She nodded t Liz. "Ok let's get to it then," She smiled.

"Hello, beautiful," Vindictus whispered smoothly to Myrtle in his most flattering voice. "Did you want to stay and play with us once we're finished icing the floor?"

Anna's eyes widended, and from her spot jammed into the corner, she blinked a few times in disbelief. "You have got to be kidding me...," she whispered to herself. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine that out of all the humans present in this huge castle, a frazzling ghost would be the one to stroll on by. Arghhh. Nevertheless, this was her job, and Anna would stop Myrtle or...erm...run away from the crime scene! Putting her wand away, Anna darted out from behind the corner and approached Myrtle. "Myrtle! Buddy, ole pal, ole friend...Myrtle," she greeted. "You're not...by any chance...planning on stopping us from, erm, mopping the hallways, are you?" As soon as the question was out of her mouth, Anna heard Professor Vindictus sweet-talking the ghost... Geez... Anna eyed the professor and frowned. How was she supposed to "take care" of people...or ghosts...if the professor was flirting with them? Oh, well. Maybe Myrtle would be cool and stick around for playtime instead of running off to tattle.

Smiling back at her, Liz takes her wand out completely, and aims it at the floor in front of her, and casts the charm "Aguamenti" and starts walking slowly moving her wand from side to side, as she walks. Allowing water to cover the floor.

Glancing up at Moaning Myrtle, she keeps on working.

Herminny could see students forming into groups from behind the suit of armor that completely hid her and then she suddenly heard water hitting the floor and looked toward the empty corridor and saw a students forming water out of their wands and it it hitting the empty corridor floor, and she wondered if Vindictus was having them flood the place, but was he really that crazy, Herminny just sat there and contemplated that thought not moving a muscle, she knew she would not have a chance to make things right if she jumped the gun so she just sat there competely hihidden behind the suit of armor and waited to see what would happen next.

Paris cues up right behind Liz. "Glacius," She casted down at the floor. Freezing the water right behind Liz as they worked together. This was fun. She slid up behind Liz almost crashing into her as she went. "Oh sorry," She said excitedly.

"Oops" turning slightly, she grabs her hand. Stopping the flow of water, to make sure the girl is back upright. "Are you alright?" she whispers, as she starts the charm again.

I love being naughty! she thinks smiling to herself with a big grin.

Myrtle floated down toward a Gryffindor, still twirling her pigtail. He was a big handsome strong boy, wasn't he now? "But maybe I don't like teams. Unless I'm the captain." She sniffled loudly, eying him. He almost reminded her of that Ronald Weasley, only his hair wasn't nearly as vibrant. And his nose might have been a bit shorter...hmm. He wasn't very persuasive though.

That oldie though...well, she had never really flirted with a man before. "Teehehee," Myrtle giggled instinctively. "What are you playyyyying?"

Myrtle was about to turn her fluttering-eyelashes charm on the professor when one annoying girl called out to her.

"OLE? Are you calling me OLD, girl?" The ghostie spun around sharply and zoomed right through Prefect Anna with all her fury. "Maybe I WILL stop you. Maybe I'll go tell the Headmaster. And the Baron. And and and and even PEEEEVES."

She wasn't full of hot air either because she's a ghost and is full of cold.

Herminny saw the water slowly stop flowing and she knew that meant that one of students was turning the water into ice and on a corridor floor she thought, thats just dangerous, someone could get hurt and again she wanted to do something about it but remained still thinking, one way or another I will get my chance to rectify this and these thoughts kept her still cmpletely hidden by the suit of armor knowing if she was caught she would never get the chamce to rectify this.

She grabs Liz's hand to steady herself. "Thanks," She giggled. "Yep right s rain I am," She told her with a wink. It felt too good to be naughty. She hadn't done anything really naughty since she had come to Hogwarts and this was like poking a sleeping dragon in her case she was loving every minute of it.

She looked up at Myrtle seemed to get upset. She was flying through Anna with a fury Paris didn't know the ghost had. Well Myrtle was a know gossip, so if she blabbed it would be alright.

Smiling back at Paris, Liz concentrates on getting the corridor completely covered in water.

Looking at Moaning Myrtle, who seemed to be getting angry. "Dear Myrtle, my friend. Won't you join us? It'll be fun, watching other students slide down the corridor. Won't it?"

Lyra looked to Liz and smiled. The Ravenclaw knew what she was doing and Lyra was following but on the other side of the room, hoping that Tobi was freezing the water behind her. She moved her wand from side to side as the water continued to shoot out. She was ready for any intruders if they came.

goodnight all!
 

She nodded, "Yeah Myrtle you like a bit a mischief don't you?" She asked the ghost with a smile playing on her lips.

Celandine frowned. Why wet and ice the corridor to make it slippery when glisseo was soooo much easier and less cold? She eyed professor Vindictus for a moment before turning and skating up the corridor along the portion that hadn't been iced. It was kind of like a low-rate version of the staircase saga last term, and as far as Cela was concerned it had been done. Besides. She had another epic adventure to finish planning. Though, if Professor Vindictus was keen on this, maybe he'd want to... hmmm. Celandine got to the stairs and headed down. Time to do some planning.

Tobi followed closely behind Lyra, walking backwards, (dangerous...) his back to hers.

He pointed his wand at the wet flagstone he walked over with a smooth swish and he muttered, "Glacius."

The water frosted over and froze, smooth as glass, like a pristine skating rink in his wake.

"Glacius," he repeated, stepping carefully backwards.

He continued following Lyra's path. "You need to warn me before you stop walking," he whispered, "or this could go very badly."

"Cela, get back here!" Vindictus hissed loudly and shook his head. "No one knows how to have fun anymore. Oye, Myrtle - we're gonna play some hockey with the suits of armor." He pulled out his own wand and blasted some of the thin areas of ice with an additional thick layer of ice until the floor was as smooth as glass. "Or we can just skate around." He lifted his wand and with a few flicks, set a spell to block anyone outside of the iced area from hearing the noise that they were about to make.

Finishing up, with getting the floor wet, Liz turns, slowly, as not to slip.

Watching the professor, she smiles at what he said, about skating or playing hockey.

"Before we do anything, let me test the ice," Vindictus grinned and looked hesitantly at the students. He placed his left foot on the ice and then his right. "Feels solid." He took a wide, confident step and suddenly his right foot slid forward. SMACK! Vindictus found himself looking upwards at the ceiling. "Good job. Just be careful," he groaned and pushed himself into a sitting position.

Testing the ice, she starts to walk across, the ice. When she notices Professor Vindictus lying on the ice. "Are you okay Professor?"

Slipping a little, she heads for him.

"Me? I'm okay, Liz," Vindictus replied. "Oooo . . . its cold, too!" He sat there and tried to figure out a way to get back onto his feet.

She slid over to the Professor, "Need some help sir?" She asked him.

Nodding, Liz smiles and adds "This was a great idea!"

By now, Vindictus was on all fours and slowly pushing himself into a standing position. "I think I've got it," he said to the ice and his rear was in the air.

"Hoccccckey?" Myrtle wrinkled her nose in obvious distaste. "What is thaaaat? Is that like the Headless Hunt thingie Nick always wants to join?"

Men and their sports. Tuttut.

She wasn't exactly approving just yet, but she was definitely enjoying watching people fall on their bums. Myrtle was tempted to give the flying instructor a sharp kick in the rear as he tried to stand up, but she settled for just giggling loudly at his butt.

"TEEHHEHEHEEE!"

Good thing there were no mirrors on this floor....otherwise they would have all just cracked into a million little pieces.