Warren didnt pay too much attention. His eyes were filled with anger as he reflected on todays actions. ''Yeah yeah whatever'' he replied in a moody mood. He noticed a young girl come out, she didnt seem to see Ray on the floor. ''Sort him out though..'' was his next words.

Lucille sighed.
"Fine," she said, giveing in. "You take him to the hospital wing," she told Tammy, her voice a little shakey. "I'll be up to see him later."
She let go of Edem, and left the corridor before anybody would notice she was welling up.

Warren watched as his girlfriend left. ''Nice on, now look whatcha done'' He followed her behind and left.

Tammy sighed, nodded quickly, and watched as the two left. Hospital wing, hospital wing. "Wingardium Leviosa." She cast quickly, RayRay was gonna kill her.

It'd been a long walk from the seventh floor to the second floor, especially for a young girl who was taking each step slowly and rather mechanically. LouAnn's eyes hadn't blinked once in the past eight or so minutes, and the look on the girl's face made her seem as if she'd traveled a million miles away from her own body. As she grew closer to the stone gargoyle, an evil grin played upon her lips, a grin so far out of character for the girl who was supposedly responsible for it. With her arms dangling limply by her side, LouAnn walked closer and closer to the stone gargoyle.

As she grew closer and closer to the stone gargoyle, only one sound echoed over and over in the girl's head----the password she'd need to get through to the place she needed to be.

Rafe was cheerfully heading back to the Gryffindor Common Room, making his way through the corridors, whistling a happy tune when he saw LouAnn. "Hey Purple, wh-what's happen..." Rafe thought LouAnn looked a little off. "Are you okay? You look like you've been petrified or something..." Rafe took out his wand in alarm. "Who's the scoundrel, I'll give him a piece of my mind with a magical cherry on top!" Who would mess with LouAnn? She was such a sweetheart.

Had it not been for the lone word repeating over and over in her head---getting louder and louder as the time passed---LouAnn might have heard Rafe's cheerful greeting to her. As it was, though, she didn't, and she ended up walking right into him. She didn't snap out of the little trance she was in, but she did stop dead in her tracks in the middle of the corridor. She didn't move or make any attempt to apologize for the crash. Instead, she stared straight ahead for a few moments, then finally blinked her way out of the trance she'd been in.

Her initial thought was pure fear---it'd happened again. She'd lost time and had no idea where it had gone or what had happened while she'd been blacked out. Spotting Rafe standing before her, LouAnn burst into tears. "Oh, Rafe! Rafe, I'm so sorry!" she said, sobbing loudly for reasons even she didn't know.

Rafe didn't know what just happened. She just burst into tears and he felt compelled to hug her, but instead he simply rubbed her shoulder. "Are you okay? What's going on?" It was like she was in a daze or something like she was sleepwalking. Oh screw it, Rafe thought as he gave a sobbing LouAnn a big hug. "Is there something you want to talk about? Something on you mind?" Oh my goodness, I am hugging LouAnn Purple, Rafe thought. This is insane, she smelled so...no, no...consoling thoughts, help her out. She's your friend and be a shoulder for her to cry on.

LouAnn tried to reply to Rafe---tried to tell him that she wasn't okay, and that she hadn't been in quite some time. Every time she tried to open her mouth, though, another sob escaped her. "I---I---I...I'm sorry, Rafe," she mumbled, putting her face into the palm of her hands to hide her tear-stained face. She wiped away most of the tears then glanced back up at him just in time to engulfed into a hug. She hugged him back, happy to have someone to turn to in such hard times. "I'm so sorry, Rafe. I shouldn't have broke down in front of you like. I just haven't been feeling well lately is all."

"You're fine," Rafe patted her on the back. "You can cry in front of me anytime." Did I just say that?, Rafe thought. "Don't apologize, you've done nothing wrong, right?" Sweet, lovely, adorable, colored-name girl, you could never do anything wrong. He could feel a few of the tears seeping through his shirt.

"Oh, Purple, what happened? Do you even know where you are? Are you sure no one stunned you or something? I know how to remove a lung if I have too." Rafe laughed a little. It was was the first time he laughed about what happened. It was a nice feeling. He looked over her shoulder to see if anyone was around. "Maybe we should go to the Headmaster? He'll know what to do and I think his office is around here somewhere."

LouAnn pulled back from the hug and gave Rafe a sweet expression when he said she could cry in front of him anytime. "Aww, thank you. That was really nice of you," she replied, flashing him a smile. She hoped her little condition didn't happen anymore, though. If it would just completely and no longer cause her to completely lose entire parts of her day, she wouldn't even have a reason to cry. A few little sniffles later, and she'd stopped crying completely. "Thanks, Rafe. You came along just in the nick of the time. I really needed this little pep talk."

She lightly laughed, embarrassed just a little, when Rafe asked if she knew where she was. She glanced around and, seeing the stone gargoyle just up ahead, nodded. "Yeah, second floor. I'm sure no one stunned me," she said, although now that she thought about it, was she really all that sure? "I don't know. I don't think I need the headmaster. I think a need a healer---a real healer."

LouAnn broke the hug and Rafe took a small step forward not wanting to let go, but he shook it off and stood backwards aways. Rafe was blushing even his ears were glowing red. "It's no problem Purple really. What are friends for?" He shrugged his shoulder. He felt like a knight in shining armor right now. Too bad there wasn't a dragon involved, that would be was cooler. "Yeah, a real healer...hmm... I suggest Professor Lupa, I mean I don't think she's licensed or anything, but she's really knowledgeable, she created a lung for Theo." Rafe coughed, that was not a subject he wanted to discuss. "I would be happy to take you to her, or perhaps Professor Kazimeriz?" Rafe would go to St. Mungo's muggle style, if that would help LouAnn. She seemed pretty shaken up.

When she backed away and noticed how red Rafe seemed to be, LouAnn gave him a confused look, wondering what had happened to make him so embarrassed. "Are you okay, Rafe? You look...nevermind," she said, just shaking it off. It Rafe really was embarrassed for one reason or another, LouAnn didn't want to push matters. "Right, what are friends for?" she echoed. She listened as Rafe suggested taking her to either Professor Lupa or Professor Kazimeriz. "Hmm...that might be a good idea. If it happens again, I'll let you know, 'kay? Then we can go see them."

Wow. The last thirty minutes or so had been really awkward for LouAnn. First she'd been merely walking along the seventh floor corridor, then she'd blacked out again, and finally she mysteriously ended up here. She really needed to do something to lighten things up. An idea struck, and she fumbled through her pockets for a few moments. Eventually, a little camera was pulled out, and she held it up in the direction of Rafe. "Smile, Rafe!" she said. *click*

"You promise you'll let me know?" Rafe asked. "You could send me a patronus or something whenever you feel funny." Rafe didn't exactly know how a patronus worked when you sent a message, he knew it was also used in defense. But, he wanted to be there for his friend no matter what.

Rafe noticed her pulling something out of her pockets and then he was smiling and before he knew it he was smiling and then *click*. "Well, I hope you got my good side," Rafe said as he smiled a little wider. "Well, I am off to the common room, but I would he happy to escort you to where ever you need to be going?"

LouAnn smiled warmly at Rafe. He was being so incredibly sweet to her. She nodded then pulled him into another hug. "Thank you, Rafe. That means a lot to me," she said, pulling away from the hug. "I'll definitely let you know if I run into any trouble, and I appreciate the fact that you're here for me." LouAnn honestly did have some of the greatest friends a girl could ask for. It was true that, for some reason, most of them were boys, but everyone at Hogwarts had really treated her with so much kindness.

"Well, I don't actually know where I'm going right now, but thank you," she said. She'd probably just take a little walk, thinks things over, then return to the Common Room just in time for bedtime. "I think I'll see what the rest of the castle is up to, but I'll be up in the Common Room later on. I'll see you then." With one last smile, LouAnn waved goodbye then headed off down the corridor.

No longer angry, but instead tearful, Jake hiccoughed a tad as tears began to stream down his face, probably quite unconvincingly. "It-it-it were a accident," he gasped out, before Shackleton even came to a halt. "I di-di-didn't mean iiiiit... I wan'- I wan'- I wan' my mum," Jake sobbed, referring to his foster mother. "Pl-please... it were a accident... I sorry!"

Reaching up with his free hand, Jake tried desperately to get the woman's hand off his ear; he struggled and tried to pry her fingers off and everthing.

Abby watches Jake talking to Professor Shakleford while Celadine levitates her out of the room. Poor Jake, how do I explain to the professors that he's not responsible for what happened. I'm the one who started it. I'll ask Professor Lawson to help. At least he believes me. I'm not sure the other professor will without someone sane backing me up.

Celandine tried not to look at the runes professor and Jake as she levitated Abby past with Professor Lupa not far behind, but she couldn't help it. She offered him a comforting little smile.

He just looked like he needed hugs.

She led the way, heading upstairs to the hospital wing.

"On second thought..." she said as she followed Celandine. "I might have just the thing for Miss Wright in my office. Can we carry her there?" She asked the girl.

"Sure thing professor." Celandine took a peek at Lupa and let out a little sigh. She wasn't wearing the pendant. It didn't occur to Cel that Kazimeriz hadn't given it to her yet, so she just assumed that Professor Lupa didn't like it.

"It isn't far Abby, just relax and I'll totally have you there in no time and we'll fix you up." Cela told the Hufflepuff girl as they headed up the stairs.

Macadrian dragged Jake into a position where his back was against the corridor wall. She finally released him and stood with both hands balled into fists on her hips. "Mr. Upstead!" She exclaimed, "What has gotten into you? This behavior, it is so unlike you! I am shocked and apalled!"

When Jake started crying, Mac didn't know how to react. She wanted to believe Jake was being sincere, but his behavior suggested otherwise. Regardless of whether he was truly sorry, he still needed to be punished. "Mr. Upstead, I do not tolerate cheek in my classroom, nor do I tolerate the violence you just exhibited. I could have you expelled for such actions!" Macadrian's face was flushed with frustration and her brows mashed together in confusion.

"However, this behavior seems to be very unusual for you. Did something happen at home to make you lash out this way? Is something going on? You can talk to me about them, Jake, instead of taking out your frustrations on your classmates and the staff." She wondered if there were family issues going on or if there was something more involved... Well, she'll get to the bottom of it eventually. She is a cursebreaker after all - puzzles are her specialty.

"Mr. Upstead, you will report for detentions with me every Tuesday night until I determine that you've learned that your actions have repurcussions. Combine these with your Saturday detentions for Professor Kazimeriz and it looks like you have a pretty busy schedule." Macadrian's mouth was a thin line of disappointment. "I expect you in my office tonight. And I suggest you be on your best behavior. You may receive your wand back tonight, if I'm feeling generous."

Out of the corner of his eye, Jake saw a few people leave the classroom and recognised their voices. Immediately, he tried to turn his head in order to watch, but his viced ear made that impossible. However, he caught the small smile and gave his own tearful one back.

Or tried to.

Having walked along on his tiptoes and the side of his head up in the air as if Shackleton was, like, holding his ear dead high (which she wasn't really, was she?... reflexes, you know?) Jake continued to try and pry the hand off and sighed slightly in relief when she let go. Bringing a hand up to rub his stinging red ear, and using his other hand to wipe his face, Jake sniffled.

"I-I-I sorry," he stammered, trying to look into Shackleton's face and doing his best to look ashamed. "It were a accident. Sssswear!"

Well, Jake thought accidents were alllll things you didn't mean. He didn't mean any of that stuff in there... he could barely remember it... therefore, he saw it as an accident. And he was sorry... but only sorry that he was in trouble.

As Shackleton mentioned expulsion, Jake gasped a little and hiccoughed at the same time, causing a cough or two to erupt. When he was done, Jake tried to regain his composure and started to bit the end of the thumb on his free hand.

As long as his foster mother wasn't informed about his behaviour, Jake would be happy enough. Her disappointment was the only thing that ever made him truly sorry. He ignored the questions Shackleton asked and instead thumped his head backwards against the corridor wall, quite hard, but only once. That was a kind of warning, as if to say, please just leave it. He did, however, mention just one thing without thinking. "She... tried tuh, tuh, tuh steal 'em..."

URGH! Detentions. Perfect. PERRRRRRRRRRFECT! She was right. He had the detentions with Shackleton and Kaz, then the little tutor sessions with Lawson, and then Quidditch practice, and homework, and of course all the other stuff he was having to do. Too much, man. Too much.

Practically breaking down again, Jake nodded his head frantically, not trusting himself to speak. He just wanted to high-tail it out of there. He didn't care about his things which were still in the classroom.

Macadrian sighed. Clearly this boy did not know the meaning of the word 'accident.' "Mr. Upstead, you intentionally pointed your wand at Abby and knowingly cast a blasting curse at her. That is not an accident! And it seemed entirely unprovoked, which makes your behavior that much more strange and inappropriate!"

Mac closed her eyes and rubbed her temples. She was getting a headache. Then she heard Jake say something odd. "Steal them? Steal what? Who tried to steal something?"

"No! I di'n't! No, I DI'N'T!" Jake stressed suddenly, reaching up and grabbing hold of his hair as if he was trying to pull it out. He stomped his foot and squeezed his eyes shut, trying hard to remember. "No. No, no, no!"

By now exhausted and just plain devastated, Jake opened his bloodshot eyes and looked at Shackleton, beginning to answer the question. "Abby. She tried... steal the... my st-" he broke off, eyes going wide suddenly. By this time, he had a grip on the hair at the back of his head, as if he was resting his hands there. "Nothing," Jake suddenly snapped, in an entirely different tone, eyes blazing, but only for a moment before the sad Jake was back.