Professor Vindictus unlocked the rusty lock to the spare locker room. The place itself was a relic of the past and he thought it appropriate for the current lesson. In his arms, he carried an old beat up trunk and sat it on the dusty ground.

Maddox came in and sat down. He like Professor Vindictus' classes. "hello professor how are you?" He asked from the dirty chair he just sat on.

Cale walked into the spare locker room and looked around. There was only one other student there, a Hufflepuff whose name was escaping him at the moment. "Good afternoon Professor," he said, greeting Vindictus and taking a seat near the back of the room.

Amelia had read the instructions on the parchment from Vindictus' envelope over and over again. Try to smell like a boy... no hair ribbons or clips... no jewelry... no makeup or perfumes...

It wasn't like she wore makeup anyway; as far as pants and athletic shoes, she had those. Well they weren't really hers, but the pants were an old pair of athletic pants that she had borrowed from Tancred two years ago and never gave back. Thank goodness he was a bit shorter at that time than he was now, but even so they were still huge on her 5'7" frame. The convenient hemming charm they practiced in DADA fixed that problem up though...

As for her long red hair, it wouldn't due well to have it draping down her back. Yet she was not about to cut it either, so she carefully took the time to tuck it into her robes.

It was the smelling like a boy part that really got to her. Not like there were any books on how to smell like a boy. She just had to go with what she knew from her brothers' scents. Good thing she was handy with a wand; with a bit of handiwork, she quickly smelled of sweat and overall grungyness.

One thing bothered the seventh year though; why the spare locker room? Nothing was ever held there and it was so dusty. Shrugging, it didn't matter because this could be her last opportunity to have a lesson with Vindictus.

She entered the locker room regardless and noticed the quidditch official with the beat up old trunk in his arms. Smiling his way she reached into her messenger bag to pull out what he had requested of his female captains angels. About a dozen of Melita's cookies.

"Hello Professor!" she grinned enthusiastically. "I have what you requested..." she told him, handing him the bag of cookies, which was not a dozen, but more like twenty or so of the 'special cookies'.

Clifford wasn't sure so sure about attending this lesson. He was still a little sour from losing that Quidditch match, and he didn't want to accidentally say something that would get him into trouble.

He simply couldn't miss a Quidditch lesson though. Nope, and it was a black-eyed, swollen faced Clifford that wandered into the spare locker room for class, greeting Vindictus with a grunt.

Curt made his way into the other, rarely traversed Locker Room. What was Vindictus up to this time?, Curt couldn't help but think as he walked into the room. He wasn't the first in there by any means, it was Vindictus, Maddox, Cale the Gryffindor Prefect, a Slytherin boy that Curt only knew of through Quidditch; Clifford... and Mia was there too?

"Hey Mia." Curt said, winking as he walked by her and sat down on the bench next to Maddox. "What are you doing in here?" he asked with a brow raised.

Hermy had seen the notice, and had been eagerly awaiting this lesson. And she had done just what the instructions had said. Her hair (well, bed hair to be more accurate) was in a rough frizzy mess - no clips in sight, she had taken off all jewelry except the disillusioned bracelet she always wore, and had taken care not to use any scented body wash or lotion. In fact, despite it sounding gross, Hermy hadn't properly washed since the Ravenclaw vs Slytherin match. Afterall, she didn't want to be found out by Wystan if she happened to appear later on. That teacher was scary, and Hermy had absolutely no idea how else to make herself smell boyish.

She entered the locker room trying to look as inconspicious as possible, and avoiding the splintery bench, plonked herself on the dusty floor. The trackpants she was wearing were old painting ones of hers anyway, so a little grime wouldn't hurt. It was more boyish to be dirty. Right?

Maddox could tell that it was Mia right away. He chuckled and was wondering why she was in guys clothing. "Hey mia, how are you?" He grinned.





Maddox watched as curt sat next to him. He turned to him and said, "Hey man great game the other day." He shook his hand conginuted to ask, "Why is Mia here, dressed in guys clothing?" He chuckled

Pants – checked; athletic shoes – checked; no hair ribbons or clips – checked; no jewellery nor make up – double checked. And, last but not least – after all it was the hardest thing to do – no coconut smell. Sniffle. But alas, the announcement read ‘try to smell like a boy’ and she didn’t know many boys that smelt like coconuts.

Not that she walked up to random boys and sniffed them anyway. Eh.

But she had made sure that she at least didn’t look like a girl. Pants were easy, just like the athletic shoes. Thank Merlin had Mum had insisted on her packing those. Jewellery and make up – well, she simply didn’t use them so yeah. As far as her hair was concerned, the woolly hat she had on her hair, supposedly to protect her from the cold, did a great job at hiding her long black hair.

Why she was there however – at a Quidditch lesson – she wasn’t sure. She definitely was not sure of why she had even bothered to read Quidditch books.

Belle’s was starting to affect her mental health, that’s what it was.

Since she had no idea of where this lesson was supposed to be held, she stalked followed Mia the Stalker, who stunk of sweat, sure that the Quidditch Captain would know the way. But boy, did this room needed cleaning. Heh.

“Hello Professor.” She smiled tentatively at Maximi .. eh, Vindictus, but her smile grew much more genuine when she saw Clifford. EEEP!! Her eyes showed worry when she took in his appearance though, and she made her way to him, sitting on the seat next to where he was. “Quidditch?” She asked, with her eyebrow raised as she eyed his bruises, a smile on her lips nevertheless.

Obviously, Quidditch was good for some stuff.

"Ugh!" Anna Greingoth quietly exclaimed, frowning at every article of clothing she had on from head to toe. "Stupid muggle-type shoe," she thought to herself, as she dug the heel of her shoe into the ground in an attempt to slide it back on. They were a whole size and a half too big, and they had some weird star looking symbol on them. If Anna was being honest, they were pretty cool...for a pair of guys shoes, that is.

True, Anna's jeans were a size too small and had holes in the knees...and the shirt she'd found had been an awful shade of puke-green, but at least she'd done what the notice had asked - shown up looking as much like a boy as she could. To top off her unusal look, she'd thrown her hair into a bun and tossed a muggle cap of some kind on top.

Merlin help me if Cale Newell EVER saw this....

She made her way inside and looked around...Wow! Some of these students really did look like boys! She fought her way through the crowd only losing her left shoe once, and sat down against the wall.

Lima eagerly entered the locker room looking completely like a boy. She had taken off all of her jewelery, and was wearing the baggy t-shirt and jeans that Maddox had sent her. To top it off she tied her hair up and put it under a baseball cap that was too large for her. She even made sure not to smell of perfume or anything else that could be deemed as being 'girlish'.

Upon reading about this lesson she knew that there was no way that she would miss it.

She took a seat beside Maddox and winked at him. She still felt a bit uncomfortable about the last Hogsmeade visit but was hoping that he had forgiven her by now.

Tomasina had heard some girls whispering about a secret flying class with the boys and she hoped it was true. She had slept in her Quidditch uniform the day before to smell like a boy. They never smelled like they had showered or anything so she thought she was smelling just like a boy would. And she had transfigure her long hair into a shorter hair cut. With her green jogging pants and her silver hoodie she looked like a small elven year old boy.

She slowly walked down to the pitch praying she wasn't going to get her head bitten off. She rounded the corner and made a beeline for the Extra Locker room, and she silently stepped in and tried to look like she was supposed to be there.

Completely immersed in the mere presence of Vindictus, Amelia hadn't even bothered to look around. Well at least not until someone addressed her and asked her what she was doing there. Finally taking a moment to look around, she noticed she was the only girl there at that time, in a room full of boys. This is where she was supposed to go, right?

She turned at the sound of someone else entering; a Ravenclaw girl whom she didn't know to well but was sure she was on the quidditch team. Whew!

Spinning back around to face the male Hufflepuff Prefect, she was suddenly aware of how horribly dingy she appeared to her usual self and was sure her cheeks flushed. Biting her lip, she smiled at him but then realized it probably wasn't too 'boyish' to be smiling like that.

"Oh hey Curt," she replied finally. "Here for the flying lesson, of course."

Rhiannon entered the spare locker room, wearing an old pair of pants she had dug out of the bottom of her trunk and sneakers. The weather was helping her in hiding her hair, since she was able to tuck in under a knit cap that had once been Jonathan's. Which also took care of the smelling like a boy, since the hat smelled like the Quidditch player still, even though he hadn't had it for years.

Seeing Hermy sitting on the floor, she went over quietly and sat down with her, nodding at Mia as she passed.

Cale's mouth fell open as girl after girl walked into the locker room, every one of them dressed like a boy. After the initial shock wore off, he chuckled to himself. Was that HONESTLY how they thought all boys dressed? And smelled? He was quite certain he didn't smell--he showered everyday.

He grinned even more as Anna walked in, wearing oversized Converse and ripped jeans that were clearly too small on her. As she walked by--he was pretty sure she hadn't noticed him--he whispered, "Hey, there's an empty seat by me."

Maddox smiled at her. She looked hilarious in his clothes, especially since they were way to big for her. They never got to finish their conversation the other day at hogsmead. He was still slightly mad at her, but not to the point of breaking up like she thought, which he didnt get to explain.

He leaned over to her and whispered, "Before we part ways, we need to talk."

Curt turned back to Maddox as he congratulated him on the Quidditch game vs. Gryffindor. "Oh, thanks mate." he said with a warm nod, shaking Maddox's hand. "You were great yourself, great chaser." he said with a nod.

Curt laughed at Maddoxs's next question. Honestly, Curt didn't know exactly why the girls were dressed as guys. But he had a good idea, so they could practice co-ed. "I'm not sure." Curt said with a chuckle, "But if I didn't know her so well I'd say she is looking pretty convincing." Curt said with a wry smile in Amelia's direction.

Clifford's eye's widened when the very last person he'd been expecting to walk in ... walked in. Whoa. Evangeline was here. Evangeline was here.. at a boy's Quidditch lesson. Sure, her hair was hiding, she was wearing strange clothes and she didn't smell the same - but it was definately still his Evie.

Those bludgers he'd endured had obviously knocked him slightly crazy. Eh.

"Erm.. yes. Quidditch." He blinked a her in complete shock.

She sat down on a bench out of the way of all the reunions and such. She didn't know anyone there anyways.

Sam couldnt help but smile as she walked into the lacker room. This was exactly what she lived for. Finally she was able to wear her old pair of jeans and had on an old bacn t-shirt that use to belong to her dad. Faded checkered vans were on her feet, and she had her long reddish-brown hair in a ponytail. She put the tail of the ponytail in her shirt, and put on a hat. It looked like she had no hair. Perfect.

She looked around and saw that her cousin was here too. Smiling again, the Gryffindor walked over to Lima and stood next to her. "Hey Lima Bean. Man Im so ready for this lesson to start." she said, excitment showing in her chocolate brown eyes.

"Wow," Anna thought to herself, that girl even SOUNDS like a boy. "Oh, sure thanks," she said, starting to sit down.

Whoa.....WAIT A MINUTE.

Anna stumbled and nearly fell - thanks to those oversized star-symboled shoes - but caught herself before she fell and possibly back-flipped over a crowd of people.

"Oh my - CALE!" she whispered, a smile lighting up every little inch of her face. She dashed from standing to sitting in less than half a second, quickly forgetting how silly she must look in front of him. "What's are you doing he-....what are they doing?" Anna asked, looking around. "Oh forget them! I'm so excited to see you!" she whispered.

She giggled as he smiled at her. She knew how ridiculous she must be looking in his clothes. But it was all worth it to be co-ed again.

When he whispered to her she just nodded seriously. She had some idea of what he wanted to talk about. "Listen, I just want to say that I'm sorry again. What happened last time..." she whispered back at him, blushing slightly as she trailed off.


Lima looked up suddenly when she heard a familiar voice. "Hey Sam! I'm not surprised to see you here," she said happily though also a bit uncomfortably. She remembered the last time that all three of them were in the same room together and was worried that Maddox would not be too keen on seeing Sam again. "I'm really eager too. Even though I don't care for clothes that are like 4 sizes too big on me," she added laughing as he examined wht she was wearing.

Reese walked into the Locker Room after hearing about this 'secret' flying lesson.She wore a pair of baggy jeans that covered up her shoes and a too big of a T-shirt.Okay.This was not Reese,but it wasn't suppose to be.She had roll her hair into a bun and stuck it into a cap.All that shown was the ends of her bangs.She aslo wore a pair of her shoes that looked worn out.This may actuallu work.She looked around to see if anybody she knew was in here.

Gulping, Melina entered the room, hoping she had not brought any 'forbidden item'. Sure, she had made certain not to wear anything on her hair and to switch her uniform's skirt for trousers but still she feared that she might have forgotten a little something. She truly hoped not.

At the sight of the students, Melly did not know what to do. Truth was that she had only went there for the single purpose of meeting Allie, though she doubted he'd be there. Wasn't he the one who wasn't a fan of broomsticks? Still, she couldn't help but hope that he had realized that both schools would meet. Surely he'd come if he knew that, no?

Ah, if only she could meet at least one of her friends there.