Josh gave her a half smile ''Of course i'd like to tell him if you really want me to do so'' he said and clearing his throat he stood up to call out for the Professor.

''Excuse me! Professor! SIR!'' he shouted out to make sure that'd hear him ''I think you have just said Gryffindors and Ravenclaws for the left place but the other leader, our friend Leone, seems to be a Hufflepuff. So Are Gryffindors and Ravenclaw are led by him or did you mean Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs which leaves Slytherins...'' he shot a look at leader Rose ''...and Ravenclaws.'' he coughed ''I wanted to ask because my Hufflepuff partner here seemed to like me a lot and wonders if we'd still be in the same team'' before he nodded him respectfully and sat back smirking at Abigail. ''Are we done?''

Evelyn sat still, a little anxious to be knowing what they were going to do, and drumming her fingers on her knees. She noticed Destiny walk by her, giving her a big thumbs up. Evelyn did the same to her, giving Destiny a fake smile, hoping that she didn't look too nervous, and then went back to drumming her fingers again.


She paused in her 'one person band', and looked over when she heard Josh speak up rather loudly, causing her to smirk, but then faltered when he said his friend- what?...How much did she like him? Narrowing her eyes at the girl next to him that was probably his partner for the class, she remained completely still, barely even blinking while staring at the girl. 'Ooo someone's jealous.' the voice appeared. 'So wha- Hey! I'm not jealous! What are you talking about?' Evelyn replied in her mind, though she didn't move on the outside. 'Oh, you mean you don't know?' it said in fake shock. She mentally rolled her eyes. 'Know what?' But the voice didn't reply back; only giggling and taunting her like always. 'You are no help. If you're not going to answer, than why speak at all?' 'Because it makes you mad.' Well that definitely was the truth.

Abigail face flushed red after hearing Josh tell the whole class she liked him! And he made it sound like she fancied him! She’d never been so mortified in her life! Taking a deep breath after he sat down she turned and glared at his smirking face. ‘Are we done?! ARE WE DONE?!’ her hate for this boy was coming back quickly...very quickly, and there was no way she was going to let him get away with this even if it meant getting in trouble with the professor. No one humiliated Abigail and got away with it! In fact it this was one side of her personality which made her wonder how exactly she ended up in Hufflepuff.

Calming down slightly her glare turned into a smirk and she calmly stood out of her seat -smoothing down her skirt as she went- and turned to the professor. “I’m sorry for disturbing your class further sir, but I would like to apologise for my partner and offer you an explanation. You see sir he has a crush on one of the leaders you just picked for the groups, which I discovered from his tussie mussie, and he is simply trying to impress her.” She smiled and sat back in her seat turning to look at the slytherin girl, who looked mighty jealous, before looking back at Josh her face clearly telling him that ‘two could play at that game’.

If Evelyn was drinking something, she would have definitely choked when she heard the girl speak, trying very hard to make sure she wasn't blushing. Although, she kept her eyes narrowed at the girl when she sat down again, only lifting an eyebrow as if to say 'I-know-what-you-are-up-to', before turning her gaze to look at Josh, giving him a questioning look.

He was not really surprised when Abigail jumped on her feet in her fury speaking out to attack back. She did not look like someone who knew about the word 'joke' but it did not matter anyway. That was enough for him to enjoy himself. His smirk remaining on his face he shoke his head some than roared with laugher which followed by clapping his hands at her when she was finished ''Indeed really a well-structured story as well as your tussie mussie reading but as an attemp to annoy me : a total fail. You need to try much different things than that if you really want to do it'' he shrugged ''I highly doubt that the professor is interested in a crush of mine. Since i'm not a strict-uniform wearing troll, i'd neither give you that flower to interpret nor showed it out myself if i had anything to hide. Sorry, sweet but it does not matter to me if everyone knows that i had a crush on someone, that i love somebody, that i like somebody or that i feel anything for anyone, i dont care'' he winked at her ''So please do yourself a favour: relax, sit down and let's go on with the class, will you?''

After listening to Josh’s comeback Abigail simply gave him a sickeningly sweet smile, before turning back to the professor. Josh might think he knew Abigail but he really didn’t have a clue. She didn’t forgive easily, especially when someone deliberately humiliates her. In fact it might take her years but she’d find out what that one little thing that would embarrass him most was, and then she’d hit back when he least expected it. And she had a feeling that by the time that day came, she’d be fulfilling allot of peoples wishes, as she doubted she was the first or the last person he would humiliate during his time at Hogwarts. She really wasn’t a typical Hufflepuff.

"Matheu," he replied. "Okay, I'm going to guess: forgetfullness, long-life, secret love."

Kay listen to Abigail. Was she going to the right side of the room. Did she have to go back to where she just was. "Mmmm, Sir are the Hufflepuff's on the...a...this side or that side??" Kay asked. She didn't want to end up in the wrong spot.

Celandine eyed the younger students who clearly had not been paying attention and raised her hand briefly to explain to them. "Evelyn Flores is representing Slytherin and Hufflepuff and Cedric Leone is representing Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. It doesn't matter that Cedric is a Hufflepuff, if you are Ravenclaw or Gryffindor, then you should be over here behind Cedric and Slytherins and Hufflepuffs should be behind Evelyn." She explained this in a quiet and reasonable voice then offered a small smile before turning her attention to Professor Kapoor.

While the class sorted itself out Zoe was contemplating the different possible uses for them tussie mussie's and remembered that she hadn't turned hers in.

Crossing back to the other side of the room she picked up her bouquet as well as the parchment that had her personal notes on it and her analyzation of Cam's tussie mussie.



Looking back over the assignment Zoe decided that her general message through her flowers was that she wanted to thank Cam for being her partner, but to let him know that she was ambitious in her school work so she hoped they would be successful in their pairing because she really didn’t like to do poorly in anything. She hoped that wasn’t too complicated. She had a knack for making things more difficult on herself than they had to be.

Then as often happens her mind began to wander and she started thinking how neat it would be to send messages to people via flowers. ‘I wonder how hard it is to learn to conjure flowers,’ she wondered to herself. ‘Maybe I will bring it up in Charms during our next lesson,’ she added almost muttering to herself. ‘Oh, stop talking to yourself, Zoe.’ That’s just perfect now she was talking to herself about not talking to herself. ‘That is the perfect way to not seem crazy now isn’t it.’

Heading back to her seat with the other Gryffindors she sighed to herself and tried to distract her wandering mind with something more productive.

"Thank you, Mr. Harness and everyone. Yes, that is correct of Tiger Lilies." He nodded proudly at the resourcefulness of his students.


"That is correct. And, thank you, Mr. Carswell."

"Yes. It is not in use as much as it once was and the subtleties are often lost on the average witch or wizard. Even still, there were probably misinterpretations just as there are today in communicating with one another. 'It's not what you say, but how you say it.' could also apply to floriography. Words form sentences, just as flowers form arrangements, and the overall structure must be looked at if we're to derive the best possible definition of what is being said. Good question, Miss DeValk. One point to you." He said, praising her curiosity, for it is with curiosity that we find things out.

"Yes, and I'm glad that you brought that up, Miss ..." He checked his roster quickly as he was still getting to know the younger years. "Thornton. Hana kotoba is a Japanese form of Floriography. We shall be using it for the next part of the lesson."

Oh, boy. "Thank you for pointing that out to me, Mr. Carter. But, as Miss Toussaint pointed out, I am aware that Mr. Leone is a Hufflepuff. He has, however generously agreed to represent for Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. You'll be playing in the same game as Ms. Thornton, Mr. Carter, but you'll be on opposing teams. Now, grab a seat over on the left side of the room." Apparently, the young lad didn't want to be apart from her if he was willing to question before the whole class. Ah, the pangs of young love!

"Thank you, Miss Toussaint." He said, giving Celandine a small nod, but not completely attentive to her, one of the team Captains was apparently nervous.

"Jitters, Miss Flores?" He said, calling over her and Cedric to the front of the class with a gesture. "No need to be nervous. You'll both do just fine, I'm sure of it. And even if you don't do perfectly, which I'm sure you will - Uh, do perfectly that is! - It was your first time and always remember that anyone who is an expert in anything was once a beginner."

Kapoor began searching the room as the students were still getting into their seats. He'd knew he'd left it here somewhere. Now, where was it? Where was that blasted GONG!

Aha! Kapoor moved over to the wheeled blackboard and pulled out a large metallic instrument. Once it got it into a painfully obvious place in front of the class, he hit it once creating a small, but very apparent GONG!!!

"Students, I'd like for you to turn your divination books to page 221, we're going to be delving into the Japanese practice of Hana kotoba. For starters, who can tell me what Hana kotoba means?".

Celandine raised her hand cheerfully, having already turned her book to the indicated page. "Hana Kotoba means 'The language of the flowers' or simply 'flower language'. It was actually heavily influenced by the Western stuff we were just looking at. Seems weird to me because often its totally the other way around."

Evelyn looked up when she heard the professor say her name. Jitters? Her? Nah!...well maybe. Smiling slightly at the teacher, she got up and walked over to him when he gestured to her. "Hana Kotoba?" she repeated. 'Is that a trick question? The Japanese practice of Hana Kotoba...' she thought for a minute before answering. "Does it mean...flower language? Or language of the flower? Something like that..."

Okay. So she joined the correct side with the Slytherins and then....a sound...which made her jump out of surprise. A metallic thing was in the place where the blackboard had been. Ooooh....interesting.

Page 221. Kaika raised her hand, "It means flower language, right?" she said, not precisely sure.

Marie raised her hand, "It is the Japanese language of flowers Sir"

"Sir." Kay said with her hand up. "Hana Kotoba means the language of flowers." She said hoping she was right.

Fred turned to the page the professor sprcified in his text book then raised his hand to answer the professors question saying hana katoba means 'the language of flowers'.".

"Very good. A point to each of your houses for your answers."

"How it got there is not certain. But, some Wizarding Historians believe that it got there after Western Muggles began to migrate in mass to the Island of Japan due to their war around the middle of the last century." He offered the students the theory. "Some scholars also believe that a form of Hana Kotoba separate from Western Floriography existed in Japan before the western influence. There exists some evidence of that in the symbolic way that the samurai treated flowers."

He waited a little while longer before conjuring a large stovepipe hat and turning it upside down to fill it with strips of parchment that had sentences written upon them.

"Will our team captains please step forward?"

Evelyn, heart pounding and on the verge of nearly fainting, took a tiny step forward. 'I hate being in the center of attention.' she thought, trying to look as calm, and possibly bored, as possibly on the outside, and hopefully succeeding in that. 'Then why did you volunteer?' the voice said slyly. 'Because...well...i don't know. You told me to!' Getting rid of the frown on her face and replacing it with a small smile as usual, she looked at the hat the professor was holding, slightly apprehensive, and waited to be told what to do.

"Inside the hat are a collection of sentences, each expressing quite a specific sentiment. You each are to pick one. Once you've chosen one, carry it over to your team and don't show your team mates yet. Okay?" He explained extending the hat out to Miss Flores to give her the first pick. "Ladies first, Miss Flores."

Evelyn took another little step forward and picked a piece of parchment out of the hat. Without looking at it, she walked over to the side with her teammates, keeping the parchment hidden in her hand, and waited.

Samson smiled at Nataly just as he was about to take the left side to where the Gryffindors and Ravenclaws were supposed to be now. "Yeah, I sure hope so, too."

He then plopped down on a chair amongst his fellow Ravenclaws and the Gryffindors as the awaited further instructions. Aw great. A Hufflepuff was representing them. Would he then be all biased and let the other team win? He sure hoped not, or the kid was asking for it, and he was going to get it... whatever it was.

OOH HAT. They were going to draw loooots! For... what?

Hmm, a competition, Adrienne thought, having moved to the appropriate side of the room, behind the Hufflepuff that oddly was representing the Ravenclaws and the Gryffindors. But then, as long as he didn't do anything to sabotage them, she wasn't going to say anything. If Professor Kapoor was okay with it . . . And at least she knew her fellow Ravenclaws were going to represent. Especially Cela.

Flipping her book to the appropriate section, she glanced at her former partner and housemate for a second, before returning her attention to the goings-on in class. Are we going to have to try to figure out the sentences drawn out of the hat?, she mused, trying to keep herself from letting her ability help them win, if that was the case. It wasn't worth it to be considered a cheat.

Cedric sighed as he glanced to the students who has a problem about him being a team captain and he turned at Celandine who defended him, Cedric owed her a thanks, she's such a nice friend. But he just ignored the student's complains and just wait for their Professor's further instructions. Professor Kapoor intstructed the team captains to step forward. So he step forward now waiting for Kapoor's next directions.

Abigail happily picked up her bag and headed to the opposite side of the room from Josh. As she did so she passed Josh’s crush and felt a tad guilty ‘I was trying to embarrass him not her.’ So as she passed she quickly whispered “I’m sorry I really wasn’t trying to embarrass you. Good luck being team leader.” She smiled hoping she was ok as she looked a tad nervous.

Quickly she made her way over to Kay and sat down just as the teacher gonged his gong, making her jump slightly. Turning to Kay she gave a weak smile still a bit embarrassed after everything that had happened, “Hi.”