Keller smiled as Jasmine began speaking, in almost a whisper. He raised his eyebrows in extreme interest, he loved knowing all he could about this girl. However, he didn't say anything, not out uninterest, but because he was eager for her to continue.

Checking one last time to make sure they were not being watched. Jasmine smiled secretly and ran he finger along the "S"on the top of the locket. Just as it had in Professor Erikson's office, the silver locket opened like the wings of a butterfly. It began to pulsate slowly and the inside of the locket began to swirl in blue and white.

Looking up, Jasmine's hazel eyes met Keller's green and she whispered,"Look inside."

"Hmmm...," Patrick stroked his non-existant beard. All there really was was stubble, however, that was beside the point. He nodded thoughtfully. "Run away," he mused. "Shall we run away in our socks?" he asked brightly. His school shoes weren't the most comfortable shoes ever and he liked running about in socks.

Julian walked in and yawned. He flopped on top of a couch and smiled at everybody. He took out a mystry book and started to read. But, finig it extremely boring, he put it aside and sat, thinking about the Muggle world.

Catherine enter in the common room, and run to the girls dormitory She will keel me. After she take the present, she get out of the common room, in direction of the entrance hall

Keller's eyes darted the Common Room nervously as Jasmine looked around. He couldn't help but grin in return as she smiled. He watched intently as she delicately stroked the locket in her hands. He didn't what he was to look at when she requested he look inside, but he looked any way. Inside was a beautiful swirling of blue and white. He reached out and placed his hand lightly on her forearm, "What is it?" he asked in a soft voice.

She turned to let her head rest on his chest, her hand in her lap. When glanced up at him, grinning slightly. "Socks," she nodded. "Oh yes. Definitely socks." She pulled her shoes off and stared down at her toes. Her socks matched. They were blue. When curled up her toes.

"Great," Trick replied grinning. He shifted his feet to the side and unlaced them. They were hell to unlace in the mornings if he just kicked them off before bed. Then he pulled them off and threw them against the far wall. His socks were mismatched because he'd been distracted that morning when he'd been dressing. The first socks that had come to hand was an orange and turquoise striped one and a black sock with snowflakes on it. He giggled, noticing for the first time that day his blunder.

"Like them?" he asked as if he'd planned all along to be seen in mismatched socks. "Let's go show them to the world!" he said pointing conquistadorialy at the back of the Fat Lady's portrait.

Jasmine shivered again as Keller touched her arm, but, she was to excited about sharing her secret to notice too much. She instead concentrated on the locket intently until the image finally appeared. Holding the locket closer to him, she whispered,"Can you see now?"

Keller leaned in closer to Jasmine so that he could see into the locket better. Concentrating, an image began to appear inside the locket. A group of three people came into focus. It took Keller a moment before he realized what he was looking at.

"That's you Jas." he whispered, his hand tightening slightly on her forearm. "Who are they?" he asked pointing to the other two people with her. "Are they your...well...parents?"

Jasmine smiled softly at Keller's words and said. "Yes.They are. Isn't it wonderful? I get to carry them wherever I go now." Jasmine reached out and gently touched the image. She was used to the gentle tugging she felt a her finger tip brushed the surface. When she pulled her finger away, the same trail of golden light that she had seen before, it too was slowly absorbed into the locket just as before.

Jasmine frowned slightly at the feeling of weakness she felt again, but she shrugged it off. Closing the locket, she looked at Keller, his face was so close to hers that she pulled back a little in surprise. Clearing her throat, she said,"Anyways, I think it's amazing. Don't you?"

Keller listened to Jasmine and kept an adoring eye on her as she talked and fondly touched the locket.

"That's great Jasmine, very amazing indeed." he responded. However, then a slight look of concern took over his face when her face turned to slight frown, "Jas, where did you get it from?" he asked referring to the locket.

Waiting for her answer, Keller did take notice when Jasmine pulled herself away from him. He felt bad about this, he had not meant to put himself to close to her. He removed his hand from her arm and placed it on the back of the couch.

Jasmine settled back into the corner of the couch and faced Keller slightly. Tucking her hair behind her ear nervously, she glanced downat the locket and said softly, "I got it from my old house. Where I used to live with my real parents so long ago. I had gotten some information as to where it was from a...source. When I got there it was like it had been frozen in time. Although, any picture or personal affect had been removed. Nothing to remind meof my parents or even myself. However, when I was exploring the house I felt a strange pull to the attic where I found this box hidden in the wall. Inside was this."

Holding up the locket once again, it seemed to glow for a moment before settling back to it's original state. Shaking her head to clear it, Jasmine rubbed her forehead and said,"Anyways, Professor Erikson helped me figure some of it out." Feeling slightly dizzy, Jasmine closed her eyes a moment before she went on to say, "Keller, I know we just got here, but I think I need to go lie down."

She looked up at Keller and placed her hand lightly over his, hoping he would understand.

Keller furrowed his brow as he listened to Jasmine explain her obtaining the locket, his eyes darting to the locket a few times as she spoke. “Well I hope you have found out some things you never knew, Jas. That’s great.” The worried look slightly took over his face again as Jasmine rubbed her forehead. “Jas…” he whispered at a barely audible level rubbing the side of her face lightly. “Of course, yes go lay down. If you need me I think I’m just going to stay here for a while, maybe study some or I don’t know…but go lay down, ok?” He leaned forward and wrapped his arms gently around Jasmine in a big hug. Bringing himself back a little he picked his head up and kissed Jasmine lightly on the forehead. “I’m here if you need me, k?”

Jasmine smiled her thanks at Keller and returned his hug. Blushing slightly at his kiss to her forehead, she merely nodded and stood very slowly. Certain she wouldn't make a fool of herself and fall over, she squeezed his hand once more and turned to make her way to the girl's dorms. Stopping, she turned backslightly and said softly, with a smile, "Thank you Keller. See you soon, k?" Nodding again, she turned back to the stairs that would take her to the girl's dorms.

Keller held onto Jasmine’s hand firmly as she made her way up from the couch.

“Of course you will.” He responded a slight smile escaping his lips. “I’ll be around here.” Jasmine hadn’t looked to good when she had decided to leave and Keller wanted nothing more than to hold her and make whatever was making her feel bad go away and never return. But he had not asked her to stay with him because he knew they needed to move slowly and he wanted to make their relationship right, he would do whatever necessary.

Keller laid his head back on the arm of the couch, “Accio blanket.” he whispered and a blanket from across the room landed in his hands. Covering himself up, Keller shut his eyes and fell into a soft sleep, not to deep for his ears stayed perked to sounds of Jasmine returning to him.

A bit into his sleep Keller’s mind played a dream for him. A dream where he was running through a dark house, with pitch black walls. Misshapen spirits were following him down a hall, Keller stopped before he got to the end of the hall seeing two blurry figures before him. He stood silent and still while trying to focus enough to make out the figures. A moment later a stiff black cat took shape, and sitting next to it stroking it was Jasmine, his Jasmine, eating a fresh apple. “Jasmine.” Keller called out to her. “Please don’t touch the cat, don’t…!”

Keller bolted out of the dream, “Stop, please!” exclaimed from his mouth as he awoke, fresh beads of sweat forming on his hairline. Not knowing what the dream was, and feeling a strong migraine coming on Keller laid his head back down and fell into a restless sleep full of blurry spirits and dark cats chasing him through a vineyard at night.

When stared down at his socks and tilted her head to the side. She ran her finger along one of the turquoise stripes and turned back up at him. "They're sexy," she informed him matter of factly.

Once she'd stood up, she offered her hand to help him up, dusting her school skirt off with the other hand as she did. The shiny band-aid was gone by now. Which was just as well. It would have been dirty and ugly. And her finger was just fine.

Trick curled his left foot ticklishly as When's finger ran the length of a stripe. "No fair," he said quietly, squirming slightly. He smiled appreciatively and looked across at the top of When's head. "Thanks, lovely, yours are pretty too," he said appraising the blue socks.

He took the hand gratefully. He stared curiously at her fingers. There was something missing. "Where's the band-aid?" he asked, prodding the bare skin. However, he began the walk to the outside.

'Hey Dreamboy!' Mary said and smiled at Julian. She sat beside him and said. 'I guess you're thinking about the orphanage and Muggle world.' She took her diary and wrote something. After that, she kept it aside and went towards her dormitory, waving goodbye to Julian.

"So fair," she replied simply. When glanced down at her plain, sky blue socks. They didn't even have a polka-dot. "I suppose," she muttered.

She laced her fingers between his, resisting the urge to skip her way right to the door. "My band-aid?" What what what? Her gaze flicked down to their hands, then over to her free hand bouncing lightly against her side with her step. "Ohhhhhh. But my finger isn't damaged anymore," she said. They'd come to the portrait hole. She put out the unoccupied hand and pushed it open.

Sarah walked into the common room, groaning.. was there any place in Hogwarts which was less crowded..? Eve the common room seemed like a mess at the moment. She wet to the nearest arm chair by the fire ad started reading the potions book,Julia had given her.

Chandan sighed and observed the Common Room from his position at the portrait entrance.

There were so many people, it was quite unbelievable.

What are you doing? Chandan moaned inwardly. You're rhyming again, aren't you? What is it with the rhyming?!? As if you haven't got enough troubles... Great, now I'm talking to myself.

Frowning to himself, Chandan stormed right over to the fire, his cheery demeanour gone. He pulled out a Divination book and plonked it on his lap as he sat down on the floor, and then proceeded to pull out a DADA book, and lastly a COMC book emerged.

He took a self-inking quill from his bag, and some note-sized parchment squares, and began drawing ink drawings on the parchment. Surprisingly, they were quite well drawn, but completely irrelevant to the books perched on his lap.

Sarah was bored already, why did Potion sounded so stupid and idiotic.. "Arrrg..." She exclaimed before closing the book, and sinking into the arm chair more.. She looked up to see another boy join her, apparently he looked just much annoyed like she was.. She looked away.. "Annoyed that this place is so heavily crowded?" Sarah asked, not looking at but outside the window next to the armchair.

Chandan jumped slightly at a voice close to him. He glanced up briefly, noticing a girl, probably in his year, looking towards, or even outside the window next to where she sat. She looked annoyed too.

"Yeah, I never knew Hogwarts could be this crowded..." Chandan bit his lip in concentration as he drew some eyes on a rather evil face.

"Bah! Why can I never draw? Faces, faces!" He muttered absently to himself, drawing lines on a round ball.

"Does that look like a Toclafane to you?" He asked suddenly, holding the picture up in the light of the fire and inclining his head towards the girl.

"tell me about it, and I cant believe.. am seriously hating it," Sarah replied, muttering the last line, still not looking at him. Absently she crossed her arms across her chest.

Her attention was brought back to earth, when she heard the boy next her muttering, she thought he was saying something to her... she turned to look him, he looked like he was in the same year as her. "Huh? you sayin' something?" She asked but suddenly he was asking her something,. Something about.. wha? .. Toclafane! She looked at the circles he had made.. She dropped her gaze to the book on his lap.. Divination. Errrggg! "Oh you really don't need my opinion I suck at divination.." She told him chuckling at the end. "Am Sarah by the way.. Sarah Conner.." She told him, rummaging through her bag to take out her Herbology essay which was still due.