Zhenya felt something weird in her eye! She needed to have a look at it. Maybe it was a bug? It felt big enough!

She walked into Myrtle's bathroom and looked into the mirror, pulling her eyelid into different directions, but nothing. She rinsed it out with water and hoped whatever was in there would come out.

Laura suddenly saw Zhenya as she walking into the bathroom. "ZHENYA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Laura went up to her best friend for life, she looked at her friend before giving her a big hug. "What you being doing?"

"LAURA LAURA LAURA!!!" Zhenya yelled, and squeezed her friend back with an equally big hug. It was SO funny being in this bathroom WITH Laura. She had so many weird memories of them de-mudding themselves and it was so funny.

"I've been... you know, re-equainting myself with this place. How about you?" she asked, ruffling Laura's hair up and laughing.

Laura smiled at Zhenya and said. "Oh you know, I've been doing this and that." Laura giggled. "Oh and then I decided to have a look around the old place." Laura smiled. "You know saying it likes that makes me realise I ain't an ickle firstie no more." Laura sighed, she had loved being a first year.

"You're NOT an Ickle Firstie anymore!! Oh, but now you're the boring second yearer," Zhenya joked, and hugged Laura so she knew she was oooooonly joking!

"Third year so far is really good! I want to be Fourth year though because then I can join in with all the exciting stuff in classes." There was the Herbology activity and the Charms activity! She just wanted to do the more dangerous stuff instead of the more... boring stuff.

Indy had thought about the place she was going to place her message. She wanted it to be in place where lots of people would see, but she didn't want to put in exactly into the corridor. If she put it there people would walk all over it. And that would not be fun at all. Indy had then thought the girls bathroom would be fine. The girls would see it, and she was sure they wouldn't want to like step all over the pretty flowers. So this was why Indy was now making her way into the girls bathroom, with her little box of pretty flowers. She sat herself down on the floor, pulling her flower presser out of her bag. This was going to be fun. She hadn't pressed any of her flowers for ages.

Opening the presser, she picked up the first flower, a pretty pink one and placed it into the presser, before pressing. She continued this for about 20 minutes, being careful with each flower. She really did not want to like break any of the flowers. They were really pretty. And now she'd be able to make a pretty message. Okay. She placed the flowers carefully in a little pile. There were quite a few photos. So it was good. She'd be able to make a pretty message, and make it with funky with the little bits of leaves that she had brought. Now she just needed to work out how she was going to put the message out.

It was the time to admire herself and look at how pretty she looked in the mirror for Lea Carter. So, carrying her school bag, she walked into the Girls' Bathroom and directly walked to the nearest mirror.

After adjusting the bag hung down her shoulder, she looked at herself in the mirrow and a wide smile appeared on her face. She was very beautiful, as usual. She, then, started to check her long dark brown hair, almost black, and tried to decide if she should comb it a bit more.

Hmm

Okay. Indiana was totally ready to like make her pretty message now. Sorted. With a big smile on her face, Indy carefully arranged her pressed flowers into the message carefully. She wanted people to be able to read it, but then she wanted it to be nice and pretty too. Flowers were really pretty anyway, so it would look really pretty anyway. Indy smiled, placing the flowers carefully into the patterns of the each letter. She wasn't using the leaves yet though, because she was going to use those to decorate around the edge. The little ravenclaw hummed to herself as she placed the flowers down. Indy was trying to keep the colours together, so they they looked pretty. So she kept all the nice pinky, red colours today, she used those for the vowels. And the other letters she made a bluey green color. It looked really pretty. Indy smiled, as she moved onto the end bit of the letters. It was looking good. She was feeling pretty proud of it. Hmm. Perfect.

Okay. So the lettering was done now. And she had a few flowers left. She could use them to decorate. Carefully she placed a few orangey flowers around the letters, putting little leaves by them so they looked like proper flowers. Aww. It looked so pretty. Indy beamed, stepping back and looking at all of her work. Aww. Perfect. It was so pretty. Indy was so proud. And now people would like herbology? right. Yes. Woot.

Captain Kimalia had been working to perfect her new look.. Well, so long as she removed those rollers. The great Captain Lola Jones rocked them first on the Quidditch field back in the day, so of course whatever she could do Kimalia could do just as well.. Just not on the field yet. These rollers were just serving as a first step before her experimenting.. Digging in her purse she set it by the sink before moving in closer watching her reflection as she started putting on her muggle lipstick. Stepping back to check the progress. So far so good!

Strutting her stuff, Erin skipped towards the Girl's Bathroom. She's finally got her very first face blush-on. Is that how you call it? Erin wouldn't really know. She was kinda new to this. Yes, she's using her lipstick and all but as her Aunt Molly told her, she's 13 now and 13-year olds should always be conscious about how they look. Well, that comes from a female icon whose got her very first boyfriend when she was 11 and dated boys she couldn't even count on her fingers during her teenage days. Still, Aunt Molly rocks!

Erin opened the door, only using her two forefingers. And then, she saw someone who's got her style overboard. She's weird and that makes her unique and ..."Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!" It was Kimalia! Yes, it was her. It feels like she missed her forever. She was heading to her side, Erin needs a hug from her.

Okay so, her lips looked good (as always). She stood in the reflection to take a moment pondering on leaving her rollers in for the next match. It looked great on her right now, though it would have to be when it wasn't raining if she ever thought of flying in them.

Suddenly a loud scream occurred making her jump a little. "Woah, what was tha-" Kimalia blinked, it was Erin, her little prodigy. "Erin!" Kimalia beamed hugging her immediately. Now she remembered her current look, briefly embarrassed since you know it was meant to be a surprise. "Er, how do I look?" Kimalia posed to "fluff" her rollers up and down.. Perhaps some explaining was in order on her appearance. "I'm working on the curls here the old muggle way.." The way her brother's fiance showed and did for her during the summer.

Before Erin could even open her arms wide to gave Kimalia an embrace, the Slytherin Captain already done it, beaming widely and hugging her.

"You look..." Erin examined Kimalia from her foot up to her head which looks like a mess. "...like a mess?" Erin said honestly. She's still on her rollers after all. "But you look gorgeous...once your curls had been revealed," said Erin and then pointing at Kimalia's hair, "...and those were gone." Seeing Kimalia that way, she realized, she hadn't really tried perming her hair. Would curls suit her?

It was nice seeing Erin, considering their different years and how busy Kimalia has to be studying for her O.W.Ls and Quidditch of course, just made seeing her even more special. Now how did Kimalia look to Erin, she wondered. And began blinking, "A mess.." then smiling again. Beauty took time and work indeed. "Wicked.." Taking the somewhat compliment well, it then gave Kimalia an idea.

"Say, would you like me to try styling your hair?" Already fetching in her purse again, she had a note somewhere that lists spells for the hair.. She just never tried it yet. "Rollers or no rollers?" It could be fun to try.

Styling Erin's hair? Erin loved her hair, in fact she adored them. She would used Muggle products just to keep them straight, not wavy, or curly or heavily permed. Asians do have the tendency to straighten their hairs, like re-bonding. And she'd tried that many times, she would go to her favorite salon and stay there for hours just to have her hair shiny, glossy and smooth hair strands. "No!" exclaimed Erin as she saw Kimalia reaching out for her wand. She would really used magic on Erin but do it the Muggle way with herself?

"Have you ever tried that spell?" nervously asked Erin. She needed assurance of the quality of the outcome and the ability of the witch. "Try it with yourself first," Erin insisted. But she's already got her rollers on and her hair's been curled. Where on Merlin will she ever try that on?

Kimalia briefly stopped searching her purse to hear Erin shout.. No? Looking up at Erin through the reflection in the mirror. "Why-" Ah, now she got it. Looking at Erin's expression, she might be a little scared at what could happen. Kimalia could tell the truth, how she never had a perfect opportunity to try between her Quidditch practices and summer breaks where she isn't allowed to use magic.. But she did have Ruby use one on her. "yes, I have had it done on myself." Smiling as she continued digging, aha!

Holding the small note out. "There, I wrote down the spell for changing the length, curling, and coloring of the hair." Kimalia smoothed the paper out to make sure it was legible. Try it on herself? Aw, Erin needed to develop some faith into Kimalia's magic, "Trust me, I'm a fifth year, this is my kind of stuff." Hmm.. let's see.. She began unrolling out one of her rollers from her hair to reveal a very curly strand of hair.. Maybe unrolling more will do. "If you insist, I'll straighten it first." Watch and learn. She unrolled 3 more setting them inside her purse before taking her wand. Ahem, clearing throat. Yep. Now she was ready.

She took the curliest of the strands she unleashed, reading the instruction briefly, Only use on one change at a time. Okay, got it. She held the bottom end of the curly strand so her wand could touch it, concentration on what she wanted done. Mm, straighten it. Thinking of only that she said, "Felintas." Not paying any attention to the change, only of the thought of straightening it as the curl began to loosen before finally falling flat. There! "See, easy!" She was quite impressed herself on her first time doing it.. not that she would admit of course. Kimalia began taking out the rest of her rollers, they have been on long enough anyway. "I have another spell written for dying hair.. if you want to see it that is." Why not, maybe she could dye some parts of hers naturally black again.

Oichi really had no idea what she was gonna do for the herbology extracarricular activity. She had searched the entire castle for a plant growing in doors. She turned the doors to the girls bathroom which was the place she had yet to look. Her eyes lit up when she saw a pink lily sitting on the window sill. She walked over to the lily and said, "You're a tenatious little thing, growing all on you're own. You are also quite pretty and you brighten up the room".

She wrote it down? "Lemme see! Lemme see!" insisted Erin. She doesn't want anything going wrong. They were talking about her hair now, not just anybody's. After seeing and examining Kimalia's note, she must be saying the truth. It looks like it's a note from a lesson. "Hmmmm..." smiled Erin, "You have a nice penmanship."

Erin listened intently to Kimalia's explanation and demonstration. Erin followed as Kimalia touch the bottom end of the curly strand of her hair. Erin touch hers as well even if she doesn't have any curls yet. Erin took a hold of her wand and hear the Slytherin say the magic word, Felintas! She barely remembers that spell. Barely.

...and FINALLY! The curliest strands of Kimalia's hair revealed a smooth straight hair which came from nowhere. Magic is beautiful. And now, it's Erin? "You'll try it on me?"

"Why are you doing this anyways?" Is Kimalia making herself presentable to a guy?

Laughing softly, she let Erin have the note.. Kimalia then smiled again at the compliment, "Thanks!." It made note taking easy for her. Now Erin seemed comfortable enough to allow her to be tested. "Sure, what would you like done?" Kimalia asked moving so now that Erin was in front of the mirror.

Ohh.. Kimalia went a little red. "Well, I do have a wedding to attend during the break.." Adding quickly, "Not for me, my brother and his fiance." Well to look nice, and for her date. "Just a little practice and how I want to look." Hehe.

As Kimalia hand in the note of her spellworks, Erin was amazed. Seriously, who was really the Ravenclaw between the two of them? Because, lately, Erin had been feeling a little bit un-Eagle like. She 's been skipping classes most of the time and tired to finish all of her homeworks at the same time. She needs to work hard, really hard to contribute points for her house. Probably, since Kimalia's on the Slytherin Quidditch team, so to say as their Captain, she's got a bunch of responsibility to produce points for her house, not just in Quidditch but also in academics. "Can I borrow this note then? I'll return it first thing tomorrow," smiled Erin.

"Can you, like do, semi-permed strands? Just the tip of my hair." Erin took a hold of the bottom end of her straight hair to show Kimalia where and how high.

Wedding? "That's cool! So, are you part of the ceremony?" asked Erin instantly. She'd been to a wedding once, her Aunt Molly's and it was a fairy tale wedding-themed with Disney's princes and princesses. "I mean if you're a maid-of-honor or bridesmaid?"

Oh, it looked like Erin wanted the paper, well that shouldn't be a surprised. It did have the essential spells a girl would want. "Sure," Kimalia said, Erin did say she would return it later. She felt lucky knowing her mom shared that from her lessons when she use to attend Hogwarts.

"Coming riiight up." Kimalia said. Taking each strand, carefully she would concentrate on what Erin wanted, saying "Felintas" for each strand as she wanted. In between she had time to talk, "Well, I'm just going to be a bridesmaid, she's having one of her old friends be the maid-of-honor." She didn't mind that really, it was too much work for Kimalia to be worrying about being a maid-of-honor anyways.. "So now Erin, how's everything going for you?" Sure she was only in her third year, but you never know! She could be dating someone, or even brewing something to help take over the world. And if so, well, that's something Kimalia wouldn't dare miss out on.

...and FINALLY Kimalia started making sure that no strand would be missed. She would say Felintas in between takes and carefully paused, probably adoring looking at her work. Erin loved how Kimalia would spend some quality time with her. Ever since that day she commented about her hair being nice, they were like - Oh my gosh. We're so alike!

And about the maid-of-honor thing. "Well I think, that's always how it goes. The bride gets to pick the maid-of-honor and the groom will have to settle the best man." Right? That was it. Least, she learned that from a lifetime of being a flower girl which clearly showed that she was adorable and everyone loved her.

They were facing the huge mirror and she would see her hair bulging a little because of those curly strands from the tip. "We're almost alike Kimalia!" Erin squealed. And then Kimalia asked about Erin. Sweet. Now, catching up time. "I..." she let out a sigh, though she really wanted to tell someone about this preoccupation in her mind lately. "...nothing much."

Sarah looked up at the sign above the door, and chuckeled at the thing someone had inscribed on it. She entered the room and looked around. There was a couple of girls preening themselves in the mirror. Ugh.. Sarah hoped she would never be like that.

Why was Ness going into the bathroom? The girl wasn't too sure, she didn't really need the loo. She was taking a break from all her homework and decided to go on one of her strolls around the castle with her pygmy puff whom needed some excercise. So instead of Puffles being in he's usual spot on her shoulder, the little indigo fluff ball walked right in front of Ness, so that she could keep an eye on him. At least it seemed like Puffles was enjoying myself, as for Ness she wasn't to fond of this whole thing but she continued to follow her little boy.

Puffles was always on he's own little adventures and for some odd reason he decided to venture to the girls bathrooms, no one would know he wasn't supposed to be there, After all he was a pygmy puff and most people couldn't tell the difference between him and a female pygmy puff anyways. This would be something only males like him could do.

So off he went, not even making sure Ness was behind him. He knew she was, she was such an over protective owner and that bugged the indigo ball of fluff at times. Deep down, he knew that she was only like that because she cared about him. Once inside the bathroom the Puff ball looked around and he's eyes stopped when they saw a young girl that seemed to be in her first year. She looked friendly and sweet, surely she would give him a nice stroke right? He sure hoped so.

The pygmy puff walked over, with he's two little feet, and then nibbled softly on the girls shoe to get her attention.

Meanwhile, Ness was a little behind Puffles, but her attention was not on the actual ball of fluff, instead she was looking around the bathroom not even aware of what her pet was doing.

There was something that was nibbling at her shoe it made her heart jump.She looked down and saw, it was a pygmy puff.Sarah's first reaction was to scream as it did give her a fright. A mighty big one infact - she hadn;t had such a big fright since before she came to Hogwarts. Yet then she realized that it was more scared of her then it was of it and regained her composure. "ah nunu!, you are adorable!" Sarah exclaimed in delight when she saw the little creature looking up at her. Her heart melted, maybe that is why people had them as pets. For her they reminded her of the dreaded mice and rats they had on the farm. But this one was different, while its rodent cousins back at the farm were ferocious, this one was so cute. Sarah knelt down on her knees and picked it up and stroked it rather nervously. Hopefully it would not bite her. The fur was soft and cuddly. Sarah has a secret fear of rats and mice and snakes. These things so minuscule but she was scared of them.