He grinned as she accepted his hand. "It's a part of me and you love it." he told her matter-of-factly before pulling her lightly from the booth and whisking her onto the dance floor alongside Plymouth and Anna.

He smiled before placing her hand left hand on his shoulder and his left hand on her waist. He held her right hand up halfway between their two shoulders, and smiled at her quickly. He gave her a small twirl, then returned his hands to dancing position. "Not too shabby, eh?"

"A mustache?" she asked. She giggled a little, thinking that a mustache on a girl was not pretty. Distracting, though? What about a mustache makes it distracting? Hmm...that she didn't know. Plym could sometimes be so confusing! She opened her eyes, then and asked him about that. "Distracting? What about a cake icing mustache makes..." Oh. Nevermind, then. The answer to her question suddenly came to her...very clear, mind you. She licked a tiny bit of the icing of her lips, thinking that distracting Plym in that manner couldn't be great for their friendship.

Lucky for her, he spun her around and around then. At least that distracted her from the embarrassing question she'd sort of asked him. Hmm...ball gown, tiara... She closed her eyes again and imagined she and Plym dancing around at a royal ball. He was wearing a nice suit and a blue tie with yellow rubber duckies on it. That thought made her laugh lightly, and she imagined she looked silly to all the party-goers watching. "...and you, Plym. You look handsome in that rubber duckie tie. I love your hair gelled back like that, too," she said.

Plymouth just smiled at Anna. He didn't have to talk all the time. He let his mind wander too, adding himself to her little daydream. He thought briefly of Daphne and her duck... and how he'd never got to ask her about it.


"That reminds me. The hair thing. Did you know that you're... you're a big reason that I ever even ended up with CellBe...la?" Plymouth pulled Anna in a little closer to him so that he didn't have to talk loudly.


He looked over her shoulder to see what the Birthday Boy was up to.... Shouldn't he be karaoke-ing?

Anna kept her eyes closed so she could keep dancing around in her little daydream. In it, the ducks on Plym's tie moved around sort of like images in a wizarding painting did. She giggled at them and poked the one that kept opening and closing it's little beak. She laughed at the one next to it, too. It kept swimming on and off the tie, quite typical of objects in wizarding photos, too.

"Hair thing...yeah," she mumbled, sort of in and out of her daydream state. She was kind of talking to Prince Plymouth Glenn Morgan at at a royal ball, yet halfway talking to Plym here at The Three Broomsticks. "Oh, yeah? What do you mean by that?" Had her mind not been so far away, she would have been startled by that information, though. As it was, she could, at the moment, only ask about it's meaning.

"I was walking with her outside our Common Room," Plymouth began. But it wasn't after noting just ... what was Anna DOING over there? Plymouth just watched her for the longest time, her with her eyes shut and that funny little grin at her lips.


And that icing.


"Ummm. And...I suppose I was trying to figure out what Daddy Newell had that I didn't. Why you chose him and why I didn't have a chance." WHYYYYy was Plymouth sharing this? Maybe it was part of the healing process? Maybe he'd lost his mind??

Probably the icing.


"I asked her who had better hair: Plymouth Glenn or Daddy Newell? And my CellBell, she said - she supposed that I did." And they'd been together ever since. It was a strange way to get together, no doubts, wrong even. But Plymouth wouldn't have traded it for the world. Not even now. "So... I guess it's really all your fault."

At the end of Plym's story, Anna slowly edged out of her daydream and opened her eyes. The real world wasn't like her imaginary world at her. She was still holding on to Plym, but they definetly weren't at a royal ball. There were real people and real issues to deal with in this world.

...and where in Merlin's name were those ducks?

She glanced around at all the people at Kevin's birthday, wondering just how many of them thought her to be insane now? Her attention was drawn back to Plym when he told her that he'd been wondering what Cale had that he didn't, and what made Anna choose him over Cale. Her heart felt like it dropped to her toes then, and she sort of, kind of lost a little bit of her energy. She stumbled, then grasped Plym's shoulders a little tighter, so that she wouldn't fall down.

She took the opportunity to lean over and whisper into his ear. "I'm sorry, Plym. I'm sooo sorry," she whispered, leaning over to give him a tight squeze. The icing on their faces sort of meshed when she did that, and she might have smudged a cat whisker or two in the process. "I want you to know this, though. I want you to know that you are special. You're funny...you're unique...you're carefree, and you have this kind nature about you that I've never seen in anyone else. You're made of goodness, Plym, and when people are made of goodness, good things will come to them. You might not think so now, but they will.

She wanted old Plym back. She wanted her carefree best bud back. She wanted to be able to laugh with him, tell jokes with him, and even sort of, kind of flirt with him in their own little Anna and Plym way. "Please come back, Plym. Please," she asked.

Plymouth stepped back from Anna, but kept her hands. "Shhh. Please. Don't. Don't feel ... I didn't mean it like that. I'm not sorry for you being with Daddy.. Cale. You're happy." Plymouth sighed and reached up with his thumb to wipe that dreaded icing off her lip, then took her hand back up. "I didn't mean it was your fault. You didn't do anything wrong. I wouldn't take back even a single second of my time with Celandine. So don't be sorry."


He didn't know what else to say. She'd.... said so much. So many nice things. So many things that Plymouth REALLY needed to hear. "I'm the one that is sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I just... was trying to tell you... what sort of effect you have on me..."

"Oh, Plym. I'm okay, really. You're okay, too. I think we just caught up in a really emotional moment," she said, breaking into a smile. She thought that maybe a tiny little tear would come trickling down, but it didn't. Maybe that meant this whole conversation had been a healing thing, after all. She sure hoped so, at least. "Everything happens for a reason, Plym. Everything. You know, you could have missed all this pain, but in order to do that, you'd have had to miss all the happiness that you got, too." She hated to bring up his relationship with Cela, but he'd done so,too, so she wanted to sneak that little thought in.

"I think you should know, though, that you sort of have an effect on me, too. You're contagious, you know," she said, with a laugh. "I think it's okay for me to feel that way, too. I mean, it's there, and...I don't know. Maybe it's best we don't analyze things, you know. I just thought you deserved to know that and all." She sighed, then realized there were a few more things she really needed to say.

"I did choose someone else, but...I was already in love when you came along. So, don't look at it as 'What does he have that I don't?'. You're special, Plym...and you're only what? Seventeen? Don't let life knock you down so early on," she said, bringing up the whole breakup with Cela deal again. "You've got some major life left to live. Get out there and show 'em what Plymouth Morgan is all about."

"Anyway, I'm starving. Be a man, and cut me a slice of cake," she said, with a giggle. "Oh, and...cut around the parts we damaged, please." She released one of his hands, so that he could properly cut the cake. "After this, I want coffee at Madame Puddifoots, too..."

She almost forgot it's Kevin's birthday, the reason why she was down there at Hogsmeade. "Happy birthday by the way," she smiled again and gave him a hug. "there's more to life than bawling over something that's over."

Did she actually say that? She couldn't believe herself, she was lecturing about life and she needed to learn from herself too. Some friends of Kevin started to drop by the shop and greeted him. Shana, Tammy.... and others. She felt guilty she hadn't got any present for him. She was like a little brother to Via. "I promise i'll get you a present when i find time," she nodded.

Torin walked into The Three Broomsticks, and saw that there were quite a few people there who seemed to be having a party there. Slightly confused, he started looking for a table to sit at as he didn't think he knew anyone there.

Shana looked around,Maaan where were all Heer friends ? And why couldn't Kevin know any of them she needed someone to talk to maaan.Then She spotted Torin,Looking quite confused.She giggled and walked over.Heeey Torin.She said punching his shoulder playfully.Are you completely thick or stupid ? she said quite blankly,smiling.

Via shifted her gaze when a boy entered the shop. She have seen him around but she haven't talked to him. Maybe this could be the time, "Hello," she greeted as she turned around. She just wanted to make friends though, hope he wouldn't mind.

Shana seemed to know him. TOrin? Did she got his name correctly?

She smiled and laughed at Plymouth, Victoria loves cake or anything sweet especially chocolate.

Via gladly smiled at Victoria who seemed to be having a happy time inside. "Hello Vi," she said. She really liked calling her Vi since it sounded like her name.

"Hey Via, how are you?" she let go of Kevin's hand so she can talk to her friend.

She was glad the girl remembered her name yet, "I'm good. I've been good now," she answered her. "Nice to see you here. How bout you? Have you been?"

"Good thanks, trying to spend some time with my boyfriend. It was my birthday last week", she smiled at her.

"Hey, Shana!" he said laughing as she punched him on the arm. Then she asked if he was stupid. If there was one thing he didn't like, it was people insulting his intelligence. "Excuse me?" he said keeping his temper in check because this was a girl younger than him.

Then he suddenly heard someone else talk to him. "Hello," he said turning to her. "What's going on here? Is it someone's birthday today?" He doubted that this girl would call him stupid.

Shana looked at him blankly as he asked Via if it was someones birthday.I saaid.Are you thick or Stupid ?,Silly.You looked confused.How can you be confused at someones birthday party ? shan shrugged,she would nevaah understand the way a boys mind worked.They were all so weird and odd and whatnot.She shrugged and then thought about What Torin was trying to say.Oh By excuse me,he wasn't asking what she'd said.Ooops ? She smiled hoping she hadn't insulted him too much.

"Would you stop calling me stupid, Shana!" he exclaimed crossly. "I dunno anyone here really and I wasn't invited here." This girl was strange and confusing. Just thinking of their first meeting made his head hurt.

She frowned.I didnt caaaaall You stupid! she exclaimed.I asked if you were stupid. she said in quieter voice.Annd I didnt meeeeean to hurt your feeelings. she nodded.Oh,Right,Weell thats Kevin and this is his 12th birthday party.Wanna stick around and wait for the clown ? she joked.Im only kidding.I dont think theres gonna be a clown buut im not entirely sure. she shrugged.

Victoria was feeling more confident around the students specially the slytherins.

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Originally Posted by Anna Banana

"Oh, Plym. I'm okay, really. You're okay, too. I think we just caught up in a really emotional moment," she said, breaking into a smile. She thought that maybe a tiny little tear would come trickling down, but it didn't. Maybe that meant this whole conversation had been a healing thing, after all. She sure hoped so, at least. "Everything happens for a reason, Plym. Everything. You know, you could have missed all this pain, but in order to do that, you'd have had to miss all the happiness that you got, too." She hated to bring up his relationship with Cela, but he'd done so,too, so she wanted to sneak that little thought in.

"I think you should know, though, that you sort of have an effect on me, too. You're contagious, you know," she said, with a laugh. "I think it's okay for me to feel that way, too. I mean, it's there, and...I don't know. Maybe it's best we don't analyze things, you know. I just thought you deserved to know that and all." She sighed, then realized there were a few more things she really needed to say.

"I did choose someone else, but...I was already in love when you came along. So, don't look at it as 'What does he have that I don't?'. You're special, Plym...and you're only what? Seventeen? Don't let life knock you down so early on," she said, bringing up the whole breakup with Cela deal again. "You've got some major life left to live. Get out there and show 'em what Plymouth Morgan is all about."

"Anyway, I'm starving. Be a man, and cut me a slice of cake," she said, with a giggle. "Oh, and...cut around the parts we damaged, please." She released one of his hands, so that he could properly cut the cake. "After this, I want coffee at Madame Puddifoots, too..."

"Let's go now," Plymouth tugged on her hand once before letting it go. He had hand-holding issues. Plymouth didn't know what to make of Anna - though he never really did. He was usually left confused, with his tongue out, and this whole dancing thing was just... yeah, they were leaving. Plymouth tried to say more, to maybe say thanks for all the nice things she'd said, or just to tell her that he'd be okay... eventually ... but he couldn't find the words and he didn't much trust himself to talk. So, Plymouth bailed out.

"I'll buy you dinner. I haven't been able to Albert's money in a while and it's burning a hole in my pocket." Plymouth smiled at her, a little sad, but still a smile. "You go give the birthday boy our best wishes and I'll get our cloaks."

Maybe he'd buy a bag to put over her head so she couldn't completely frazzle and dazzle him. If she had cried... ugh. Cloaks. Leaving. Now.

Plymouth hesitated.. then he hurried off to pick up their cloaks and wait for Anna at the door.

...but then Plymouth was ready to go. That happened all too quickly, and she imagined he just needed to bail out on what they'd been discussing. Poor Plym. He was so mixed up...and confused...and she wasn't really making it any better, now was she? She watched him for a few seconds longer, then forced a small, quick smile. She was worried about him, but she still hoped all would be better in time. "Dinner sounds good. I'll go tell Kevin bye," she said, turning to go head for the birthday boy.

"Kevin, it's been a blast, but Plym and I...need to go," she said. "Thanks for the invite, and we really had an awesome time. Happy Birthday!" She gave him a quick birthday hug, then headed back over to Plym. Anna joined Plym at the door, then both headed back out into the cold winter air.

He frowned when she was going to refuse him. But she said yes! He tried not to grin as he realized that this was the closest that he would get to a date with her.

He rushed after her and into the pub. "So how are your shoes now, Professor?" he asked feigning concern.