Before saying another word, she felt his lips on hers. He kissed her. Alice was almost melting in his arm and feeling dizzy suddenly. Man..he was so good at this. He was an excellent, shmexy kisser. He proved it again and again.

"Mhmm" Alice kissed him back and hummed after managed to talk out, still feeling her cheeks hot as she blushed. "Is not that supposed tobe my words?" she looked deep into his big dreamy eyes, ignored what he had in other hand. "I missed you Lion. Silly Lion" she gently punched on his back, "where were you?"

There were few things as delicious, as warming and dizzying and completely terrific, as kissing Lissy. Fyo did it little enough - goody-two shoes, as Torin Kane would say - but he could never, at the end of the day, forget the sensation, the burning effect she had on him.

It felt too good.

"I missed you more," he told her, forcing his mind to turn its attention, away from the kiss, and towards stringing together an answer to her question. "I was... pretty much around." Sorta. "Did I mention that I love you?"

Now that had been sudden.

Alice looked at him. He was sort of lost in his own thoughts or was he tired? Alice couldnt find out, but he looked happy, that was enough. Seeing his happy face was something like energy booster for her. She couldnt believe that she had missed it for long and surviving only to see him again.

And It was happened. She was in his arms now. Ofcourse single arm..haha. She smiled her gorgeous smile, "So ..didnt you think about your butterfly then?" she whined and pouted before slipped her hands off of his neck and wrapped them around his waist.

"No..not today" she giggled, waiting for him to say those three magical words again.

... Huh? He never really said he agreed with her. "Um, actually I never said that. I was just saying that. I still think that your argument makes no sense whatsoever." And hopefully she wouldn't start at him about this again now.

"Okay, I really doubt that he will ever be as smart as Einstein. Though I have to admit that he seems pretty darn smart to have invented that thing." It seemed a bit pointless, but he did appreciate pranks and all that so there was respect to give that boy he didn't even know. "And yeah, Einstein was definitely not a wizard." He was a Muggle and would always be seen as one. There was no way on earth that he was ever anything else.

And then suddenly she was lunging at him. "WHOA!" he exclaimed as she hugged him tightly. He was sorta thrown off guard right now, but recovered quickly. He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her back for a moment before letting go of her again.

"Mmhmm. It generally is quiet in a library," he replied with a smile. She was stating the obvious yet again but he was used to it by now. "I'm glad that you are out more now and... skipping." He raised his brow at her as she skipped in place in front of him.

Fyo's eyes widened in mock surprise. "Can you even consider that possibility?" He demanded, though his tones were light, when she asked him if he had not missed her. "How can I possibly forget my Butterfly?"

Reminded him of the last snapshot his camera had captured - it had been in the pathway, and there had been a butterfly twittering above his head which had, obviously, reminded him of her.

"Not today?" He asked, head cocked slightly to one side, a smile playing around his lips. "That's pretty bad of me, you know."

Mmmbutterfly.

Haha. His eyes widened more. God..it was more beautiful. A smile spreaded across her face as she pulled him closer to her by his waist. "Mmm. I know it's not possible. I was just teasing you, Lion" she giggled and looked at him though her big beautiful eyelashes.

Lion is back. Waiting to roar?! Most probably.

"Yeah, so say those magic words, before you get butterfly punches again" she winked and taking a look at the camera in his hand. "Hey, why dont you take a picture of me ...wait..wait.." she bit on her bottom lip, "Picture of us..together?" she smiled, expectantly.

Fyo had placed the camera on the floor - the only place he could place it, at the moment, really - and he smiled slightly when she mentioned "butterfly punches." "Butterflies don't punch," he told her, with a shake of his head. "At least, I've yet to see one that can."

No, that was NOT her cue to punch him.

He smiled again at her request, nodded, and picked up her camera. "Come here, will you?" he asked, placing an arm around her, and raising the camera in front of their faces. "I love you, mmmkay?"

The camera was now on the floor. So apparently both of his hands were free. He could use it either to hug her..Mmm..pretty tightly or link with her hands. Alice giggled inwardly at her way too romantic thoughts. Not her fault. It's all him. Hehe.. Butteflies dont punch! "Wow..seems like a good name or title for a music band" Alice laughed and shook her head, "But this butterfly can punch here.." she touched his shoulder, "here.." her hands moved up to his cheek, "here.." now on his stomach, "here..everywhere if she wants" she winked before moved closer to put two of her arms around his neck when he tried to take a pic of them together.

"Mmm..now I'm ready for a picture" she smiled at him, enjoying his arm around her. It feels good and safe. "Mmm..I love you too mah Candy Shop" she leant her head on his shoulder gently, waiting for him to click the picture.

Butterflies don't punchwhattt? "Does not," Fyo insisted. "I mean, what kind of band would want to associate themselves with butterflies and punches?" Honestly. Butterflies were good enough, punches were sorta alright, but together they didn't exactly sound very melodious.

"Ma'am, yes ma'am," he said, a smile quirking up his features as he adjusted the camera, and pressed hard, on the shutter. There was a click, a flash of light, and a photo slid out. Fyo handed it to her without looking at it. "Please tell me I don't look horrible," he said, mock dramatically.

Doesn't?! Why not? "Haha..any kind of muggles band. They're strange and freaky, sometimes" Alice laughed. Alice heard so many weird album titles and very rarely with band name itself. They were more creative than wizards. A truth to digest.

When he clicked the picture, Alice laughed happily, slightly bouncing up and down and took a look at the picture. She was excited. Wow. MYGosh. It was perfect. The picture. They were looking cute together. "No...you're perfect. You make me feel jealous" she pouted as pulled out her bottom lip.

Hogwarts...was a difficult place to be.

LouAnn had finally come to that conclusion a week ago when she'd woke up crying after a night full of horrific nightmares. The dreams concerned that Kyle kid who'd been murdered a few weeks ago today. In her dreams, he'd been calling out to her...yelling for her to save him...but she hadn't. For some reason, she'd stood by and laughed at him while he slowly faded away into the distance.

Since then, the same dream, only slightly altered, had revisited her twice. In the second one, he'd yelled for her to help over and over and over again. She hadn't helped him then either. She'd walked right past him, smirking, while he once again faded away into the distance.

The worst dream, or nightmare, had been the third time she'd dreamt of Kyle. This time, he hadn't been yelling for her to save him or help him. He'd been yelling at her to stop, although for what, she still didn't know. Terrifying---that's what these nightmares were. As she continued her walk down the seventh floor corridor, LouAnn stopped to sigh. She was completely and totally exhausted---mentally, that is.

Alessia was looking around... where was that memorial for Professor Forrester? She knew it was on the seventh floor, but she wanted to be careful not to bump into Truebridge again... "Oh... Miss Purple... How are you my dear?" She asked trying not to look lost. She wasn't... Alessia never got lost, but she smelled Truebridge everywhere on this floor...

LouAnn's attention was drawn completely away from her thoughts of Kyle when she heard someone else in the corridor greet her. Oh, it was Professor Lupa! Good, great, grand! LouAnn had actually been thinking of paying this woman an office visit but had always chickened out at the last minute. She was confused and knew she needed someone's guidance, but...something told her none of what she was experiencing was normal either.

How are you my dear?

Hmm...let's see, distressed, upset, confused...yes, those words about summed it up. "I'm doing alright. How are you, Professor?" she asked, trying to make her voice sound as pleasant as possible. "So what brings you to the seventh floor corridor today?" Yup, just a general conversation starter kinda question.

"Fine Fine..." she said as she looked around. "I'm trying to find the Forrester memorial... I have something I'd like to leave by it..." She said thumbing the rune in her pocket... She had a soft spot for him. "And you? Oh... Right... Gryffindor."

"Ohh...Common Room, yeah," LouAnn replied, turning around and briefly glancing back at the portrait hole. She nodded and followed the professor's gaze around the corridor, wondering if she was watching someone or something LouAnn hadn't picked up on just yet. "Ahh, Forrester Memorial. I'm sad to say I never knew him. I've heard the students say great things about him," she mentioned. She nodded again when Professor Lupa said she had something she needed to leave by the Memorial.

"Oh, erm...I tell you what. Would it be alright if I walked with you while you looked and asked you a few questions? There's a few things I'm still wondering about, and...I've been debating on asking you for a few days now," she explained. "I've just kind of always chickened out."

"Oh... uhmmm sure." She said walking toward the astronomy tower... More questions... Cela had questions... would these be the same questions? "You can ask... but I will reserve the right to not answer."

Upon hearing the professor's hesitant reply, LouAnn sort of gave her a concerned look then glanced forward again. "Oh, okay, sure. Thanks," she said, taking a few seconds to think before starting in on her questioning. "I visited your office a few weeks ago...with Jake. I asked you a few questions and...I'd like to revisit that, please. Can you tell me a little more on exactly how runes control people's lives? Like, can they do so without the person even realizing it?"

Oh YAY! Rune questions!!!

"Runes don't control people's lives, silly. They give you a basis on which you can make your decisions on how you'd like your life to go." She said smiling at the girl. "Why would you think runes would control someone's life?"

Umm...what? They don't?

LouAnn, who had just started to walk forward in an effort to find that memorial, stopped abruptly. If runes didn't control a person, then everything she thought was happening really wasn't. Then again, maybe these runes had been bewitched, and she...no, nevermind. Professor Lupa would know for sure, and she seemed to think there were under no circumstances would a rune control a person.

"Can a rune be bewitched to control a person then?" she asked, her voice softer and less sure then before. "I mean, I think I'm getting ill." LouAnn put the back of her hand to her hand, indicating she was feeling sick...or thought she was, at least.

"Oh..." She looked at the steps. This was the THIRD student she was going to have to escort to the hospital wing. "Well, anything can be cursed... even a child's play thing." She said looking at the girl. "What's wrong... how are you not well?" She asked, moving to a bench in the corridor.

Yes, yes. LouAnn was sure she'd been cursed now. Why was it that the very objects she assumed to be cursed were the very objects she desired to protect, as well? A part of her would rather be cursed into madness than to part with the objects she assumed were bringing her down.

"Professor Lupa? Can I trust you? I mean...with a really important secret," she said, glancing up at the woman with hope in her eyes. She was scared...frightened almost beyond anything she'd ever experienced. Maybe with an adult's guidance she'd feel a little more secure. As of now, she felt as if she was standing knee deep in a river and dying of thirst.

"Of course, Miss Purple, you can tell me anything. What's wrong?" She asked the girl holding a hand out to her so she could sit her down.

LouAnn let out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding in. Feeling as if she could completely trust Professor Lupa now, she followed the woman's lead and took a seat. "Okay, so, I've been really confused for a few months now. There are things happening to me that I don't know how to explain," she said, stopping for just a moment and glancing over at the professor. She wanted to make sure the woman still appeared as welcoming as she had before LouAnn began speaking.

When she was sure she could go on, LouAnn continued her explanation. "It's like I'll be completely aware of things around me one moment then what feels like seconds later, I suddenly realize thirty or so minutes have passed. Time passes without me realizing it," she said, her voice suddenly sounding really tiny. "Do you think I'm imagining that?"

"Hmmmm... sometimes I blank out like that when thinking of something... the plot for my next novel or... nevermind. But it is quite likely that you are blacking out... anything unusual happen during these black out times? Ever in a different place?"

"Oh, whew," LouAnn said, feeling better by the moment. So there was a slight possibility that she was only blacking out due to over-analyzing homework or something? That did make sense. So she just had to probably convince herself to stop daydreaming so much...not that ever thought she did or anything like that.

She considered the answer to the professor's question, but she honestly knew no details from the times when she blacked out. A little tear trickled down her cheek, a sign that she was a little frightened of thinking about what might have happened during those times. "I don't really realize where I'm at when it happens. Sometimes, I'm in another place when I come to," she continued.