Xehanna walked in and looked around. She really wanted somethings so she went up and ordered a coffee and slice of cheesecake. She pace three knuts and two sickles on the counter and said "Thank You." she smiled and her eyes turned deep purple in excitment. She took her stuff and found her bestie. She sat down and sighed. "Hey. Sorry i'm late. I had to finish some writing, and then i got lost because i was so caught up. But i'm here now." She said smiling and sipping her cofee.

Lettie's eyes bulged at the idea of giving her cat bacon. "That is very unhealthy for a cat I'll have you know." She said and tossed her hair behind her shoulders in a know-it-all fashion. "Besides, I spoil him enough, and he'll get fat."

"That's a good idea actually." Leticia said as she placed her camera back inside her backpack and zipped it up. "I can probably get some extra robes and socks and stuff, so that would be good." She thought for a moment, "My parents still haven't sent me a letter back, I wonder if that's a bad sign. Maybe they'll try to have my brother come and get me...or Felix, but I don't want either of them to come here and escort me away."

"I'm gonna go and get some clothes as well. I brought a bit of extra money, so I can probably get at least two more sets of robes." Lettie waited for a moment, before proceeding away and out the door. Ornlu spotted the girl and did a sort of skipping and hopping run over to her, purring loudly and weaved in between the girl's feet.

"Got caught up with what?" she said with a mouthful of crumpets. She swallowed and wiped her face. "I'm so lady-like." she joked. "So anyways I have more to tell you about Dag. I couldn't continue in the dorm because Lizzie and Chris just broke up so I had to go comfort her." she explained.

Nodding, he leaves the bacon on his plate, and follows her to the door.

"I hope it's not." he says sympathetically. "Maybe they're just busy." he adds walking out the door with her.

A tea shop. How lovely. So lovely, in fact, that Cale and Anna had once shared their very first kiss at a table in this very shop...at that very table. With a smile on her face that she just couldn't help, Anna headed right over to said table and took a seat. So she was all by herself, but she didn't really mind all that much. Sometimes school got so hectic that she rather enjoyed little or no company at all. As she sat, she browsed the menu, thinking she just might get up and order something to drink or snack on in a minute or two. For now, though, she was content to just sit and stare absentmindedly out the window.

Had Anna been completely focused on what was going on outside, she'd have seen Plymouth Morgan strutting his stuff up and down the streets of Hogsmeade. As it was, though, she hadn't been cmpletely focused. She'd been daydreaming about bridesmaids...and wedding cake...and grooms...and sighhh. So when she finally came to and looked around the shop, it was with a great deal of surprise that she spotted her Ravenclaw bud just a few tables away. Smiling, she grabbed her handbag and hurried over to join him. Of course she had yet to hear about the recent happenings between Plymouth and Cela.

"Plym, hey," she greeted, sliding into the chair next to him. "How long have you been here? I must have really been focusing on absentmindedness not to have seen you. How ya doing?"

"You don't know, Plym? That doesn't sound like you," she said, clearly worried about what could have caused one of the happiest guys she knew to be this downhearted. She ran her hands through his hair in a friendly, caring kind of way. "You alright, Plym? It's alright if you don't want to talk about it, but...I'm here if you need me you know. You're one of my greatest friends, and I don't like seeing you this way at all." Anna sighed softly, then pulled her hand away from his head. She didn't say anything else. If he really wanted her to know what was going on, he'd tell her. Until then, she'd just keep him company and be a friend.

She stared out the window again, not wanting to keep her eyes on Plymouth too much. She didn't want him to feel like she was some spectator eyeing him down and watching him while he clearly suffered through something or another. Maybe he and Cope had gotten into a disagreement or something again. Hopefully not, but it was likely, she supposed.

Anna patted Plym's back when he leaned over to rest his forehead on the shop's window. She felt awfully bad for him, although, she had no idea what was the matter. "Did I know what, Plym? I'm afraid I don't understand," she softly said. "Oh..." Realization suddenly hit her with the whole 'she liked him back' line. He was talking about Cope and Cela, of course. Cela liked Cope, too? Oh, my. What a tangled web that was. Anna had always had her suspicions, but of course she'd never said anything.

"Plym, I have no idea...well, sort of...what you're talking about. Is this about Cope and Cela? What's happened?" she asked, her heart pretty much breaking for this boy. He was really taking it hard. He'd seriously, reallyyy like Cela!

"Ohhh...," Anna said, sitting back in her seat, as well and simply staring ahead. So Cela had broken up with Plym for Cope. Wow. Anna snuck another glance over at Plym, and her heart melted all over again. Plym was too good a guy to have his heart broken into a million and one tiny little pieces. He was funny...and kind...and would give anyone the shirt off his back if they said they needed it. To see him in such a state was hard, but Anna didn't imagine anything could be harder than dealing with what Plym was going through right now.

"Cale and I broke up once when I was a fifth year. I broke up with him actually," she said, her mouth melting into a little frown. It wasn't so difficult to think back on the situation now, but at the time, it'd be too hard to handle. "So, yeah, I sort of know what you're going through right now. It sort of feels like the whole world came crashing down on you at once, but I promise you it hasn't. Every rose has its thorns, but every rose has its petals, too, Plym. There'll be some good coming your way sooner or later. In the meantime, I'm hear for you. Like I said, you're one of my greatest friends." She reached over and grabbed his hand, letting him know she was there for him.

"Oh, Plym, you didn't do anything wrong. These things, unfortunately, happen, and it's nothing you should feel at fault for. Love is a tricky thing, and it works in mysterious ways. I'm sure Cela still thinks the world of you. I'm positive," she explained. Poor Plym. He was definitely blaming himself for this whole mess. Why did breakups always have to be so hard? Anna sighed and squeezed his hand a little. "I'm sorry, Plym..."

"Cale...erm, we just got into an arguement that we couldn't talk our way out of," she replied. "We're too much alike, in that we both feel like we always have to have the last word. I just got a little on the mad side one day and broke it off with him. I showed him, though. I turned right back around and started a sort-of relationship with Nico Toussss......erm, yeah." Oops. That wasn't a really good name to bring up right now, now was it? "Anyway, Cale and I ended up back together, obviously, but who knows what will happen with you and Cela. Maybe there's another fish out there in the sea for you."

Anna tapped her fingernails lightly against the tabletop. What could she do to get Plym to feel just a teeny, tiny bit better...even if it was just for a moment? Hmm... Ohh, wait. Oh, yeah. Maybe. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Okay, yes. "Plym? Erm, look at me...," she quickly said.

Lyra roamed the streets of Hogsmeade for a little bit, peeking into shop windows. She looked like a stalker! Stalking, Banana was what she was doing. She saw that Gryffie go in here with Plymouth and there was only one thing that Lyra knew had to happen. She was going to kiss that boy! She silently took a seat at a table after ordering something to drink and sip on while being a witness to this famous kiss that Banana was about to plant on Plymouth.

"I know, Plym, but that was just what happened with Cale and I. It's different for every couple. Sometimes break-ups happen because the guy and girl can no longer get along, and they start to pretty much hate one another. While Cale and I didn't exactly hate one another, we'd gotten to the point where we were arguing far too much," she explained. The more she talked about this...even though she knew she was doing it to help Plym...the more she got a little bit sad at the memories of her own breakup. "Other times, though, couples break up, because it's just not meant to be. Maybe you and Cela will get back together one day...maybe you won't, but fate has someone out there for you. You're sixteen...erm, seventeen...erm...something, so you're still young. No need to focus too much on it now."

She had a feeling the conversation wasn't helping matters, though. If she could distract him, though, that might help. Please forgive me, Cale...

As soon as Plym turned to face her, she smiled sweetly at him, the same way she'd done all those other times she'd sort of dazzled him. With a soft sigh, she braced herself, then placed the palms of her hands on the sides of his cheek. She leaned in...

closer...

and closer...

and then even closer...

Her heart was pounding a million miles a minute. Just do it, Greingoth. Do it now...before you chicken out... Finally, she closed her eyes, leaned in a tiny bit more and kissed him right on the lips.

...and just as quickly as she'd leaned in for the kiss, Anna removed her palm (and her lips...) and then leaned back in her seat. Had she really just done that? Oh my gosh, she had! She'd kissed Plymouth Morgan. In a panic, she glanced around the room to see if anyone else had noticed. Hopefully not. Her gaze landed on Lyra Noir, and Anna managed a weak smile for her best friend. She gave her a little wave, then turned back to the table. She sort of felt...weird now. In a way, she'd sort of, kind of, maybe always wanted to kiss him, but on the other hand, Cale would be so hurt if he knew. Not to mention the fact that she'd just seriously toyed with a boy's feelings.

"Sooo...erm, done your Ancient Runes homework yet?" she quickly asked, her eyes not leaving the tabletop she was staring. Yeah...lame question, but what was she supposed to say...How was the kiss, Plymmy dear? Would you like another? Erm, no. "I mean, erm, sooo...what's up?"

She needed to look at him...to make sure he was okay and all. She couldn't bring herself to force her eyes away from the tabletop right now, though. She'd done it. She'd kissed him...but at what cost? Could they still be friends now? Had she ruined their friendship for a silly bet? Argghhh...stupid bet. When Plymouth moved, Anna finally chanced a look his way, and he pretty much looked just as she suspected he'd look. He was shocked, that was for sure. She bit her bottom lip nervously while she watched him place his hands where her's had once been.

He was talking to her now, though, and of course he'd asked the most difficult question he could have asked at this moment. Had she just done that---that was the easy question. "Yeah...," she answered. "I did." Did she like him, though? Like him...like that? That was the difficult question. She'd kissed him because of a silly bet, but she'd also kissed him because she thought maybe she could distract him from drowning in his sorrows. A little teeny tiny part of her did like him as more of a friend, but it had always been just this sort of crush. "Erm...I...erm...oh, look, Plym! There's Lyra! Heyyy, Lyra! Come on over!" she called out, her voice cracking a little.

Anna tried to explain to Plymouth that the kiss really didn't mean what he thought it did. She really, really did...but then he just had to go and mention Cale, which seriously brought on a fresh wave of panic. Plymouth would probably hate her if he ever found out about the bet, but maybe he'd feel better about it if he knew, in the end, that her thoughts leading up to the kiss had been about simply distracting him.

...and then he told her he wouldn't be the Copernicus of all this, and that line alone spoke volumes to her. Ahhhh! He'd just been involved in a messy break-up, where his brother had ended up stealing his girl away from him. Of course that'd be how he'd read into this situation.

"I...I'm not asking you to be Copernicus," she half-mumbled. When Plymouth left, Anna sat quietly for a few seconds and thought about the last thing he'd said. "Cela told me once that you were what Copernicus was to her. Something like, I would fall out of the tree for you. I've always wandered what she meant."

Hmm...she was what Copernicus was to Cela? Plymouth would fall out of a tree for Anna? Oh, no! This kiss had brought too many skeletons out of too many closets! It was toying with too many emotions... "Plymouth! Wait!" she called out, dashing out the shop and running out into the streets after him. Where was he? Where'd he go? He couldn't have gone far in a matter of seconds. She scanned the street, looking for any sign of that sad, sad boy with dark brown hair. When her eyes finally landed on him, she picked up her speed and hurried over to him. "Oh, Plymouth! We need to talk..."

A quiet, lovely tea shop. Thank goodness. Jule had to get away from rowdy places at the moment. All the comotion at the common room was giving her headaches. Like now. She almost swayed into the tea shop, feeling like air. It looked mostly like a couples place to be. Hmm...boyfriend nowhere to be found...again. She smiled and shook her head. She ordered a cup of tea and paid for it. But then she was having a sweet tooth. So she ordered a Banana Split and paid. She thought about going to Honeydukes after this. She found an empty seat near a window and headed towards it. For once, she finally felt relaxed.