Lucille was early, waiting for Angel. They needed some catching up, and this was the perfect place, away from the listening ears of boys.

Angelica eagerly rushed into the girls bathroom, she was glad she left the meeting place up to her friend, she would never thought of the bathroom. "I'm here Luci, sorry im late"

Lucille looked up and smiled. "You're not late," she assured her, "Im just early." she chuckkled to herself. "So, how're things with..you know....the head boy?" she whispered.

Angel couldnt believe that this was the first thing her friend bought up, she looked away slightly to avoid eye contact "Like i said at the feast Luci it nothing, sort of an admire from afar sort of thing, he doesnt even know i exists" It wasnt until after she spoke she had a thought "Thats a weird subject for you to bring up" she eyed her friend suspiciously

At this, Lucille coughed loudly for something to do, to distract her from her friends now suspicious gaze. She looked away. "Oh, thats a shame," she said. "I..er..is it?" she asked, paying particular attention to the pattern of the tiles on the floor. Her cheeks were burning, she could tell.

Change the subject! She thought. Change the subject!

"Er..are you trying out for the Quidditch team?" she asked in a stuttery voice.

"Nice try Luci!" Angelica laughed at her friend "No, Quidditch isnt my thing remember, now come on fess up whats with the boy subject?" She gave her friend a look to say she wasnt going to give up easy

"What!" said Lucille, outraged that Angel was so suspicios. "I..What...i..who?" she stuttered. "No boy situation. I hate boys, remember?" Oh, no, she was crumpling under Angels gaze!

"Spill...now" she smiled jokingly "You cant avoid the subject forever, might as well get it over with now" she dropped herself to the ground to make the point that she wasnt moving any time soon

Lucille groaned and rolled her eyes as she plonked herself down next to Angel. She knew there was no arguing now.
"Fine," she groaned. "I might..maybe....possibley, like someone," the last words were uttered so high that she was sure only dogs could hear it.

Angel felt her mouth drop as her friend spoke and quickly closed it again so not to seem as shocked by the news as she was. "No way! Who? What year? What house?" She had to stop herself asking anything more to give herself a chance to breath and for Lucille to reply

Katlyn walked into the bathroom, not knowing there were other people there. "Hey there," she said and smiled at them. She made her way toward the sink and turned the faucet on. Katlyn let the water run for a while before letting it wet her hands. She then place some water on her hair, to stop it from frizzing a bit. She looked in the mirror and made sure nothing else about her appearance was wrong or mess up.

Ali stormed into the girls bathroom, violet eyes flashing. Stomping now seemed something of a necessity at Hogwarts, thats all she ever did. The moment she stepped in the door she let out a loooooong sigh. Very un-Aliness. No boys. That was the pleasure of having a bathroom that belonged to her own gender, No boys. She stuck her nose up and sat down, leaning against a wall. She hadn't even begun her classes. Shame.

Ali was stuck up little princess, don't take her to be prissy. She was an outdoor freak. She spent her days up in some tree, keeping peace among forest animals. Especially the squirrels. When they started fighting the only way to stop them was to shoot an arrow nearby and scare them away.

Ali was a Japanese princess by right, but the magical parliament government of Japan wasn't giving them any money even though they had plenty of proof that Ali was in fact the lost daughters daughter.

Background info: Ali's mother had disappeared 5 years before Ali was born with her French father to France.

The tiny girl was holding an extravagant bow in one hand, a lush green quiver full of arrows on her back, and a head of bright purple hair. But one of the most striking things was her staff. Her staff was at least 6 feet and was filled with intricate carvings. All over it, tin bottles were hanging from it. The wood was a deep Brazilian Rosewood and it practically shone.

This was the information that Lucille did NOT want to tell her. "Well nothing can happen, and i dont really know him, but hes...older. A LOT older. He's...fith year." eeww, it was cringy to say it.
"And he's a slytherin."

Angelica smiled "Slytherin, cool." She laughed again "Hey, at least hes not head boy of your own house" The sudden appearance of other students shocked Angel slightly "Whats his name?" She wispered

Hmmm. Good question. Good. So why didnt she know the answer. "Well," said Lucille, glancing around at the other people in the bathroom. "I dont know exactly. Its more of an admire at a far thing, like you said. I think its Damon or something. But its nothing." she said again, embarrased.

Arianna entered the bathroom in a run, her heart was pounding a hundred times a minute, or so it seemed. She had never felt like that before, everything about her was different, changing, she wasn't sure what that meant though. Was she growing up? Was that it?

It doesn't matter, she though. Alex is going to help me prove them they were all wrong and that I can be pretty as well! she said to herself full of trust.

She paced in front of the mirrors, glancing from time to time to check her appearance, soon it would all be different.

Alex arrived in the bathroom exactly twenty minutes later lugging a huge bag full of stuff. She dragged it to one of the sinks and set it down. "Hey." She said in a slightly breathless voice as she pulled out a brush, several different items of makeup, some shoes, clothes and even some scissors.

"Woo, sorry I took so long. It took awhile to round all this stuff up. I grabbed some of my sister's clothes, I hope they will fit." She said with a smile as she handed the slim black skirt and dark green blouse to her. "Try these on first, as well as these." She handed her a pair of black Shoes as well. She smiled at the younger girl. "See how those fit, and then we shall tackle your hair." She said as she pulled out a hair straightener and a curling iron.

Opening the door and peaking inside the bathroom before suddenly closing it and turning to Destiny, who hopefully was still behind her since she did practically run to the bathroom. "Is it this one you were talking about?" Evelyn asked her, gesturing to the doors, slightly nervous now.

'Yep, this is the bathroom alright.' Destiny said staring at the door. 'Maybe you should go in first?' Ha! the old throw the other person in first and if something happens you run for your life trick. But Destiny knew she wouldn't run. She would scream, but not leave her friend there. 'If she's in there, what will we do?'

Giving the other Slytherin a small nervous smile, Evelyn glanced at the doors again, taking a deep breathe to calm herself. It was okay to be a little afraid of ghosts right? Right. But Evelyn was good at acting, so hopefully she would be able to pull this off.

What to do indeed...Quickly thinking over some possibilities, none of which might work, she turned to look at Destiny. "No idea." she whispered, and then walked in and looked around. She had never been to this particular bathroom before, and for a moment, she expected something different. Shrugging her shoulders, Evelyn called out, "MYRTLE?!"

Destiny creeper into the bathroom right behind Evelyn. 'Its only a ghost. A ghost in a bathroom.' That was not calming her down any. 'I think she hides in one of these toilets.' she said pointing to the stalls. So getting a bit of bravery, Destiny walked over to the stalls and started opening them one by one, looking in each of them. 'Myrtle? We just want to talk to you!' 'And get them house points..'

'Likes to hide in toilets?' Evelyn thought, making a face but following Destiny anyways, looking into each stall as the other girl opened them. "Why would anyone like to live in there?" she asked, practically clinging to Destiny's back now. Not like she was scared finally or anything...Pffft...Evelyn was never scared! Until now! Maybe a little...

"Here MyrtleMyrtleMyrtleMyrtleMyrtle." she whispered, calling as if the ghost was a pet. Maybe if she got her angry, then the ghost would appear. On second thought, maybe if the ghost got angry, she wouldn't appear. "Just kidding. Hey! Party in Kazimeriz's Office! Come out! We want you to come!"

'She's a ghost. I don't know about their living conditions.' Destiny forced a smile but it came out all wrong. How could she smile when she was scared? 'And you are supposed to be the brave one! I'm the scared one!' she said this time with a real smile. She was glad to have Evelyn with her. She would not be able to do this with anyone else.

Now to lure out a ghost. She didn't know how. You would think 'Moaning Myrtle' would jump out straight away when there was a chance to talk to someone. Well hopefully not jump out, Destiny wouldn't be able to handle that. Didn't Myrtle like Jake? It seemed like she did at that party. 'Yeah Myrtle! Party with Kazimeriz! Jakey is there!'
'Where is this ghost?'

Letting go of Destiny's shoulders that she held onto, just in case Destiny jumped back so Evelyn could catch and block her from colliding herself of course...she scoffed and put her hands on her hips. "I...am not...scared." she talked in confidence, glancing around the room for a second. "It's just a bathroom, and just a ghost...which by the way, seems like she doesn't want to party!" she called out again, looking around for any sign of Myrtle.

'Huh, she even in this bathroom?' Sighing, Evelyn moved to a wall and leaned against it, sliding down so she was sitting on the ground. Thoughts of the newly exposed incident came clearly into her mind once she shut her eyes. Could Jake possibly be a murderer? It didn't seem likely, but the way he looked during that one class could possibly just change her opinion of him, and the way he ran out of the room... Opening her eyes, she turned to look at Destiny. "Where else could she be if she isn't here?"