Sophie appeared on the scene with a basket in hand. She quickly scanned the corridor and then made a beeline for the student on the floor. "Oh, you poor poor dear!" she exclaimed, holding out a cookie. "Tell me all about it!"

Eva opened her eyes widely in fear. What? NO!!!! Not the nurse! She was ashamed enough that she had fainted in front of Tammy and Helios... and now the nurse was there to check on her. How was the bright mind who ran to call the the nurse? she wodnered looking desperatly at Helios, as if she was saying 'Help Me'. This nurse... Geez, she was soo cheerful that she could scare the smile-addicted Hufflepuff girl.
Eva's cheekcs turned bright red and she started to stutter:
"I... I-I fain.. I fainted..." she said between coughs. This is bad, this is very bad...

Helios prided himself with being the toughest kid at school, with the scars to prove it. It was against his very nature to show any sort of weakness, but there was something in the sincerity of Sophie's sympathy that made the young man lower his guard. "It would appear in my haste to see to the well being of my friend here, that I clumsily spilt myself onto the floor." The prince fell down and broke his crown. Ok, maybe it wasn't broken, but even he could admit it hurt.

Back on his feet, he further mussed up his golden blonde hair. "Nothing a cookie cannot fix. Though I wonder: Can they fix sore feelings as easily as a sore head?" Accepting a cookie from the nurse, Helios promptly split it in two, offering a half to each of the Hufflepuff girls.

"I simply dare you to be cross after sampling such a confectionary delight." He challenged, the young warrior obviously having a soft spot for cookies and cakes. But who didn't?

Melita solemnly nodded. "Oh yes, a cookie can cure anything," she said and handed a few more around. "You should be better in a moment so, let me tend to this poor dear now," she added to the prince boy.

"Alright dear, now what caused you to faint? Are you feeling ill? Sad? Dizzy? Confused?" she asked the poor fainting Hufflepuff.

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Scouting out somewhere nice and quiet to do his homework, Jake managed to come across a deserted part of corridor, over looked by various still life paintings, one of which was not so still, as a Warlock had wandered into a portrait of a giant apple, and was now taking a handful of the enormous fruit, watching Jake interestedly.

Seemed like a good omen.

Throwing his stuff down onto the floor, Jake lay on his stomach with his legs crossed behind him in the air as he attempted to write coherent sentences for one of his homeworks, as the runes he'd brought along seemed to loom ominously before him.

That particular homework was due soon... he needed someone to give a reading to.

MMMmmmmFOOD.

Cam was twitching aaalll over. His snout needed to DIIEEEEEE. But he wanted some food or well... he'd suffocate from starvation. And see, he didn't want to die... simple enough??? He was carrying a bag and SKIPPIN' hehe SKIPPITY SKIPPITY SKIIIP. No duh had he ran away from that hopping theory. "OIIII Housee ELVES! Fooodddd GIMME SOME FOOOOOD," he whined poliiitely across the corridor.

Portraits. They eyed him. Freaky-much. THERE EYESSSS WERE FOLLOWING HIIIIM. Stalkers. Those portraits were so stalkarazzis from their previous life. Uh huhh.

AND HE SAW PINK! Cam observed Jake for a second or so and... just STARED at his hair. How come he never realized it? THAT THIS PINK WAS EATING THE POOR BOY ALIVE??? It was so obvious. SO. OBVIOUS. He just felt like cutting it all off. He had scissors in his bag, didn't he? TEEHEEE. But no, not today. He wanted some food. But it couldn't hurt to have a small talk.

Cam walked forward and gave him A POOOOKEEE. Not on his forehead, on his throat because like, his forehead could'a been infected with pink ya know? "Watchuuu DOIN', dood?" Well he was writing. Maybe interviewing the freaky portraits, he didn't know.

As he focused intently on making his 'o' niiiiiice and round, Jake poked his tongue out of the corner of his mouth, as if that would somehow help (it never did). But then, suddenly and... rather painfully, somebody poked him. On the throat?

"Cam," the pink-haired boy choked without looking up. Only that particular Slytherin... particular student felt the need to poke people in the throat as a greeting. So, Jake didn't ask him WHYYYYY... because he knew never to question The Poke. "Cam!" he repeated, eyeing his bag of runes. "Perfect. I need your help for a few minutes... Ancient Runes..."

"Yes, yessss me frieeenddd, it's Cam," he said with a fervent nod. Right? His name was Cam? I think...? He clapped his hands together when the boy repeated his naame. YES. CAM. But waiWHA? "Ancient Runes?" he choked. Whyyyy Ancient Ruuuunessss? He ditched that last lesson to be honest but ya know because really... Lupa. Werewolf. Werewolf. Attack. Anytime. Get the picture?

But some Slytherin always managed to tell him what they learned and aaalll that SO YES. YES Cam could... do runes. Still. But really, REALLY, he wanted to ditch that class already from his course. Guh. Lupa being his Head of House AND Ancient Runes was just... just... BLASPHEMY.

"OHHHH Ya need a partner for the hoomework?" Cam decided to go ditch the homework because he wanted to FEEEL like a bad boy and rebel against people like her and all that but... it didn't hurt getting more pooints. "Suure SURE," he said happily without waiting for a response and sat down.

"Youuu can go first."

Giving Cam a nod as the boy sat his but on the floor, Jake manoeuvered himself to a postition so he was directly across from the boy, though sitting cross-legged. After pushing all his writing homework off to the side, Jake grabbed his bag of Rowling runes.

"Okay, soooooo..." he thought for a moment, staring blankly at Cam, racking his brains for a question. "I think I'll ask the runes... What's with the poking, dude... Will it ever stop?"

Vague, but worth a shot.

Reaching into the bag, Jake pulled out the first rune and lay it down between them. "That's... errrr... the unknown one... seven," he thought for a moment before rifling through his notes. "Mystery... luck... evil... secrecy... death," Jake read, blinking at the parchment. "Well, I don't think you have the poke of death... so we'll go wiiiiiith... mystery. Erm, so... it's a mystery what made you start poking and stuff, and you personally don't have a legit reason."

Nod.

Pushing the hair from his eyes, Jake nodded to himself. "So that was the background..."

And with that, he pulled the second rune and lay it beside the first one, to the left of it. "Runespoor," Jake announced, looking at the three-headed creature on the rune. "That's three... and it's stuff about the present situation soooooo..." Another glance at his notes and Jake went on. "Conflict... poison... confusion... Maybe you... you're confused about how to talk to people, or approach them? Or you are trying to create conflict... or..." Poison them.

NEXT.

Shaking his head, Jake pulled out the third and final stone and laid it to the left of both the others, checking his notes again. "Six... the salamander," straight away, as Jake scanned the appropriate section, his eyes bulged on seeing a particular sentence. "Passion?! Well... you do love to poke. I suppose as you get older, young Cameron-" (an odd thing to say since Cam was older) "-your love affair with poking will just get stronger... orrrrr..." Jake looked closer. "You will be... wassatsay? Oh... restorrrrred... back to the way you were before the poking. Like when I first met you in the Leaky Cauldron."

Sane Cameron. Good times.

Staring down at the three runes, Jake shrugged and scooped them all up, putting them away. "Your turn," he announced brightly, writing down his own findings from just now.

WILL his poking ever stop? WILL IT? Cam didn't know the answer to that really. If it did, he'd lose his nickname of Poke Boy Cam. If he continued, well... yessss. But he just watched as Jake pulled out the runes which confused him. REALLY IT DID. It was like Divination and he failed at that subject--with interpreting and stuff.

LOLWUTPASSION???

So either he was gonna get even MORE insane OOOOR... go back to normal? EW. NORMAL. EWWW. NO WAY. NO. WAY. But he tried to remember that time back in the Leaky Cauldron when he first met him... Jake was acting weird... he'd met Tabitha there as well... and Rian... and YES. Really he couldn't remember that well.

"UMMM. OKAY. Good interpretation I guesssss, it's meee turn." He said with an evil grin. "So Bakers... What is up with your haaair??? REALLY. It's like... LIKE PINK." Did the boy think it was some sort of the new fashion-line or something...? Or did something happen to him? Cam wanted to cut it all offfffff. JAKE LOOKED BETTER BALD, AM I RIGHT?

"Uhh huh... SOOOO..." Cam reached into his own messy bag, trying to find where he left his ruunes. Ohtherewego. 5. "That's 5. Quiiintaped. Duels... fighting... warning... HUNGER..." he wondered off and stared at his hair. "So... I think this meaaansss that your hair. Like. Your PINK hair, ya know. It ATECHUALIIIVEEEE. So thus, it has total control over you." Uh... SERIOUSLY PEOPLE, interpretation just wasn't his thing.

He picked out another rune. "One... the unicorn. Alright, well it says purity... BEAUTY hehe, and difficulty. Well this probably means that uh... that your hair makes you look PRETTY! AND BEAUTIFUL! AND SO HAWT AND ALL THAT. But you're having difficulty with it... maybe have a better hairbrush...? Yes. YES." He chuckled for a bit and actually wondered if Jake actually used some sort of a shiny hairbrush. HAHAHA.

"On to the FUUUTURE!"

Cam picked out another rune. Hmm. "Well it's the AcromanCHOOOla. Numbahhh 8. Alright well it says... intelligence... fear... OOOH uncaringness..." he paused and continued on, "well it probably means that you're either... gonna do something smart with it in the future--maybe grow it and charm it to make your hair like Medusa's and then join some circus people... OOOORRRR you're just... gonna keep it that way. And like, not care for it."


He then took out a parchment and jotted down some notesss. "We're done, right?"

Having smirked and giggled slightly through the whole rune reading. See, this was why he was friends with Cam. The boy was insane... though amazing.

And funny.

No... hilarious.

"Yeah," Jake smiled, pushing the pink hair out of his eyes again. GUH wuth the attacks. "That's all I needed to do for now. I guess I should go owl this off," he added, gathering up his school things and pushing himself up from the floor, glancing at the warlock in the portrait who had apparently had a stomach which didn't agree with apple; he seemed to be... recycling it somewhere off to the side of the frame, where it couldn't be seen. "I'll catch up with you again later?" Jake added, looking back at Cam and smiling.

Cam thought he did pretty good. Riiiight? But his eyes wondered off to the portrait that had RECYCLED something. His mind went laik "WOOT! WOOOOOT! ROCK ON DOOD ROCK ON" but he looked baaack at Jake and nodded. Nodded NODDED nodded. Heh. "Alriiiiiighty then I'll go owl this later." Right now? Food. Yeh he needed foooood. MMMMMmmm FOOD.

Tickling pears were always fun.

"Later," Jake grinned, jogging back down the corridor and towards the Huffepuff Common Room. He'd need to wait a while... what with his owl half the way to Seattle already. Bloody owl-stealing first years. Grrrr.

Josh ran into the Kitchen Corridor where many Hufflepuffs were seemed to wander around. So that meant their Common Room was around here somewhere. They were pretty lucky being that close to where the Kitchen was rumoured to be. Josh was starving, exeggerating the situation as usual, and was aiming to find the entrance to the Kitchen. He could imagine the sight of roasted fish, potatoes, steak, chicken and many other. Should he ask to a Hufflepuff? He did not know. Maybe somewhere knew the answer he needed so before deciding to act he leaned against the corridor wall and watched the people around.

Evan was hypnotized with foooood! He had been trough so many things that he had literally forgotten to eat, and right now he was going to get food! Yes, Cartwright would even fight for it!

He rushed into the corridor, looking for a door. He had also heard the rumours that Puffs lived here too. Sneaky lucky Puffs! They were so close to the kitchen that Evan was sure their food was served into their common room. Heh. But he'd get his food served too, it was as close as a hidden door...

"Carter?" he called from a distance. He cocked his head to the side and narrowed his eyes, yes that was definately Josh. He was unique, he couldn't be mistaken. What was he doing here? Sneaking into the Huffie common room? He opened his mouth to ask, but then closed it. Better to hear him first.

Josh was watching a beautiful Hufflepuff girl walking past him in the corridor when he heard someone calling him. He could knew who was that without even looking : Evan, since no one else called him with his surname. Unwillingly looking up that way, not because he did not want to look at Evan but because it was hard for him to lose the girl's sight (:D), ''Hey, hey, hey! Look who is there!'' Josh cheered and walked to him ''Out for hunting Lord Cartwright?''

Evan saw that Josh was watching a girl. Eye roll. Didn't he already have a girlfriend? Why was he watching another girl now? Seperated from his suspicions he smiled. Lord Cartwright. Good. "Yeah, a bit hungry. How about you?" Better to be 100% honest again, like it'd save him from any trouble.

'Quite a big ego' he thought. It was obvious from the smile he gave out which Josh responded with a small smile, as well. Before he replied the Slytherin's question he glanced back at the Hufflepuffs. ''Yep'' he nodded ''I'm starving and was thinking if Hufflepuff girls are kind enough to tell me where the Kitchen is, or if they could serve me food'' he laughed

Evan looked bug-eyed as Josh talked about the girls. Seriously, with that looks even Evan wouldn't dare that. And Joshua was... average, and he was eleven. Unbelieveble.

Dying to ask what happened to Evelyn, the blondie held his mouth and said "I think it's behind this pear." Pureblood family ties again. Beam.

Josh smirked right after Evan spoke ''But of course it's quite unnecessary if i have a friend who might be much more kind than any Hufflepuff girl'' he looked around again like he was expecting something to happen ''So yes pear... that's good...really cool'' than looked back at Evan ''What pear?''

Hah. So Joshy remembered their agreement. Of course. And that was the why he was being so polite to Evan. Just like a Gryffindork. He'd have been calling all names and stuff, otherwise. And Evan'd have replied. But they had an agreement in front of that weird Hufflepuff that could read minds and the blondie would follow it. He bit his lip not to beam again. He walked over the picture which had a ticklish pear in it. "This one." he said, and stood in front of it. He'd not give out all of his information just like that.
Just then did the blondie realised Joshua's innocent girlfriend Evelyn. It had taken him three times to learn that name, but he had managed it at last. He smiled back at her, and wondered if she knew his name too. Not many people could reach that honour, after all.

He didn't comment after her but merely waited for Joshua, he was the one Evan was interested in, after all. He wondered if he should be the devil and ask how their relationship was going, but then he realised he couldn't take it. He had had enough of them, recently.

He was about to find out where the Kitchen was, Josh imagined as he looked back at the Hufflepuffs again. It even did worth that Evan's arrogant behaviour before he looked at where the Slytherin was indicating the familiar voice hit him and acting quick he moved his gaze on the Hufflepuffs to Evan than at Rose who had just arrived. ''Hi hun!'' he said ''You showed up just in time. We are about to raid into the Kitchen.'' he spoke like he was into a very serious investigation ''Okay mate'' he patted Evan from the back ''So yes this is the pear. What's with the pear?''

"Oh, so the kitchens are here? That's good to know." Evelyn said in relief. She was beginning to think that the kid only said it was down here to get rid of her. Smiling again, she looked over at Evan, she remembered, and then to the...pear. 'Yea, what's with the pear?' she repeated what Josh said in her mind.

'Hun?' Evan grinned evilly for a second before he could cover up. Little Josh had a cruuuush! Bahaha. Although they had come to an agreement, Evan would still annoy him about love. Tehee. He was a Sly after all, and he liked mocking.

He smiled at Evelyn, besides being sweetheart of Joshua, she was cool girl, although Evan suspected her Slyness. She was more of a Huffie, but then again so was Blake. Maybe the Sorting Hat was tired while sorting them, and it made a mistake. Like Evan cared, as long as they were good Slytherins, he had no problem with it.

Eye roll. Were they not wizards? It was no simple pear obviously, like nothing was simple in Hogwarts. Even people were complicated. Back to the topic, he talked impatiently "You tickle it, and it opens the way to the kitchens." Duh. It was so simple. No wonder why they weren't a 'Claw. A pear wouldn't talk obviously, and if it was the way to the kitchens... And they showed off "I'm magical!" everywhere. Seriously, where were their minds?

Not capable to wait any more, the blondie got to his tiptoes and tickled the pear. It laughed out loud, and finally opened the way to the kitchens. He turned to them, and gave a look that said 'See? 'What's with the pear. Oooh Merlin.' He had to bite his tongue not to ask "Are you no wizard?" He really wondered how they would react to that.