transfers this year were just ridiculous and Jun wondered why they couldn't just arrive after he had already graduated. He really didn't like dealing with them, especially a certain blue eyed one. Jun was forever grateful to Kitridge for not making them his mentee partner.

For Junny. ^_^
 

Unlike her housemate, Justine had not been so lost in her thoughts as to not notice him, but she hadn't spoken up as she was rather interested to see how long it would take the Head Boy to notice her presence. The Canadian smirked to herself as the boy walked right by her, whilst singing aloud, seemingly oblivious. Ether he had a lot on his mind or he wasn't very perceptive. Still smirking, Justine turned her attention back to the now nearly filled notebook page, and doodled more, even as she became aware of Jun stepping back towards her.

She only looked up from the drawing when he sat beside her, Justine lightly smiled in greeting, and laid her ink pen (she hated quills, used them only in class) unto the book page, her attention turned to him. "Yes!" Justine said with a hint of relief in her voice, she pleased to see she wasn't the only one finding fault with the loud and rambunctious nature of the Ravenclaw Common Room. "It's practically a mad 'ouse, I couldn't 'ear myself zink." She added, with a somewhat exasperated smile.

It was a bit colder in the tower patch than she'd expected, but considering they were rather high up it wasn't all that unusual; nevertheless, her outfit choice hadn't been the best, the knee length boots were helpful, but she'd paired them with a pleated skirt and a cream colored v-neck sweater, and neither were doing a very good job of keeping her warm. "Do you mind if I make a little fire?" Justine asked, though it was more of nicety than a real question as the girl didn't wait, but brought out a small jar and conjured a green flame to rest within it, pleasantly warming the area she and Jun shared.

Lulz Junny XD
 

Chuckling, Jun nodded and agreed with her. It was as if most of the new transfers had some weird tick on them that just made them all jumpy. The girls being super dramatic and whatnot. The boys, well, they were just to themselves. Or the couple that never seem to separate from each other. Talk about clingy. "Thankfully I don't spend too much time in there. It's either out on the grounds or straight to my dorm," The boy didn't want to spend time in there anyway. Or maybe when everyone was asleep and he stood up to sit by the fire. That was the only time.

He nodded again and watched as Justine lit a fire in front of them. Was it that cold outside? Jun certainly hadn't noticed. Taking his leather jacket off, he draped it over the girl's shoulders and smiles. No need to have her freeze out here. Not yet at least. He just pulled up his hood up over his head. Jun had been thinking about it and didn't even know if Justine was a proper friend. Sure they've hung out and flirted a bit but was it a proper friendship now? "What were you drawing?"

"Really? I don't alvays mind it, but lately I've been needing quiet... " Justine said, itching distractedly at her chin. She wasn't sure what was up with her lately, but ever since the beginning of term she'd been in a weird mood, she was always bored or annoyed or a mixture of the two, even her favorite classes - like Astronomy - had failed to excite her as they used to. The worst of it was that she had no idea what was causing it. Fortunately, she had managed to find a distraction or two to help her with all the unpleasant feelings; one of them sitting next to her.

Justine gave the boy a look as he put his leather jacket on her shoulders, a surprisingly sweet move she hadn't been expecting and wasn't sure how exactly to react to. "Zanks, Pretty Boy," She said, choosing to make a joke of it. At his question, Justine looked down at her notebook. "Just some random zings... I'm no Picasso, I'm afraid," She joked, lifting away the pen to show a decent, cartoonish drawing of a striped kitten, a wand, some random words, and shapes, and her own name.

He knew that feeling oh too well. His moods have been up and down since the start of term and potions were barely helping anymore. He had tried to find other distractions but sometimes he just ended up cooped in his trunk for who knows how long. Or he wandered the grounds for HOURS until Jun felt completely tired out and just grabbed something small to eat before heading straight to bed. Oh, and patrols also helped; if he didn't run into certain people. "I know how you feel. I usually just wander around the grounds most of the time before I have a patrol and then bed," Nothing better to do then. And Jun usually had his homework done already too.

Chuckling, he nodded. "You're welcome. I assumed that your sweater wasn't enough to keep you warm out here," Though he might start to get sick but oh well. He'll just work on more potions later. That was also another distraction of his. Considering he wanted to be a potioneer after graduating if the trainee program didn't work or changed his mind. "That's alright, I'm not one either. I mainly cook, sing, dance, and make potions. Drawing was never in my list of talents," Nope.

Justine could’ve laughed, she been doing the same thing, wandering around the school after hours, trying to quiet her newly restless mind by spending as much time exploring the grounds and the secret, quiet spots of the school as she possibly could. It didn’t really work, but at least she was getting some exercise. “Jun, I’ve been doing the same exact zing… Ve must ‘ave zee same disease.” Justine lightly joked. And Connor too, perhaps it was an epidemic like the aging thing again... Or they all had senioritis, yeah that was the more likely answer.

“Alvays so considerate, now I see vhy Lux calls you nice,” Justine teased, her hand playing with the material of his leather jacket, enjoying the supple texture. Somehow, the luxurious feeling of the garment reminded her of Jun’s hair and she was suddenly bombarded with a flashback to their time in the empty classroom a few days ago… Merlin, that had beennice. She bit her lip, but shook herself slightly out of it as the eagle spoke again. “You do all zat? It’s not fair, you ‘ave too many talents…. “ - Pause. - “I liked your singing.”

He laughed and cringed a bit. It reminded him of that forsaken diseases that got to them two terms ago. Talk about trauma. Jun didn't want to touch anyone that summer after. He felt like it was still too risky to even be near someone. It still rattled in his head sometimes how he got infected. But he knew it was definitely from a girl. "We must if we're also thinking alike. Though, I've usually snuck out and apparted to other places for a bit," Like back home or to Addi's. That's where Jun spent some of his night. Like on Halloween. That was a fun night he could go back to.

Lux and her have spoken about him??

"Lux and you have talked about me? I hope they were good things," Though Lux was one of the few people Jun didn't mind talking to or didn't annoy him. Maybe a bit at first when they met but after that, not even the slightest. "I can be nice, if someone doesn't annoy me. But that seems so easy to do nowadays," He shrugged. Jun even talked to Kitridge about his recent problems and it was a rare sight. He didn't even talk about his feelings with Connor. It made him feels weird. And now he laughed. "That's too many? It's rarely anything compare to what other people can do," Which was somewhat true. Jun only got into all those things to help him cope with the trauma he had as a child. Even now, ten to eleven years later, the seventeen year old boy still wasn't over his fear. "You did? I haven't gotten much practice lately,"

Justine nodded, her lips curved into something that was too ironic to really be a smile. It was nice to see she wasn’t the only one itching for the outside world these days, or fighting against the seeming pointlessness of the school year. Misery loved company after all. It seemed to her like Jun had it worst though, because even as impassive an enigmatic as the boy was, Justine could see something slightly broken about the clever boy. She laughed lightly. “I do that too... But I haven’t gone much lately…. “ ‘Cept for her recent escapade with Connor, and the last minute visit to Bolton at the beginning of term.

Grin.

“Just a little…. Oh, of course not,” There was just the lightest implication in her voice: the lightest hint that the exact opposite was true. The truth was Lux had said only said a thing or two, but they’d been perfectly sweet, about how Jun was much nicer than he believed, a fact Justine easily believed. “Why I mean, why lately?” She asked, tucking back a strand of her hair that had come undone

“Not even, most people… Normal, polite people, have one or two talents,” Justine said, her grin eyes flashing with amusement. Merlin knew their weren’t many people so well rounded, the boy must be pretty dedicated to be good at all that. She smiled up at him, not her usual half smile, but a proper one. “Yeah, you have a good voice, Timberlake…. “ She lightly teased, referencing the muggle popstar, something she found appropriate considering his boy band dreams.

He nodded. "I've visited my friend Addi for Halloween. She's usually the first person I go to outside, but she's been busy lately," With all her quidditch and uni stuff. Since that, Jun's actually been going home to visit friends to get away. Being of age made the boy's life way easier and he was forever grateful for it. "We should head somewhere one day. Just to get away,"

"Lux only says good things about me. She's one of the few," Along with Sophie. But Jun didn't really pay much attention to it all. Or to anything really. He tried to avoid the drama but it seemed to follow him everywhere anyway. "Besides the new kids that are irritating, most likely my disorder getting out of hand, again. Same thing happened around the same time last term," And it was horrible. Jun did not want to feel like that again. Ever. He's already lost two friends because of it. Even the girl he was dating. But talking to Kitridge helped a bit. Better than nothing.

Snorting, Jun shrugged at the comment. "I've been singing since I was six, I think. Dad thought it'd help with the trauma of almost drowning. So dancing was also included in there," Just like his dad. But the cooking was from his parents being away so much, he had to find a way to survive. "Do you have a talent? Besides the accents?" Grin.

"What did you do? Scare kids, teepee houses?" Justine joked, It was what she would have done, along with getting candy of course (which to a sweet tooth like her, was the most important bit) "We should, I had fun the last time we went... Though, i had fun when we got back, too." She smirked, her green eyes lighting up mischievously. Justine couldn't help herself, there was something about Jun that made it impossible for the girl to behave properly around him.

Justine chuckled, tucking away the notebook into her satchel purse. "I think she only says good things about everyone. I've never met anyone so nice and innocent." If Justine were honest, it had been a little off-putting at first. Mostly because Justine had no idea how to properly accept such sweetness. "Yeah, the younger kids are- " she had definitely missed something important in that last part of the sentence. "You have a disorder?" That might have been rude, she hadn't meant it like that, she'd meant to be sensitive.

To the girl who lied about almost everything and kept all things to herself, Jun's casual mentions of his drowning and his disorder were completely foreign. Did he trust everyone so easily? No, no she could see that he didn't, Jun didn't seem like the kind to let people in easily, yet here he was; telling Justine these very private sounding things... Justine wasn't sure how to feel about that. How did she even reply to it? "Did it help? The dancing and singing?" She asked, her eyes studying him as if he were a particularly hard puzzle.

Hahaha, oh so he had jokes, huh? Very funny Mr. Kim, one point for you. "You must admit, I am rather convincing.... Hm, I play piano, though, I haven't played much since coming here. I act, I'm a very quick reader... I model, I'm good at making things up on the fly... Basically I'm a talented liar." Smirk, Bolton would have said too talented.

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Even though the term was almost over, Hugo hadn't been in this rooftop near the Astronomy classroom, neither he had noticed it. The now twelve-year old was enjoying some pudding he had taken from the kitchen. Thank you house elves!

Hugo sat down near the fountain and looked around for someone but it seemed he was alone. He continued on eating his pudding and started to think important things, like what would have happened if he had gone to Drumstrang instead of Hogwarts or why older students were so emotional about leaving Hogwarts. Well, actually they should be sad about it because now they had to work and that was boring, but he had nothing to worry about that, he was a free and happy first year.