Evan smiled at the kid. He was indeed talking funny, but there was no problem for Evan as long as he could understand. His smiled vanished when he asked what was wrong... What was true, would be a better question. He did good only in lessons. Besides that, he was the "Egoistical Scouse".

Staring at his hands, he sighed. "You know, I liked Fallon and Lyra." he started. He wasn't sure if Rayedem knew his crush on Fallon, so he felt the need to give out more information. "Fallon McCarthy, 2nd year Snake." Anyways, back to the topic. "They both told me they liked me back." It was all normal until this moment, the actual fun started now. "And I told them I liked both of them. Fallon left me, saying 'I'll see you later, Evan.' And Lyra... you know her. Kept cheerful, and we did the ancient homework together." Another heavy sigh. "And there are also some other things..." He trailed off, not wanting to bore Rayedem with his problems. But he was still moody, telling the half of it couldn't relax him.

Rayedem merely watched as a smile appeared and vanished from Evan's face. He didn't like this. Evan, girls? That's nothing new. Evan, girl problems? Also old story. Evan.. Being so miserable because of girls? Now that's what's new.

He nodded at some points during Evan's story to let him know that he had been listening, and understood. Well, he didn't actually understand, but at least he knew. Fallon? Oh, right.. He only caught the sight of her several times in the Diagon Alley, and about once or twice while at school. And the point is, Evan was having a hard time.

Rayedem leaned across the table to give Evan a reassuring pat on his shoulder, but he knocked over a sugar bowl on his way. "Woobs." he made a mess when it was the time to be really serious. Hurriedly tidying up the table, he sat back on his chair and started talking,

"Hey, whad arh dee oder dhings? Mahbee I can helhp." he said, hesitating about saying what he had on his mind, not wanting to make Evan feel more miserable. I'll tell him, he thought, later.. Just a little later.

Good that Rayedem knew Fallon, or at least pretended like he knew him. Evan wasn't really up for a description. That was why he liked Rayedem, he knew what to do. Or how to cheer him up, by knocking a sugar bowl. Evan laughed on that. He wasn't sure if it was on purpose or not, nor did he care. Rayedem was his friend, and a good one.

The other things... they were more serious. "Fallon has some friends..." Duh, everyone in this school had friends. "Who don't like me, and who are also second year Slytherins. So basically, I don't have any friend besides you, Shana, Blake and Lyra." After that leave, Fallon was out of his 'friends' list, and probably so was he on hers. "And not having friends is bad. I really can't see why they don't like me. If only I could understand..." he trailed off again, now talking more miserable. He'd normally stop talking there, but he had had much. "You know how they call me? Fallon's friends I mean? 'The pretty egoistical Scouse' !" If he was a girl, he'd already have cried a river. But he was a male and he merely sounded miserable, looking furious.

Rayedem was glad that Evan laughed at his mistake. At least he didn't get even angrier that the sound of the sugar bowl bumping against the table could've turned some heads in the bar. He grinned back at Evan, hoping that he'd calm down.

Again, Rayedem nodded like a good listener. He was a good listener. That could've been the only factor that kept his less-friendly muggle friends from hating his bad behavior. Listening was, maybe, all he's good at. Then his mind tried to digest the information he'd just gotten from Evan. Fallon, wait, she was the one who hangs out with 2 other Slytherin people, right? That annoying Iris something and another boy whose name he had forgotten. Right, he was very sure of it. He hadn't forgotten what happened in Diagon Alley.

"Ballon's fwends made khwait a sheen back in Diahgon hAlley. Bersonally I'd say I don'd like dem eidher." he added, trying not to sound judgmental, but honesty is the best policy, and will always be, "So your poinds arh, like, confyoosed haboud Ballon hand Lyrah.. Hand you worry haboud Ballon's fwends hand dat you might nod habb any fwends." he paused, hating his own speech, "Bud.. Dey lebt you hangin', didn'd dey? 'Onesht now, hoo do yah like bedder? Cozh I theenk, Eban, you likin' two girls ish deh soursh ob da problem." he ended hoping he wasn't being pushy.

Good that Rayedem didn't interrupt. Seriously, was this guy an angel or something? He listened well, and he advised well. If he was also a Slytherin, all of Evan's problems would look less important.

"Yeah..." he said dreamily to Ray's first comment, not quite getting it. "They're... odd. As if I was some sort of devil. Obsessive." He felt better that he could talk openly like this, without any fear of being heard. Maybe they could transfer Rayedem from Ravenclaw to Slytherin? "Yes, good summarize." he said, and smiled again. At least tried. He knew that was the source either, but Iris and Aaron were totally obsessive, and he could do nothing about them. "I guess I can't change Iris and Aaron now... but I can't find a solution to the two girls problem. And what will happen when I realise I like one more, and then say no to the other one?" he asked as if after thoughts. 'And what will happen if that one is Fallon...?'

Rayedem frowned. He felt like that was too much information to take, but he held on tight. So the boy's name is Aaron.. He hardly remembered his face anymore. Leaning forwards, he cupped his chin with his right hand and resting his right arm on the table. Thinking..

"I guesh," he began, hesitating.. He was afraid that he'd not come up with a satisfying comment, but Evan should understand. "Aboud Iwiz and Aahron, I dhink, dere'z no odher wai bud doo asgh dem dirhectly. Or asgh Ballon aboud id. Nod a good idea, I know, bud I don'd dhink dere'z any odher way." back in the muggle world him and his minions would challenge their haters for a fight. Confrontation. Old-fashioned, but that's what worked for him.

But for his next worry? He hated the sound of it. "Dis is.. Complicaded.. Doo yah weally like one bedder, Eban? Cause ib you don'd, you can alwhayz waid. See, you can lay obb bodh ob dem an' led eberydhing blow bor a while," he paused, thinking what he was going to say next over and over again, "You mighd ged hurd bud id'z bor da bezd, izn'd id? Hobe someone'll bound someone? Dat way dey won'd bhlame yah fer ditchin' one." he ended. He was running out of ideas, literally. He told Evan what he might've done, but he realized that not everyone has the same point of view.. Now to wait for Evan's response.

Thomas entered the shop slowly looking around. Sadly, it didn't change a bit and that was sad. He walked towards an empty table with a book in his hand. As he walked he saw Raydem. He poked Raydem on the shoulder and said, "Ola Raydem." He continued walking towards the empty table and sat down on the chair beginning to read his book.

Lucille walked into the pub nad pulled off her mittens (grey, with sparkly bits and a pocket that turns them into fingerless gloves. She shoved them in the pocket of her robes and cast a look around. There, she saw Edem.

"Oh no," she muttered. He was going to start thinking she was stalking her. And hadn't she already told herself that she needed to let him make new friends in the wizarding world now? That she couldn't have hima all to herself anymore?

She shrank into the shadows, so as not to be seen, although she couldn't tell if he had caught a glimpse of her or not.

Evan listened intently to Rayedem, trying to make a sense of it. So, he should ask them directly? If that was what he had said, Evan had already done it. He made a face. "I've already talked this to Fallon. At least I asked their reasons, and even she doesn't know." Roll eye. Thinking about it again, they seriously needed some professional help about their prejudice. "You'll say 'why do you care them so much?' and you'll be right..." Evan trailed off, thinking the answer. Really, what was his reason? Because he cared Fallon, and Fallon cared them? That was satisfying enough. "Because they're friends of Fallon. See, if I choose Fallon," He winced at the word. It hurt to think like that, like he'd eventually choose one over the other, and lose the other probably for the rest of their immature times. "...it'll be awkward with them. But if I choose Lyra, at least they can convince Fallon to stay friends with me." Why was all his ideas based on Fallon? Oh yeah, because Lyra was the over jealous one and she didn't know many people either. Chuckle.

He listened to the rest of his advises. Did he like one more... He had some stronger feelings for Lyra of course, but he couldn't be sure. "No I guess... Would it be considering 'liking more', that I like passing time with Lyra more?" He really didn't have any idea. From a loneliness place to being the hit guy in a month. Unbelieveble.

He looked grudgingly at the Ravvie who had just greeted Rayedem. He felt a rush of anger through his body, and he called after him. "You know, *I* am a person too." he said coolly and in a hostile way. What was these people's problem with him? Why did everyone tend to ignore him?

Bella was sitting opposite to Jason and he seemed to be in completely different world.she had asked him about quidditch and he hadnt answered at all what is thinking about she thought as she took another gulp of her butterbeer.
"hey you still here? should i leave you alone?" Bella asked snapping her fingers in front of him to bring him back to earth.

Rayedem felt a poke on his shoulder, and he looked up to see whom it was. Thomas. Rayedem said hello back to him and waved as he walked on.

And even in the darkest shadows of the well-lit pub, Rayedem could see the figure of his very best girl friend--Lucille is here too. He waved at her, smiling, hoping she'd understand that he couldn't accompany her at the moment.

Rayedem shook his head. If Fallon, who was one of the gang, said that even she didn't know, then the two were being unreasonable. What's wrong with Evan anyway? It's not like he jinxed them or get them infected with the swine flu. Weird.

"Izn'd id obbious why you care?" he asked back as his nose was starting to feel better, "I dhink you should choose one whom you'rhe mowr comfortable wid--dat counts fwends." he quickly added. Well.. It wasn't like he was taking sides, but he liked Lyra better. "Aldhough, in de end you know id's ub doo you. And yea, dat would." he said referring to Evan's question about passing more time with Lyra.

What is wrong, Edem? He was not supposed to be subjective! And he was, honestly, confused.

To Lucille's horror, she saw Edem wave.

Err...what was she supposed to do now? She couldn't go over - he was with people, and she couldn't ignor him, she had quite obviously seen him.

She hatched a plan. This was time for her acting skills (that she didn't have) to come into place.

Lucille dramatically looked at her watched, let a look of surprise come over her face that said she was late for something, and smaked her forehead. Then she hurried from the pub.


She moaned when she got outside. There had been one flaw in her (bad) acting..

Lucille wasnt wearing a watch.

Evan kept staring grudgingly after the Ravvie boy until Rayedem shook his head. "Am I so easy to ignore?" he asked suddenly, sounding really concerned. First the Veela girl, now this Ravvie boy. And he attracted two girls, and became friends with three people. That meant something!

Was it obvious why he cared? Well, 'Claws were more clever anyway, so Evan wasn't surprised that Edem had figured it out even before he himself did. He sighed. He was comfortable with Fallon too, when they were alone. But he was comfortable with Lyra everywhere. So that meant he liked Lyra more, that he should choose her? He looked at Rayedem with surprise when he told it'd, then his eyes stared blankly at the sugar bowl for a moment, obviously thinking, before he talked again. "Lyra's family doesn't allow her to date until age 14." he said quickly like a fallen apple from the air. He quickly added "I don't want to date this year too, but next year..." He trailed off, knowing that the 'Claw would get the meaning of I'll definately date next year, I can't wait forever'.

Evan's question shocked Rayedem, and so did the words he spoke to Thomas. "Hey, ob korz not! Common Eban, chill!" he said, getting up to his feet and stood in front of Evan, "D'yah wanna get some drink? Mighd helb?" he asked, but waited for Evan's confirmation as he didn't know what the pub serves.

"Yeah, maybe id'z bedder nod doo date yed," he began, he was told about it once by his cousin--dating isn't as simple as he thought. What with the emotions and the commitment--not something he nor Evan could handle yet. "Look ad me, I'm nod close wid any girls and I'm happy," he said truthfully. "So bedder dhink wizely? No rush, yeah?"

K had walked in from a long day she was not feeling her best today. She came in and at down and looked at all the other people talking and having fun together. K grabbed a sit and ordered herself a butterbeer for she really needed one at the moment she thought itmay make her feel a bit better. She took a sip and relaxed and waited to see if she saw anyone she knew come in. After a while and finishing her butterbeer K remembered she wanted to write an letter to her family so she went back to Hogwarts to do that.

"Sorry, just thinking of Victoria" Jason told Bella. " Now what was you asked me about Quidditch?" Jason asked Bella. " I am sorry I treated you indifferntly" Jason Potter Weasley said to Bella. " I am all yours and all ears now" Jason told her.

Michelle was happy to have purchased so many sweets from Honeydukes. The Peppermint Humbugs were really delicious. Before the end of the term, she'd definetely take some home for her Mum and Adrianne. Adrie loved sweets, and she was surely gonna drool over these.
Chelle decided to have a drink at the Three Broomsticks. She entered and it was already full of many people. Bella was sitting with a friend and so was Rayedem. She smiled at Bella and waved at Edem. Then she ordered some butterbeer, chose an empty table and drank peacefully. This was one time that she didn't miss her family so much.

Bella shook her head and smiled.she knew that Vicky was one person whom any boy would think and day dream about so Jason 'her boyfriend' thinking about her wouldnt be new.
"no offence taken,Jason" she said with a knowing smile.
"nothing i just asked if you are in your Gryffindor team?" Bella spoke. she looked over Jason's shoulder and found Chelle entering the pub.she smiled back at Chelle as she made her way to a table. turning back to Jason Bella asked again
"hey um...i wanted to ask you something else too while you were busy thinking about my dear friend," Bella smiled at thought of Vicky, "i was thinking what to buy for my brother.you see he is about an year older than you and i was thinking of buying something for him but dont know what to buy so um...you could give some idea," Bella continued.

Evan was still upset about this whole ignorance thing, but he knew better than to push it more. He smiled and said "Yeah, um... water?" he asked, his throat felt really dry now. He didn't even realise that Rayedem was a Muggleborn and might have not known the drinks. He was a snake after all, and they just needed to be sneaky.

He nodded in agreement. "I won't date this year anyway, but 13 isn't that young, yes?" He knew some of his 'rather normal' Muggle friends even kissed at the age of 13. Here was England, and people weren't so committed to old traditions that forbid relationships. He chuckled, Rayedem totally knew what was wrong or true. "But you can't choose who to like, yeah?" Really, he needed some help to erase girls out of his mind. Maybe he could go to an all-boys school, and then military? Only if he was a Muggle.

K walked into the Three broomsticks again to try and meet new people. It had been a bit since she had met someone else. "Hi my name is K" She said to anyone who would hear her. Shen then went go have a butter beer.

Sara walked into the Three Brooms with Nataly and Eva. It wasn't half as busy as Honeydukes had been, but it was getting there.

Turning to Nataly she said, "Should we save a table first or go straight to the counter?"

Nataly came into the Three Broomsticks right after Sara. She was really exited to finally taste the legendary butterbeer.
"Let's get our butterbeers first." she suggested in answer to Sara's question. "There are plenty of tables here, so it won't be a problem to find one."

Glad to see a change on Evan's expression, Edem took the liberty of ordering the water. On his way to the bar he kept trying to recall the name of the drink Rhea mentioned to him. Something-beer. Butler's beer? Bunker beer? Butterbeer. Right. He ordered one for himself and a glass of water for Evan. He walked back to their table with the drinks.

"Here yah go," he said, handing over the glass to Evan and sat down on his chair, then listened to him again.

"13 is debinitely bedder than 12," he said once Evan had finished talking. His next question sounded rather rhetorical to Edem, but still he answered to it, "No, ob course nod.. You be wid someone, den you talk to dem, and you feel combordable wid dem, and you can be yourselb around dem.. Those stubb. I don't understand much." he said truthfully. Scratching his head, he continued, "Just dink wisely, Eban. Don'd regred id in de end." he said, taking his first sip of the butterbeer hoping that it'd taste as good as Rhea had described to him. Well.. Not bad. Definitely better than pumpkin juice.

Evan smiled again when Rayedem came back with the drinks. He muttered "Thanks..." to him before he drank all of the water. He wished he could try firewhisky. It was better than Butterbeer, but it had to wait too.

Back to their topic, Evan nodded. He felt a lot better now that he could say everything to Rayedem, who had advised him pretty wise. He was himself around both of them, but Lyra was more... lively. And he felt at the end, he'd choose Lyra, though he was still unsure. He thought some more and then looked at Rayedem. "So, anything new with you?" he asked and smiled again, obviously feeling better.

Edem's eyes widened as he watched Evan drink all the water at once. Wow, he must be really thirsty. He took another sip himself, thinking that somehow the taste was getting sweeter and sweeter--but not too sweet that it seemed to be able to maintain itself within acceptable levels of sweetness. Amazing drink.

A frown appeared across Edem's forehead as he tilted his head to his right, thinking. What's new with me? Hmm.. Was there anything new? He tried hard to remember how it'd been since they last saw each other in DuMont's class. Well.. What happened after that, he wasn't really sure. He did his homeworks? Now that's unimportant. Edem spent the next 10 seconds to think about something worth telling. He failed.

"I guess it's jus' de same wid me," he chuckled, "nothing new, nope.. Oh," he suddenly remembered about Jake and Fly, and the fight. Tell Evan about this? Well.. "Right, I went to de owlery a few days ago, to post letters bor my parents and my sister, but I didn't habb an owl, so.. I took one which I thought was owned by the school, but turns out it wasn't.. It was dis boy Jake's. I sent the owl to Paris and Seattle without his permission, he was really angry." he sighed, taking yet another sip of butterbeer, recalling what had happened back then.