Emalyn entered the great hall and took a seat at the Hufflepuff table. It was a nice day...almost the end of term. Emalyn was sad about this, but also excited. The next term she'd be in her third year. Her THIRD year! Third years looked so old to her, and now she was going to be become one, soon. It kind of got on her nerves though, because she missed the deadlines. She was thirteen now, and would be fourteen in her third year. How was that fair?

She shrugged it off and filled her plate with food, smiling at the people around her.

A vial floated over above the Hufflepuff table. When no one was looking, it dripped down some of the hair growth potion into each of the pitchers, so that anyone who drank from them would have a foot of green hair growth... hopefully from their heads. Its job done, it floated away again.

Herminny looked on from th Gryffindor table and saw Lina had successfully completed her plan and quckly left the hall to go join Lucy at the lake and tell her the good news.

Perhaps Dominic really ought to spend more time in the great hall; especially with the cramming for the OWL exams and last minute homeworks. Because really, he was always told that food was like good for the brain or something and helped one to metabolize information better or something like that anyway.

Frowning as he rubbed his head, the fifth year took a seat up at the end (so he could quickly dash away to the common room again and continue studying as soon as he finished with his food). Piling some beef and potatoes and treacle pie onto his plate, Dom poured himself a glass of pumpkin juice as he only than realized how thirsty he was. Studying could really dehydrate someone.

Taking a rather large gulp from his glass, he had one glass down in two gulps. Pouring some more, he drank that down almost as quickly, leaving a small bit in the bottom as his chin started to itch . . .

Lazily chewing on a piece of bread probably wasn't Sarah's best idea.Just as she was about to swallow it got stuck in her throat.Coughing like crazy she leant forward and picked up her goblet of juice.
Taking a huge gulp she managed to dislodge it and calm her coughing.
"God...I'm not going to do that again!" she spluttered,wiping her watering eyes with the corner of her robes.
Placing her goblet back down,Sarah noticed her reflection in it... Is that a green tinge to my face?
Quickly grabbing it again to get a closer look,she screamed at the top of her lungs.. "My face is going green and hairy!!!"

Still screaming she slammed the goblet down on the table and scrambled from her seat.Hitching up her robes she ran as fast as she could out of the Great Hall in search of help.

Whit walked over to the Huffie table,hoping to see someone she knew. It had been a while since she last visited a table other than the Slytherin and she did know quite a few Hufflepuffs. Lima being one of them. Once she reached the table she stood there and attempted looking at everyone,waiting to find someone she knew.

Tobi ran by the tables leaving Motivational posters fluttering down in his wake











“Enjoy!” he called.

Lima entered the Great Hall and stood in front of her Table. She was feeling so ashamed of herself, but she had to do this. And if she had no choice, she would rather do this sooner than later. She took a deep breath and said in a loud voice, "I'm sorry for what I did and how I lost Points for Hufflepuff because of my foolishness. I deserved everything I got. Even the horns on my head." She then rushed over and took a seat beside Whit, hiding her head in shame behind a drink pitcher.

Whit took a seat,and just as she did she saw Lima walk up to the table and apologize to her fellow Huffies. Once she was done she went and sat next to her and hid behind...a pitcher? "Liiiimaaaaa. What was that about? Is everything alright?" 'Obviously not' How in the world did Lima lose her house points? She was Lima not.....someone else. And what were those horns doing on her head? "You have horns on your head?" she added,saying it more as a statement than a question.

Lima flinched as Whit started talking to her. "Shhh! You'll give away my hiding place!" she exclaimed frightened. She took the plate that was in front of her and quickly put it in front of her face. "I feel so humiliated."

Apparently Dominic wasn't the only one with the green hair growing. Looking over at the younger girl as she screamed of her face growing green and hair, Dominic paused to look at his own reflection. Long green beard. Ugh ... how virtually ANNOYING and horrible this was for his image.

"Finite incantatum," he murmured quickly pointing his wand at his chin and the long growth from it.

Hoping it was enough, Dominic blinked as he then noticed the many variety of Gryffindor flyers that were scattered at the Hufflepuff table. Clever, some of them were. That was when he remembered there was a quidditch match going on... the Championship match! He'd become so overwhelmed in studying that he completely forgot!


About to dash from the Great Hall, he stopped as Lima ... his mock older sister ... entered the Hall and exclaimed of her losing points. She lost points? Oh darn! Shows how much he knew what with his being completely distracted this term with all that happened. Frowning, he got an idea.

"Lima!" he called, hurrying around the table and approaching her from her behind. "We'll forgive you for the points but you're coming to the quidditch match and earning some points back for sportsmanship!" With that, the fifth year took hold of her arm to drag her up and out of the hall....

She squeaked as Dom came up behind her. He was going to kill her. she dropped the plate she was holding and heard it clatter on the floor. She opened her mouth to tell him that she was sorry and would never do anything like that again for the rest of Term. But he said something about sportsmanship instead. "What on earth?" she said confused as he dragged her away from her seat.

Hearing the clatter of the plate on the floor, Dominic suddenly regretted sneaking up on her. Thinking that perhaps this was not a good idea to do so. But then again, it was Lima. "Sportsmanship at the Quidditch match," The hufflepuff urged on. "We get points for getting as many hufflepuffs there as possible and just... oh, quit resisting. Just COME ON!" He urged again, dragging her from the Great Hall.