Trixie sauntered into the Prefects lounge after a days hard work, the Slytherin had been practically on her feet all day, not just because of her duty as Head Girl, but also because she had decided to take a wander around the school grounds. Although it was certainly cold in Winter, the skies remained clear and there was no sight of any snow just yet, but it was something she was looking forward to. Snowball fights in the Grounds were definitely one of her highlights of the year, and she had to make the most of it, for at the end of the year, she would be going home and never come back. Well, that was depressing.

The seventeen year old sat herself down on the couch with a heavy sigh, though a smile still remained on her face. She'd actually had a pretty good day, because of a certain someone. But those thoughts remained firmly implanted in her mind. The fire let off a warm light which instantly warmed up the pale girl who's checks started to glow as the heat hit her. It was so pleasant in here.

Sophie headed for the Prefect's lounge to get a few minutes off privacy and time away from the other students. After the emotional talk with Evan the Gryffindor prefect had been glad for the distraction that OWL-studies and prefecting provided. It gave her less time to worry her head over what she felt for her fellow snake prefect and if they could stay as just friends. Winter was reinforcing its grip on Hogwarts and its grounds. The castle grew colder and colder which didn't suit the brunette at all. Sophie had since birth been prone to freeze easily so the warm sweaters and polo necks her mother sent were a life saver. Going around on patrols shivering wasn't good since it only resulted in colds.

The snow would soon come, along with ice on the lake and fun times on the grounds. Maybe she could learn to do a pirouette or take part in a snow ball fight one of these days. Climbing into the prefect lounge Sophie immediatley spotted Trixie, the head girl comfortably seated on one of the couches in front of the big fireplace. So much for privacy and solitude. Smiling brightly she called out "Hey, Trixie! Any sign of snow on the grounds?"

The crackling of the open fire was such inviting sound, the warmth spreading out across the prefect lounge as her toes started to uncurl and warm up, the cold had always had that effect on the girls feet. She felt like drifting off, her wander had exhausted her yet she knew she must not, there was far too much that would need doing. However, her relaxation was soon interrupted by the presence of another prefect. Hearing a female voice, the Blonde looked over to see the Gryffindor prefect stood by the door.

She smiled. Not wanting to be rude, in fact she was grateful for another person, she didn't want to be sleeping and talking to her would keep her up. "Hey Sophie" she greeted her with a smile as warm as the fire. "Not as of yet, though I'm certain it won't be long until it does" she informed her. The snow always covered the grounds in the winter, it looked like a postcard when it did, the lake freezing over and the winters sun glistening down on its surface. "Come sit" the Slytherin invited her over to the couches. "Its pleasantly warm over here, don't want you freezing now do we?" she asked raising an eyebrow and smiling softly.

Sophie took off her coat and let her long brown curls hang freely. Stepping out of her shoes she felt how the warmth from the crackling fire slowly got into contact with her toes. The tingling sensation in her feet told the Gryffindor that her toes weren’t going to freeze up. She had lost the feeling in some of them during her patrol but since it was coming back she wouldn’t need to pay a visit to the hospital wing and healer Moretti. Sophie didn’t want to bother the busy woman with something which was entirely her own fault.

Going over to the couches next to Trixie she sat down and curled her legs up under her she said softly "The grounds do look beautiful in the winter time but I’m not longing for the patrols in deep snow. I’m already freezing from top to toe no matter how much clothes I wear." Holding her cold hands out towards the fireplace she asked curiously "Were you a prefect before you became head girl Trixie?"

After a quick visit to Lafay's office, Evelyn found herself in another bad mood, and decided to just...stay away from everyone else for now. Especially places in which first years or Lexi could be. She couldn't handle any of them at the moment.

With the still rolled up banner in hand, the Slytherin girl flopped down on one of the couches, legs propped up on the cushion in front of her, and placed the banner next to her on the ground. Relaxation. Quiet. Solitude. All splendid at the moment. Taking deep, even breathes, she closed her eyes for a moment or so as she leaned her head against the arm rest. Only for a moment though. The moment was up before she knew it, and she found herself turning her head to look at the banner she had taken from a student. Of course there were thoughts of using it as a burning object...

But in here? Now? No one else was around...

"Who wants cookies?!" Kurumi chirped as she walked into the lounge area hoping that there was a prefect or two around. She was especially proud of this batch of cookies since she had baked them using the oven that she had transfigured in the practice room under Professor Magnus' supervision. She had burnt the first batch, but she had done alright the second time around.

She froze when she saw the the couches were empty...minus one person...

Cookie!Hater.

Well, looked like this batch of cookies was going to waste then.

...

Well the quiet didn't last very long.

Craning her neck to see who it was, Evelyn scowled and went back to staring at the banner. Yes, she could burn it now. Especially now. "You should take your poisoned cookies elsewhere, Kurumi." she muttered, sitting up and grabbing the banner as she did so. Since Evelyn was the only one in here, and obviously she wasn't going to eat them, the Gryffindor could share with someone else. Either that or eat them all herself.

She couldn't guarantee the Gryffindor wouldn't get a stomach ache though.

Kurumi stood very still. Sometimes dealing with the big scary she-snake is how she imagined it would be dealing with an angry grizzly bear. From what she had read, the best thing to do was stand very still...blend in...

If she threw a blanket over her head would it help? Maybe Cookie!Hater would think she was part of the sofa?

However, the Head Girl's comment about her cookies being poisoned make her throw all caution to the wind. "I would NEVER poison my cookies!" she chirped loudly, clutching the tray of cookies tightly in her hand. "So THAT is why Slytherins never ate the cookies I left on the house table. You know, your house is the only one that never ate them." Well, some people at the Slytherin table ate them.

Hmmm?

Her eyebrows raised just a bit as she leaned her back against the cushion-y couch, fingers fiddling with the end of the banner as she, unwillingly, listened to the younger Gryffindor. "Well you never know." she smirked, eying the tray of cookies she held. "You have that innocent act down pat."

She was kinda jealous on how Kurumi could just...get away with anything with a little tap on the hand for punishment. Sure, she hadn't really got into trouble before, but even if she did, Evelyn was sure a little stuttering and big eyes could get any professor to bake with her instead of giving a detention.

Kurumi's eyes grew wide. "Since when have you known a Gryffindor to try and poison someone with cookies?" she asked with a slight wibble to her lower lip.

Yep, Cookie Hater was quickly turning into Grizzly Snake with her scary eyes and serious lack of love for the cookie. What had made the girl glare at Kurumi this way? The forth year wasn't even sure she really remembered come to think of it. When HAD they first met?

Scratching her head, Kurumi thought for a moment. Josh had been there, that much she remembered. It wasn't the first time she had met Josh, because that had been in Diagon Alley and he had given her a piece of chocolate. Then it hit her, it had been during the opening feast of her first year and she had offered Josh cookies.

It was a risk...and she was sure she would get glares for the comment that was about to escape her lips, but she had to. "Josh eats my cookies with no questions..."

"I haven't." Which was enough reason to keep on the lookout before one actually was poisoned from eating a cookie. If it hasn't happened yet, then it more than likely would happen in a future time, and she would not be the one laying in bed fighting for their life.

Lifting the end of the banner up and letting it fall again, she started to do that several times, waiting for when Kurumi left her alone. Yet, apparently she didn't get the hint that Evelyn really wanted to be alone at the moment, and she had to go and say something like THAT.

Riiiiiiiip.

With the anger crawling under her skin, the Slytherin gripped the edge of the banner as she lifted it up again, and tore off a medium sized piece, scowling at it. Yes, she knew Josh ate those cookies. She didn't expect Kurumi of all people to throw it out there in the open though. "That is his choice." she muttered tensely, beginning to fold the piece into a smaller piece, and smaller and smaller until it was the size of a sickle.

Only then did she take out her wand.

Arya bounced into the prefects lounge before the time she told the others to arrive levitating a box of party supplies, sure Ellie would be following behind soon. With a grin, she looked around the lounge, searching for a table and bounding over to it once she found one.

The box went on the table and she started to unload lots of colorful supplies. Decorating time!

"Hey, Arya," Ellie said, walking into the lounge and throwing her bag onto one of the couches. She was grinning, obviously, as she was really, pretty, wicked, excited.

The Captain joined the Prefect at the table and eyed the goodies they got to work with. She helped pull a few packages of balloons out of the box. Was there a helium charm? Or...actually...they didn't need helium to get balloons to stay up, did they?

Magic was cool that way.

As soon as she heard her name her head shot up at the captain, grin widening at the sight her her grin. Hehe. "Hey Ellie!" She pulled out gramophone from the box (yay for enchantments!), and placed it on another table, then returned for the records.

"I just fill them with an warm air charm and fixate them into the air or glue them to the walls or just let 'em spread across the ground." She suggested when Ellie didn't immediately start filling up the balloons. Reaching into the box, from the records she looked over at the fireplace. Should they get that started up? "I think Kurumi will be by with the baked goods soon, not sure if she'll be around before the others though." Who knew how long it'd take the girl to make those things or where she was even doing the baking.

She didn't even know why she was attending this. No wait, she did know why, but that didn't mean she had to like it! Who knows how many of the other prefects and captains were going to show up, and it'd look bad on her account if the head girl didn't show either. Walking into the prefect's lounge, she sighed heavily and stopped where she was, hands on her hips, staring right at Arya and Ellie.

"Hey."

...Riiigghhht. Did this mean she had to help decorate?

Right.

"Good idea." Ellie started stretching a few balloons, watching Arya. A gramophone? Brilliant! She stuck her wand into the balloon and muttered the hot air charm. Slowly, the balloon started expanding.

When it reached a good size...or what Ellie supposed to be a good size since she didn't want it to pop, she tied it off and threw it into the air, fixateing it up high. Then did the same with many other balloons. Some, though, she left to fall to the floor.

The redhead glanced at the door when Arya mentioned Kurumi. But she wasn't here just yet. But Evelyn was! Not that she looked very happy... "Hey, Evelyn..."

Then, Ellie took some streamers and began hanging them as high as she could reach. Hopefully Salander and Carter wouldn't have trouble with the height. They were probably the tallest ones to come, after all.

She flipped through the first few records until she found Disorder of the Phoenix, removing the record from it's covering and starting it up on the gramophone. The lounge began to fill with the low playing tunes and Arya decided that after the party, this would stay for the rest to use freely.

They'd have to bring their own records though. Heh.

"Hey Evelyn." Yes she saw the girl and yes she planned on making the sourpuss help. Arya reached into the box and pulled out a container of confetti. She tossed it to the Head Girl. "Here." Decorate. That went without saying, yes?

Pulling out table cloths she went to where the food would sit and spread them out.

The first time he entered the Prefects Lounge he had his eye on that mini-pool they modestly called a bath tub, and he promised himself that he should try it out before he leave these hallowed halls of Hogwarts and never get a chance to set foot in this place again.

He strode in, still in uniform but with a towel in hand. Then the sight of a decorating prefects greeted him. "Hey team wasup?" he asked as he casually strode in.

With a dozen boxes floating behind her like a colorful parade, Kurumi entered the prefect lounge...backwards. She was flicking her wand up and down as she continued to charm the boxes to follow her. She had some icing on her cheeks and some the dough was stuck in her hair from her morning adventure in the Transfiguration practice room.

Merlin she hoped that the kitchens would open up again soon. She was going into serious baking withdrawals and NOTHING could replace a proper kitchen. Sorry Room of Requirement, but you just didn't cut it.

Looking over her shoulder to make sure she didn't trip, she saw that there were a few people already here. Slowly she turned around - she was still recovering a bit from her fall in the match that resulted in a few bruised ribs and her spirits being shattered - and flicked her wand so that the contents of the boxes went to the tables and organized themselves to create the perfect cupcake paradise.

"S-Sorry it took me so long," she mumbled, bowing once awkwardly. "It took me longer to get up the stairs than I thought it would."

Well, they knew that Ellie's streamers were, in fact, high enough for Sal to easily pass under. Good. The Head Boy got a smile from her as she brought the streamer across the room. He...could help. Make them EXTRA high. But it wasn't necessary, if he didn't want to. Or if Arya needed him elsewhere.

Her jaw dropped a bit when Kurumi entered....with many, many, many cupcakes. "It's...no problem..." It wasn't like the Gryffindor was late or anything. Actually, Ellie was glad that she showed up at all. "Those look fantastic." She was really amazed by both the amount and aesthetics.

Where did Kurumi make them anyway?

Chips and drinks were pulled from the box, and placed on the table after the table cloth. Her eyes jumped up to the Head Boy when he entered, her grin flashing to him. "Just finishing up things." Pointed look at Evelyn. "Glad you came." Now they were just waiting on a few more prefects and captains, then they'd go get him.

Kurumi grabbed her attention the moment she came in with all those cupcake. YUM. "Didn't take you long at all." She dismissed the apology with a wave of her hand and flopped down on one of the chairs, foot bobbing with the beat of the song. The young prefect was early had obviously been hard at work, no need to be apologizing. "Those look really amazing Kurumi."

Salander just cleared the door in time for Kurumi to bring her sweet creations through "Whoah cupcakes!" he uttered as he passed by the confectionery tower as Kurumi was putting the finishing touches. His eye then caught the streamer Ellie was putting up and now realized what the decorations was all about "Its Treyen's birthday?" he chuckled realizing what the preparations were all about. "Let me get the mini pool ready then, we can toss him in later." he snickered. Of course he was joking. Maybe.

He set the towel aside and looked around. "Anything you guys want me to help out with?"

Good job, Salander, you can read! He deserved a cupcake. Then again, they'd all be getting cupcakes soon, weren't they? Hah. "Mmmhmm," was her response.

About the tub thing, "You should," she laughed. "I don't know how willingly he'll go in..." You know, it would mess up his hair and stuff. Which she'd find amusing.

Ellie bit her lip and looked around the room. Everything seemed set as far as she could see. But her gaze went to Arya. Perhaps the Prefect had more decorations in that box of hers.

It was nearly time to fetch him, by the way, wasn't it?

Arya grinned over at Salander. He would be the one to suggest throwing Treyen in, and he was probably the only one with enough physical strength to do so. "We're done with things here, just missing..." Her eyes drifted from the Head Boy over to Ellie, giving the girl a knowing look. "It's time, yeah?" To get Birthday Boy. The rest of the bunch could join whenever, but she wanted to get him up here so they could eat the cupcakes! have some fun! Hehe.