"C'mon, Annie! Last one to the choklit is a rotten flobberworm!" Max suddenly shouted and scrambled to his feet. "And its gonna be all mine." He lifted one foot into the air as if he were about to take a step in the direction of the mirror and over the age line.

Lyra heard the perkiness in Bunbunz voice and turned her head to the side. "Niffley's okay. He's just...needing someone to pet him and care for him," she began then turned back to look at the mirror, pretending as though she was looking at the little niffler Bunbunz wanted. "Perhaps...someone to feed him...choklit?"

She then looked up as she heard Professor Vindictus speaking. "Flobberworm! Flobberworm! Rot-ten Flobberworm!"

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"C'mon, Annie! Last one to the choklit is a rotten flobberworm!" Max suddenly shouted and scrambled to his feet. "And its gonna be all mine." He lifted one foot into the air as if he were about to take a step in the direction of the mirror and over the age line.

Annie's head snapped up for real this time and her blue eyes narrowed competitively. "Oh no you don't!" she shouted, slowly picking herself up from the floor too. "CHOKLITTTTTT!!!!!!!"

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Lyra heard the perkiness in Bunbunz voice and turned her head to the side. "Niffley's okay. He's just...needing someone to pet him and care for him," she began then turned back to look at the mirror, pretending as though she was looking at the little niffler Bunbunz wanted. "Perhaps...someone to feed him...choklit?"

She then looked up as she heard Professor Vindictus speaking. "Flobberworm! Flobberworm! Rot-ten Flobberworm!"

"AND NIFFLEY!" Annie was bouncing on the edge of the line now. "Niffley needs me, Maxxie, did you hear that!"

She beamed and elbowed her way past the flying instructor. "On your mark...get set....GO!"

Shouting the last word, the redhead took off across the weird floating line at a full sprint for Lyra and the mirror. She had barely taken two long steps, however, before she slowed her pace considerably and froze in the middle of the room.

"Um...I..." Bunbunz blinked and glanced down at her bare feet, then over her shoulder toward hyperactive Vindictus and then toward Lyra and the PINK heels.

Realization was going to be slow in coming to her as she added awkwardly, "Where are my shoes?"

Watching Bunbunz, she sees her go from excited to confused, in seconds. Waiting to see when Vindictus will realize his hands are covered in cake, she inches closer.

Bunbury's actions caught him off-guard and Vindictus found himself doing a face plant . . . and landing on the other side of the line. He groaned and rolled over on his back. "Ugh . . . the kitchen needs to be inspected," he said slowly and his face was taking on a pale shade of green. "My head hurts and I think . . . I think I'm gonna be sick. Bucket? Something?" His hands flew to his mouth.

Ew...ew....ewwwwwwwwwwww!

"Accio bucket," Lyra said as she quickly reached for her wand in her robes. Instantly a bucket appeared and she handed it to the sick professor and turned back to Professor Bunbunz.

"Your shoes are here," she pointed next to her and smiled. "It seems as though...I kept them safe for you, Professor." She smiled knowing she was going to miss those beautiful PINK shoes. But at least things were coming back to normal.

Vindictus somehow got into a crawling postition and cradled the bucket as he stuck his face inside. "I feel as if someone force-fed me a dozen puking pastilles," he groaned into the bucket.

"Ummm,I don't think it helped, that you stuffed my slice of cake into your mouth whole." Liz says pointing at his cake covered hands, coming back over to the group again.

"No, I remember eating Sunday roast beef in the Great Hall with an extra helping of Yorkshire pudding," Vindictus gulped and the memory quickly fizzled to remembering a burning pain in the pit of his stomach. He was beginning to sweat and somehow got to his feet. He looked up from the bucket and his face was pale green. "I think I'm gonna hurl." He stuck his face in the bucket and staggered out of the room.

Okay, they were adults again... She mentally squirmed as she wished someone would let her move again.

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Ew...ew....ewwwwwwwwwwww!

"Accio bucket," Lyra said as she quickly reached for her wand in her robes. Instantly a bucket appeared and she handed it to the sick professor and turned back to Professor Bunbunz.

"Your shoes are here," she pointed next to her and smiled. "It seems as though...I kept them safe for you, Professor." She smiled knowing she was going to miss those beautiful PINK shoes. But at least things were coming back to normal.

Anastasia slowly turned her head, wincing just once at mention of a bucket. Dear Merlin, she would never be that pathetic. She had a splitting headache, of course, but she had a potion for that.

"My shoes," Bunbunz turned back to Lyra and offered her a week smile, quickly darting across the cold floor to strap her gorgeous PINK heels back on. "Ahh, now that's right."

She fluffed out her hair a little and flinched again at the sounds of Max retching into his bucket.

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Vindictus somehow got into a crawling postition and cradled the bucket as he stuck his face inside. "I feel as if someone force-fed me a dozen puking pastilles," he groaned into the bucket.

"Really, control yourself," she mumbled, rubbing her arms with her hands. "Maybe if you hadn't eaten so much choklit and cake and lollies...."

Annie blinked and clapped a hand to her mouth then as she suddenly remembered flashes of the last few weeks... and the inhuman amount of chocolate she had consumed.... and her behavior toward the ridiculous, overpaid, glorified gardener groundskeeper man....who had been 'Niffley' to her.....

"Merlin, Merlin, nooo......I didn't...I....I...." Bunbunz stuttered, sinking to the floor in shame. She was practically melting, with cheeks redder than her flaming hair. "What did I do??????" Or maybe the better question is 'What DIDN'T I do?'

Listening to Bunbunz, Liz kneels down next to her. Trying to keep her voice gentle, "I don't think it was really that bad."

Lyra had seen enough and lost her favorite pair of shoes. GREAT! Now she was the one who had to walk barefoot back to the Hufflepuff common room. On her way out the door, she heard Bunbunz and saw her sink to the floor. "Professor, don't worry," she shook her head, offering a hand to help her up. "You were very cool. One of the coolest, I might add." The other would have been Professor Vindictus...until the bucket incident.

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Listening to Bunbunz, Liz kneels down next to her. Trying to keep her voice gentle, "I don't think it was really that bad."

Annie started massaging her temple with one one hand and eyed the Ravenclaw girl warily.

"That bad? THAT bad?" She inhaled deeply to try to maintain her temper and keep her self-loathing in check. "Tell me, dear child.... how old would you have estimated I was? Did I - did I really flirt with Prefect Newell?"

She wanted to ram her head into the wall as that memory came to mind suddenly. UGH ugh ugh it was just wrong on so many levels. "And did I try to skate on a corridor of ice? What about...." Bunbunz went pale suddenly, "there was a dragon, wasn't there? And chocolate?"

Annie absentmindedly patted the pockets of the jacket she was wearing suddenly. Tommy Hilfiger? Ugh, that was sooo American. That must mean ---

"I should be going," Bunbury declared, standing up suddenly with one hand held to her forehead and forming a shield over her eyes.

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Lyra had seen enough and lost her favorite pair of shoes. GREAT! Now she was the one who had to walk barefoot back to the Hufflepuff common room. On her way out the door, she heard Bunbunz and saw her sink to the floor. "Professor, don't worry," she shook her head, offering a hand to help her up. "You were very cool. One of the coolest, I might add." The other would have been Professor Vindictus...until the bucket incident.

"Uh...thanks," the redhead blinked at Lyra on her way out. "But mark my words....that will never happen again." She shook her head and briskly marched out of that stupid room, cursing the day she had ever spotted that ridiculous mirror.

Feeling horrible for the professor, though some of it was kind of funny. I couldn't imagine how she feels right now...

She looks at Lyra, and gives her a faint smile. "I guess we should go too..." she says glancing at the mirror.

"Yeah! You're right," Lyra said to Liz and made her way out of the room. It was time to study for finals, her worst nightmare...EVER!

"What is everyone doing in here Anna?" Alex asked in a curious, childish voice as she peeked into the room, holding her prefect tight be the hand.

Starting to follow Lyra, she stops when Professor Pierce walked into the room.

"ummm..." Liz starts to say, but not sure how exactly to explain what she had just witnessed.

"Oh, beautiful woman! Care to see your future?" the Grey Lady asked and she hovered near the mirror. Time was running out and this adult female was the last remaining victim. "Children, please lead this lady to this lovely looking glass."

"You'll see in just a moment," Anna simply replied, not wanting to worry the professor with any details for now. She'd be all better in a moment anyway, so it wasn't like an explanation really mattered at this exact moment. Anna squeezed her Head of House's hand tightly, ensuring her that it would all be okay in just a few moments. "I've brought Professor Pierce," Anna said, announcing their entrance to the entire room---ghosts, professors, and students alike.

Anna smiled at the Ravenclaw ghost when she spoke up and addressed Professor Pierce. Anna tugged a bit at the professor's hand and urged her to the walk closer to the mirror. "We're coming, ma'am," Anna said, addressing the Grey Lady once again. Walking forward, Anna more or less forced Professor Pierce to come with her. She was afraid time would run out far too quickly for the professor to be saved if Anna wasted any more time. With a firm grip on the professor's hand, Anna gently pushed her right up to the mirror and directly across that age line that had earlier been created.

Abby walks up to the portrait of the dragon. It would be a dragon. Professor Truebridge is like a dragon. What does that make Professor Kazimeriz. He's the snake in the grass. Constant vigilance. He's always full of surprises. Abby turns the knob and goes in. She needs to see the Grey Lady. I don't she here. She's never here when I need her. I doubt she can talk any sense into Professor Kazimeriz. He's pumped up on saving Professor Lupa's honor. What is it with adults and honor. Honor is a great thing to have, but dying for it is just stupid to me.

"Hi everyone!" Alex said waving to the room. "Ohh! What a pretty mirror!" she bounded over to see the mirror, but once she got there, she stopped. A shocked face turned to face Anna, "Oh my." was all Professor Pierce said. She placed her hands on her cheecks and asked with a sheepish grimace, "What have I been doing?"