"Don't be a spoil sport. Your the one who is always telling me to have fun...well now I am. Sneaky kind of fun" Kayla giggled at his frown, aww he was so cute when he was being serious.

*He raised an eye brow to the younger student then back to Kayla.* "You plan to spy on the meeting?"
*He stood in front of her and folded his arms.*
"I'm no spoil sport, I just know when to leave the dead alone."
*Truth be told Gabben had tried to spy on a ghost meeting in his first year. It wasn't very fun.*

"Oh, good evening to you, too, sir," Anna said, nodding and smiling to the ghost (Fat Friar) who'd spoken to the students. No...that one was definitely not anything like Peeves. He actually seemed extremely nice, as did the other ghosts who were quickly drifting away, supposedly heading down to the fifth floor. "Awww, darn," she said, shrugging and turning back to Kayla, Paris, and Gabben. "I missed them again. Why won't they speak to us?" Anna's eyed widened and sparkled as Kayla suggested they follow the ghosts. "Oh, let's do it!" Anna exclaimed. "You know, they seem to be gone now. Ready?"

"The best sort of fun," She chimed in.

She put her hands on her hips as the boy questioned her. "I've spied on heads of state discussing the price of gold in South Africa, so spying on a little ghost meeting is nothing for me." She informed him. "But if you are scared to come stay here." She told him

She grinned at Anna. "Are we corrupting Miss Prefect?" She giggled.

"Yes I do as a matter of fact" she said somewhat defiantly. "Well no-one is holding a wand to your head Gabben, you can stay behind if you like" Kayla turned back to Anna.

Kayla let out a little giggle. "Most definitely, let's go." She pulled both Anna and Paris along with her as they ran down the staircase to the fifth floor.

*Gabben rolled his eyes and sighed.* "Ahhh nothing I say will stop you lot... so I might as well go with you."

*He turned to the young girl and smirked.* "Heads of state? Not bad youngling. And I'm not scared, I'm only scared of... not sure really. I'll get back to you on that."

*He moved out of the way and started walking down the hall with the girls. This will end badly... He shrugged off the thought and kept walking.*

...Were they gone? Juniper peered around the edge of the pillar and heaved a sigh of relief. They had all gone, and now she could make up her mind in peace. The only problem was that now she had another choice. She could find out about ghosts, since evidently they were back for good.

That was a pretty good idea, actually. Juniper snapped her fingers, glad to have finally made a decision, and hurried off to begin some research about ghosts. First stop? The library, of course.

She puffed out her chest when he complimented her. "Thank you." She told him honestly. "Yes do get back to me on that." She told him.

Myrtle was, officially, a master of disguise. She had picked the best spot on the entire sixth floor to hide and no one had caught her. Not even that itty-bitty Ravenclaw girl had seen her, not even when she had hid right behind the same pillar Myrtle was hiding behind. True, Myrtle had the ghostly advantage of being see-through and all, but still. She'd been a good girl and hadn't even giggled at the Fat Friar or anything.

They were all too worried about their 'secret mirror' to bother about Myrtle anyway. Good - she really didn't want to face the wrath of the Bloody Baron when he discovered she had been the one to reveal its location.

And now that all the other ghosts had floated away to have a 'secret meeting', Myrtle could float back to bothering the Prefects. It was the best way to spend an eternity of free time, after all. Barty Squid was much more boring company than the students of Hogwarts.

Myrtle floated out from behind her pillar, looking left, then right very carefully before floating anywhere else. She thought the coast was clear and then started bounce-floating her way to the nearest staircase.

Freya was walking around the sixth floor corridors, she had been going back and forth between the portrait and her common room. Her pale eyes looked up and spotted a ghost not far ahead of her. A small smile came across her face and she silently followed, not having much else to do. "Hello." She said kindly to the seemingly happy spirit.

Myrtle whipped around suddenly, startled to hear someone talking to her. Oh, a Slytherin.

"Hellllllllllo," she called over her shoulder toward the girl. "And goodbye."

The ghostie let out a girlish giggle and then *POOF* disappeared through the wall. On to the fifth floor.

Abby walks down the sixth floor hall looking for the painting of the Sleeping Herbidian Dragon. She was curious to see if the secret room was still open. Lady Ravenclaw and Sir Nicholas seemed so concerned when they found the room full of professors and students. I imagine they got Professor Kazimeriz to lock it. Abby finally find the painting. The knob is still there. Abby tries to turn it nothing happens. She then gets out her wand, clears her mind, and points her wand at the lock. Abby says Alohomora over and over again in her mind. She tries the lock again. The door won't open. It figures he would use a locking charm that Alohomora wouldn't counter act. Abby goes on her way.

Rose had taken a wrong turn....again and ended up on the fifth...no sixth floor. She'd been trying to get her charms homework done but during her escapade and getting lost once again she'd been unable to get it done. Sighing, she trudged rather despondently towards the window she could see at the end of the corridor. Pushing up rather half-heartedly she smiled slightly when the window didn't budge.
"Alohomora" She spoke softly, feeling slightly odd at talking to herself. The lock twitched but didn't move. Sighing, she stood up straight and made the effort, "Alohomora" The lock clicked smoothly and Rose pushed the window open feeling extremely pleased.

Claire walked down one of the corridors. SHe was finally learning where just about everything was in the school. She really was loving it at Hogwarts, everyone was right about that. She still didn't really know very many people at the school, she was always really really shy. But she decided just to walk around for a while. She had nothing better to do at the moment.

Ludo exited the firing room used for Transfiguration and walked out into the sixth floor corridor. It felt late...the light outside was dimming. He felt he really should head to dinner before all the food was gone.
"If it's even possible for the residents of Hogwarts to consume that much..." he thought.

He walked along the hall, keeping to the lighted areas of floor close to the walls, under the torches mouted above. As he walked, Ludo had the urge to stretch his arms out. He did...and his right hand came contacted with something solid...hard.
"OW!" he said, lettling loose a foul word or two and sucking on his fist. He looked around, hoping no one caught that.

Looking around for whatever he'd hit, Ludo stared. It was a portrait. A dragon asleep and the school motto written around it. But curiously...it was not the portrait frame he'd hit...but a handle. "Weird. This is very out of place." he thought, rather obviously.

This was too good to turn away from. Ludo stepped up to the portrait and pulled on the handle. Easy enough, it swung forward. Giving a slight gasp, Ludo stepped carefully inside, letting the portrait-door close silently behind him.

Lyra hated the fact that she was thrown out of that room by the ghosts. That was absolutely crazy. She wanted to see that mirror again, just to see it but not look into it. She was by herself at the moment and she knew that it would be too much, but just to stand by it...hug it...kiss it...clean it's reflection.

She walked over to the door and tried to wiggle the lock. It was at that moment that she noticed, it was opened again. "Yay!" she whispered with excitement to herself and carefully slipped inside.

Agie with her scarf was following Lyra. She giggled softly as she noticed Lyra being all sneaky and going into that weird place.

When the cost was clear, Agie too followed Lyra into the room with the mirror.

Abby has been walking around the castle looking for Sir Cadogan. That knight seems to not like staying in his painting, or could he be hiding from the Grey Lady? She finds herself back in front of the painting of the Sleeping Dragon. She looks the painting over with a fine tooth comb. I doubt anyone would be crazy enough to hide in a painting of a dragon. Sleepind dragons have a way of waking up at the worse times. Abby sees the the mysterious knob is still there. She turns it. The door apears and opens. Abby goes inside.

The two had broken into a mad dash at the base of the stairs leading to the Fourth Floor and were breathless when they finally reached the Sixth Floor. "Yeah . . . Brennan was . . . being a prat . . . burned his backside," Vindictus said between breaths and laughed at the memory. "Kazi saw the whole thing." He stopped and looked around. There was a crowd in the corridor. "So, should we tell them to scatter?" he whispered to Dominic. "As a prefect, you can yell at them."

Reese entered the sixth floor corridor listen to her IPod that the Muggle Studies teacher gave all her students last year.That was one of the Ministry approved teachers she actually liked.She had cookies.She ran her finger around the circle thing on her IPod to turn the music up as she walked through the corridor.

The smell of the sixth floor corridor bothered him, a lot. But he eventually managed to get used to it and then stared at a girl that was using some sort of cool device thingy. He was sure that he saw one of those back home, it was like a really awesome music radio. Curious, he tip-toed towards her from the behind. Was he a stalker? No, he was just curious. Cam, being small, couldn't see what it really was.

But he was sure he met this girl before, at the train. Right, she was Allie's friend. So he tapped her on the back. "'Scuse me, but what's that?"

Reese stopped walking when she felt a finger tap her on the back.She pulled her earphones out of her ears then turned around.She looked down at the little boy.Has she seen him before?He looked familiar.She thought for a moment then it came to her.Allie introduced them on the train.But she forgot his name.

"Oh,it's an IPod.The Muggle Studies teacher last year gave them to us,"she told him with a smile.

Right, what was her name again? Oh well, it was better to meet all over again. He continued looking at the thing called an "iPod" and had the urge to just steal it out of her hands. Sadly he wasn't allowed to buy stuff like the iPod since his parents thought it was bad for the brain and for his health. Muggle Studies, it was a fun class but when would they ever give iPods again?! Neveeer. Luckily Cam forced himself to stop with the stare and then made a smile.

"Oh, that looks really cool and stuff. You're Allie's friend riiiight? Sorry, I forgot yer name," he said.

"Thanks,"Reese said.She wrapped her earphones around her IPod and stuck it in her bag and looked back up at the boy."Yeah-forgot you're name,too.I'm Reese.Reese Northway."She was glad that it wasn't just her that forgot names.

Cam frowned when she put the thing away, he really wanted to try it. Maybe it would play his songs, but this was a girl. Maybeee she had a different mind and didn't have the songs he liked. With a shrug he nodded when she told him her name. Reese. Oh right! Quickly he put out his hand (like, he had manners!) to greet her and introduced himself.

"Weell, Reese, I'm Cam. Cam Karsten! So what's up?" he asked in a polite tone.