Alice nodded her head "I've got one spontaneously. But I dont know if you like it or not" she said, slight shrugged with a smile. She bent down her head to get hold of some sand as brushing off a lock of hair from her face. Silly hair.

Her smiled widened, "I love you like sky level" she said like a five year old kid as stretched out her hands widely. What was with her!? Aw..behave like a teenager Alice.

"Tellme," Fyo said, curious now. She could be quirky with those ideas and theories of her. And he loved her hair. Reaching out to brush it back from her forehead, Fyo smiled slightly. It was.... You know. Nice.

Really nice.

"You're acting like a child," he laughed, shaking his head at her actions. Which he liked. Because they were adorable.

Alice's hands running over a heap of sand, thinking again before opened her mouth. "Umm..how about a live sand scupture? Have you ever heard of it?" she smirked, and slightly shivered as his hand reached and brushed her hair back. He was not only sweet and lovely but caring. She beamed at him.

And he too noticed her kiddish behaviour. Alice blushed, pulled back her hands and keeping it on her lap. "I know. Is that good or bad?" she looked at him through her thick eye-lashes.

A live sand sculpture? That was an idea, but Fyo was not sure how they could do it. It would not be "real" life of course, the sculpture's, just animation which they could produce from magic. But that would be advanced magic, would it not? "That sounds like an idea," he began with a nod. "But I'm not sure if we can do it. Can you?"

"It's good," he said laughingly, when she asked him that last question of hers. "I like it. Don't grow up too soon, Lissy - I want us to have our fun." It would be terrible if she began hating sand, one day. Poor Sand Monster.

By the way Fyo's expressions changed Alice could figure out his doubts. She grinned, "Ofcourse we can. It would be great. B'cuz the scupture can breathe, laugh and even talk." Her smile was casual yet hiding something inside it. She just moved closer to him.

Sitting close to him, she laughed with him. "I wont. I know sometimes we all need this sillyness" She was right. Alice was getting ready to demonstrate him how to make a live sculpture.

Fyo blinked. "Really?" He asked, clearly impressed. "That would be pretty advanced magic - I could never have done it." Which was a bit too true. He didn't even know what this kind of magic was called!

He sat back, palms pressing against the sand, and looked towards her. "I'd love to see you make one," he said with a smile, obviously referring to the live sculpture. This was going to be nice.

Alice giggled, crawled forward and knelt down on the sand in front of him. "So you're eager to see or make that extremely magical sculpture. Right?" her eyes dancing in excitement. Then she laid on the sand like an sleeping angel form before adjusting her robes neatly.

"Now you have to cover me with sand to make a live sculpture." she looked at him, without moving from that position.

What, what, what?

Fyo raised an eyebrow, even though he was biting back laughter. "Butterfly, you're too silly," he said laughingly. "Come on, get up." He was so not going to cover her with sand. That was just.... not right!

He reached for both of her hands, and pulled her into a sitting position. "I want a hug."

Before realized what had happened, Alice was sitting beside him on the sand. Why?! What happened? She blinked and took few seconds to realize what he was thinking. He didnt want to do that. But why?! It would be a great fun na? She sighed and pouted. "I wanted tobe like that" she said and reached him to give a hug.

Really really a good and comfortable hug.

"But that would spoil your clothes," Fyo said, holding on to her. Random Butterfly hugs were so awesome! "It's not right, Lissy, really. Just imagine what would happen to your robes." Messy enough, they both already were, but being covered up with sand would be.... plain disastrous.

"You can cover me if you want though," he went on, trying to pacify her. "I mean, if you really want to do something like that." Boys weren't supposed to be immaculately clean, anyway. Yeah, yeah, Fyo knew - STEREOTYPE! But it was still something to think about.

Clothes. He was worried about spoiling her clothes. No. Alice pouted again as shaking her head, "I know. But the lake water would be enough to make it right back, Fyo." she said but knew that robes was not only his worry but he didnt want to cover her with sand. He was caring her. It might have been so odd for him to think about to do that.

B'cuz now the ball was on her court. He gave her the same offer. She realized now that how it could be odd to cover your beloved one with sand, mud or wahtever the mess. It was really hard. She sat there, shook her head again, refusing, "No..I cant do that too" she blushed and looking down at her own sand covered hands. Silly. Silly me.

Fyo laughed. "You're crazy, Butterfly." He meant it in a good way, though. "First you want me to do it, and I don't want to. Then I let you do it, and you don't want to. We are crazy."

Still holding her hand, he stood up, brushing dust off his robes. "Let's go inside, Silly. We've gotten messy enough for a century."

Alice nodded her head, laughing with him. "If you say so." she stood up along with him, dusting off her robes and stood there for few seconds thoughtfully. She was not really in a mood to stuck inside the castle. Not really. But it was Fyo who suggested that. She agreed. Anything for him, for her Rawring Lion.

"Okay. But what will you do after cleaning up yourself?" she asked, wished she could be with him in the same common room.

Fyo looked at her, getting the feeling that she did not want to go into the castle. "You alright, Butterfly?" he asked, giving her hand a light squeeze. "I was going to get myself a bite to eat after bathing, but we really don't have to go in, if you don't want to."

He didn't mind staying out - or staying dirty - if she asked for it, you know. He hoped he never would, too.

Alice looked at him, nodded, "Yeah I'm. I just wanted to stay outside for some more time" she said honestly. But he said he was going to get some food. He might be hungry. "But If you're hungry, we can go and get something to bite Fyo" she said, squeezed back his hand.

"I'm not hungry, but accompany you sounds good" atleast I'll be able to stay with you more, she smiled and waiting for his decision.

Mmm. Tough decision, food versus sandbox. Because sand was THE BOMB, and food meant - you guessed it - ohmygoshCHOCOLATE. Fyo smiled slightly at his own obsessions, thinking for a moment. In the end, it was the thought of being close to Butterfly that made him decide.

"Let's stay here for a little longer," he said, with half a smile. "Then we can go in, and wash up." Eat, too.

He looked like struggling to choose between food and stay outside. Alice looked at his face, patiently, untill he came to a decision and decided to stay lil longer there. Yay! She knew he would not go against her wish. So sweet. Sweet Candy factory. Haha.

Alice giggled, "Thank you Fyyyyyoooo" she reached him and gave him a quick excited hug. "Now tell me what are you planning to do in camping?" she started it casually. More time. More informations about their vacation. Awesome.

Staying here earned him a hug? Awesome! Because now Fyo wanted to stay here forever. Hehehe.

Trying not to think of random Butterfly hugs, the Gryffindor turned his attention back to their conversation. Looked like she wanted to know more about the camp, hmmm. "Well, I don't really know," he said, with a shrug. "We're just supposed to do what Uncle Henry tells us to, but father said Uncle Henry would most likely arrange a schedule of sorts. You know - do this on the first day, do that on the second day. I think we're going to go hunting, too, but that's not a prospect I like."

Hunting cute, little thingies was BAD. He didn't want to have no nice birdie for dinner, no sirree. Fyo shook his head at the thought, wondering if he could possibly get out of all that.

Alice took his hands in hers, started drawing pattersn as he was explaining things to her about camping. She listened him curiously untill he pronounce the word. Hunting. Hunting. You mean real Hunting. Killing animals or birds by your own hands. Gosh. Her petite body shivered slightly. She squeezed his hands unawaringly, "Hunting? You mean rabbits and deers?" her doe like eyes widened in horror.

It was something unexpected. Are they going to use bow and arrow? Oh..NO.

Fyo saw the sudden fright on her face, and blinked. Umm, maybe he shouldn't have mentioned that. BAD him. "Don't worry," he said quickly. "We probably won't have to." Which was a lie. Sort of, anyway. "I asked father, and he said he was going to talk to Uncle Henry about it."

His father's love for magical - and non-magical - creatures meant he did not think of, or take to, any kind of "fun" hunting too kindly. Fyo had a feeling Christian Balouch would definitely do something about this.

He tried. Tried to make her calm. A very good attempt actually she must say. But by the way he was struggling with words, she knew he was not knowing how to tell the truth to her. She could tell that even by his genuine eyes. "Fyo, Did you ever hunt?" she asked, still trying not to imagine dead animals in her mind.

"Iff..If so..what you guys using for hunting?" she looked at him, exactly like a drenched chicken as snuggled closer to his side.

Her sudden question threw Fyo completely off mark. He blinked, then smiled slightly. "Not really," he said. "Father is against it, you see. He doesn't think one should hunt down animals." Except when one is starving to death and that's the only way out of the misery, that is.

Bad possibility. BadbadBAAAAD possibility.

"Probably guns," he said in response to her question, not too happy with where this conversation was going. "Anyway, I think father will manage to convince Uncle Henry not to make us hunt." This time around, there was definitely a lot more conviction in his tones. "I really don't think we'll have to, Butterfly."

Fyo's father seemed very kind. Like Fyo. And thankfully he said he didnt hunt down anything so far. If possible I nust owl his father with my request she made a mental note as she blinked again. "Why Uncle Henry is interested in this?" she voiced her doubt again.

Oh..Muggles stuff. Alice was not comfortable with that Hunting talks. Totally. She wanted to divert the talks. Immediately. May be food could do the magic. Atleast for now. Alice looked up at him, tugged his shirt, "Shall we go in? I feel hungry now" she asked. Hunting. OHgosh.

As the two girls played with the sand, Anna happened to glance up and remember that they were actually meant to be at the End-of-Year Feast soon. End-of-Year...ouch. That one hurt on so many different levels. Never returning to Hogwarts again was going to be tough to handle, but at least she'd have Cale with her to make everything all better again. Anna sighed and stood up, turning around to listen to Reese as she did so.

"Oh, Jack's a cool guy! I think you two will be perfect for one another!" she said, with a smile. In the past, she'd have rolled her eyes at the mere mention of Jack Fritzera, but all that was in the past now. The Fritzman was actually pretty cool. "Let's head to the feast, and you can tell me all about it..." Anna motioned for Reese to follow her, then turned from the sandbox and headed back towards the castle.

"He's not really "interested" in it," Fyo told her, with a shrug. "He's a rough dude, he's seen plenty of wild terrain - 'rough' has been such a huge part of his life that he can't help it." Sometimes, people just had to rough it out. He really couldn't blame Uncle Henry.

But still.

Fyo knew too well she was trying to change the topic of conversation, and he was definitely glad about it. "Sure," he nodded, standing up. "A bite sounds awesome." He needed to wash up, and get ready for the end-of-term feast. Where had the year flown?