"Merlin's Pants!" Sara thought to herself , when she looked at Josh's face. "Did he think I was laughing about he and Rose being in different houses!"

Sara looked at Josh and said" "Josh... you didn't think I was laughing about you and Rose being in different houses did you... because I wasn't! Honestly! I was laughing because fate always has a way of biting a person in the butt! Nothing ever seems to work out for the good!"

Sara hoped Josh understood what she was trying to say.

Sara definately had to start thinking before she spoke... and quit using so much sarcasm...

Sara smile at her new resolution!

Josh nodded ''Yeah, the case of the fate i know, i know. I see.'' People were always not happy with the fate. And some of them really had bad ones. But was fate to be blamed for everything? He did not know, he could not even understand the thing called fate. However, Sara, obviously seemed to get it which helped her to easily talk about it. ''Well, you are right but i dont name it as a big problem. It's okay that she's is Slytherin at least we can see each other in break times''. He spoke, although he was not sure whether he really thought like that.

"um...i guess we should go on i'll be fine or else we will be late to go back to Hogwarts" Bella said and continued walking.she listened to Jason about Vicky's aunt's wedding.she smiled when Jason repeated her sentence but then the next one went above her head.she had a look what does that mean? when Jason went on laughing
"what do you mean?" Bella asked

"Yes," Sara thought to herself, "Life is what it is... so you just had to deal with it!"

"So, what are your plans for today? Do you have anymore Quidditch tryouts scheduled?" Sara looked around the small villiage and tried to think of something exciting she could do...

"I think I'll wander over to the shrieking shack and see what the big deal is." Sara told Josh, with a smile. "I've heard alot of stories about it."

''Plans?'' Josh looked at her. ''The last tryout was cancelled and the new date has not been announced yet and i...'' he looked around some ''...i think i was going to buy chocolates and stuff like that, you know''. 'The Shikering Shack' what was that? ''Whatever the Shikering Shack is, only thing i can say about is that the person who names it is or was not creative enough'' Stories? Interesting. Hmm... ''What stories?'' he asked looking interested.

Tapping his chin as he observed the nearby shops, Terry blinked at the sound of frantic rustling, then shot his gaze down just in time to see Mr. RAWR pounce into one of his shopping bags.

ONO!!

The plastic might suffocate the silly creature!

He jumped in his skin as Sylvia stepped in front of him. 'Princess Sylvie!' He squeaked, uncomfortably aware of the fact that he was currently standing there with a hand jabbed down one of his bags up to his shoulder, rummaging around for his pesky pet.

'And no, despite popular belief, I don't talk to myself in my spare time. My pygmy puff, all too obsessed with poking his nose-' Wait, did pygmies even have noses? '-in where it doesn't belong, is going to get himself KILLED inside my shopping bags.' Gritting his teeth, he yelped at the all too familiar feeling of blunt teeth nipping at his fingers.

Sighing and pulling his hand out, (the stoopid thing could die for all he cared!), Terry forced a light smile. 'How've you been anyway, enjoying your weekend?'

Sara grinned...even as a muggle-born Sara had heard the stories of the Shrieking Shack...

"Okay, so, there's a rickety old house here in Hogsmeade and it has been rumoured to have been hauted for let's say... about... 100 years. "Sara guessed.

"Once a month the noises, screams, yelling and smashing sounds that came out of the house, scared the villagers of Hogsmeade. They thought that a group of very violent ghosts lived there... Are you with me so far?" Sara asked Josh with a grin... Josh looked confused!

"Anyway, it was later found out that a man named Remus Lupin, was in fact, staying in the house once a month during his stay at Hogwarts, because..." Sara looked at Josh, "he was a vampire!"

"So, really," Sara said, "It was a werewolf hide-a-way, not a hauted house!"

"Well, enough story time," Sara jokingly said to Josh.

"Now that I've taken all of the fun out of the house, I don't feel like visiting it!" Sara thought to herself! "God, she was bored!

Sylvia laughed and rolled her eyes as Terry used his nickname on her. She watched as he messed around with his shopping bags for a bit before lookeing back at her. "You have a pygmy puff? Aren't they a bit ... girly?" She hesitated, but still folded her arms and smirked.

"I've been good." She smiled, glad that the attention was back on to her, even if she was focusing on him and his rather lovely face. "Weekend's are all the same. Not doing homework until the last minute." She laughed, doing last minute homework seemed to be a recurring thing for her at the moment.

"And what about you? I don't see you as much as I thought I would." Sylvia pouted, Miles may not have been here, but Terry and Hugo were, and that was as much handsome she could take.

Reese didn't like days like this. Boring days with nothing to do but think about the homework you have waiting for you in the common room. Instead of actually trying to complete all the homework, she decided to take a little walk down the streets of Hogsmeade and maybe even run into a certain Cameron Karsten. She was going to get her stuff back if it was the last thing she did this term!

As she walked, the light October wind blew some of the curls out of her face. Yes, her hair was curly today! Truthfully, she woke up this morning too lazy to even attempt to straighten her hair. She continued to walk down the street until her heels started to make her feet hurt, then she finally took a seat on a nearby bench where she pulled out a book out of her big bag and began to read.

Torin was heading down the street when he suddenly saw a girl sitting on a bench. A girl that looked like Reese. Though there was no way that it could have been her. For 2 reasons:

1. She had curly hair.
2. Reese Upstead had never read a book as far as Torin could remember.

But he was still staring at her as he passed. He couldn't help it. She really did look like Reese.

Reese flipped the page of her Herbology book, trying to understand all this information that she was cramming inside her head. She was actually enjoying reading about plants, because it was cool knowing that cacti stored water in their stems. It really was!

Her eyes continued to scan that page she was on until she noticed, using her peripheral vision, feet walking in front of her. She looked up from her book to see Torin, who was...staring at her? "Why are you staring at me, Kane?" She asked him. Waiting for him to answer, she bookmarked the page she was on by folding the top of the page and then she closed the book and placed it back into her bag.

Whoa. His mind was being blown. That was Reese? Seriously? Reese was reading a book?

His jaw dropped and he pointed at the thing in her bag. "You're... reading... a book."

And since when since did she have curly hair?

Reese glanced towards her bag when Torin mentioned her reading a book. He was acting like he has never seen her read before? Which was probably true, but that didn't mean she didn't enjoy reading in her free time. "Thank you Captain Obvious," she replied back. "I was reading a book and why is that so shocking to you? Hmm?" Leaning back in the bench, she crossed her left leg over he right and she also tilted her head at the suprised Hufflepuff.

This boy really needed to:
1) close his jaw
2) stop acting like this was such a BIG suprise

He closed his mouth but was still in shock. "Reese... You don't read." His mind was totally boggled now. Reese Upstead reading a book. This was something that he would never forget witnessing. "And why is your hair curly?"

Reese wasn't sure if she should be insulted by the 'you don't read' comment or...no, there wasn't an or, she was going to be insulted by that comment. "Excuse me," she said. "I do read. I like to read. It's just not my fault that you don't normally see me read on a daily basis." Okay, she might not actually read everyday, but she does read when she feels like it.

She crossed her arms and locked her eyes with the boy. "I have naturally curly hair," she replied. "I usually straighten it."

Oooh, she was getting touchy now, which made him start to laugh for some reason. Though it was especially funny when he thought about it seeing as she had had the same reaction to him reading a book last year. "You have that feeling of deja vu, Reese? 'cause I swear we have had this conversation before with our roles reversed." He was smirking now, getting over the shock.

And she had naturally curly hair? No way! "I have naturally curly hair too. Go us!"

Reese raised her eyebrow when the Hufflepuff bursted out in laughter. Did he find it funny that she liked to read? She opened to her mouth to say something to the boy, but closed it when he started to speak.

Feeling of deja vu....

At first, she didn't understand what Torin was talking about, but then it hit her. She remembered the day she talked to him in the corridor and he was reading a book and, like what he just did to her, she acted surpised by him reading a book. Letting out a few giggles at the thought of that memory, she nodded her head. "Deja vu, indeed. I almost forgot about that day," she replied. "Thinking about it, it seems just like yesterday that I was shocked by you reading a book, but it was last term."

Time flies too fast.

"You do? I didn't know that," she said with a smile. "Truthfully, I can't picture you with curly hair. Maybe you should let your hair grow out a bit, so I can see it curly."

For a second it seemed as if Reese was lost. She looked at him like she had no idea what he was talking about. Maybe her memory was as bad as his was. But then it hit her. "I know what you mean. It does seem like just yesterday. But at the same time it feels like it was ages ago." Maybe that was because so much had happened to them since then. He had no idea.

"Yep, it's curly. I just don't really let it grow out too much." He bent his head towards her and showed her the top of his hair. "See? It's sorta curly there but you can't really tell too much." Then he straightened again so that he wouldn't look weird to people passing by. "You really want me to grow it out, huh?"

" Yes, let's go and if Vicky catches up with us, she does, but if not, we will shop together" Jason told Bella."We do not want to be late back to school" Jason said to Bella. " I was just teasing you about being your pretend big brother and make sure no boy treats you wrong" Jason told her.

HMPH. Jule wasn't scared of her parents, none the less her aunt. She just had to laugh when Katlyn started yelling at her for not giving her money for her pranks. Jule just shrugged her shoulders and turned the other way. She would eventually find a capable firstie to do the job, but it all took it's own time. She let out a sigh and with her hands still in her pockets, she walked back to the castle.

Bella smiled "thank you Jason," she said "that was sweet, so anytime any questions related to guys i am gonna search for you and ask you about them," Bella said and laughed. they walked ahead in silence and reached the Gladrags store
"um...lets get going,my pretending brother,lets see you fashion sense," Bella joked and walked in.

OCC: in Gladrags store...cyu there...

Jason feels like Bella's brother. She dreagged him in the store with her hand> "Wow, you are strong" Jason told Bella.

Hands clasped behind her behind, Willow Kovac rocked back and forth on her heels, standing in the side walk fot he main street in Hogsmeade.

She certainly hoped that Plymouth Morgan had not forgotten about their appointment to get candy. Willow would be positively upset if the boy had, and that would mean she'd have to go and try to teach the poor soul some manners.

And buy him a calendar and agenda, too.

Plymouth had NOT forgotten his "appointment" with Miss Willy K. Never. He'd been ready and waiting for it for ages, actually. He pounced her from behind, with a flower in one hand and the other hugging her. "Hehe. Guess whoooooooo!"


OoOoo they kind of matched! Plymouth had swiped a sweater from the floor of his dorm - it fit him NICELY though, nice and snug and warm. He'd put on layers though in the event that Miss Kovac got cold. Girls... they tended to get cold.

Like the pessimistic she tended to be sometimes, Willow had already started to wonder about the whereabouts of Plymouth and whether the boy had any plans to show up or not, when an arm that should not belong to someone with a mind of an eight year old, wrapped around her. Like ... a hug.

GOOD LORD PEOPLE NEEDED TO STOP DOING THAT!!!

Plymouth Morgan was indeed lucky he was a child.

Turning around as she fixed a polite smile on her lips, the brunette gave his attire a nod of approval. Well, he could dress himself and not end up looking like a loon - which was good for Willow Kovac did not appreciate spending time with messy-looking people. "You look very handsome." Cue Willow patting his head, the same way she did with Noah. Oh, and he'd brought a flower! What a very nice gesture, but it was indeed too bad that she was not very ... nature-friendly. "I was beginning to think you'd not show up."