Amanda walked onto the Sixth Floor with her black sunglasses on with her Slytherin robes, she was the Slytherin rockstar and it was about time that she was treated like that. This was totally unacceptable, she should have bodyguards to protect her from her crazy fans but of course there wasn't anyone to protect her. It wasn't safe here, she didn't know if any fans were going to attack her without warning.

He knew that they should probably head to the Hospital wing. If she was really that disoriented than something could be wrong. For all they knew she could just need a moment to clear her head. She’d just passed out after all. She just needed a moment to collect herself.

Part of him did feel a bit bad about snapping at Karma and Emilia no … the other part felt that at least half of it had been warranted. Emiliano needed to see that he was being unfair to her. Piper didn’t deserve to be strung along while he kept his bestie up on a pedestal. If he wanted her to be the girl in his life, fine! But he needed to decide who was going to be the most important girl in his life. Wes couldn’t hardly blame a guy for wanting to keep his options open. Wes himself didn’t like the idea of settling down. But he didn’t run around playing with girls emotions either.

Wes kept his arm around Piper out of necessity … at least that was what he told himself. He wasn’t sure if she was going to lose he balance again, and thought it wise to keep a hold on her. His arm remained firmly around her waist as they descended the stairs from the seventh floor. Once they reached the sixth floor Wes turned down a corridor, and stopped by a window, where he urged Piper to sit on the ledge.

“Sorry about all that by the way. And don’t worry about it. You would have been fine if I hadn’t come along. I just have to stick my nose where it isn’t wanted.” He insisted with a careless shrug of his shoulders. Wes folded his arms across his chest, and let one shoulder fall against the wall.

Piper smiled up at Wes as he led her to the 6th floor and urged her to sit on a ledge. Which she did, and leaned her head against the wall. She liked having his arm around her, she felt it was almost.. right or good.. or natural.. or something. She sighed a little as he spoke.

" It's okay, honestly. It actually sounded like you were concerned about me. back there." Piper said as she put her hand on his arm. "No, I wouldn't have been fine, he keeps waffling back and forth, and I wouldn't ever know who he wanted. Me or Karma.. it seems like that girl is in my way no matter what.." Piper put a hand to her head " They are both so beautiful, /i don't have a shot against them." She sighed and rubbed her head more. "Gah it hurts..."

He knew it was just show, that at some point in time he would have to back off and let Emiliano step back in. That was the agreement at least. He wasn’t really involved with Piper. He was just filling in, doing a good deed … sort of … but it felt right. It felt good. When he had her tucked under his arm it was as if a missing piece of himself was slipped into place. It felt good not to be so alone. When Piper perched herself drowsily on the windowsill, Wes forced his fists into the pockets of his slacks.

“Yeah well … I’m a good actor apparently.” He muttered more under his breath than anything. It felt more like he was reminding himself that it wasn’t real than her. He didn’t want to be pushy, or make this situation any more complicated … Where did that come from? Of course you want to make it worse! A stronger part of his mind reminded him. He loved drama, and he loved getting involved. What did it matter if he stepped on Emiliano a bit? Piper was an amazing girl. Why shouldn’t he try to woo her a bit? He deserved to be happy too. Maybe she would be happy with him! She could get over Emiliano. She said it herself! He can’t make up his mind! Another voice pointed out wickedly.

“What?” Wes demanded in disgust. He glared down at her. “Don’t get all self deprecating on me. You are amazing. Any guy should be lucky to have you, and don’t you forget it. Stop comparing yourself to other girls. You can’t do it fairly. You are different people, and no one will ever measure up to someone else. We aren’t supposed to anyway. Everyone should be different.” Sure, Evolette and Karma were stunning. Both of them. He adored Evolotte, but she was nothing like Piper. His feelings for both were infinitely different. Evolotte was stunning, but so was Piper. It was just different. It should be different.

"Do you want to go see the nurse? Maybe she can do something about your head." Wes suggested, trying to keep the concerned note from his voice.

Piper watched Wes as he stood by her, she watched as he shoved his fists into his pockets and she sighed a bit more. Part of her, a very big part wanted to hold out her hand to him, and ask him to hold it. She studied him, wondering how this had happened, only a week ago she had been crazy for Emiliano, and then Wes had come into her life, and seemed to have turned it upside down. She knew so much more about him, than she had ever known about Em, something that scared her a little bit. If you like someone, shouldn't you want to know more about them? She asked herself, yet it seemed like she had spent all of her time with Em, apologizing for getting in the way of him and Karma..

Piper leaned her head back onto the windowsill, closing her eyes for a second and attempting to make the world stop spinning. She pulled her legs up, so she was all on the windowsill now, and she opened her eyes to look over at Wes, a smile on her face as he was now still and not moving. "Yes, you are a brilliant actor, you should go into the field." She joked with him. "Have you ever thought about acting? I'm sure you would be brilliant at it." Piper said with a smile. After all, he had almost convinced her, and she was in on the plan. She was super curious to know more about him, and she knew that she would be asking him questions, all under the guise of "knowing him well" cause he was her fake boyfriend.

Piper smiled a bit bitterly as Wes spoke but she nodded. " I know, that we are all supposed to be different, but somehow being around those two, I feel like they are Cinderella and I am the ugly stepsister or something." She gave him a half of a smile. " Any guy huh?" She asked with a slight shake of her head. Would you be lucky? Would you even want me? She asked in her head, her eyes on his face. She was lost in thought so she almost didn't hear his last few words.

"No, I don't think the nurse will help a whole lot, part of the reason that I fainted, is that I haven't eaten in three days. The whole Em, Karma thing, had me pretty stressed, last night was the only night I got any sleep for about a week or so.." Piper sighed, as she put out her hand to Wes, before she could stop herself. " I think I just need some food, and somewhere to relax." She smiled up at him

“No. The only thing I’ve ever thought seriously about is traveling. I have no idea what I want to do with myself. People that know just where they are headed in life intimidate me to no end.” Wes confessed. But Piper already knew that he wanted to travel. Heck! She was coming with him! She is still coming with right? He glanced over at her to find her still watching him, and appearing to be deep fin thought about something. He offered her a wry smile, and looked away quickly. OH god, welcome back to the third grade. He though while staring down at his shoes. He’d gone back to the point in his life where it was impossible to look the girl you like in the face.

“I’d think the comparison would go the other way around.” Wes muttered and shook his head. “Don’t get me wrong, I love Evs. She’s one of my best friends. I’d do anything for her … but both of them sort of had that ‘cat and mouse’ grin on their face … I was pretty sure they were about to eat you or something. They seemed a tad more step-sisterly.” He pointed out. There was more to life than a pretty face. Piper was most certainly not revolting, and she was an amazing person. That was more important in the long run. He barely knew her, but he trusted her. He was comfortable with her. Wes would take that over some vain hottie any day of the week … just don’t tell Evs that. She was more to him than a pretty face anyway. She was his friend.

“Three days? Piper!” Wes shook his head at her, clearly shocked. When she stuck out her hand he took it into his then pulled her to his feet, once more tucking her under his arms. “C’mon lets go to the kitchens … or … wait … are they flooded yet?” He inquired, trying to think. NO. The kitches were a level above the dungeons. They could just go to the kitchens … avoid the masses in the Great Hall. “We’ll go get you some food in the kitchens then go back to the common room.” He suggested, and started moving towards the lower floors once more.

Piper smiled a bit as Wes explained about not knowing what to do. "Yes I do know about your love of traveling, seeing as I love it to, and I am coming with you!!" She exclaimed softly, a bit weakly but the excitement was still in her voice. " I know how you feel, I don't know what i am going to do with my life, besides vague plans of working at the ministry with my sister. Other than that..." Piper trailed off, she would like to settle down, get married and maybe have some kids someday, but.. well almost every girl dreamed about that. " Then of course you have stupid girl dreams, about getting married and kids.." She smiled a bit at him and shrugged. "I'm a girl we have those dreams at times."

Piper nodded as Wes spoke, " I certainly felt like a mouse with the two of them around. I know Karma can't stand me, and then Evolette was there, and I know she liked to cause mischief.. I felt somewhat helpless..and then Em came, Merlin.. what an encounter!" Piper sighed a bit. " I'm so glad you were there Wes.. I really am." Her voice was sincere and she looked up at him for a moment. She couldn't breathe for a second and she blinked a few times, feeling dizzy again, but in a totally different way..

Then she was in his arms again and they were walking, " Well, the whole situation had me stressed, the past few times i have seen Em, I have done nothing but apologize to him for ruining him time with Karma, they told me they needed a day to themselves, but didn't inform me of the day.. so i come skipping up and find it's their day.." Piper sighed heavily as she looked up at Wes. " I think the kitchens might be flooded, but we can go check, and then we can go to the common room, I would like that alot." Piper said as she leaned on Wes, okay so she maybe fully didn't need too.. but she wanted too. She liked it there. She looked up at him, smiling a little as they walked...Wes...

Wes chuckled as she commented on his love of travel. Of course she knew. She loved it as much as he did. Now if only there were a job that would pay him to go out an see the world … photographer for the prophet? Now that he could do … it was just a matter of learning how to work one of those fancy-shmancy camera’s. Naw. It was just a pipe dream. If he had to travel he would get sick of it. He needed some sort of stability in his life. His family gave him that now. Some day he’d need to find it for himself. He’d need to exercise self control and make himself stay in one place for some length of time.

“That’s what we need to do! We need to figure out where we are going.” Wes suggested brightly. That would be a good way to get her mind off all the drama and the fainting. “We’ll get you some food then go plan our trip in the common room.” He suggested, then fell silent, listening as she spoke of her plans for the future. “Of course you’ll get married. It’s just a matter of finding someone you could stand to be with for the rest of your life.” He pointed out. There was no doubt about it. Piper would find her perfect match. She was one person that would settle down with someone before too long. He could tell. She just needed to get over that Emiliano character first … because the two of them were far from the same place. He was too torn between two females. Piper wanted some consistency.

“Well Evs just likes to have fun. She’s harmless. She knows I’d kill her if she did anything horrible to you.” Wes consoled her. At least I hope she knows … he thought warily. They needed to talk. It really was quite an encounter though. Wes had been rather amused by it really, but it would have been stressful to anyone more involved with the situation. It was understandable that Piper would be bothered by it. “I’m glad I was too.” He responded with a smile down at Piper. A moment later her cheeks turned a faint shade of pink, and she looked away. His eyebrows furrowed. “You ok?” He inquired, fearing that she was about to pass out again.

“It’s a deal. I’m pretty sure I heard something about the Hufflepuff common rooms flooding too though. The kitchens are probably doomed.” Wes pointed out, then shrugged. They’d get it all worked out.

Cedric was walking in 6th floor corridor,He passed chatting students.He was making his way to the Room of Requirement.It was bright outside.He wonders if he still want to practice at the RoR or just go outside and have fun with his peeps.It feels horrible when you are alone while somebody was with their friends.He want to see his friends,have someone to talk to and all.But he also loves being alone cause it makes him think that lead him to his deepest thoughts.

During one of her usual strolls around the castle, Anna happened to find herself roaming down the sixth floor corridor. She wasn't entirely sure exactly why she was on this particular floor, but nevertheless, here she was. Maybe it was because she was so close to the Gryffindro Common Room, which sounded like a nice place to be right about now. She sure could use a nap...or get some homework done. Merlin knew it'd been piling up lately.

That was when she glanced upon to see Cedric, a Hufflepuff boy she'd had a good many classes with, walking down the corridor, as well. "Hey, Cedric! How's it going?" she greeted.

Tammy was bored, and realised she didnt want to just sit boredingly in the new common room which she happened to hate. So she felt like exploring. Just with a skip.

So as she skipped down the sixth floor corridor and noticed a brown haired girl speaking to another hufflepuff. Tammy gave her a light smile and continued to skip, she was a real childish sixth year, ultra childish. A badge of the girls refleted the sunlight into Tammys eyes causing her to stop still and glance at it.

So it didnt really read head girl right?
Oh man. This wasnt fair, she was going to get into trouble for skipping now with the HEAD GIRL.
O goddd.

Tammy gave her a polite smile and took small shuffled steps toward her. "Miss Head Girl, Please dont give me a detention for skipping. I was just exploring. Oh im really a good girl Please dontttttt." She whimpered out.

Still on a mission to find her cat, Bunbury had decided to try the castle instead of the grounds. She'd even brought along some foodstuffs to lay around in the hopes that it would lure Gingersnapple out of...wherever he was hiding. IF he was even hiding. He was probably just a little lost, that was all....

...that or he really was catnapped. Dundundunnn. Maybe he was living with Upstead the Alleged Catnapper in the shared Ravenpuffs common room. So, the sixth floor, being closeish to the floor with the common rooms, was as good a place as any to start laying out an assortment of Gingy's favorite h00man foods.

Bologna came first. Walking slowly down the corridor, Bunbunz paused every two or so feet and carefully set a pinkish slice of the lunch meat down. Another few feet, and another slice, and so on and so forth, until she came up the Head Girl and two Hufflepuffs there.

Well, she'd just have to continue her bologna trail around them, now wouldn't she? Hum de dum, bologna.

No sooner had Anna's greeting to Cedric left her word, she heard another voice coming from somewhere behind her. Miss Head Girl? Detention...for skipping? With a confused expression on her face, Anna turned around to see a Hufflepuff girl, one just slighty younger than she was if she wasn't mistaken, heading towards her. It took Anna a moment to realize that the girl was indeed seriously afraid that she'd give her detention...for skipping. To prove that she really did in peace, Anna smiled politely. She'd never have words with some for skipping, for Merlin's sake! Heck, if they weren't careful, they'd have Anna skipping along with them or something.

"Detention for skipping? Of course you're not going to receive a detention for skipping. I would skip along with you, but my heels, you see, would probably cause me to break my neck. I'm still not the greatest heel-wearer there is," she said, with a laugh. "Feel free to carry on skipping, if you wish. Or, you could stay and chat for a while. Cedric and I really just got here ourselves. Anyway, I'm Anna. What's your name?"

"Erm? Professor Bunbury?" Anna asked, turning around at the tiniest hint of a bologna smell in the corridor. Sure enough, it was indeed bologna that the professor was placing in random points up and down the corridor. "What's the bologna for?" She racked her brain several moments, trying to come up with a reason why the professor would be doing such an act, but she came up with nothing. Ahh, well. This was Hogwarts...was anything ever normal around this place? Nope. Didn't think so.

Tammy crossed her right foot infront of her left and fiddled with the bottom of her school jumper as she awaited her telling off. This week was NOT going well. Floods, loss of photos, shoes and makeup, near death experience with Norris the fish, arguing with Rachel Rider and her supposed bff Eva. And now the Head Girl might eat her.

'no detention' The sixth year lifted her head up and took a few more confident steps toward the Head Girl with a big toooooothyyy smile plastered on her face and looked up at her. "Oh." She spoke softly as if scared, but a bit more confident than her babble before.

Tammy chuckled lightly. "Its okay. Not everyone can get away with heels. Inncluding me." She pointed to her flats on her now bent upwards leg and grinned cheesily. "Flats are easier to not have achey feet and skip in." She insisted. The Head Girl was going to think she was an absolute nutter who should be in her first year...

...But she was a sixth year, a nice childish sixth year.

"Ill stay here for a bit. Ive explored alot. And I dont want to hurt my feed." She responed to the girls offer and smiled. Anna, that was a preety name.

"Im Tamzin.... Tammy Wood, sixth year hufflpuff." She smiled over the cringing facial expression about her full name which she absolutely HATED.

"Hi Cedric" She smiled politely at the boy that was with them and turned slightly to see a professor walking past them and listened as Anna spoke to her. So maybe the students were not as weird as the professors.

Bunny carefully laid down another piece of lunch meat, taking careful steps around Anna and the Hufflepuffs before setting down another one.

"Hmm?" she looked up from the slimy meat and her brow wrinkled at the question. "Oh, it's for my cat, you see...he...likes bologna...and I thought he might...might...."

She swallowed. Bunbury wasn't going to get upset. Gingersnapple WAS going to be found. He was just playing around now, that was all, just playing around and hiding.

"My Gingersnapple likes bologna. I just wanted to leave some out for him, that's all."

The redhead nodded and carefully set another piece down....oh boy, she was going to be out of bologna soon. "Would any of you like to help?" Annie asked them casually, continuing to make a little trail. "I might have to go back and tear those up into smaller pieces...hmmhmm..."

She straightened up and looked down at the stack of bologna in her hand, trying to smile at Hufflepuffs though there was really nothing to smile about. "It's tasty too, if you want a piece." The kids could probably handle the calories.

Heading up to the common room after her visit to see Macavity, Elizabeth turned into the sixth floor corridor only to narrowly avoid stepping on a piece of bologna lying on the floor. Skirting around it, she continued on her way, finding more lunch meat on the floor and getting more confused the further she went. Granted, it seemed like everything here at Hogwarts was topsy-turvy. She wasn't even really sure why she was bothering going to the common room, what with it being crowded with all the displaced Huffies. And she didn't even dislike Huffies, in general. But it was making things kind of claustrophobic. But flooding was one thing. Random lunch meat strewn over the floors was another.

But as she got further down the corridor, she heard voices, and then, as she listened, her unasked questions about the bologna she had been avoiding were answered. Walking further, she saw Professor Bunbury with a stack of meat in her hand, as well as a couple Huffies and Anna. "Hi," she said to the students, before her green eyes went to the professor questioningly as the redhead talked about tearing the bologna into pieces. "Why can't you just use a spell, multiply the meat? I know there's at least one spell that makes thing multiply." She got a thoughtful look on her face as she tried to remember, but then continued. "Especially if you're trying to attract your cat, I'd think more would be better. And not just smaller pieces." Although, smaller pieces would be easier to avoid stepping on. She fidgeted with the strap of her bag a little, wondering what exactly was going on. Robert likes Professor Bunbury, right? I mean, he's good at Herbology, so he must. But I can't help but think this is strange, she thought. But at least she was trying to help.

Anna laughed good-naturedly when the younger girl displayed a bit of surprise over hearing she wasn't going to get detention. Had Anna seriously turned into that much of a monster? She certainly hoped not! Maybe she should get out more...meet a few new people every now and then. Let the world now she really did mean well. Yup, sounded good. "Nope, no detention...at least not today," she said, holding a serious face for a few minutes, before laughing the situation off. "Just kidding, just kidding."

When the conversation turned back to heels, Anna glanced down and examined her own little pair. She really shouldn't walk the castle in such. She could easily fall down and break her neck, seeing that she wasn't exactly experienced in the art of walking in them. "They're fun to wear," she absentmindedly answered. "I guess. Caleb would tell me it's a trivial matter, though." When Tammy introduced herself, Anna turned her attention away from the heels and back up at the Hufflepuff. "Oh, Tamzin's a cool name. Sometimes I wish mine was a little more unique, but I suppose Greingoth makes up for Anna. Anyway, I'm a seventh year. Leaving for good after this year..."

Out of the corner of her eye, Anna caught sight of Professor Bunbury, still placing pieces of bologna in random spots up and down the corridor. Anna made a face at the meat, then looked up at her professor. "Well, if he likes bologna that much, I'm sure Upstead would bring him down to let him munch on a few pieces. I'm sure Gingersnapple would like that," she innocently responded. "Oh, and I'll gladly help, but really...I'm sure asking Jake to bring him down would be loads easier, right? Well, I guess placing lunch meat up and down the corridor is sort of a fun idea, too."

What in Merlin's name was the deal with Professor Bunbury not wanting to just stroll up to the Ravenclaw Common Room, find Jake, and ask him to bring out Sir Pinkness for a light snack? "Erm, well...I guess I could use a slice of bologna. Since the kitchens have been flooded, I've been dining on Chocolate Frogs more often than ever. Bologna has to be a little better for the figure, right?" she asked.

...and then someone else started talking. A new addition to the little assembled group. Anna glanced up to see her friend Elizabeth strolling up. "Hey, Elizabeth. I haven't seen you in a while. How ya been?" she asked. "The professor's trying to lure her cat away from Jake Upstead with bologna, but she's offering it to us if we'd like some."

"Err...I was going outside. The smell of..." Daphne wrinkled her nose and gave herself some distance between herself and Plymouth. There was no need to get Morgan's sweat on her or even smell it. Pursing her lips, she imitated the young man by slipping her own hands in the pockets of her robes. "Anyways, yes--outside."

Rather stiffly, she walked and racked her brain for a subject that was worth discussing. Recent creepy floods of the school? Homework? Planets alignment?

"Err...."

Ducks!

"I have a duck."

"I'm so sorry," Plymouth said with fervor. Ducks were kind of cute, and they made cool noises, but at the end of the day, they were still birds. Plymouth reached out and took Daphne's elbow to make her stop. He couldn't talk about her duck yet.

"I need a favor, Daphne."

Plymouth wasn't the beat around the bush type. He had to just come out with it.

He was creeping her out with his seriousness and sudden formal speech. Wincing as he grabbed her elbow, more out of dislike of being grabbed by anyone than actual painful discomfort. "You're scaring me," confessed the blond honestly, wide hazel eyes on Plymouth's chin. "What's wrong?"

"Ohh...," Plymouth was suitably startled. He let her elbow go immediately and stepped back. Plymouth wouldn't have scared Daphne on purpose for any reason - ever. EVER, ever. "I'm sorry," he apologized for the third time. "I'm sorry." Fourth. "Do you want me to go away?"

Plymouth!fail.

He apologized.

And he apologized again.

Raising her hands, Daphne took a deep breath. "Stop. Apologizing," she ordered breathing heavily through her nose. He was probably making this entire situation more difficult and awkward than it needed to be. Knowing Morgan he needed some kind of silly favor like...advice on presents or...he had something in his ear again or... "I don't want you to go away. I just want you to tell me what's wrong. You're upset and it's making me uncomfortable."

Because that was the closest Daphne would ever get to admitting that someone else well being made her worry.

Plymouth almost apologized again, but caught himself. Right. After a series of nods, Plymouth came out with it. "I have to brew a potion with Cela and I can't do it alone."


Plymouth was embarrassed - a lot - among many other things, but he his eyes up this time, searching out for Daphne's thoughts. Her real thoughts.

"Uh..." It took a while for Plymouth's request to process properly in her brain. It wasn't because the concept was too hard to understand, it was clearly a simple favor.

At first glance.

Instead of agreeing immediately, Daphne furrowed her brows, crossing her arms suddenly. "With Cela? And you need my help? That seems..."

Preposterous!

Cela alone was more than enough. Plus if she went and helped them she probably had to withstand seeing them be all--couple-like. Chewing on the inside of her cheek, Daphne kept her eyes fixated on Plymouth's nose this time around. "I guess...if I say no...it would be pretty rude of me..."

Where was dirt so that it could be sulkily kicked at the moment?

She clearly didn't want to. She... was Cela's friend first, so maybe that meant Plymouth couldn't keep her too? Is that this whole thing worked?? Why not? Plymouth was divided from all his favorite people, so why not one more?

"Just this once. She'll have you there and I'm hoping she won't cry then. I can't take the crying again. I just CAN'T. It's just one potion, and it's just this once. I'll even do all the work. You just have to be there."

Plymouth scrubbed his head with his knuckles and was just generally Mr. Awkward.