"I slept brilliantly!" He smiled happily

"That's great!!!"she smiled back at him.

"Are you going to let me enjoy the view now?"she asked him nicely since he hasn't put his hands down from her eyes yet. She was shuffling a little in where she sat, trying to hide the flower petals.There was a colourful mess of petals on her skirt.

Christian saw the petals. He got up and walked off. "I see I've been replaced!" He yelled. *coughlakecough*

"Nooo, this isn't what you think...it is,"she said, the two last words rather softly, trying to make him stay, but she was too late. She got up and swished her skirt a little, so the petals fell. She swept them with her hands, picking up every single petal.

"I'm sorry, Cedric. I'll talk to you another time,"Jane apologized, frowning a little. She ruffled his hair and ran to the lake, hoping to find Christian there. She kept calm.

Lyra waited, and waited....and waited.............and waited.


And waited...No squid yet.


"Umm, Mr. Groundskeeper, Man, Sir Masterson, how long will it take for this super squid to come and, as you say, "talk" to us?" She was such a drama queen sometimes and she just had to be in the spotlight of everything possible. She wouldn't be Lyra Noir if she weren't the center of attention. Now more students were showing up, she wanted to have her chat with the squid because he ruined her things...

except for her muggle clothing, shoes and her important letter(s).

"Hey, Lyra," Anna whispered, nudging her friend in the side. "I don't think this squid likes fish very much." She made a face at the bucket of fish, then shook her head. Mr. Henry Bartholomew, or whatever it was he went by, still, after what felt like forever and ever, hadn't show any sign of desiring to surface anytime soon. Shrugging, Anna sat down on a nearby patch of grass and simply stared down at the lake below. As she watched it, her mind drifted back to the flooded dungeons and kitchens. Was the lake really source of the flood? Or what about the squid? Was he up to no good or something? The groundskeeper hadn't said much in the last few minutes, though, so maybe he, too, was considering the fact that the squid didn't like fish. Wonder if he liked chocolate frogs?

Where was everyone? Legend couldn't find any of the older students that he knew or the first years. Just because he had been sick for a couple of days that did mean that everyone was suppose to disappear. Noticing a small cliff on his left he shrugged and walked toward it. Taking a seat he opened his book bag and took out -gah homework.

The truth was that Willow didn't have the slightest idea of what she doing here.

Sure she had a Quidditch practice today, but it would be hours until it actually started. Not to mention that there was a lot of homework being left undone, and since Willow did not want her perfectly good grades to become perfectly bad ones, the sixth year ought to be doing it, right?

Wrong.

She just couldn't focus on doing homework on her common room with all the yellow that danced around the place these days.

Willow just wanted to have a moment of peace - which was exactly why she had, oddly enough, to take a stroll around the grounds and ended up taking seat next to some blonde little kid. Blonde little kid, that now that she could look at him closely, look slightly familiar.

"Legend?" That was his name, right?

The first year stared blankly at the parchment. He really didn't want to do homework. It wasn't that he didn't understand it or it was too hard. It was that his mind was just not focused enough. "Welll thats enough homework for today." He said stuffing the paper that only had his name on it back into his bag.

"I wonder what would happen if I jumped off the cliff..." Legend said outloud. His short attention spam was taking over hid brain again.

He faintly noticed someone- a girl sit next to him. Jeesh, he knew he was popular but couldn't people leave him alone? He didn't want to be stalked 24/7. "What do you want?" He spat as the girl called his name.

Legend's emerald green eyes widened. "YOU!! Cootie ice cream girl- I mean....Willow!" Ah! This girl. She was actually not to bad. Despite the fact that she liked to talk about Kissing. Ew. "Why are you here are you gonna try to kiss me or something??"

"You'd either die, or get eaten by the Giant Squid." POinted out Willow, answering his rethorical question with a dull tone of voice. But her reply had not been entirely truthful; the Giant Squid didn't eat people, after all. Or did he? For some reason Willow found this unlikely, but she was not about to point this out to the younger boy. "Either way, none of those can considered pretty ways to go, don't you think?" Well, it didn't matter what he think. "And if you don't die, well, I'm pretty sure Mr. Masterson," she gestured at the groundskeeper with one of her hands, "Would give you detention for what's left of the term." She shrugged, knowing that this was true.

Rolling he forest green eyes at the name Legend Chosen -she still didn't know if this kid was related to the previous Gryffindor captain in any way- the girl only stared at him, cocking one of her dark eyebrows, "I don't have cooties," she stated matter-of-factly, before, once again rolling her eyes and snorting at him, "And I'm not here to kiss you. Please. I am not into little boys - besides, I'm sure your girlfriend wouldn't appreciate that." Never mind that he probably didn't have one.

"They aren't really pretty but....getting eaten by a squid would be hecka cool!" The spike haired kid said excitedly. So there really WAS a giant squid here. He had thought that was just a rumor. "So if you like....swim in the lake will the squid eat you for lunch?"

Legend rolled his eyes. "Mr. Masterson. Like I'm scared of him. He isn't even a real teacher. Just a groundskeeper. BORING. How hard is it to put some cow poop on the ground and water flowers?" He probably shouldn't have said this out loud but...he was Legend. He did alot of things normal people wouldn't.

"Suureee you dont." She was lying. He knew she was. She was probably thinking about kissing him right then. Like she had with that other guy. Orrr..."So if i was older you would kiss me!?!? Gross."

Girlfriend? GIRLFRIEND!?!?!? EWWW. WHY in the world would Legend Chosen need no, want a girlfriend. Willow was insane. That was disgusting. "Listen Kovac. I only have like....five friends who are girls. You included. And NONE of them are my girlfriends because girls have cooties." End of story.

Getting eaten by the Giant Squid would be cool.

Willow just stared at the blonde boy.

Kids these days had clearly no sense of what was right, wrong and just plainly insane, bordering the line of suicidal. "Most likely." Not true. Again, it could happen if maybe the Squid got a little too excited . . . Perhaps he would eat you without meaning to? Huh. "Don't you think you are bit too youung to die, though? You are barely out of your diapers, after all." This wasn't true, either, for Legend was probably eleven at the very least, but that was beside the point - males did tend to get upset when someone pointed out how young they were, and she knew from experience that this kid was no exception.

Which was, of course, the exact reason why she had done it.

Upon listening to Legend's little rant about Mr. Masterson, Willow's eyebrows jerked up. Well, she shouldn't be surprised that he'd said all those things so loudly and with the Groundskeeper close by, because he was a Gryffindor, and Willow knew from experience -she did know Terry Saunders, after all- that Gryffindors' courage sometimes bordered in the line of cheeky, but he was only eleven . . . maybe he had some kind of death wish. "I think," she started lowly, peeking at the Groundskeeper man, "That you should be careful with what you say." Truth. Too bad she was never careful with what came out of her mouth. Oh, well.

And, of course, he just had to mention to cooties and the kissing, and whaaaaaat? "If you were my age I would not want to kiss you. You, however, would probably want to kiss me." Truth. Lots of boys did. Too bad for them she never obligued. Kissing was bad, after all.

Such a hypocrite, Willow was.

"Oh, so you consider me a friend? I thought you didn't like me." Smirk. At least there was ONE pre-pubescent who didn't think of her as their property or some kind of object to . . . stalk or fanboy over. Shudder. "And I don't have cooties. Cooties come from boys, didn't you know that?" Lie. But that was beside the point.

Seriously.

What was WRONG with this lady!?!

Legend glared at Willow. Had he not told her last time that he was NOT a baby and he did NOT wear diapers?! He was ELEVEN!! What eleven year old in their right mind walked around wearing big white puffy things and making their mommy's well....clean them up?! "I am NOT too young! I almost have facial hair!" He said pointing to his chin. "You can't really see it though because like...there blonde soo they are hard to see." Pssh. Legend knew he had NO facial hair what so ever. But a boy could dream couldn't he?

Legend blinked once.

Then twice.

Then shook his head. "No. I say what I want to say. No one can stop be from doing that. I have free speech! This is a free planet. And if I want to say something likkeee Professor Bunbury should go stick her head in a pink bucket of dirt then I'm allowed to say it!" The eleven year old stood up and stomped his foot for emphasis. However since he was only 4 feet 9...it didn't really make much of a difference.

Legend made a face and then pretended to throw up as Willow said that HE would want to kiss her. "No way. You're pretty and whatever but I will never want to kiss anyone."

The blonde nodded and shrugged. "I don't like alot of my friends. Like my friend Katie. And my friend Will. My sister Alexis says it's cause i'm, just weird like that. Legend shook his head and sat back down. "We went over this Kovac cooties come from GIRLS."

Facial hair.

Riiiight.

Was Legend Chosen not aware that she was a seventeen year old Ravenclaw student? She was both older AND wiser! How could he think that she would buy his story of having facial hair? "Suuure, sure," in a patronizing tone her reply came. "Eleven year old kids don't usually have facial hair but, you know, I believe you." Not.

. . . This boy was trouble.

Biting her tongue so the pain of it could stop Willow from chuckling, the sixth year just stared at him, and then shot another look at Mr. Masterson. "You are one brave little thing," mused the girl under her breath, mostly to herself, "But I'm afraid that won't save you from getting detention for what's left of the term." Nope, nope. And from losing points, too, of course.

Good thing he was NOT in Ravenclaw.

"Legend, Legend," Tsked Willow at the boy, "We've been through this before, remember? You will like girls one day - in that way, at least." Obviously. Most kids started to when they were like thirteen or something like that. Right? Her brothers had, at least. "Probably in a couple of years. It's too bad I won't be around to tell you 'I told you so'" Truth. She'd be . . . off onto the real workd by then. Wow. "And thaaaanks. For the pretty comment, that is." Of course, Willow already knew that - she knew she was pretty, and of course, people -boys, stupid, stupid boys- had already pointed that out before, but it was always nice to hear it. Right? Right. "You'll probably be pretty one day, too." Probably. She gave the younger boy a quick but thorough look, before continuing, "Or handsome, I should say." Most boys disliked to be called pretty. Ridiculous.

Blinking a couple of times at Legend's statement, Willow, in spite of herself, chuckled. "That is a contradiction, you know? You can't just dislike someone you consider a friend." She shook her head, thinking that she knew NOW why the kid had not been sorted into Gryffindor, "Perhaps you find them annoying sometimes, yes, but I highly doubt you dislike them." Sitting up straighter as the boy confirmed her theory, Willow let out a little 'hmmm' sound, before commenting, "So you are Alexis' brother? Guess I'm not surprised. You do sort of look like her." Both of them had blonde hair and green eyes, after all. "And I've told you before that cooties come from boys; you might not have a problem with hygiene but the majority of the rest of the males do. The young ones, at least." That was very true - she had an 8 year old brother, after all.

Will wandered out to the lake in a dream, humming softly to herself as she walked along in her little pale pink ballet shoes. She paused when she unexpectedly came to the cliff and became aware of her surroundings again. She sat, dangling her legs over the edge and gazed out onto the open water wondering where the squid was.

She'd read about giant squids in a muggle book her dad had given her about ocean life – apparently, they were the largest invertebrate known to Muggle man and could grow up to 43 feet! That's like... massive! She had yet to see Mr Bartholomew himself, but she was sure none of the ones she had read about were quite as big as the him.. even though some were humongous. She had also heard that the squid could talk and wanted to find out if that was true. She sat and pondered what he would wish to converse about with a smaller than average human being - the weather; how cold the water is; those pesky merpeople with their inane non-stop-singing; ... or the latest Weird Sister's record perhaps. hmmm...

She leaned forward to look at a shoal of small silvery fish swimming just under where she was sitting and giggled at them as they came to the surface, their little mouths bobbing away. She cocked her head to the side as she watched them. Was this a salt water lake? She would taste it... but she wasn't sure what else lurked beneath it's surface other than squids, fish and merpeople. Maybe she'd come back here with a net tomorrow and examine some of the life in the shallows. Her dad would be mega pleased if she started writing notes for him on the life in this lake.

She sighed contentedly, looking away from the fish and found herself drifting off into another daydream as she gazed towards the horizon.

Legend had to admit, even though Willow was a girl she was pretty...cool? Yes cool. That was the right word. She was a girl AND treated him like a little kid yet.. she wasn't really annoying. So...it was alright? "Of course you do." He said with a nod as he grinned.

"Of course I am I'm a Gryffindor."Pssh. Didn't she know that being brave was like...the very trait that MADE Gryffindors, Gryffindors?!"Who cares about detention. You guys act like its some big deal. Whats so scary about detention?" Legend had gotten detention loads of time in his old Muggle school. You stayed after class and wrote lines. Big woop.

Legend groaned inwardly. Something was obviously wrong with Willow's hearing. "Willow. I'm not like your normal kid or whatever. I. Will. NEVER. Like girls." The spiky haired kid shrugged as she thanked him. The tone in her voice made it sound like she had heard it many times before. Legend was just about to argue with her when she said he would be pretty. Ew. He was NOT a girl. He didn't NOT want to be pretty. "I'm already handsome. I'm like the cutest thing in this whole castle." Legend said as he threw a rock over the cliff. It was true. He wanted Willow to TRY and show him someone cuter.

"What's your point? Contradiction's are okay. It's like an oxymoron. They are contradictions but they are still used." Legend sighed then shook his head. "No. For example take my friend Free Willy. He is a goody-goody and annoying and he tries to suck up to girls. I hate that. Therefore I don't like him. At all. But...he's still my friend. Get it?" She had better get it. If she didn't then Legend would have to seriously have a word with the sorting hat about making a mistake on which house Willow should have really been sorted in.

His eyes widened. She knew Alexis!!? "You know my sister!? Yeah, we do kinda look alike, she said we look like our mom but I dunno..." He trailed off and then realized something. "Okay fine, Cooties MIGHT come from boys but WAY more girls have it then boys because then go and KISS boys so HA."

The lake became a bit more choppy. Not too far from the cliffs the water seemed to bubble...

Throwing another fish into the water, Constantine's eyes narrowed at the sight of suddenly choppy water. "I think this is him," he said quietly, taking a seat on the edge of the cliff and watching the water.

Herminny had been in a trance watching the beautiful lake from the cliff when she saw the water suddenly become choppy and groundskeeper say,'it's him', it's who she thiught as she watched in facination to see what was gonna happen next.

Bartholomew Henry raised a tentacle out of the water whilst contemplatively chewing on a fish. He wasn't about to raise to the surface with his mouth full. That would be very impolite, indeed.

Willow took a breath as the water became choppy. She leaned forward to see if she could see what was creating the ripples. She heard the words, “I think this is him” and she looked over to see the groundskeeper. Her eyes widened as she looked back at the water. Could it be...? She hoped it was Mr Giant Squid... but whatever it was, to make the water move like that, had to be fascinating.

She gasped when she saw the tentacle. It was him! She jumped to her feet and squinted at the lone tentacle, resting the temptation to squeal. She never thought he would really make an appearance.

Wow. Herminny thought as part of a huge tentacle broke the surface of the water, could all that fish have attracted the Giant squid for real, wow.

The tentacle dipped back into the water as the squid swam down to the bottom of the lake. A great stream of bubbles foamed the surface of the water before all went eerily still...

Constantine smiled as a tentacle appeared, but then disappeared. He frowned gently, his eyes watching the surface. Where'd he go?

After a short moment of stillness and silence, there was a sudden gush of water. It came up in a fountain, soaking the edge of the cliffs and streaming down the sleek, figure, of the giant squid.