Nervous. Very nervous. This was an odd feeling for Raiden. His stomach did a strange little twist as he mumbled the password and passed the gargoyle; it was a good thing Professor Lupa had told him what it was. He would've felt slightly dumb standing at the gargoyle while the meeting was going on.

There... was a student standing at the door. Raiden frowned slightly. Who had let her up here? She was small, probably a first or second year. Scratching the back of his head, he moved closer to where she stood. In front of the door that he needed to go through, of course...

"Can I ask how you got up here?" Raiden mumbled, looking down at the girl. "And what you're here for?"

Being Dominic, the seventh year couldn't help but swell with pride when the Headmaster complimented him on his hearing ability. In some regards, it was quidditch that helped him to hear better with having to pay attention various sounds all at once. Nodding at the headmaster though when he told him what to do regarding the unexpected visitor, Dominic opened the door a small enough margin for him to see the visitor and the vice versa.

"We're in a meeting now," the head boy started to explain, but stopped as he took in the not ONE, but TWO people standing at the platform outside the Headmaster's office. One being another Hufflepuff - new one and by MERLIN, them having unexpected visits to the Headmaster, did that mean that he and Tamzin were failing their house? No. Of course not; they just didn't know to go to their prefects first... but they would know. Tonight.

Anyway, the second was a Slytherin boy, older, who Dominic vaguely recognized from his connection to Cel-an-dine, but the name was escaping him. No matter though; both students didn't appear in any urgent need of the Headmaster... not like they were bleeding or anything. "So uh, yea... Like I said, we're in a meeting now. Though depending on your reasoning for your visit, then we may be able to postpone the meeting for a few moments." And this was their cue to explain themselves... Because the Head Boy was waiting.

Erm.

"I'm... here for the meeting," Raiden mumbled, rubbing the side of his neck as he looked at the Head Boy. Apparently the only people that knew he was a prefect were himself and Professor Lupa. Something told him that the other prefects weren't going to be pleased about his sudden appearance. "I- er. Professor Lupa told me to come to it. Prefects are meant to, right?"

As if he didn't feel odd enough having been given a Prefect's badge.

Chris had set his plate aside and looked towards the Headmaster as he said they were going to have a little meet and greet session for each of them starting with Dom and Evolette. He looked towards Dom as he began to speak but the Hufflepuff wasn't talking about himself, instead it seemed another student had decided to crash their Prefect Party. He watched as Bontecuo had given him permision to go see who it was and send them on their way if it wasn't an emergency. He then heard a little conversation going on with a student and Dom. The word Prefect was being used quite a bit not just by Dom but by the other male voice outside. Chris tried to inconspicuosly lean around and see who it was from his chair at the table. No luck.

He looked to the others to see if they had any clue who it could be.

emma started to chew her lip nervously. she felt embarrassed for having come at the wrong time. just her luck.
"well, if the head master is busy, that's fine. I'll just come back another time."
emma turned a walked away.
maybe someone else could tell what she needed to do.

This was just getting ridiculous. It was like a three ring circus in the Headmaster's office. All they needed was a dancing bear...

...and well, Denton WAS there.

Clearing her throat, Evolette glared at the back of Denton's head, he did not have to be rude to Raiden. She DID remember seeing an announcement in the common room about Raiden taking over as male prefect. Standing from her seat, she waved at the boy. He looked nervous. Poor thing. "Come sit with me Raiden." she said, which could also be interpreted as 'ignore Denton, I always do."

emma turned around startled by the voice she heard
"oh,....uh...hi" she said quitely "and i was let up here and i was just wondering what i had to do. i dont have a clue."

(i was gone off line for almost a year and i have no clue whats going on)

Dominic blinked when the Slytherin boy claimed to be here for the meeting. Honestly, this boy was a Prefect!? When did that happen? Of course the head boy didn't really know who the Slytherin Male Prefect was meant to be, so anything was possible... but it was still weird.

... before he could comment about it, someone cleared their throat and told Raiden - presumably the boy - to come sit with her. Honestly, McKenna didn't have to be so rude in interrupting. How was he supposed to know that Raiden was a Slytherin Prefect? Chewing down on his lower lip, he nodded. "Oh. I ... Yes, Prefects are meant to be here, yes." He nodded, opening the door a bit wider so the boy could enter.

Dominic blinked at the young girl as she said she could come back later and turned to walk away before he could really comment about what she seemed to need. And then she turned back again, shockingly. The seventeen year old blinked; she was wondering what she needed to do? Go to class? Do homework? Learn magic? Was there something else; if there was, then Dominic was clearly missing out on it too.

"Oh ... well if that is the only reason you need to speak to the Headmaster, then you are aware that you have two House Prefects to help guide you, right? I'm one of them and I should be around for a bit in the common room once we finish up with our meeting, if you should have questions." Dominic explained to the young Hufflepuff.

"Thank you," Raiden mumbled, ducking through the door and going straight to where Miss Evolette was seated. He nearly stopped to tell the younger girl... something, but Dominic Denton clearly had that situation under control. Besides, she was one of the kids from Hufflepuff, so it was really Dominic's territory. Giving the Headmaster a little bow of his head, Raiden took a seat next to Evolette, chewing on his bottom lip. "Thank you, Miss Evolette."

Thank goodness she was the other prefect for his house. Raiden was already really confused as to how all this was going to work. Miss Evolette was smart, she would be able to tell him all the stuff he had to know and didn't understand.

"Ah, Mr. Kururugi, so good of you to join us," Headmaster Bontecou beamed and waved over at the chafing dishes. "Less told me you'd be coming. Grab a bite to eat and then join us."

He moved over to the door. "I'll be glad to speak with you as soon as the meeting is over," he said, smiling kindly down at the first year and then moving back to his chair. "Miss McKenna, while Mr. Denton is occupied, why don't you give us your update?"

ooc: I will be finishing this meeting up today, whether we get through all the updates or not. I need my office for some plottage and there are some members who need to play here, too.

Evolette smiled at Raiden as he sat down. Mean old Dominic. So rude to the poor little boy. He was a CUTIE. Her blue eyes shifted to the Headmaster, at mention of her name, and she glanced over at Dominic, who was not busy, so much as he was annoying. But whatever. She liked to talk about herself. Heh.

"So far so good Headmaster." she replied, brushing a few dark locks over her shoulder. "I've yet to encounter a big problem to report-" Knock on wood- "But I have enjoyed my time as Head Girl so far, and working with Mr. Denton-" Mr. Denton. Nice and formal. They were not friends, there was no reason to use his first name. "Is.... getting easier every day." she concluded with a charming smile.

Tossing her glance over to the Slytherin at her side, she winked at him. Hehe. Cutie. Nervous.

Well he certainly didnt need to be rude about it.
"No, its fine," Emma Said clearing her throat, " I was a late arrival but I'll just leave. Everyones busy and i'm sure someone else will be able to help me. Thank you."
Emma turned around and walked away.
"wow," she thought, "what a waste of time. gee, im sorry i was lost and didnt know what to do. I guess im jus gonna have to be careful with who i talk to."

Jack had to admire the first year a bit. No way that he would have come up here at her age and thankfully, he had never been summoned for any wrong doing. Waiting for his turn to respond, Jack tried to think of what he was going to say.

After the meeting wound down Headaster Bontecou stood up. "Well, thank you all for coming and please don't hesitate to use that password in an emergency or knock on my door if you have a problem," he said before escorting the prefects, head boy, and head girl out of the office.

He knew the password.

He knew the office was empty.

He knew he wouldn't get caught.



Even though the staircase thing was revolving, Jake moved up the steps and heard his footsteps echoing. He didn't knock on the door, much like last time, but pushed the door to only a little to let his skinny frame squeeze inside. Staring around the empty office and finding it completely deserted, the young boy quietly shut the door behind him and aimed his... newly acquired wand at the lock, muttering a very complicated spell under his breath, that just could NOT be done non-verbally. There... she knew the way to get in. He was okay.

Having noticed that the lights were on and the sky outside was darkening as a result of the changing seasons, Jake waved the wand and the lights quickly shut off, plunging the room into darkness. But still, it was as though Jake had super-senses now. In fact, the glasses on his face were making things so much more difficult, and the boy whipped them off his face, the clarity of things as precise as ever.

Yanking the hood of his hooded sweatshirt over his head, just in case, Jake casted a simple memory charm on each of the portraits in the room (in case they saw him) before a non-verbal obscuro giving them all blindfolds. Then silencio and muffliato.

Moving around the room and not making any noise, making the precautions slightly pointless, Jake's eyes took in various muggle appliances, books, and other such ridiculousness.

He had just pushed the big ole chair towards one of the portraits with a slightly larger frame and enlarged it, when he heard a distant noise from down the corridor downstairs. Knowing it was probably who he was waiting for, Jake scrambled up onto the overlarge chair and stood up on the back of it, using some bookcase shelves as a ladder of sorts.

Reaching up high, Jake smirked at the sleeping portrait and reached up high, placing a light purple shiiiiiiny stone at the centre of the frame, pushed far back so nobody could see it.

And then, footsteps.

Jumping from the stairs and straight to the floor, landing with a soft flump, Jake shrunk the chair back to normal size and levitated it back to position, finding himself magically exhausted for some reason.

Weird.

Shrinking further back, behind the chair so he was completely hidden, Jake watched the door and waited, nervous even though he knew what he was doing.

Down at the stone gargoyle, LouAnn Purple's mouth moved to speak the password that would allow her to pass through and enter the headmaster's office. The voice that came out her mouth, though, was a different one, one that was odd-sounding and not typical of the little girl it was supposedly coming from. Once through, she ascended the stairs slowly and carefully, her arms dangling lightly be her side, her eyes unmoving and not blinking at all.

The door had been charmed shut---of course it had. LouAnn could easily get through, though. Breaking through a simple locking charm was child's play, a piece of cake next to the magic the little girl standing before it was now capable of. An evil laugh escaped her, it, too, sounding odd and not typical of the fifth year girl with a normally pleasant voice. With a quick wave of the wand in her hand, the lock on the door clicked open, and LouAnn strolled inside.

The room was dark---of course it was. An evil grin played upon the little girl's lips, and she glanced out into the darkness as if she could see right through it. "What nice wand work you have there, Jakey. I didn't realize I was capable of such, though," she said. Her head tilted to the side, a simple movement that seemed forced and unnatural. She calmly watched as the boy standing before her expertly placed a stone deep into a portrait, tucking it carefully away so that no other eyes could see it.

"Well done. Now me," she said, her face and words coming out rather emotionless as she pulled a drawstring bag from her pocket. Inside, seven tiny runes clinked together, and she waved her hand over them, choosing just the right one for this mission. Her eyes combed the room, finally falling on a normal-looking house plant pushed off to the side. "My, oh, my, Mr. Headmaster. Your plants need watering, did you know?" the voice asked. LouAnn laughed again, then with another wave of her wand, killed the lively looking plant she'd been staring at. Without another thought, she passed it up and headed for a blue box stuffed between some books on the man's bookshelf. Pulling it out, she saw that it read: Adobe Photoshop CS2070 Extended. "What an odd little gadget for a headmaster to have," she said, opening the box and stuffing one rune inside it. She closed the lid, stuffed the box back where it belonged, then tossed the drawstring bag full of six remaining runes back into her pocket.

When she was done, she slowly walked towards Jake, her eyes and face still emotionless as she held out her hand towards the boy. "All done. Come along now," she said.

Watching as LouAnn approached that blue box he himself had been wary of, Jake stood with wand he had balanced on it's point on the tip of his finger, feeling the instrument burn with intense heat. Stopping with his silly child's play, Jake stepped towards the plant LouAnn had just robbed of life.

Duplicating the plant corpse, Jake tilted his head and stared closely at the thing, focusing all his energies onto it. At once, the plant changed form and began to writhe and twist. Only very powerful magic could have POSSIBLY turned the innocent duplicate of a dead potted plant into a cutting of rogue devil's snare...

Casting a light warming charm over the pot, which wuld stop it from strangling him before he got to... where he was going, Jake picked up the plant and shoved his wand into his back pocket and headed towards LouAnn, instinctively taking her hand with his own (well, the one that wasn't full of devil's snare). Once he had led the way through the door and shut it behind them, the pink-haired boy did some complicated wandless magic which undid all the spells in the room (to do with the darkness and the portraits... not the dead plant. That was beyond help).

The headmaster was overwhelmed with parchmentwork. Did he really have this much to do before? Maybe he should consider hiring a secretary... Pepe stood up from his desk and stretched before heeading to the door and down the stairs.

REEEEESULT!

Ahem.

Cool beanz.

"Cool beanz," Jake nodded, not entirely sure of what he was saying. Buuuuuut, he was thankful that they were going up for a number of reasons. One, Bontecou might be taking him seriously. Two, Jake knew that the more he hung around that gargoyle, the more he always ended up in trouble... and then there was the third... more reason.

"Thank you sir," he nodded, stepping past the man and leading the way up, feeling slightly more confident than he was. As he got to the door, Jake paused instead of just going in. He looked back at the man awaiting instruction for some reason.

"Come on in and have a seat," he said gesturing to one of the comfy chairs in front of his desk before taking his own seat. "Cool beans? Are those like ice flavored Bertie Bott's beans?"

Cracking a slight smile, Jake shook his head so his pink hair, which was getting a tad long, shook. "Nah... wwwwwell... might be..." he mused, taking a seat in one of the chairs. He felt kinda small in this office... for no particular reason. "'S j'st a sayin'..."

Shifting slightly in the chair, Jake's gaze drifted around to various places in the room. As he swung his feet, the comforting feel of the stones in his pocket made him relax a little.

"Okay, so tell me about Professor Bunbury. What's going on?" he asked, the curiosity killing him.

"She tried to kill me," Jake blurted out, before shifting awkwardly and deciding to start from the beginning... ish. He didn't have anything to hide, he just had no idea how it actually started.

"See, I got this detention from her for 'not knowing the meaning of personal space'," he started, an irked look on his face. "I can't help that I don't know it... can I? I just don't know that kind of stuff..." Jake stopped for a second because he knew if he babbled on he'd wind himself up. "She shouted in my face and everything in the detention... I really don't like that."

Taking a calming breath, Jake went on. "Okay, so basically, she told me to sit down on this plant thing... AFTER she took my wand from me. And, well, I didn't know what it was, did I? We hadn't learnt about it. And it grabbed hold of me and wouldn't let me go, and I tried calling out for help, but she silenced me with my own wand... And I seriously panicked and I thought I was going to die... and... and... and..." Jake gulped a little, wiping the smallest of tears from his eye. "And it slapped me, so I bit it... and it started to choke me and she just STOOD there. It wasn't until I started to black out that she let me go... she said I couldn't prove anything and then..."

Jake went quiet, looking down at his knees. "I don't remember... I woke up in the Hospital Wing. I have bruises all over me," he added, lifting his head and lowering his shirt collar so he could display the one around his neck. "They're all over..."

Okay, so he hadn't quite managed to stay calm... not really, but now he was on the verge of breakdown. But not quite there yet. "I swear I'm... telling the truth... swear it! I mine, Celandine said I can prove I'm right because you can, like, take memories and check, right? Kazi said he would do that in my first year and... and... and..."

He looked up at Bontecou, eyes overly bright. "I'm just scared," he added, slumping back in the chair.

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Bontecou's eyes widened as the boy related his tale. When he was finished, the headmaster stood and pushed some tea over. "Here, drink this and wait here. I'll be back in a few minutes."

Bontecou headed up a staircase hidden to one side of the office and disappeared.

Shrinking back in his chair as Bontecou stood up, Jake breathed a sigh of relief that the man didn't seem like he was about to blow up at him. He nodded at the headmaster and watched as he left the office.

Leaning back in his chair and exhaling, Jake felt the stones in his pocket suddenly fall out and drop to the floor, a few of them rolling away (as much the things could roll).

Scrambling off the chair, Jake began crawling around to pick up the six stones, standing when he grabbed the last one... a funny red-ish colour. He was now by a potted plant, and something seemed to flash in his eyes, and the boy picked up the plant to inspect it (noting that it was the one LouAnn had NOT killed) before setting it back down and returning to his seat, dropping the five stones he held into his pocket and staring straight ahead for a few moments.

After a short while, Jake blinked and snapped out of it, realising he was grinning for some unknown reason, and picked up the tea to have take a sip, face now worried again.

He was a little worried that he couldn't remember walking back to his chair...