Sabel spared the woman a small smile. "Close."

Taking up the offer of more food, he plucked up one of the fries and chewed on it thoughtfully as he waited for her second guess. A to-do list. That probably wasn't a horrible idea.

"Hmm..." Not to be defeated, Morrigan took a giant forkful of ice cream from the funnel cake and ate it. "Is it Young Adult something? You can give hints."

Since she'd said he couldn't tell her, it was obvious she was making the rules.

"Nope." He plopped another fry into his mouth and folded his forearms across the table. A slightly more prominent smile had hold. He forgot how much fun simple games could be, even with a total stranger. "Hints....alright. You're getting the 'A' wrong."

"Aurors, then. Young Aurors... Training Intern?" Did that make sense? A Young Aurors Training Intern Auror Trainee? It sounded awfully repetitive, which made her doubt that was the answer.

"Year-long Auror Training Initiative? You do know it sounds like 'yeti', right?"

Letting out a short bark of laughter, Sabel nodded. "Oh I'm very well aware of that. Still not sure if that was intentional or not."

Giving a slight shrug of his shoulders he picked out two more fries. "The program is longer than a year. And it's not an internship. You had it right before. Or mostly right."

Harley chortled about his insistence that the pair lived in the same world. Sometimes she was certain that they did not. Like right now, with all of that sugar all over his face. Really, he ate like a four year old and she was just supposed to stand by and watch him do it?

She expected some kind of response from him immediately at her laugh, defending himself, anything. Nothing came and he had a dazed look in his eye... what was he thinking about? On second thought Harley did not want to know what he was thinking. For she feared if she did... he might just earn a hard slap across his stupid grinning face.

But she felt a knife go through her side when he answered her remark about him turning off emotionally. How could someone be so nonchalant about being emotionally unavailable? Harley was only that way because once she found Gabriel she was moving back to her old life in the Muggle World. No reason to get attached. But Ryoma... that was kind of sad.

"I think it's more sad than anything else. Ryoma... you can't, you just can't shut people out. Love is a wonderful thing."

"Young Aurors Task Initiative?" All that rote recall of facts from university was coming in handy now. She was kind of glad that her department had straightforward job names. Specialist Officer. That's it. Cut, dried, done.

"I can tell people I met a Canadian YATI. See if anyone believes me. Can I take pictures of your footprints with a blurry camera?" She grinned at him.

"Youth Aurors Training Initiative." If they kept up the guessing game it was likely that her food would get nice and cold. And given the trouble she had gone through to order and carry it, that option didn't seem the best.

His grin widened at her suggestion and he nodded a little. "If you would like. Might have to wait till it rains though." He tilted his head a little in consideration. "I could dress up in a big, fuzzy suit too."

"See, you're kidding about that," Morrigan tore off a piece of pizza, "but I'm totally serious."

As she bit into the pizza, she gave him a wink to let him know she was kidding. Though, if he did dress up in a fuzzy suit and lumber around she would totally go with it and laugh her head off.

"Oh, I can totally tell." Sabel returned her amused smile before taking one last french fry. Then it was back to hands in the pockets and a silent gaze about their surroundings.

"So, when did you leave Canada?"

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Harley chortled about his insistence that the pair lived in the same world. Sometimes she was certain that they did not. Like right now, with all of that sugar all over his face. Really, he ate like a four year old and she was just supposed to stand by and watch him do it?

She expected some kind of response from him immediately at her laugh, defending himself, anything. Nothing came and he had a dazed look in his eye... what was he thinking about? On second thought Harley did not want to know what he was thinking. For she feared if she did... he might just earn a hard slap across his stupid grinning face.

But she felt a knife go through her side when he answered her remark about him turning off emotionally. How could someone be so nonchalant about being emotionally unavailable? Harley was only that way because once she found Gabriel she was moving back to her old life in the Muggle World. No reason to get attached. But Ryoma... that was kind of sad.

"I think it's more sad than anything else. Ryoma... you can't, you just can't shut people out. Love is a wonderful thing."

"Sad? I'll tell you what's sad," Ryoma said as he stuffed the remaining bits of cotton candy in his mouth - nearly tearing off some of the paper pipe as he did. "What's sad is a six year old boy seeing his mother collapse for no reason, being rushed to the hospital, holding onto his mother's hand while she calls out for the one person who can probably save her only to find that he NEVER comes." Not until it was too late anyway.

He chewed violently on his remaining cotton candy and had to spit out some paper he almost swallowed.

"Love? Don't make me laugh. It was was that wonderful then people wouldn't be willing to let those they supposedly love DIE."

"I didn't." She subtly nudged more food his way. Merlin, he was kind of stringy to be a YATI, wasn't he?

"I did all my schooling in Canada, and I still technically live there. I mean, why not, right? All my family's there and I can just apparate at the end of the day. Did you leave?" It was sounding like he had. And she'd heard BC was such a people-magnet, too.

Harley stood with her mouth agape. Did that seriously just happen? In the few short months of her employment she had never seen him act in such a... enthusiastic way. Had she seriously misjudged him? Probably not, but still it made her see him as more than just a self-loving jerk; he was now a self-loving jerk who loved his mother. That was definitely an improvement upon the first thing.

Realizing her mouth was still open Harley closed it and started to fumble through her next sentence, "R-ryoma. You can't, I mean, you mustn't think that this was your father's fault. Life happens and things are often more complicated than you think. Trust me, I know. But to give up on love, especially after the way you spoke about your mother who I'm sure loved you deeply, is sad."

She searched for the right words in her next statement, "Love is like oxygen! Love is a many splendored thing. Love lifts us up where we belong. All you need is love!"

Suddenly she felt like she had just said something from a bad eighties movie, but whatever it took to snap him out of his ridiculous hang up on love being a let down.

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Harley stood with her mouth agape. Did that seriously just happen? In the few short months of her employment she had never seen him act in such a... enthusiastic way. Had she seriously misjudged him? Probably not, but still it made her see him as more than just a self-loving jerk; he was now a self-loving jerk who loved his mother. That was definitely an improvement upon the first thing.

Realizing her mouth was still open Harley closed it and started to fumble through her next sentence, "R-ryoma. You can't, I mean, you mustn't think that this was your father's fault. Life happens and things are often more complicated than you think. Trust me, I know. But to give up on love, especially after the way you spoke about your mother who I'm sure loved you deeply, is sad."

She searched for the right words in her next statement, "Love is like oxygen! Love is a many splendored thing. Love lifts us up where we belong. All you need is love!"

Suddenly she felt like she had just said something from a bad eighties movie, but whatever it took to snap him out of his ridiculous hang up on love being a let down.

"When your father is known as the best Healer in the country and then he just goes missing right after your mother passes...it is hard not to blame him," Ryoma spat. His cotton candy wasn't tasting as delicious as it had about five minutes ago.

Yep, his father had just packed up a few of his things and left for what seemed like an eternity. Ryoma's grandparents had taken care of him and his five older sisters while his father went, well, doing whatever it was that he had done during that time.

Then, Ryoma merely look at Harley and chocked a bit as he tried to suppress his laughter. "What loony pot thought that up?" He covered his mouth with his one hand in a lame attempt to not laugh too much. "Yeah, well, good luck finding a Prince Charming to sweep you off your feet with a trail of rose petals blowing behind him."

Yeah, he was pretty much giving up on turning this outing into a possible date.

Harley felt bad for Ryoma. He had so much hate for his father that it could only lead to something destructive. No matter what his father had done and meant by leaving Ryoma's mother before she passed, Harley knew that he did not intend to his wife to die. She knew it in every fiber of her being. People in love did not try to kill their spouse! How damaged was Ryoma that his only reality was one where his mother died because of his father's negligence.

She tried to reach out to him again with her words, "Ryoma your father loved your mother or he would not have married her. No one who loves their partner purposefully tries to kill them. Think about it! And Ryoma haven't you ever thought that if you feel this way your father must feel a hundred times as worse. You two should be helping one another move forward!"

Then all compassion for Ryoma flew out the window when he made a comment about Prince Charming, "Excuse me for actual believing in something! All you do is plaster that stupid smile on your face all day long and pretend that you actually care about girl to girl to girl; it's revolting. And you know what? I don't care WHAT you say. Prince Charming exists, wanna know why? Because, you-you... pig, love exists!"

At this point she was so rilled up that her blonde hair was strewn all about her face and her eyes burned with rage. How dare he!

The Tin Man Mordred had run ahead, and Ari wondered if he had done so out of hunger, or if there was another reason, such as the weird dance. She, however, got to enjoy the little Wizard of Oz journey: Rose was funny! Ari had even got used to playing a dog, and the lyrics or whatever it was that Rose was repeating were, in fact, quite catchy. Eventually, the girls reached the food stalls as well, and Ari noted Mordred's confusion.

'Have you decided what to get? As I said, I've only tried the hot-dog, which was delicious. Fish and chips is not necessarily junk food, my grandma cooks that a lot, I like it. I think I'd go with that if I were hungry. That's all the help I can give, probably Rose knows better.' Ariadne concluded.

He looked behind to see Ari standing near him. He looked back at the Menu and squinted his eyes. "I'm thinking of cheeseburger, pizza and corndog. It sounds weird but I'm willing to give it a go." he said. "Er, you? How about a dessert?" he offered.

"Maybe I should ask my mum to study muggle cooking. I'd like to have this kind of theme for my birthday." he said as he waited for the lady to take his order.

Iris grinned as she made her way into the carnival for the second time. It really did have a BRILLIANT atmosphere. Well, not including the Bumper Brooms. THEY looked horrible... Definitely no way Iris was going near them.

Hoping that the owls had reached everyone in time, the former Head Girl walked towards the Food Area. She supposed it would be easiest to meet up here... then they could all decide what they wanted to do. Y'know, that was assuming that they all got the message. It'd be pretty embarrassing if no one turned up.

Iris smiled at the person that was stood behind the food stalls, and then went on to examine what she actually sold...

Finlay was kind of not looking forward to this that much. Most people knew that Iris and Finn didn't get along. He crossed his arms and he wandered towards her. Hopefully the other prefects would be here soon, because this was going to be pretty awkward. But hmmm they were stood at the food area, so he'd get something to eat, he was feeling pretty hungry actually.

"Iris." The former head boy nodded as he came to stand with her. He was kind of glad that they hadn't seen each other that much over the summer. He was surprised though, she was his girlfriend's best friend. But the less time he spent with her the better. She did kind of annoying. "Having a good summer?"

Adam's okay didn't fool Louisa. It was just a nice way of saying -keep-babbling-I-don't-believe-you. She gave him a smile, anyways, to show her gratitude of him not trying to force her into his point of view, which of course was going to change once he met Dallin. It was inevitable now- that she needed to introduce the two to each other.

At Adam's offer, Louisa hesitated. She hadn't considered this before. She took a moment to process the possibilities, coz that was what Ravvies did, and then she spoke, "That's very nice of you. I think I do need someone to be with me while I speak to him. I don't think he'll appreciate it though. He's kind of... nervous a bit when it comes to those feelings thing. I think it'd be great if you stay nearby." She nodded. The girl hadn't decided yet when to tell Dallin or how to do it. But once she did, she now knew who to bring.

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Bert continued playing first one upbeat song and then another as the first one died at the end of its music. As the second song ended, he surely felt the need for a break, pausing in his dancing movements and silencing his instruments.

Other then the cymbals of course.

Taking a hankerchief from his pocket, he raised it to wipe the sweat from his brow, his bubbly gaze scanning the area to see what he should do next. Bert's eyes alighted as he spotted a pair standing together (Iris and Finley) making his way over to them with an excited expression as he made his way through the crowds.

"Ah a truly delightful couple..." he mused looking to the two with a bright smile. "Now what shall it be....a slower song?....perhaps a specific request?" the one man band asked offering his options as he looked between the two recent graduates.

Sophie made her way into the carnival after she had been side-along apparated to the Alley by her grandmother. Her grandmother Matilda had errands to run whilst Sophie got together with her prefects and captain friends. The atmosphere was fantastic and the brunette wanted to go over and take a ride on the bumper brooms if there was time.

She had recieved her owl the same day she had gotten her acceptance letter to start her intense healer education at St Mungos. Her mother had insisted that she would break the news to her friends during the carnival. It would definitley raise brows and maybe even shock a few. Sophie spotted the familiar figures of Iris and Finlay by the food area. Heading for them she called out "Hi Iris! Hi Finlay!" coming up to them she asked smiling wide "How have your summer's been?"

Iris looked away from the menu and tapped her foot in beat to the music that was all around her. And then she saw Finn make his way over. So the owls DID reach at least some of the prefects, that was good. She nodded in return to him, also with a smile. "Hi, Finn." Ooookay... now if all the other prefects wanted to just show up NOW... that would be nice.

She fiddled with her engagement ring as he asked how her summer was going. "It's been... eventful." She said, slowly, adding a small nod at the end. Yeah... There weren't really any other words she could use without telling him the whole story. Iris severely doubted that Finn wanted to hear that...

Iris looked away from the former Head Boy when there was a loud... noise making it's way over to them. ... What on Earth was this bloke wearing?! The blonde just stared for a moment, taking in his appearance.

...

A couple?!

Truly DELIGHTFUL?!

... How many mouldy cauldron cakes had HE eaten?!

"Ew... No. No, no, no. We're... not... no." Iris interjected, quickly. She was looking at the music man with her eyes widened, probably from the shock of someone thinking that her and Finn were together. "We aren't.... We're not a couple." Then Iris glanced at Finn. "No offence, like..."

LOL. Iris had meant it with every offence, but what ever. Politeness is important and all that.


And then Sophie showed up. With a bright grin, Iris ignored the man with all the silly musical instruments, and turned to the girl. "Sophie!" ... Oh, she was going to get this question a lot wasn't she? "It's been eventful." Iris repeated. "What about you? How's your summer been so far?"

While she waited for her response, Iris eyed the music man... WHY on Earth - HOW on Earth did he think that her and Finn were a couple?! EW. Never in a million years.

Isobel skipped along, looking for wherever she was supposed to go. She couldn't quite remember, but she thought it was at the refreshment place. So that's where she was heading. When she got there Isobel stopped, because she saw a...who? A carnival person. He had a bunch of instruments, and he was attempting to play like a whole band. Isobel assumed he was a one man band. And, near him, was the Head Girl, and...the Head Boy? Isobel didn't really know, but she assumed so. "Hi," Isobel said shyly to them. She glanced at the One Man Band, not sure how to react to him.

He gave her a smile of some sort. "Of course it has. In fact, more people here ought to be risking themselves to protect me." Will dismissed the sarcasticness in her tone. No one needed to get sarcastic with him. That was his job, not theirs. He flattened the shirt he was wearing. Wrinkles. They irked him. A thanks? She wanted a 'thanks' from him. Hah, was she being serious? "No, I don't thank people," he added haughtily. "People thank me."

He got that clear with her now, right?

Although, he didn't want her to throw a fit because then she may hit him, so he took out his wand again, and performed a drying charm. "Happy?" he asked, sticking it in his back pocket. Now she could thank him for taking some of his sweet seconds to dry her.