Willie wasn't far away from her, trying to build a maneating demon. Although, that wasn't possible, so he gave up on that thought and started to build himself a small little castle. Being a creative child, he managed to make the castle have many rooms as he'd poked the sand with his wand to make it look like it had round windows. He'd then made some designs by moving his finger across the castle.

He looked up and blinked like he was suddenly a mere cat. He needed more sand, and someone was taking his sand away. Standing up, he brushed his legs and walked over to the place where there lied a large pile of sand and hidden behind that pile was Hayley.

"Whatcha doinnn?"

Oh sand, Hayley thought wistfully, Why art thou so sandy and uncomfortable? And then there were voices, and a slight jump on Hayley's behalf.

She looked up with a glare, ready to poke the person who had startled her with Steve. However, said interrupter happened to just be Willie Crocker. Her glare turned into a frown, and then into slight dismay. "Piling and poking sand," she said.

She gave the sand a final poke, and it burst into an array of colors. OOOH! PURDY! "Aguamenti," she whispered. She started molding the now damp sand into a fortress of sorts...of colors and stuff.

"Hey Willie, wanna help me build a fortress castle of epicalness?"

Willie watched with amusement at the sand that burst into an array of colors. She must've done that with her wand, casted a spell she could actually pronounce, unlike him who couldn't pronounce a words correctly.

Sigh.

"Thure!" He smiled, sitting beside her with a beam. "Thooo ye know 'ow yer gunna thtart?"

"I dunno, exactly?" she replied, "the sand is wet enough to build a castle and stuff...i guess we just gotta...mold it properly!"

She karate chopped the pile of sand in half, then flattened it all to make a level area for castle making. "We could start building the main castle...with the BLUE sand! Aaaand...the towers with the yellow sand! And...we could make a fortress wall..and and and and and and a a a a one 'o' them mote thingies! And a DRAWBRIDGE!" Hayley was getting really excited...and hyper.

She giggled a little maniacally as she formed the outer walls of the castle, slowly building up the towers.

Kel was silent as she talked, and when she frowned, he - almost subconsiously - reached a hand up to push up the corner of her mouth with his index finger. He hated it when Jenn frowned. "Much better." he agreed, but whether he was talking about her personality or just the fact that she was smiling again, he didn't really even know himself. He closed his eyes and ducked his head when she ruffled his hair, a light blush creeping up his neck and onto his face. "Well, then I'd be delighted to come!" he told her. "I'll just have to find a way to sneak out of hte house...but it's all good."

"The Fountain of Fair Fortune." he repeated with a light laugh. "How did I know that was your favorite?" it seemed like that was a favorite of a lot of witches that Kel talked about the book with. He played with the sand as she finished telling him about Sleeping Beauty, letting the grains of sand fall through his fingers. "He kisses her? And that wakes her up?" Hmm. Must've been some kiss to break a curse.

Riiight. Okay. "Yeah, I thought so too. Although it's a bit of a mouthful, isn't it?" he shrugged in answer to his own question.

Saaaanndd box! Saaaannddd box! Everyone loves a goood sand box! Hmm... hmm... hmm... hmm... shaddup Livvy. Oh great. Livvy swore she was going insane. Sloooooowwwlllyyyy.... verrrryyyy sloooowwwlly. Oh geez. She needed to find someone sane. Like. Quick.

But for the time being. She'll just sit in the sandbox, and wait for some sane human being to come rescue her from her insanity. Weeeeee...... Livvy grinned at her crazy self as she plopped down in the sand, sweeping her hand underneath the little tan mountains.

Chris noticed as he walked down form his Dorm that it was nice outside and decided to take a walk. He was on the grounds and looking at the trees and the sky, enjoying the weather when he heard a squeel of delight.

He had wondered what the heck it was and was walking close to the sand box, (where else would a squeel like that come from) and he saw the person in it. He snuck up quietly so she wouldn't see him and then said, "Having fun Livvy?" with a grin on his face.

Hmm... Livvy wondered how the sandbox would look like to ants. It'd be like a kingdom! And SHE..... was the Queen of the kingdom. Even though she wasn't ant... she was queen cuz' she said so and she was a great deal bigger than them so if the ickle ants said no, she could just step on them. HA! Livvy's za winner! But of course. She always won. Against herself.

Boooorrriiinnnggg.... sandboxes were fun and all... but Livvy was no kid anymore. Actually she was.. but sandboxes were only fun when people were in it... with her. Maybe she could build a sand castle! Ooh! That would be cool! She just needed a bucket. Did Groundskeeper Masterson keep buckets with him?

Livvy pulled her legs up to her chest, propping her head on her knees, thinking of what she'd say to Masterson when she asked for buckets. 'Yo Groundskeeper! Got any sand buckets handy?' Livvy snorted at the thought of it.

At that moment... the fifth year was totally dazed and out of it... staring at the sand and at her feet and way too engrossed to notice the looming figure behind her and the shadow in the sand. It was until the person spoke, did Livvy know. And she flinched with a yelp that escaped her lips. She quickly turned around to face.... CHRISTOPHER... POTTER. That immature child. Oh dear.. did she love this dude.

"CHHHHRRRIIIISS! Why I am having fun. Thank you for caring. Wazzup?!" Livvy exclaimed as she pulled Chris down to sit on the next to her and reached out to hug the boy.

Chris laughed hard as Livvy jumped and yelped when he firghtened her. When she exclaimed his name he said her's in the same high pitched squeel as she did his best impression of it anyway. "Liiiiivvvvvvyyyy!" he sat down as she pulled him there and hugged her back. "It's good to see you too. And Im glad you're having fun doing....what is it that you are doing?" he asked loking around at the sandbox.

Livvy laughed at Chris as he laughed too. She couldn't help it. Whenever one laughed, the hormones that trigger the laughing, go crazy and she just haaas to laugh too. Livvy grinned and chuckled quietly at how he said her name, the same way she had said his. That boy.... always making fun of her. Leave the impressions to her, sweetheart. Livvy smiled as she patted him on the back and released him from her embrace as she stared back at him.

"Well. I. Uh... I. I don't know. I haven't quite figured that out yet," she said, scratching her head, thoughtfully. "I was gonna build a sand castle! But we need sand buckets. Ooh! Do you have any?" Livvy asked, excitedly. Yeah. Like it was normal to just have a sand bucket stashed away in your suitcase or drawer. Pfft. Of course.

Chris laughed along with her as the ended their hug. He then watched Livvy curiously as she told him what she was, or wasn't doing. The she asked if he had a bucket. Oh this was perfect timing to joke with her again. "Actually..." he said in an excited tone hoping she would buy it. He dug into his pocket. "I have something..." he pulled out his hand with.....a rubberband and some lint. "Ooops the bucket must be in my other pants, darn!" he burst out laughing at his joke.

He then said more seriously. "You know instead of using buckets we can use our wands to make the sand wet enough to stick together and then just mold it into a castle with our hands." he said thoughfully.

Livvy watched Chris closely, hoping that he had a sand bucket. Plllleeeeaaassee have a sand bucket. Pleeeeassseee. You'll be my knight in shining armor if you hand me a sand bucket. Ooh! Ooh! Sand mermaid slash merman! No. Sand castle..... Livvy wants to build a sand castle.

She turned her attention back to Chris as his eyes seemed to twinkle with mischief. What was that boy up to know? But it didn't matter. So long as he handed her a bucket. It was cool.

"You have a bucket?!" Livvy exclaimed, getting all excited as he reached for his pocket. Wait. What kind of person stashes a bucket in his pocket? CUH-RAAAAZZZY. But... who was she to talk? "You do?! Is it a bucket?" Livvy asked, leaning in closer and trying to see what the boy would pull out.

Gahhh! Fail. It was just a rubber band and lint. Livvy made a face and stuck her tongue out at Chris. "Ha. Ha. Very funny. And I thought we were going somewhere here!" she said, scratching her head.

...

Livvy stared at Chris after he made his suggestion. "Ya don't think I've thought of that before, Potter? But then they'll be all uneven-ish and gross looking! And who's to be the cause of that?!" she said, flailing her arms and then crossed them as she pouted. Was she really turning sixteen this summer?

Chris laughed at how excited Livvy got when he reached for his pocket for a bucket! He then thought for a moment, this is Hogwarts so technically its possible.

He tried not to laugh at Livvy's slightly disappointed face at the idea of him not having a shovel. "It's ok Livvy we can figure it out."

Chris made a faked face of shock when she scoffed at his wet sand idea. He filcked the rubberband at her and said "Well excuse me Queen of Sand Castles," he chuckled. "Do you have any better ideas?"

Livvy sniffed and stuck her nose into the air. That boy... always messing with her. When would he realize that she was too delicate to mess with? 'Delicate' and 'Livvy'? Ha! Who knew they would be put together in a sentence? Weeiiiirdd. Then again... it's not like SHE hadn't messed with HIM.

Alright... Chris was forgiven...

Livvy rolled her eyes at Chris as he faked a look of shock. PUH-leeeaaseeeee! Been there! Done that! "Hey! Excuse me!" she said, as she rubbed the spot on her arm that had been damaged by the rubber band that Chris so kindly flicked at her.

"As a matter of fact, Mr. Ignorant Potter... I do. We go ask Masterson if he's got any! He built the sandbox... so he should be prepared to hand out buckets and shovels!" Livvy reasoned, placing her hands on her hips. If the man wasn't prepared... then... too bad. He should've thought of how he was gonna supply them sand utilities when he first built the sandbox.

After Livvy was hit with the rubberband Chris grinned showing off his perfect teeth, to make the full effect. "Sorry Livvy."

Chris listen to Livvy as she went on about where they could find some buckets. He agreed with her in his head and just wanted to mess with her one more time before the went and got the buckets from Masterson and built their castles. He pretended he heard nothing but the beginning, "Ignorant?! Who's in thrid place of Gryffindor's point count?" he asked laughing half-way through ruining the joke, he was thinking about how Livvy would react.

"But yes let's go get those shovels!" he said excitedly.

She looked at Chris who grinned... flashing off his perfect pretty teeth and pretending to be sorry. Show-off. Livvy narrowed her eyebrows... slowly... ever so slowly... leaned in closer towards the boy. As if trying to see something. "Oh. You've got something there... Oh wait. It's your face," Livvy said, smirking at him as she ruffled his hair up and scrambled back to her original spot.

Livvy raised an eyebrow at him as he tried to protest. It's useless, kiddo. "I wanna say you... but that must surely be wrong! Chris Potter?! Third place in the point count? You must be joshing me," she said, snorting. Though.. she actually believed it. Way better than how SHE was! Don't even get her started with where SHE is on the point count.

"Right! Shovels! AND buckets! Off to Masterson's we go!" Livvy said, happily as she picked herself up and brushed the sand off her jeans. "Oh. But wait. Where do we find lil' Masty?" Truth be told. In those five years she had attended Hogwarts... never once... have she gone looking for the Groundskeeper. Eep. That was intense.

Chris's smile faultered a bit as Livvy looked closer at him and said he had something there. He was about to try and pick whatever it was out of his teeth and the Livvy said his face. He chuckled and said, "Ok we're even." as she ruffled his hair.

Chris watched her overdramatic reaction to his third place comment, "Don't believe me?" he smiled. "Well it's true so you probably should." He didn't want to brag it was just messing around, besides even if he was bragging he may have beat Livvy but Ravenclaw's points still towered over Gryffindor's.

Chris jumped up as Livvy shouted the command of shovels and buckets and he did a mock salute and said, "I second that notion." and began to march a few steps, grinnning. Then he stopped when she asked where to find Masterson. Chris had no idea where he would be. "Well normally we could check his hut, but isn't it still flooded? So maybe the lake or something?"

Livvy grinned at the boy triumphantly, flashing her 'almost as perfect as his' set of teeth. No one messes with the Livmeister and just gets away with it. In a perfect life, maybe... but it wasn't a perfect life. No siree... So... HA! Payback.

The girl just snorted and rolled her eyes at how cocky Chris was. Cocky... but very proud. Yes. Very proud. Well... she was too a lot.

She just laughed as Chris jumped up and gave her a mock salute? Were they in the army all of a sudden. Oh boy... she just loooovvveed to play army. Hut! Two... three... four.... Hut! Two... three.. four. Left... Left.... Left Right Left.... "Oooooh! Yeah. Maybe the lake! I don't know if his hut is flooded... but I guess we'll just have to look around the entire castle for him!" Livvy said, shrugging with an 'oh well' smile on her face.

Chris grinned at Livvy she was so fun to be around. He watched as she jumped up and joined him standing ready to leave to find Masterson...somewhere. "Yeah Masterson's Hut flooded awhile ago but it probably still is flooded so to the Lake first?" he asked her.

Ick.... floods. They annoyed her so much. It reminded her of home and freaking typhoons that completely destroyed your house. Thank goodness England was a safer place. Grinning, the fifth year began bounding towards the lake. "Off to the lake we go, Chris!" Livvy said, happily.

*Gabben walked down to the box and sat down in the sand. He sighed and started to make a sand castle.*

Bah it felt like Terry hadn't been out and around these grounds for a while! Sigh.

And forget his miserably excuses for best friends, he hadn't seem them all since ...Merlin knew when! It was prolly those merfolk! They could have kidnapped Evee and Miles and swum off with them far, faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar away, where they were now being held for ransom for about a million galleons each. Hmm. Well, Evolette would be enjoying all the attention at any rate. snort.

PAH. He was surrounded by SOOOOOOOO much sand. He shouldn't be moping around! Sighing once more, Terry flung into the sand box and proceeded to do roly polys all over the place.

WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

And who said you grew out of sandboxes when you became a young man? Because by the looks of it, Terry certainly still liked it. And watching from the sidelines, Miles didn't blame him. It had been a while since he had seen one of his best friends, and he had started to feel a little bit lonely. Sylvia was so lucky to be JUST starting, he'd give anything to be in her shoes. But, his time was surely leaving, and one thing that hurt the most; Evee, Terry and Hugo were all younger than him. He was leaving before them. Putting on a brave face and grinning like he'd die if he didn't, Miles ran towards Terry, and jumping in the sand box when he reached it.

"TERRRY! STOP ROLLING SO I CAN TALK TO YOU!"

Miles laughed and lay down in the sand, hoping his friend would calm down for him to say hello to Miles.

Wowwowwow. They really were right, when they said that sand (and lots of it) really was the answer to all of life's problems. Skidding around so that he left lots of pretty tracks in the grains, Terry's head shot up stupendously fast when he heard an achingly familiar voice.

ZOMG!! Spinning around on his feet, he tackled his best friend, a blur of golden as sprays of sand flew up into the air all around them. 'MILESY BOY! MY LOVE.' Terry roared, squishing his mate into a tight squeeze, scared that if he let go Miles just disappear again in a POOF!

'I missed you like crazy, you naughty boy! Where've you been in the world?'

Vanessa had to admit that her boyfriend had very odd friends. It was even more odd so that she was related to one of these odd friends. But still. Leaning against a tree, watching the little reunion between Miles and Terry. Aww. They looked so cute! But what she wanted to know was where on earth Terry had been. Didn't he like know it was her last year!
"Keep that up and I'll have to get you for PDA" Vanessa smirked, before her features softened and she smiled at them. "Sorry for gatecrashing." She added quietly. Maybe she should have just left them alone...