Dani was walking around, bored out of her mind when she saw that strange Hufflepuff with the shoe fettish. Only now he was covered in flour. She was curious. Oh great and now was the crazy kid that she had seen around and heard about. And was that.. a ghost? She moved closer to see what was going on, hoping the Hufflepuff wouldn't recognize her.

Irial's eyes widened in considerable shock when another two students came into the corridor. Wow. Just wow. He narrowed his eyes and frowned. Well. You know what they say. Two's company, three's a crowd. And whatever came after that...there were too many people in the damn corridor, that's what he came up with.

Glancing at Dru, he shrugged. "I'm out of here," he muttered to her. To Myrtle, who was obviously busy with this Varius kid, and now the other one, who was now covered in flour, and soon the Ravenclaw girl making her way down the corridor, he shook his head.

"Alright, Myrtle. I'm not one for crowds, but I'm out of here. I'll be around the school, if you ever want to come visit me instead of the other way around," he shouted to her. Shaking his head, he recrossed his arms over his chest and began walking down the corridor.

He hated crowds. He was so glad he was a loner.

"I still seem human?" Varius pouted, a little disappointed that his efforts hadn't been 100% effective - surely she would still forgive? "I like your floating too. Very elegant and it brings out your pigtails wonderfully!"

She then began to talk about a previous knight in shining armour? Last term? Oh boy! Did Varius have competition? Well, apparently not as she began to cry which meant it was Varius cue to be caring. "Oh Myrtle, any person willing to give you up is not worth shedding tears over!" he extended his arms, motioning his hands in a way that indicated for her to come for a BIGGGGGGG HUFFIE HUG!

"ARRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Varius screamed as he was knocked floated off his feet. The flour poofed everywhere and now covered the culprit, which so happened to be none other than Jake. Now they both were covered in flour and both looked like ghosts! What rubbish timing the boy had - he didn't have time to play and turn cats pink! He was confessing his love! Sheeeeeeesh. "Jake," Varius greeted through gritted teeth - he hadn't even bothered to rub his head, "How nice to see you again... can we talk some other time? Me and Myrtle are having a bit of a conversation here..."

Oh. No.

He recognized her. Not good. That would have been the perfect time to turn and walk away. But she was too nosy so she stayed. She eyed the little crazy kid who was actually bigger than her. She had heard tales of him from certain people. It took her a moment to realize just how crowded the corridor was. Why were the boys covered in flour? "Why are you guys covered in flour?" It was a strange sight.

More and more people kept coming! EEK! Myrtle liked people coming to visit her but she could only handle so many at a time!

The ghosty started to float back to the wall shared with her loo but stopped when she realized that it was none other than her Knight in Shining.....Shining...? He wasn't shining! He was trying to walk through her ghosty friend who was a boy!

"Jaaaaakey Wakey?" the girlie ghost squeaked. "Why are you...are you dusty?"

Yes, he was surely covered in dust, not...well....funny how he seemed to look just like Tipsy Tipps when he was so dusty. Hmm.....

Myrtle started twirling one of her pigtails thoughtfully as she became uncharacteristically silent, staring from Varius to JakeyWakey and EEEK! A Ravenclaw! EEK! Too many people!

"Waaaaaaaaaait Irial!" Myrtle whined, floating after him down the corridor, then pausing, and just waiting for him to turn around and see her lip wibble. She was a loner too, didn't he know!

*le siiiiiiiigh*

Fine. If Irial wasn't going to give Myrtle the attention she so righteously deserved, she could still woo make friends with ghosty boy.

Something wasn't quite right about him, but he was still sooooo peaaaarly.

"Thank you..hehee...heheeh..heeeeeee," Myrtle cooed and giggled, pulling her pigtail in front of her face like she was being bashful and hiding from him. As if.

She would have floated forward to hug him, too, only...that Hufflepuff....waiiiiiit a minute.....waaaaaaait just one minute!

"JAKEY!" Myrtle gasped as she suddenly got it. "Why didn't you tell me ANOTHER Hufflepuff had died?! Isn't Vaaaaaarius here in your House? You've been neglecting to share the school gossip with me!"

She sniffled *SUPER* loud now and started using her pigtail like a hanky. "Jaaaaakey's been neglecting meeeee, Variusssss, he...heee doesn't liiiiiike me anymoreeeeeee....only a ffffellow ghosty would underssstaaaand...."

Poor, innocent, moaning, moping Myrtle. She didn't even understand the flour thing. Not. One. Bit. That is what not eating for a very long time will do to you...you will cease to remember standard kitchen ingredients.

Irial turned back when he heard Myrtle call his name and tell him to wait. He sighed and walked back over to her. He couldn't resist. When she turned to the other students, he frowned once more.

"They're covered in flour," he said quietly, wanting to snicker at them, but resisting. "They're not dead..." He wasn't one to usually ruin others' good fun, but this was just rude. Tricking the poor ghost.

"Myrtle they've tricked you." He said this quietly, leaning against the wall once more as he watched the commotion with a frown on his face. His arms were crossed over his chest and his purple eyes narrowed.

What were these other people's problems? Hm!? He didn't go ratting them out about things! They had no business! No right!

"Myrtle, dear," Varius said in his most innocent, caring voice that was the sincerest of all, "Do not listen to these people. They are only trying to hurt you and make you upset. I am here for you. How about that big hug?"

Wait! What? Back up a sec! Jake? JakeyWakey? HE was the knight in shining armour? Oh great, just great. "I shouldn't worry about it Myrtle, things like that happen, but I am here now and I will visit all the time! I promise!"

Varius kind of wanted to run. He was probably getting Myrtle's hopes up and with brats about trying to out him as the living, it would surely hurt her if she found out he had lied. But he had only done so to make her feeeeel better and more comfortable - he was being considerate right? Maybe, if he left now... she would never find out... and she wouldn't get upset... right? His plan was going down the pan afterall... how ironic.

Dani laughed at the strange Huffies explanation. "Look Myrtle, he's not dead." She pulled the shoe off her foot, which happened to be a rather flat converse like shoe and smacked him on the shoulder with it. She put it back on her foot and stared the boy down, she didn't care if he was older and bigger than her. "It's not nice to lie to a girl."

"Oi!" Jake yelled up at the tall kid, pulling himself to his feet. "Who said I was trying to trick Myrtle, it's not my fault I accidentally got this... stuff all over me... I prefer sugar, in any case..."

Mmmmmm, sugar-coated Jakers.

Don't tell me you'd be able to resist that extra sweetness.

And... and then... Myrtle seemed to think he'd been neglecting her?! NUUU WAYY!!!!! "Myrtle... I've been in trouble, that's all... I've been busy having to sort stuff out..." he let his gaze drift back to Varius. "If you'd rather be friends with Varius, though... I suppose that's your choice..." he added, bowing his head and turning away, proceeding to start making his way down the corridor. "I'm sure... I'll find someone else to talk to," he mumbled, miserably, not being able to stop a small tear.

Too much too much too much! Olive Hornby had not been joking when she had called this ghostie "Myrtle the Turtle, the slowest Ravenclaw in our House!"

Poor Myrtle stared, gaped, more like, at the various reports flooding in from Irial, then Varius, and the Shoe-Whacking Girl, and lastly, Jakey Wakey.

Slowly, very, very slowly, she digested (hehepun) the information and then it clicked.

"Ttttt....tt...t...trickery?" The ghost was on the brink of sinking the Titanic, she was starting to become that shipwrecked here. One phrase in particular stuck out in her mind though, thanks to Iriaaaaal.

"NOT. DEAD. HE'S NOT DEAD!!!!!!??????!!!!" Myrtle screeeeeeeched down the corridor like ten thousand fingernails scraping across chalkboards. "THE HUFFLEPUFFLES ARE BETRAYING meeeeee eeeeee eee eeeehee hehee waaaaa waaa waa wa WHY?"

The waterfall of tears came pouring down her face, out her nose, over her robes, like icy little droplets. "Whhhhhhhhehhhhhhyhyhyhyhyhhhyyy," she continued to wail loudly, just repeating that word as her spectacles became fogged up with her sorrows. "Jjjakey Wakey hhhaaates meee and and and Tipsy iiiisss a ffaaaafaaffffaker....there's nooo hoooope in this liiiiiife.....or...OR IN THIS DEATH!"

She let out out one more high-pitched scream and then promptly zoomed through every student standing there, whirling past the scone on the wall in her haste and eliminating the one source of light for the hallway before disappearing into the ceiling. Sure there were still windows but hopefully a good dark RAINSTORM would come strike these fakers down in Myrtle's stead.

"Boooooo hoo hooooo hooo, BOOOOOO HOOHOOO HOOO..... WHHHHHHHHHHY......." was all that could be heard as the ghost disappeared through Hogwarts' extensive piping system, off to cry herself to 'sleep' who knew where.

Varius hated this girl. "What is your problem? HMMMMMMMMMMM!? Shoes should be kept on your feet you loon! Make sure they stay there before I go show Nurse Avalon all my bruises and explain the causes behind it! I'm sure the detention to follow will be thrilling," gawsh, it wasn't everyday Varius snapped, but people were ruining his MOMENT!

Speaking of the moment... it was now gone... gone, through the plumbing systems of Hogwarts. Poor Myrtle. "Oh great, " he grumbled, truly ticked off now, "I hope you all are happy that you go what you wanted, you brats!"

Varius stalked off to go scream into a leaf or something... pillows were so overrated. Flour trailed behind him as it released itself from him. He would have felt bad for the house elves who would probably have to clean up the mess afterward, but he was beyond caring.

Irial was suddenly plunged into darkness as Myrtle finally realized what was going on, thanks to him. He felt horrible for the girl, really he did, but it was her right to know that they were tricking her. Sighing, he groped around for his wand and muttered Lumos, illuminating the corridor. He watched as one of the little brats er...younger students...ran off. Shrugging he walked off in the opposite direction, not sure where he was headed, but it was definitely away from here.

So much for having a normal conversation with Myrtle...all those idiots had to show up and ruin it. Well, serves them right. He could only hope though, that Myrtle wasn't mad at him. After all he didn't lie to the poor girl.

Dani stared after Myrtle, wishing that she could console the poor girl, but she had no idea where she was. Stupid guys and their lying ways. She scoffed at the boys that had lied to Myrtle. Especially the evil shoe stealing Hufflepuff. Wandering off, she hoped to catch a glimps of Myrtle.

Dru watched the whole fiasco from Irial's side. Even though the girl wasn't the nicest to her, she still felt really sorry for her. As Myrtle went through the wall, it occurred to Dru that this girl may be a ghost, which explained a lot.

Dru froze as the hallway was plunged into darkness, only reaching out her right hand to grab... nothing? Where was Irial? Her question was answered momentarily as the hallway was re-lit and she saw Irial halfway down the corridor.

"Irial!" Dru called, running after him. She caught up with him and gently tugged on his robes to make him notice her. "Irial, was that girl... a ghost?"

Alice had so much to do. I mean homeworks. But she had no mood to do right at the moment. As she made her way to next class, she stopped and rested for a while on the side wall, thinking deeply. She had not seen her sisters for so long. But for her pleasure she had a good time with Fyo. The thought brought a huge smile on her face. She giggled to herself, bitting on her nail as sitting on the side wall.

Chris Potter was walking down the Corridor on his way to see the hour glasses and check up on Gryffindor's poit count. He knew they werent in the lead but was stopping down there every so often to be sure. He wanted his first year as Prefect to go greatly. He was walking and then the next moment he fell to the ground. He looked behind him when he fell and saw a girl sitting there. He had tripped over her leg.

*Gabben ran down the hall still in his swimming clothes and covered in water. He still had the news paper crushed in his hand. He had to find his cousins or best mate.*

Still on the ground Chris saw a boy running down the corridor in a bathing suit dripping wet. He jumped up and stopped the kid. "You need to slow down, and where are you clothes, and why are you wet?" Those were two questions he had hoped he would never have to use as a Prefect.

*Gabben bent over trying to catch his breathing.* "Went swimming in the lake-... and got a family problem sent to me in the post-.... Have to write back-..."

Alice jumped a bit from where she was sitting due to the heavy thud sound. Who fell this time?! She saw a boy had fallen on the floor, face front. hmm. Do they have jelly legs?! She shrugged and reached him to help, but before that he jumped up and inquiring another boy who was running with wet soak clothes. Oh boy..Eeeeeeeeeek! She cringed, and looked away, "Are you okay?" she asked the boy who fell on the floor few minutes before.

Chris smiled a caring and knowing smile and said to the boy. "If its a family problem then go, but be careful." he yelled as the boy ran off.

Chris got up and brushed off the front of his robes and then saw the girl who he had fallen over. She seemed nice as she helped him up. "Im Chris" he said introducing himself. As he reached out his hand to shake hers his eyes fell on the chest of his robes...his badge was gone! "Where's my badge?" he said looking around the floor nervously.

*Gabben nodded and started running again but before he got more then a few feet he fell over.*
"Ahh what the bloody-!"
*A prefects badge was sticking out of his left foot.*
"Found your badge..." *Gabben pulled it out and handed it to the prefect.*

Alice's eyes noticed a shiny stuff on the floor. Head boy?! No..prefect?! it must be. When she was about to pick up, the other boy went ahead of her. Good thing. She turned to him, "Nice to meet you Chris. Well actually not a nice time since you were falling and all..." she bit her lip, shy, "But still..it's okay." she paused, "I'm Alice. Alice Winchester, third year.." she shook his hand properly.

Chris smiled as Alice introduced herself. "Well its nice to meet you Alice, Alice Winchester, third year." He joked he knew she sounded alittle shy. "Im Chris, Chris Potter 4th year, Gryffindor Prefect." he said as he pinned the badge back to his chest.

*Rolling his eyes Gabben stood back up. He stood lightly on his now hurt foot and headed down to the common room. His letter would have to wait. He needed to fix his left foot. So he hopped the rest of the way down.*