"Stupid yes...though you only know the reason such thing was done to your knuckle and to the wall." Emiliano said, pointing to the wall in front of him, though meaning to Chris's house.

"Made it a lot better, how possible...the day seems like...weird enough..." He mumbled, then cleared his throat after such unreasonable question, probably not meant to be answered. "Oh, well...it started about a month before we went out of school, my parents were planning to go back to Mexico, taking me with them but I...didn't want and trying to convince them...mate, it was insane though at the end, I'm glad it had been acomplished." He said with a smile, then taking out that toy ball...bouncy little toy, yay...though this time it was to let the stress out.


"I need to explain to a girl that I cannot longer feel more than frienship for her, then tell the girl I actually like that I want more than friendship with her..." He was confused, yes...and not to mention his way of speaking, he was mumbling, thinking in Spanish, English at the same time...maybe it was time to actually faint...NOT

Chris sighed and looked at the wall. He then put his arms on his knees and leaned forward slightly. "Yeah I know why I did it. I got mad, frustrated is more like it. And I didn't know what to do. So I smacked the wall. I didn't think I would do to much to my hand. Guess I was wrong." He said.

He just smiled "I don't know how to explain it. It's just when Mel's around everything seems right. Everything seems like that's how it's supposed to be. Her and me. Even though I feel out of a tree and punched a wall I don't care. I would do it a hundered more times if it kept her there with me." He told Em smiling wide.

Chris nodded as Em explained. "Well it good that you got to stay. I think it would be different with out you here." He told him. "The girls wouldn't have anybody to crowd around." He told him joking of course. Then he saw the little bouncy ball come out again. Oh God...he better not hit me again with that thing He thought.

"Ahhh yes that is normally quite a problem." He told him and nodded. "But if you want anything I know on this you might just want to tell her. I say just follow your heart." He said and shrugged. "But you can blow that off and just do it your own way." He told Em.

Frustration, love...the need for that person to be around to feel complete. Yes, Emiliano knew about that kind of love. It was real love, those that were meant to be since forever...maybe. "Well, it sounds to me like...you'll have no eyes for other girls...this next two terms." He said, sort of joking yet not expecting of him those actions, it was his choice...

He started to bounce the ball...once, twice...and now not being able to count it. It was sure relaxing his mind to let go of that anger against himself all into a piece of sinthetic and horrible smelling toy. Why not practice that vanishing spell on the toy?? He wouldn't miss it much...Emiliano had tons now.

He listened...Chris spoke. "Thanks mate...I needed some support speech...or anything." Emiliano said, letting out a long and sort of crooked sigh.

Chris heard that question. It was the question on his mind. He missed Melinda of course. But then pain was gone, there was an empty feeling but the pain wasn't there. If that were posible. He just shrugged. "You know mate I don't really know. I've been confused about this. I just don't know." He said and shook his head.

He watched as Em through the ball hard and harder. "I'm guessing your pretty confused, and frustrarted youself eh?" He asked still watching the ball.

"Hey no probelm. I'm here anytime you need any kind of a talk. Might not be a good talk. But I'm here." He told Emiliano with a slight smile.

"Confused, how so?" Emiliano needed explanation, sorta...so he at least relate some problems to his then find a good answer, kind of egoist...but he felt like listening to other problems first.

Emiliano hummed a yess. It was obvious...he was kind of angry at himself. "Yeah...maybe this will give me ideas on how to do the transfiguration assignment..." He said, and stopped bouncing the ball.

"Same from me...I'm a good listener and I'm here for everyone in need..." He said, shrugging his shoulders.

Chris was trying to find words to explain. He sat there for a moment his jaw locked in place. "Well I don't know. Do I never really want to date again and miss out on someone who I really like more than Melinda. Which I don't would happen. But anyways or just wait for something that might never happen." He told Em and shrugged.

"Well yeah I guess that could be one way to figure that out." He said and shrugged. "Man you are really confused about this whole girl thing aren't you?" He asked.

Warren Prosko went froze, green eyes wide. Did she just kiss him on the cheek? Actually?! Or had he been imagining it? What just happened? Questions flooded his brain as he sunk into shock.

Mind reeling, he attempted to pull himself together just for a few seconds which led to an epic fail. All he needed to do was act calm enough to get out of there without insulting Evolette. But too many emotions were rushing through him right now for him to form coherent thought.

Lifting his hand to touch his cheek where her lips had just touched him, he stared at her, wondering if he should just walk away before he made even more of a fool of himself. Opening his mouth, words were spilled out. "Hopefully they do. But I gotta go..." He trailed off and picked up again. "To the bathroom." He invented wildly. Warren just had to get out of there and recollect his thoughts. "Bye!" He said, hurriedly, turning around quickly causing a small collision between him and a small third year. Not capable of finding the words to even apologize, Warren booked it out of the corridor and into the nearest bathroom.

For a second, Evolette thought Warren was going to pass out, like a tree in the middle of the forest. Honestly! It was just a simple kiss! On the cheek even. It had been completely simple, and now he was going to die.

Evolette McKenna had killed Warren Prosko.

Fighting to keep her face straight, she nodded quickly at him, as he suddenly decided that he needed to run to the bathroom, in the complete opposite direction that she was headed.

Right. Bathroom. Sure. Shrugging, she turned around and left the corridor.

A small, sad little figure made her way through the corridor, glancing upwards every few moments to check her surroundings. The only thing that seems to seperate this figure from that of a ghost is that she is not see through, something this girl is rather glad of.

Dru had climbed the stairs straight to the Second floor in an attempt to see if Diane was here. She didn't know how long it had been since the flood began, or even what time of day it was now. All she was aware of was her missing friend and the fact that, for a few moments, she never thought she would make it out of her first year at Hogwarts.

She paused outside of the girls bathroom. Her brother had told her it was haunted and, unlike a lot of what he told her, history books backed up his claim. Dru had no idea what to do, carry on looking for Diane or enter the haunted bathroom, where she would get space to think about her ordeal away from the noise and drama of the Great Hall.

She stood there for a good five minutes, pondering her decision when, unbeknownst to her, she felt her body carry her into the bathroom.

Milly walked up to this girl and said hii whats your name ? She sounded like a nice person so she brought a present for her it wasnt much but its the thought that counts said milly so here : The gift see you byee

Elizabeth had merely been heading down, out into the grounds to walk around. Get some fresh air, maybe think about some of the homework assignments she needed to do. At least she wasn't dwelling on everything that seemed to be going wrong around her right now. But, even so, she hadn't expected the little Gryffindor that had approached her.

"Hi," she said, watching her for a second, especially since she was fairly certain she hadn't met the girl. Which was fairly obvious, what with the fact she'd been asked her name. "Elizabeth," she said in response, with a smile. The younger students were always so energetic. She remembered meeting Raiden and Shana during the previous couple of terms, and then her thoughts trailed off as she was suddenly being handed a gift. "Um, okay, thanks," she said to the girl, looking at her as she then excused herself. So it was a "drop off a random gift and run" thing?, she thought, wondering what was going on.

"Well, I guess time will work it out for you. One question, are you interested in someone else than Melinda?" Emiliano commented, asked then mischieviosly smiled at his friend. He stood up and started bouncing the ball again. He just felt the need to do magic, but he prefered to do it around the grounds.

"I think I will solve it soon. I have loads of time to spend with Karma at the Common Room, there has to be a day on which we will get to speak." He said.

Chris looked up as Emiliano got to his feet. He sighed when was he asking confusing questions?! Grahhh.... "Umm well I don't know. I don't really think so. But I sort of maybe a little flirted with Lena Crawley last year." He said feeling back about it. But it was true. Sigh.

"Wait Karma Atkins? Is she in the middle on this little love story?" He asked. Now it was time for him to ask the confusing questions. Mwahhhh.

"Lena..." Aha...he kinda knew. But it was kind of obvious, wasn't it? Emiliano could have found them around the grounds together, though he may have never expected flirting...but it happened. "Well...decide your heart, mate. Are you willing to wait for Mel or...give it a chance with Crawley?" He asked. Yeah, he was kind of a philosopher in those things to talk about...haha.

"Yes...you know her?" Emiliano was confused...how could they meet? But then came Melinda into his mind. "Oh, now I know...but yeah, Atkins is...in the middle of this situation. Though I still want to be friends with her, don't lose her...you get the hint?"

Chris looked up at Emiliano. "That's the thing I can't decide. On one hand I love Melidna." He said quietly. "And I said I would wait and all. But she's far away. And Lena's isn't. She's here like all the time." He said now looking back down at the steps. "I don't want to have to go through that again. Break someones heart while I'm happy with the other. I can't see one of them cry like that again." He said remembering how much he had hurt Roxy with that break up, and now she was gone... "I just can't." He said very softly

"Sort of. Yeah we meet once at Mel's house. It's was quick no more then a hello if that much." He said and shrugged. "Yeah I know what you mean. That's never easy. But hey hopefuly Karma will remain your friend no matter what you do." He told Em.

Experiences called, as Emiliano could analyze in Chris' face. "We are kind of in the same situation. We don't want to hurt someone while being with the girl we now like..." He commented, shaking his head slightly. It was confusing, yes...a lot!

"That's what I imagined. Two Ravenclaw girls, one year apart from each other if I'm not wrong, there are casualties and they met and Melinda introduced you to Karma. I got to meet her at Diagon Alley..." He remembered that day, bumping against each other in Madame Malkin's...

Chris sighed. "I know we sort of are." He told Em. "Grahhh!! Why do girls have to be so confusing. I think I'm just not going to date anyone it makes life easier." He said. But then gulped. "I'm scaried mate. I haven't liked anyone but Mel in three years. And I liked it that way. Now I'm confused." He told Emiliano.

Chris just exploded in front of Emiliano, something surprising to the guy of course. "Well," he tried to explain, it just didn't work. "...Diana is enough confusing to make me go insane whenever I'm around her, though I love my sister much. I guess they are the ones who tell you how they want to be treated, loved..." He said, quite weird asumption but it was worth his thinking through those situations.

He patted Chris's shoulder. "Mate...just listen to your heart."

Chris listened to Em as he explained it. But all he could think about was Melinda and Lena. Melinda how he missed her. And Lena, it might not be fair to her if anything more then a friendship every happened. It might always be comparing her to Melinda or always thinking of her. He sigh and decided best not to tell Lena about these feelings and only think about Mel in that way. He sighed these thoughts made him feel better. "I thinks that's what everybody is looking for just to be treated right and be loved." He told Emiliano.

He smiled slightly as he said 'listen to your heart'. He nodded. "I think I will do just that. Thanks Em that helped a lot." He said.

Emiliano nodded as Chris talked. "Yep...I think that's the concept of true love, meaning friendship and having couple relationships, marriage...all that." He tried to shake his head to the thought of more than a boyfriend and girlfriend relation...but once thinking about his parents, he smiled and immediately thought about Piper.

"...then what will you do?" He asked, quite confused about what he had adviced Chris to do.

Chris watched as Emiliano smiled after he was done talking. "Yeah I think that's the concept also." He said nodding. "I think you really like this girl. Have you told her yet?" He asked raising an eyebrow slightly.

"I think what I will do is I will wait to tell Lena. I maybe nothing will happen between us. Maybe is will just remain a friendship, or she might not like me back. And I don't want to lose her that way. Besides I promised Mel I would wait and I'm going to do just that." He said to Em.

Irial wandered into the second floor corridor, wondering where the girls' bathroom was. It wasn't like he was going to go in or anything, believe me, he had NO interest in seeing a girl's bathroom. No..he wanted to see Myrtle. In his detention, she'd wanted him to visit her when he got out. After the fiasco at the Whomping Willow yesterday, he decided to pop in and give her a visit. However, knowing that she haunted a girl's toilet was a little deterring. How was he supposed to go see her in her toilet if he wasn't allowed in?

Oh well. He continued to wander the corridor, until he came outside the girls' bathroom door. Feeling utterly stupid and silly, he knocked on the door and called out.

"Myrtle? It's Irial. I'm out of my detention..you remember? The dungeon...the water? I'm here to visit you like I promised." He felt so stupid, but if she really did come out, then it wouldn't all have been for nothing.

He waited quietly, leaning against the wall near the girls' bathroom door.

He'd come for her. Oh yes, yes he had. He'd remembered, that silly detentionee drowning Gyffindork had come back for poor, innocent, moaning moping Myrtle.

"Iriaaaaaaaaaaallllllllllllllllllllll," the ghostie echoed hauntingly, popping out of the wall the corridor shared with her bathroom. "I thought you'd never come."

She flicked one innocent pigtail and started batting her eyelashes at him. How. Sweet.

Irial waited what seemed like ages, but she finally came. He'd nearly dozed off when he heard her annoying, but somewhat endearing voice call his name.

Turning to look at her, he smiled kindly. "Of course I came, Myrtle. I told you I'd come, didn't I? I wouldn't just forget about you." He looked around; the corridor was deserted. Oh good. This way he'd have Myrtle all to himself. The ghost was incredibly interesting. And he was sure she didn't have many friends. Well, he'd be her friend, if she'd let him.

"How are you doing, Myrtle?" he asked her conversationally, still not quite sure what to talk about with a ghost. But he supposed that question was as good as any, right?

Dru slid out of the bathroom and closed the door quietly behind her. She paused when she heard voices, one of which she thought she recognised. She turned her head to see... "Irial!" She squeaked. Even though she had no idea where Diane had gone, or even if she had made it out of the Common Room, she was so glad to see Irial.

She turned to smile at the girl he was talking to only to stop dead in her tracks. Her smile turned into a look of shock, with wide eyes and her mouth slightly open. If there was ever a time to NOT stare, this was probably it. Shame Dru hadn't realised this.