"What do you mean?" Marie said looking at Kay, I tripped over a blanket when I was running to catch up with you. She looked back at Lorcan and grinned when she seen the poo on his face. Brushing her robes off Marie realized that she too had fallen in poo and had a little bit on the back of her robes. "Ewww, at least I don't have it on my face" she said looking again at Lorcan.

Kay heard the Professor talking to her. She was going to get it. Her friends had got her in hot water now. "Oh, Sorry Professor. My friends were fighting and I was trying to find out way they had their wands out and I just wanted to stop them from doing anything that would have been...well, bad. I am sorry Professor. kay told the professor. "Good night Professor." Kay looked at the professor before turning to start walking back and looked at Marie. she pointed to the path with a 'I want the truth look' and kept walking.

Marie heard Kay tell the professor that she had her wand out which made Marie mad. "Professor, I did not have my wand out, the only wand I seen was Alexandra's but since she ran off I can't prove it. I tripped over a blanket and fell but now I'm thinking maybe Alexandra caused me to fall." Marie gave Kay a 'are you trying to get me in trouble look'.

Professor Morgan studied the girl's face for a moment before speaking. She looked to be telling the truth. Maybe she'd go easy on her just this once. "Fine. But next time you choose to raise your voice in my presence, whatever the reason, it will be detention for you. Understand?" she said, looking down at her. "Goodnight."
"FINE." she said again; trying to smooth the impatience out of her voice. "Goodnight," she said dismissively. Tired and irritated were never a good combination.

...

She stifled a yawn as she watched the last of the students leave for the castle. It had been a loooooooong night indeed. With a tired little sigh, she walked over to Constantine and sat down beside him. "Help me with the blankets?" she asked quietly.

Geeeeez, Iliana was a scary woman when angered. Well, she wasn't THAT scary...so long as it wasn't directed at him. "Sure," he smiled, getting up from his own blanket and then pulling it up into his arms. He then proceeded to mill about and pick up any forgotten ones. "Look," he started quietly, "I'm sorry about your wand...I didn't mean to lose it...it was in my pocket! But then..it just wasn't there anymore. So...I dunno," he shrugged, picking up another blanket.

Iliana smiled at Neo and sighed. "Thanks for helping. You really didn't have to, you know," she said, reaching down to collect the blankets nearest her. When she stood back up, she shrugged off what he said about her wand and said, "Its fine, Neo. I'm not mad. Really! After turning you into a niffler, I probably had this coming." Then the blushing started and Iliana suddenly became VERY interested in her boots. Having never really apologized, she still felt ashamed whenever Neo was around. It was time to make it right. "You know... I'm sorry too," she said, lifting her eyes from the ground. "Friends?" she asked softly, hoping they could wipe the slate clean.

Constantine continued to help pick up the strewn blankets, wondering where Iliana was going with this conversation. He paused to look at her, listening to her, cracking a smile as she apologized for the niffler incident. "Friends," he nodded, smiling gently.

"You know," he started, returning to picking up the blankets, "Being a niffler isn't that bad..."