Achoo. "Oh, I didn't." he shrugged. "Who else would it be coming from?" Duh, were there any other blue haired boys with the same combonation of a squeaky/tenor voice speaking? Answer: Nope. There was a purple haired girl, but she was a first year. Amateurs.

"GASP! Jakers, why did you break up with her? Oh, because you 'didn't like relationships'. Dani is a very nice little girl, you go and tell her-SHE'S LEAVING?" He turned his head so sharply, it seemed as if it might fall off. Eek, and then there would be an unpleasant scene. Avalon would have to fix it back on or something, and they weren't on very nice terms, but maybe when she was fixing his head, she would fall in love with him, like Martha Nightingale!

(It was very shiny in Clark's head.)

Clark crossed his arms and sat on the floor. "It's Raisin, Jake. Sounds like Reese? It's a fruit? Kind of rhymes with mansion?" Sigh. Sometimes he wondered how he could be such a genius smartical prodigy, and all his buddies could be not. You'da thunk some of it would rub off on them.

Tapping her fork against her plate, Wesley tried to find some source of hunger in her. Somewhere, she HAD to be hungry. But she wasn't.

It wasn't because she was full. Or nervous. Or grossed out by food in general. It was more because of the quirky feeling of sadness swirling around in the pit of her stomach.

Angry at herself, the Hufflepuff felt like banging her head on the table. Because she shouldn't be sad. And more importantly, she needed to eat. Or else she was going to throw up again, like the last time.

Shaking the tangled mess of her once short hair, Wesley tried to not think about her first night here at Hogwarts. Although it wasn't the very most pleasant event, thinking of it would only make her start crying. Because in that stew of embarrassment, sickness, and exhaustion, was one of her very favorite memories. It was the night she had finally been sorted, the night she had finally met her Hufflepuffs. Her new family. Or rather, one branch of her new family. The entire school was her fa-

No,, Wesley thought, breaking into her thoughts and stopping it short. No. I love Mother. And Father. I love them because they are my parents. They are my family, and I love them. Mother and Father- they take care of me. They've given up having fun for me. They've given me clothes, and books, and a home. And I am a bad girl for replacing them with my school friends. Because that is what my peers are. They are my friends. They are not my family. My family is Mother and Father. And I love them. I am a bad girl, and they still keep me. And I love them. I love them more than anything. she told herself sternly, feeling sick with betrayal. Looking at her glass, filled with water, she held it to her lips, and began to drink in huge gulps, eyes squeezed shut, forhead creased.

I love them! I really, really, really love them!

A rather depressing sigh escaped the fourth year's lips as he watched his lady love, the light of his life, the tambourine to his guitar, the honey to his bee, the well... Lyra Noir. She looked so beautiful, bent over the seventh year memory book, her hair softly cascading off her shoulder as the candlelight played tricks of light in the soft strands.

He sighed again.

No doubt she was writing about her love for him in those pages. One day, he himself would leave Hogwarts, and he would finally get a chance to read those words.

Laaaairraaaaaaaah!

The very core of his being yearned for her! In his mind's eye, he saw himself scooping her up off her feet and dipping her into a spectacular kiss (the mechanics of which, as Cela had so tactfully pointed out, he didn't know) and then having her profess her undying love for his manly self.

But he remained seated... picking at his food as he contemplated a Hogwarts without Lyra. The prospect was almost enough to make him walk into a Chimaera's den.

With Jake now engrossed in conversation with his sister and best friend,Sarah looked around for someone else to talk to.Preferably someone at her own table as it wouldn't look good leaving before the speech....if there was even going to be one.Poor Headmaster Bontecou.

Glancing down each side of the table her face suddenly lit up when she spotted a certain little brunette not far away.Wesley.One of her best friends,who didn't look very happy again. Ohhh I thought I had cheered her up the other day. Leaving her own food behind,she swung her legs out from under the table,stood up,and made her way down towards Wesley. "Hi," she smiled,trying not to startle her.Sitting down in a free space,Sarah leant forward and grabbed an apple from the selection.Before taking a bite she looked down her her friend,tilting her head to the side. "You don't look too happy,Wes.Tell me what's wrong."

Lyra walked around to the Hufflepuff table. She had her favorites and then she had her FAVORITES. Now where were those two? Her green eyes looked around first landing on flinging salad. "Variussssss!" And then...awww that sad face. "And Garretttttttttt!" She inhaled causing her body to straighten up and puckered out her lower lip in a pouty way.

"Come here and see meeeeeeee." She looked like she was about to cry but, she wasn't. If she cried over anything, it was the fact she was NOT WEARING PINK!

Simone looked up as Professor Morgan walked past everyone towards the staff table. She looked so sad. It was a very sad day, especially with the situation with Professor Lupa, and the headmaster. Hopefully they would be alright.

She sighed, and stood up. She had to talk to Professor Morgan. She slowly started walking towards the staff table, slightly nervous.

In the midst of his throwing salad and shouting down the table, he managed to hear his name being called out from a particular someone he had been DYING to see before the end of this feast was upon them. "LYRAAA," he called, jumping over the benches and rushing to the older girl, completely delighted to see her.

He quickly placed his arms around her waist and embraced her in a huge, tight, gargantuan hug. "Lyraaaaa," he moaned, still hugging her, "Don't leave. Ever. Come teach here or something... i'll go scare Kazi to death and you can do Potions! Promise."

Sniff. Sniff.

OH TEARRRRS. Sniff.

"Don'tttt leaveeeeeeeeeeeeeeee," his bottom lip began to wibble, "If you leave you will be GraduatedGirl and no longer my ExpelledGirl!"

Then the very object of his affections approached and called for him. Well, she also called for Varius, but not one to be deterred, he jumped off his seat and nearly tripped over his own feet in his haste to get to her side. But before he could, Varius had already gotten there...

He narrowed his eyes on the younger boy and before he could think about it, he pulled him off by the back of his collar, "My turn!" and with that took over the hold he had on Lyra previously.

"Laaairaaaaah," he lamented, nuzzling his head into her shoulder, "Do you really haaaaave to go?"

Still gulping water, Wesley opened her eyes as she heard Sarah say hello. Taking one huge swig and finishing the drink, Wesley set it down next to her empty plate, rubbed her wet mouth on her arm, and brightly said, "Hello Sarah!"

Trying to stomach her gnawing feeling of unfaithfulness, Wesley was determined not to imprint her depressing mood on others, especially Sarah. The Hufflepuff blinked, pulling the blind down on her thoughts, and smiled brightly. She was genuinely happy to see one of her greatest friends. In fact, just seeing her fellow Hufflepuff brought a flow of giddiness into the tiny girl, reminding her of how fun this summer was going to be. Barely able to keep in her bubbling excitement, the soon-to-be second year watched as her friend grabbed an apple.

But then, with one single question, her happiness disappeared like a popped balloon. She hadn't looked that sad, had she? Biting her lip, Wesley stalled, trying to think of how to respond. She couldn't lie. That would be bad. But then- why would she lie, there was nothing to hide, right? Why was she even sad? She was going home to see her family that she loved, and then she was going to spend some time with Sarah and Mariel. Father and Mother had written back to her- they had said it was fine for her to visit Sarah and her family. Of course, Wesley had sort of skimmed over the part about how Sarah was from an all muggle family, just saying that it was going to be an educational experience. Because it was. She was going to learn a lot. And she WASN'T going to be scared. Muggles where scary, but Wesley wasn't going to get frightened. She was going to be brave. Sarah was nice so her family must be nice. They had to be nice- she was positive.

So then- why was she so sad? Unsure of the reason behind her feelings, the child decided she had to make up something fast. Glancing around for some inspiration, her eyes landed on her empty plate, "Oh, it's just, I'm not really hungry. And I have to eat something, or else I won't be able to sleep tonight. Then tomorrow I'll be so tired and probably won't be able to eat anything. Because it's hard to eat when you're sleepy. Which means I'll get dehydrated and train-sick and vomit. And I don't want to vomit because vomiting is scary, and it hurts!"
she ended on a serious note. It was the truth. She wasn't lying. Wesley was trying very hard to be a good girl, and good girl's didn't lie.

Another year at Hogwarts come and gone. Dominic was really in mixed reviews over this year; his sixth year. Sure he had helped out his house in helping them to earn the Quidditch Cup for the first time in like three years. Sure he earned a handful of points, but he had not really applied himself. Not like last term. Granted last term he was also studious in his OWL studies, but that was no excuse. Maybe the eleven OWLs was some reasoning for his slight slacking this term, but even that was a lame excuse.

And now, this time next year, it would be his turn to say goodbye to Hogwarts. Not that the realization dawned on him; at least it didn't consciously, but it was the truth. And even though the sixteen year old knew he should find out if Willow passed her Apparition test or spend some time with those graduating who a small part of him would miss (i.e. Clifford, Anna, Lyra, Vanessa), he didn't feel it in him.

He didn't even feel it in him to eat. So instead of eating or eavesdropping on other conversations, Dominic rose from his spot on the bench and walked aimlessly away from the Hufflepuff. No true destination point in mind, but undoubtedly it was to speak with a certain role model of his up at the Dias.

"Varius Dahlinggggg!" OH! That brought a tear to her eye. No more ExpelledGirl? "Nuuuuu! I'll always be...expelledgirl?" Please! Pretty Please with sugar on top? She liked being known as the bad girl in good situations. OH! That even sounded better than she thought. But scaring Kazi?

"Can I watch? Heck, I'll even help in scaring the old man!" And before she could give Varius the full hug he needed, he was pulled back by...

"Oh my Garret love!" She squeezed the boy into a massive hug. "Please don't..." -sniffs- "ever forget me? You won't will you?" And this was too sad for words, even Lyra's maker was crying as she typed this very thing. It was too much! These were her boys! Her very own boys.

She pulled Varius back to make a Lyra sandwich. "I can't leave my two favorites behind!" OH did she just say that out loud? Poor other little boys who were around listenting.

Sarah was sat at the table, she was sad, it was the end of her first term at hogwarts, she hadn't done as good as she had wanted, well she had help Hufflepuff win the Quidditch cup but she had ended the term on 0 points, she couldn't believe it.

She sat at the table sadly, she hadn't seen George or Alice for ages and she didn't see that at the table, she knew they would be there somewhere but she was sad that she hadn't been able to sit next to them, she looked around to see if she could see someone she knew but couldn't so she just sat there eating and watching the staff table.

"Err.. not much.." Cedric answered, smiling, sensing that Jake was absolutely in a good mood. "How about you?" He asked. And he was hoping that they can see each other on Diagon Alley, Jake and Reese. Ced's brain was flying, The girl in the dungeon drags it away. The girl was so odd and all but she looks pretty so he should asked her out next term.

Seeing Sarah sat at their table make Ced a sudden twinge of jolt of excitement. He turned to Sarah who seem sad and alone. "Hey Sarah! What's up?" He hope that Sarah would be happy now, Now that he was talking to her. He wondered why Sarah feels so down and sad and that will be the mission of Ced today before they left hogwarts. He'll light up Sarah and all.

Sarah looked up when she saw someone speak to her. "Hi Ced." She sighed before turning back to her food, she wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone, she was sad, why had everyone dumped her, she was now alone in the world by the looks of things, no Alice, and no Bee, she wished one of them was there for her, but she had a feeling they were enjoying themselves.

Ced glanced at Sarah. "Hello.. Why y-you look so sad and down?" Cedric asked awkwardly. Sarah was still sad and its not good to see.

Please, tell me.. I can help you!

He hope that Sarah's first term was great, That's all he can wish. And hopefully, Sarah would still study at hogwarts until they graduated. If he can only offer a help to her but how can he do that if he don't know what's matter.

He felt sad now that it was the end of term, He'll miss everything here spending every hour wondering aroun the castle and meeting some friends. And seventh years will going to graduate this term. Vannie, Anna, Lyra and others. He'll totally miss them.

Allergic to sugar?

...wow.

"That's depressing," Reese stated. "I thought you just got really really hyper when you ate sugar. I would have never thought that you would be allergic to the stuff." She glanced down at her muffin and then back up at her brother. Seriously, this was depressing. She was going to miss the hyper Jake, then again...the hyper Jake got into too much trouble. So, maybe she can get use to his nonhyper Jake.

"A week? That isn't too long," she said. "But, I'm glad the got rid of your craziness." That was the truth. Jake's craziness could have brought him to the point of expulsion. Expulsion from Hogwarts? That was bad. Very bad. She was grateful that didn't happen. If it did, she wouldn't be sitting her now next to her brother having a nice little conversation with him.

Dating...the what? The competition? Oh. She hasn't really thought about dating the competition. "Well...yeah, I suppose," she answered. Her eyes drifted over to the Gryffindor table to see if she could see Jack anywhere. "You'll like him, Jake. He's a nice boy," she told her brother. "I just hope Ryan and Dale like him. I might invite him over to the house sometime during the summer."

"Awww, Jake. Maybe your too young to date," she said. And, she was the one talking? Reese Upstead, who got her first boyfriend when she was a first year? Yeaaaaah. "You have 5 years to find someone," she explained. "And, I will talk about Shana and her stalkness." If Shana was stalking her brother, she was defiantly going to have a talk with her.


Reese picked up her muffin and took another bite of it when Cedar Cedric came up to her, Jake, and Clark. She still liked Cam's nickname for the boy. Cedar was just a cool nickname. Way better than Raisin! She swallowed her food and sat the muffin back down on the plate. "Why hello Cedric," she said with a smile. "Are you happy to be going home?"

She was sure the answer to that was 'yes'. Wasn't everyone excited about going home and take a break from exams and homework? She was! It felt so good to say goodbye to the OWLs forever! No more OWLs. The only thing she had to look forwards to was the NEWTs. Gulp.

Reese took her attention off of Cedric and turned her head slowly so that she was looking at the boy with the blue hair. Dried Grape? Fruit that sounds like Reese and rhymes with Mansion? "First of all, Landers, my name doesn't sound like Raisin," she informed him. "Now, Mansion does sound like Raisin, though." She firmly nodded her head at the facts.

"You should get married AT ALL!" she exclaimed. "You are too young." Then, Clark when on about something about chicken. Chicken! She liked chicken. Glancing towards the table, she tried to see if she could spot some chicken somewhere. Thanks to Clark, she wanted some chicken right now.

"What?" She finally tuned back into what Clark was talking about. "Following you? Me? Noooo." She was NOT a stalker.

"Happy? I think so." He answered. He can't say if he was really happy at all, Happy but sad at the same time. "Err. yeah.. Rees.. How about you?" He said smiling widely.

Well, He don't think that everyone was happy to go home except for the Upstead siblings who seemed happy cause they will gonna go home. "And I hope that you would want to visit me at our house in France. I'll promise that you'll enjoy your vacation there and Jake should come too."

Then he took her gaze at Reese from to the food. Then he took a muffin and bit it. Yum yum yum!!!

"Never!" he proclaimed vehemently as he nuzzled her shoulder once more, showing her all the love he felt for her own beautiful self, "I'd never forget you, Lyra!"

And then Varius was smooshed into her other side. Not liking this one bit, Garret raised his limpid blue eyes to Lyra's, "Promise to come visit, Lyra, pleeeeeaaasseeeee?"

At first Varius was angry that someone would have been rude enough to pull him away from a moment! But when he saw it was Garret, just looking for a shot to hug Lyra, he understood. This was, afterall, a very sad time for a lot of people.

"Okay," he grinned, "You can always be known as ExpelledGirl - whatever you want Lyra." He accepted his invitation into the Huffie!Sandwich before replying to Lyra's final statement. "Good - I don't think I could outsmart the man by myself, but with your graduated brains on the job it should be a piece of cake - right?"

Did she say favourites? SNIFFSNIFF. "You're my favourite too!" he squeezed her a little tighter, hoping that if he did so hard enough she would shrink or something and could pass a year younger than she actually was - another year with Lyra! Yayyyy!

"Yes Lyra," he concured with Garret, "Come visit us all the time! Every Hogsmeade trip! And I hope we get to see you during the summer - maybe you could book a goodbye part in Florean's or something? Wouldn't that be awesome Lyra?"

HUG.SQUEEZE.SNIFF.TEAR.