She accepted the water with a smile, taking a sip before setting it down near her food. Hmm...what did she think about the classes? They weren't what she was used to, that was for sure. "They're not too bad. The professors that I have had so far seem pretty nice, especially Charms. It's a change to get used to, but I'm getting there." That soup that Sabel grabbed looked and smelled delicious. Kate decided that it would be a great compliment to her salad, and filled a bowl halfway of the steaming liquid. "How are your classes going Kellen? Any more animals named after you?" Kate couldn't help it. Every time she thought about that class it made her chuckle.

Kellen finished his current mouthful before replying, "Classes are... mixed, really. Some of the profs are friendly, some aren't, some you think are friendly and then they go and half-drown children in the lake... and the material we're covering goes all over the board too. The cruciatus curse is taught the same day as conjuring flowers and butterflies. It's just bizarre."

He turned his nose up at her in mock snobbishness, "And no, we have not had any more animals named after us at this point, though we have named a magical creature and our wand."

"You had an animal named after you Stern? Who did that?" A mischevious grin ran over his expression at the possiblities on who might have preformed such and act. Of course the smirk was short lived as he nearly inhaled his soup.

Sputtering and coughing, Sabel blinked at Kellen with wide eyes. "Who tried to drown what and who now?" Or, something along those lines. Kellen would understand his mixed words while he tried to remove the soup from his windpipe.

Kate laughed at Sabel's remark to Kellen. "A girl in our Charms class conjured butterflies and named one after him. You should have seen the look on his face. Priceless!"

Wait, someone tried to drown someone else? Huh? "You named your wands? And someone was drowned? Where am I when all the action happens? Probably with my nose in a good book or strolling around the grounds practicing my spells, Kate thought to herself. "You definitely have to explain those comments!"

"It was Neptune," Kellen said to Sabel rather pointedly. "And you're lucky she didn't know you then, or she would have conjured a clumsy one and named it Sabel."

"Just named it, actually. For fun. Dakest still needs to name his, and he'd better do it soon or it might stop working," he teased. "No, nobody drowned except a friend's scorpion. But as to the student, Professor Lawson dragged him into the lake and kept him there for a few minutes. We have no idea why." He paused, and then added, "That would be Muggle Studies Lawson, not Care of Magical Creatures Lawson."

Coughing into the crook of his arm, Sabel stared at Kellen. "Should have figured it was Neptune." A frown took over the slight amusment. "And my wand will keep working unless someone breaks it. It knows that a good name can take time to place. And Lawson? Really?" He lowered his arm and began pulling the chicken into small peices. "He did seem a little creepy...but is that even allowed? It can't be."

"Yes, really." Kellen was still troubled by what he'd seen, "Daphne was there too, and we aren't sure if we should go to the Headmaster about it or not. I mean, what if Lawson had a really good reason?"

Kellen couldn't think of one, offhand or when devoting a serious amount of thought, but he was used to teachers being more knowledgeable and wasn't quite ready to question the man's judgment.

Frowning, Sabel picked at the chicken. "You know, I'm probably not the best one to ask for advice on that matter, seeing as how I have a habit of speaking up irregardless of good reason." He glanced over at Kellen in consideration. "I didn't know that there was any good reason for dragging and dunking a student. That's technically harrassment. At least the muggles would define it as such."

Kellen had a good point; rushing off to the Headmaster wasn't always the most logical solution whenever a fly buzzed around someone's head. Although Headmaster Tate was the be-all-end-all mega flyswatter, it wasn't fair if he was bothered by every small matter. Yet again, this wasn't exactly small. "Do you think he will do it again?"

[QUOTE=Jason Potter Weasley;9073082]" Yeah, Ron had a lot of butterbeer the day The Chudley Cannons won theeir championship" Rex laughed. Jason told him this tidbit of information. " Ginny lovd playing for the Hollyhead Harpies" Rex told Chelsea. " Yes. Jason has famous people in his family, I do not, but being his freind I may get to meet them someday at Jason's castle" Rex explained to Chelsea.QUOTE]


Chelsea choked on her drink from laughing. "Hahahhahaha!"she said,and then she stupidly took another sip,and spit it all out when she heard, "CASTLE?"she asked him in disbelief. "I must become friends with this boy."

"I don't know. The thing is, he seemed like a really nice guy when we were learning to play football with him. Or soccer," he glanced at Sabel before turning to Kate. "What do you think?"

Kate choked a bit on a piece of chicken, taken off guard by the direct question. "Well, it was Muggle Studies, right? Sabel is right, muggles might call something like that assault...or attempted murder if he kept him under the water! I really don't know what to tell you, Kellen. I'd maybe bring up a hypothetical situation with your Head Boy, mentioning no names, and see if it's something you should take to the Headmaster. Maybe it's something the prof does every year at the beginning of term? Although why a prof would do that is beyond me..." Kate trailed off, realizing she was rambling just a bit.

Sabel nodded a little at Kellen's words. "He seemed very...friendly with the students. Happy too."

Blinking at Kate's repeat preformance of his previous actions, he reached over and patted her lightly on the back. Once he realized she was okay he took his hand back and plucked at the chicken again, tearing off a small peice and handing it to Merlin. The cat reached out, using both paws to capture his hand and draw the chicken to a more comfortable location where he could chow down on it without moving too much.

"Or, you could just directly go to Headmaster Tate. He's not that scary and a pretty reasonable guy. I'm sure if something is bothering his students, he would want to know about it." He tilted his head. "Or you could talk to the kid he tried to drown....but then you would get a biased opinion and would have to talk to the teacher as well..." He let out a heavy sigh. "Hey if it makes you feel any better, I saw the Headmaster about a subject around food."

[QUOTE=Pottergrl101;9077002] " I know Jason real well" Rex told Chelsea. " I am glad you think my family is funny" Rex said to Chelsea, trying to look sad but laughed. " I bet you Jason will let you come to his castle because he is really cool" Rex explained to Chelsea.

Kellen nodded at their advice, "I don't really know the Head Boy that well; I think he's in Sabel's house. Livvy's the Head Girl and she's in Ravenclaw, but I think going straight to the Headmaster would probably be best. I'll talk to Daphne and we'll go some time soon."

It was time to talk about something else, "Oh! Kate, I went to Hogsmeade yesterday and got everyone something from Honkeyduke's." Everyone except Neptune Bott, but he didn't say that. He'd been doing his best to discreetly hand out the gifts when she wasn't around, as he still felt guilty about forgetting her.

He rummaged in the bag he'd brought with him and pulled out her gift, a pound of Dark Chocolate Fudge. There had been some far more interesting flavours, but he didn't know Kate that well and he wasn't sure she'd appreciate Peanut Butter and Jellyfish fudge. That was for Damien.

"Here," he handed it over with a smile, "hope you like it."

Kate smiled her thanks at Sabel for the thump on her back. "If it's something that really bothered you and the other students in the class, if would definitely be worth going to the Headmaster about," Kate commented, nodding to Kellen. He's bound to be friendly and supportive, or he wouldn't have lasted here in the school.

Kate's eyes widened when Kellen said he brought her something back, and then when she saw what he brought, her eyes became wider and her jaw dropped. "I LOVE DARK CHOCOLATE!!! In fudge form is even better!" She took it from Kellen with a huge grin on her face. "Thank you so much! Oh, that was so nice of you, Kellen! I wish I could repay the kindness!" Kate searched around at this, seizing his glass of water and refilling it. Knowing that this was no where close to fudge, she blushed, but chuckled. "Well, it's a start."

Sabel laughed a little at Kate's endearing gesture towards Kellen. It was cute to say the least and more than most people would do to say thanks.

Pulling off another peice of chicken, he let Merlin guie his hand once again and fed it to the cat while he used his other hand to staisfy his stomach with some real food. "So, drowning a kid. Naming butterflies. Elizabethean ladies. Ear plug fights. Anyone want to hazard any guesses as to what else is going to happen this year?"

Cameron grimaced, it seemed Oliver's mission in life was to annoy. If irritating people was a career Oliver would've made millions. He was a professional in the art of getting people riled up, mainly herself, very quickly. It was a talent. Cept she wasn't interested in being his test subject.
"What attitude?" She interoggated. She was being perfectly polite. Ahem.
At his offer to charm her into happiness, Cameron yelped, "Uh, er, no thanks. I think I've had enough of your magic used on me. I think a vegetablised toe is quite enough for one year," His cheering charms might possibly curse her to depression for the rest of her life. She wasn't sure she wanted to risk it.
As he glanced over at the 'ickle Ravvies' Cameron snorted, "I'm not making this-..

AHCHOO!

"-up! I can't breathe properly because of all the dust in this hall. It's suffocating." Could she die from asophyxliation? Like dust particles choking you? Hmm..

Cameron shuddered, "It'd be so much easier if I could just sellotape your mouth" THen she wouldn't ahve to hear a running commentary of the world..
Although she did feel slightly priveledged to know that.. *glow*
Her smile contorted to a glare at his rib but she didn't have time to direct it at the accusing party before-

ah-Ah-AH-CHOO!

*sniffle*

Again, what had she done to God?

Then of course he had to return her lecture with a rant. Why didn't people ever just take things she said and shut up? THey always had to reply!
"MEh. Eh. NEEEH!" She'd sounded like a horse just then..

*fail*

"Look, cookie, I haven't eaten yet, I'm struggling to breathe and I'm not in the mood! Yes, I'm stressing about OWL! All my teachers told me that if I dont pull my socks up I'm going to fail... cos like.. I'm not really that smart and it's stressful okay!?"

She heaved a sigh and reached over for a cookie. Chumping on it noisily, she glanced at him doe-eyed.
"I can't fly... my parents took my broom away because they wanted me to study this year.." And the school brooms were always locked up and... and... *sigh* And her footy was home too *sadface* What was she going to do?

Die of dust inhalation and a heart attack from all the stress. Oh, brother..

Oliver pulled a stupid face, opening and closing his mouth as Cameron spoke as if he were pretending to be her. He looked at her and grinned. “That attitude. The 'if you don't like it you can go away' attitude. He spoke the middle part of the sentence in a high pitched voice and donned a strong Welsh accent. He thought it was a very good impersonation of the girl. Hehe.

His eyes glinted mischievously at the mention of vegetablised toes. He was still rather proud of that moment in magic. “I only made that error because you were screaming and yelling like a banshee and it made me nervous.” He shrugged. It still wasn't clear whether he had done it deliberately as payback for the yelling. But Cameron would never find out he guessed.

She was adamant that she wasn't making it up. Had he said that she was? Maybe she was in that case because it seemed like an odd thing to say. Hmmm.. He eyed her as she sneezed again. Well.. you couldn't fake sneezes like that – that much was true. He looked over at the Ravenclaws busy minding their own businesses with their noses in their books. “I don't think you can blame them for.. this.” He gestured at Cameron with both his hands. “Must be the dust in the hall.”

Sellotape his mouth shut? An eyebrow raised and he didn't look impressed by this. “Meow.” He said. “You're a catty one aintcha, luv?” But Oliver secretly quite liked the girl's attitude. She got irritated, yeah, but she didn't seem to take Oliver to heart too much.. unlike others he could name.

He smiled sweetly and cocked his head to the side as he listened to her. 'Cookie?' heh. “You? Not smart? Get away.” He said sarcastically still with a rather disturbing innocent smile on his face, which stayed in place as she explained that her parents had taken her broom. “Do your parents not realise that flying is good for stress relief? It would be beneficial to your studies.” He leaned in towards the girl and lowered his voice. “You know the broom closet was unlocked last time I checked. The brooms are just beeeegging to be taken.” He winked at her twice in a melodramatic 'hint hint' way and straightened up, once again smirking in that 'amused at the world' kind of way.

“And the dust.. that can be easily solved.” He reached over the table and pulled a plate piled high with sandwiches towards him. He dumped a jug of juice in Cameron's hand and threw a couple of tumblers into his bag. He stood and grabbed hold of the poor girl's arm. “Come on. If it's making you ill sitting here we can eat outside. It's not a bad day for October.”

Kellen couldn't help but stare at Kate a little as she enthused over his gift and refilled his glass of water. Yes, people thanked him when he bought them things but... usually they weren't this excited. He smiled and took a sip from the water, "You're welcome. You don't have to do anything back though, I like buying stuff for my friends. And I'm glad you like dark chocolate so much."

His turned to Sabel, "You forgot duplicating pink unicorns and unforgivable curses. I just can't wait to see what's going to happen in Care of Magical Creatures."

Cameron raised an eyebrow. He really did think he was funny. Well she didn't find him funny. Not one bit. Her question, was of course retorted with more of his utter nonsense but then he mocked her! Mocked her very accent! Although she found it verrrry adorable
"Oi! I don't recommend you use that voice. You sound gay and extremely random. So, just stop kay?" She smiled sickeningly and attempted to hash down another sneeze.

God bloody bless.

Cammy rolled her eyes dramatically as he attempted to off-handly pass of his moment of UTTER BLOODY STUPIDITY as 'I was nervous cos you were screaming, so it's your fault' . People had played that card before [err...when?] and so she was experienced.
"Look Tomato, I wouldn't ahve been screaming if you weren't so careless! You stepped on me! Am I that DARN invisible? And furthermore, if your magic is so untrustworthy then cease using it!" Err.. could she really talk? Her toadstools looked like grey, leathery umbrella's? "I wouldn't go blaming it on me. I can sue!" She didn't even think Lawyers existed in the magical world... *sigh*

Another sneeze and another look. "Have you never seen someone blow their nose?" She muttered hastily cleaning herself up. God, all this dust was making her eyes water. Now she looked like she was crying from all the sneezing.
"Oh grief..."
As the Great Slytherin Hero rose to the defence of the bookworms, Cameron coughed, "I can easily blame them for it... simply like this. Ravenclaws =Books = library = dust = my allergies. There. Simple!" She cast him a triumphant look as if to prove how smart she was. Err...

Cameron's triumphant look spread to exultation as she saw his reaction to her idea.
"Ingenious, isn't it?" At his praise (or what she took as such. Catty.. cute all the same thing), she practically levitated. "I just don't know where I can find tape.. maybe the Caretaker has some.."
She shrugged, looking completely serious with her idea and continued staring at the Ravenclaws with contempt.
"Maybe I could sellotape them to the library... I think they'd find that pleasurable.. I wouldn't mind it either.." She said much to herself.

At his reply, the sarcasm sailed clearly over her head, "Gherkin toe is one thing, turning my next door neighbor into a lemur is.. quite another.."
Brooms. Ah. The freeeeedom!
Cameron nodded seriously, "I know, right! But they think that if I have no other distractions it'll be better for me." Then again, nothing could help Cam. *sigh*
"Maybe I'll sneak in and get one.." She said in a tone that implied this was a mission of great importance and disobeyment. But she already knew she wouldn't. CamCam was about as daredevil as a Hufflepuff i.e not very

Then suddenly he began piling his plate high of food, "Are you really that hungry?" She asked, stiffling a sneeze. Looking back over she only noticed when he stuffed a pitcher in his hands that something was up-
"Wha..." But he grabbed her hand and explained.
Her mouth formed a small 'o' and she smiled, "Thanks,"

ACHOO!

Ah ha! She didn't look amused. Still, that didn't stop Oliver from grinning like an idiot at her. Oooh.. and she didn't look at all impressed by the impressive accent either. He chuckled at her response. Gay and random? Why did that sound like a compliment to Oliver? Ok.. so maybe just the latter part, but it was still a compliment. Right? Course it was!

“So, just stop, kay?” He copied her and again adopted the silly high pitched Welsh voice and went cross eyed for effect. Haha! He was on a roll. “Does that mean you're gay and random? ...because it was a reh-heally good impression of you, luv.” Ah.. but she did walk right into that one didn't she?

Tomato. Again, he just smiled amusedly in response to the insult. “I apologised to you for standing on your toe but that didn't stop you from calling me all the names under the sun.” He pointed out to her. “Besides..” He shrugged. “What were you doing standing so close behind me? Were you checking out the goods?” He gestured at himself indicating that the goods in fact meant him. “My magic is just fine. We all make mistakes.” Sue him? He screwed up his face. “Sue me for what? You can't prove a thing. All you have is your word against mine. Why should anyone believe you over me?” He asked, narrowing his eyes and mock sizing her up. Oliver was a Snake with a gob on him the size of the Channel Tunnel. He was a natural at talking him way out of things.

That question was rhetorical, right? Anyway, he just continued to watch her like she was a participant in Big Brother and merely shrugged in response. His expressive face crinkled with puzzlement when she went on to explain why the little Ravenclaws could be blamed for her allergies. “Said with the logic of a true Gryffindor.” He said sarcastically. “I think you're overreacting a bit.” Well.. she was! As if a few books were adding to the already dusty hall. He raised his eyebrows when she gave him that triumphant look. Meh.. .maybe he should let her have that one. “Fine, fine. Whatever. It's the books.” He looked over at the mini blues. “Hey.. ickle Ravenclaws.” He yelled and waved in their direction to get their attention. “Mind taking that somewhere else? My friend here reckons it's making her ill. Says she's allergic to books.” He looked back at Cameron with a mischievous glint in his eyes as the Ravenclaws merely threw him a funny look. “Well.. I tried.” He smiled.

He crinkled his nose and stared at her like she was mad. “You can't sellotape my mouth.” He replied indignantly. Oh.. great come back that was from Mr Motormouth. He listened to her idea and his mouth turned downwards in response. “Hilarious.” He said sarcastically. Oh.. she had a sadistic side – definitely. He glanced over at the Ravenclaws once again. “You know magic would probably work better than sellotape. It's not very strong is it? A good binding charm perhaps. And what about Langlock?” he asked then shuddered a bit at a particular memory of the use of that curse when he was at Durmstrang.

“You turned your neighbour into a lemur?” Oh ho ho. He laughed warmly. “Seriously? Like a muggle neighbour? What on earth were you trying to achieve there?” Bahah! Gherkinized roes had nothing on that. Least Oliver didn't go around pointing his wand at muggles.

He cocked an eyebrow and gave her a shifty look. “Jus' watch out for Vindictus. I've heard he can be pretty harsh.” Would she really attempt it? “Did you tryout for the Quidditch team?” he asked her. “Cos you can borrow brooms for practice.” Just a suggestion. Shrug.

In one hand he carried the plate of sandwiches like a waiter and in the other he yanked Cameron towards the exit. He smiled softly when she thanked him. Pain in the butt he may be, but Oliver could be considerate when he really wanted to be.

“Bless you.” He mumbled as she sneezed yet again. He pushed open the large door and led Cam out into the entrance hall.

Alexa strolled into the Great Hall, her hat pulled down low over her ears, hands shoved into her pockets, scarf pulled tight. She was wishing that she had a friend to talk to, but then again she knew who she wished she could talk to.

As she turned her head toward the Hufflepuff table she froze in her tracks, eyes wide as she spied Lorcan and that Kylie girl together. If it were possible steam would have blown out of her ears! He didn't waste anytime at all did he?! Her hand twitched toward her wand and she momentarily thought about hexing both of them to kingdom come... but then again she had no right to be mad, correct? Correct. Two could play that game!

Looking down the table she spotted Sabel and gave him a half hearted smile and finally unlocked her muscles and made her way to her house table and plopped down, trying her hardest not to look at the stupid Hufflepuff table.

Rolling his eyes, Sabel shook his head. "Because you 'haven't' already gotten glomp-attacked by your...monkey-creature. And I 'haven't' got a haircut from my hedgehog-like-knarl." Shaking his head he let out a small laugh. "I can't even imagine what else could happen."

It was when he was moving his head from side to side that he caught sight of Alexa. His smile wavered a little at the disraught look on her face and the less than half-hearted smile she gave to him. Turning to her he gave her a gentle smile in return, his mind already trying to work out some way to make her smile. "Hey. How are you holding up?"

"What is wrong Alexa?" Rex asked her. You look like you lost your best friend" rex commented to Alexa. "Can I help?" Rex asked her. " You always help me, so now it is time to return the favor" Rex said to Alexa.

Mikaela walked up and found an empty seat at the middle of the table.
She hated being alone. Even the few minutes of which she waited for her friends to come were horrible.
Before, she'd been alone almost all the time, but then she'd gotten friends and hater being left alone.
She looked up and down the table to spot anyone she knew. Lucy was supposed to be there in 5 minutes. Mikaela wondered why she was always so early when she hated waiting.
Anyway, 5 minutes...