Cale's mouth almost fell open in horror as Anna announced she was leaving to go do something else. Was she mental? Leave him alone, with the oh-so-happy-to-see-Cale Slytherin couple? What was she doing!? Apparently, she didn't care if she left them alone and she came back to find him completely ripped apart by those two. "Erm...bye," he muttered as she left. He was very tempted to jump up and follow her out, as she had offered him to do, but that would make him seem cowardly in front of his fellow prefects. And his ego wouldn't allow him to do such a silly thing. He'd let--a good 10 minutes pass before he'd follow her out into the corridor. He could last ten simple minutes alone with these two, right?

"Well, if there is one person I really hope doesn't show up again, it's Trelawney," he muttered. He wasn't sure if Clifford and Evangeline were fans of the former Slytherin, but he knew that she wasn't really popular by any means, not even in her old house. Oh well, if they did happen to like her they didn't have to agree with him. That silly Intern had done everything to make Cale's life hell last year, and he was certainly more than happy that she was finally off somewhere else, torturing people who probably didn't deserve her cruelty any more than he did.

Lost in his thoughts about Trel, he didn't realize Evangeline had started talking again until she congratulated him--well, not specifically him, more like his whole house--on winning the house cup. What? Had his ears deceived him, or had Evangeline just given the house of Gryffindor a compliment? The house that she and her silly friend Ellie had tried so desperately two terms ago to stomp right into the ground? Oh, he had to have been mistaken.

But he wasn't. She really WAS giving him a compliment, and it was only polite for him to respond. "Oh, uh...thanks," he said with a genuine smile. Oh, poor Mr. Carden over there might seriously have a heart attack once her words sunk in, and that would make the moment all the more sweeter. "We worked really hard last term...I myself was actually kind of shocked we managed to pull it off," he added with a small chuckle. People always liked modesty, right?

Just then, the sound of the door opening caught his attention and Cale saw Kayla walk in the compartment once again. Darn, he had hoped for a second it would have been Anna. "Oh, hi Kayla...I was wondering, did you happen to see if the Ravvie prefects were hiding somewhere on the train, did you?" he asked, deciding to open it up to friendly conversation about their missing prefects to ease the tension a bit.

As Kayla stood there rather awkwardly Cale spoke up and she turned to him with a smile. "No I'm afraid I didn't, maybe they don't know about the new compartment for the Prefects" she answered as she sat down beside him. They had never really spoken to each other before but seeing how he always seemed to be with Anna and Kayla had kept her distance from the girl last year it was not surprising.

"So" she said after a moment. "Did you have a good summer? Go anywhere special? See anyone besides Anna?" oh she hated it when she did that. She had to try and remember not to fire off so many questions at once. Kayla gave him a sheepish smile. "Sorry I tend to do that when I'm nervous" she shrugged her shoulders and she had no idea why she was nervous either.

When he felt Evangeline's hand, the restless foot tapping came to a gradual stop and sent a quick, grateful glance in her direction. That grateful smile wavered slightly however, when she went on to ... to congratulate Newell and the rest of Gryffindor? EH!?

At a complete and utter loss of what to say or do, Clifford simply glanced between Evangeline and Newell his expression slightly bewildered. Okaaaay. What was going on here? Was he supposed to congratulate Newell as well? Hah! Well, there was no chance of that. None whatsoever. GRR!

He was glad when Kayla decided to come back in, and a genuine smile tugged at his lips. "Yo Kayla." He nodded politely. "My summer was actually pretty good this summer." He commented truthfully. It had easily been one of his best summers. "Bit surprised when I got that letter saying I was Prefect though.. Congrats by the way."

Even though things were apparently going smoothly between the three Prefects, Evangeline knew better than to hope it would continue like that forever. That was why she let out the smallest sight of relief when the compartment door opened again. Whoever that was, surely it would make this tension subside, right? She dearly hoped so.

Smiling at the Hufflepuff Prefect, Evangeline nodded at her question. "It was a very good summer." She smiled at the girl, her fingers unconsciously playing with Clifford's. "I hope yours was good too. And congratulations on the badge." She had only met Kayla once, and apart from the embarrassment the girl had produced in that encounter, Evangeline found her to be rather nice.

At Cale's words regarding Trelawney, she looked back at the Gryffindor boy and shrugged lightly. Fact was, she had thought that Cassandra being there would upset her last term, but it hadn't. It had been weird .. seeing the girl while she desperately tried to fill her shoes, but she had eventually grown out of it. Not that she didnt admire her anymore. "Her internship was only one year long, wasn't it?" She commented, trying to remember what her Mother had told her about St. Mungo's Healer Training Program. Hmmm.

All thoughts of St. Mungos poofed out of her brain, however, when she saw the look on Cale's face. Bwaha. He totally hadn't been expecting that. Well, but it was true. Evangeline Green had infact congratulated the entire Gryffindor House for winning the House Cup.

Dude, she totally was the grown up here.

A small smile crept to her lips when he admitted to have been shocked they had managed to win it and she half wondered if he really meant it. She liked to think Slytherin had given them a hard time, but it was just her way of licking her own wounds - a way of preserving some of her pride. "I can only hope this term's race will be as exciting." She truthfully said with a firm nod. It was hard to keep a straight face when she could see Clifford's expression from the corner of her eye and she turned to look at him, sending a little wink in his direction.

Weeeeee.