Well, all for the best. If his dad were on the team, he wouldn't be able to watch it with him, right? "Does your dad get to watch them with you, in the stands? Or...does he stay with the team somewhere else?" hmmm... Ema then beamed. "Yup, same Miranda!" The bestest Miranda she knew! "She went to the World Cup and got it for me." So so nice of her. "Did you go?" Hmph. No, it didn't count. Shame.

She nodded, playing with her wrist. This term she REALLY didn't think she'd make the team, but...voila! "I really like Quidditch. Takes my mind of stuff, ya know? I think it does with everyone, though. It's just really...freeing." Righhht, mmhmm! Now just to get her OWN broom...that would be REALLY freeing. Except she couldn't ride it that much. "Oh...sorry you didn't make it to the tryouts." Poor kid. "But...with how much you know about it, I'm sure you would've gotten on it." she told him reassuringly. Ugh, yes...lost. "I've gotten lost a few times too. I know, it's hard not to, really. Especially in your first year." Hmph...she remembered getting lost once. And she thought the ghosts were chasing her, even though they weren't. She had been so terrified of them. "Umm...oh. Oh, yeah, it is good. Yes." she nodded. Huh? Just a game? She liked to think of it as...a wee bit more than that. It was an AWESOME game. Just an awesome game. MAYBE. "Right. Next year..." Wasn't that far away, really.

"I dunno how you can tell. But...has he grown since you've gotten him?" That could be kind of a way to tell, right? Aaaand then Ema almost snorted into her hand. She instead coughed into her fist and turned away from him. It wasn't necessarily funny, just...she hadn't expected it. "Like me, see, I'm pretty, and also a nice boy, and very smart, and most likely to be good at Quidditch..." Ahh...he would be a cocky one someday. Ema just chose to nod at this. "Mmhmm." She listened to him go on about Snowy and Kaika's owl. "Right...maybe she never asked." Ema shrugged. Just like her brother. Well, in one way at least.

Holyhead Harpies? Good team. Butttt... "Oh, no, we aren't a 'girls only' team at all. Jake is on the team...so is Aaron Rose." Whom she had yet to officially meet. "And another boy, I think. So unless there's something they aren't telling us...no, we aren't like the Harpies." Hehehe.

Oh. Hmm... "Does she...not like your dad or something?" Ema realized she never really talked to Kaika about these things, like home life...regular stuff. Anything besides 'how are you', 'what's up' and Quidditch talk. Well, of course they had TALKED about loads of things, but...well. Not as much as Treyen was. "That was nice of your uncle." Ema gave him a smile. Kaika seemed like she liked what she was doing, last she had tweeted talked to her.

No. She had NOT given up. She was just not looking for him at that moment. She didn't give up on anything because there was nothing to give up upon, she just...wanted to meet him. Find him. See if he was like Kaika, etc etc. But no, she had not given up. She let him think what he wanted, shrugging at his pout. Ah, Cy! There was another one she hadn't seen in a while. At the mention of them all, she looked around. Nope, they weren't there. Where WERE they all? Hmm...probably all enjoying the weather. Even though it was really cold. "Yeah. Just you and me. Kind of." And a couple kids I don't much know, of course...

Yes, or, no. Er, what?

"Most of the times we went to the games, if I didn't go with grandpa, then he was with me" yes, he was never in those private stands, sadly, apparently he was too active to be in there. But it didn't matter where he sat, as long as he was in there.

Oh! She knows Miranda! And most Huffies probably do, except him, for being lost. "She seems like a good friend" because she brought her friend a souvenir, "And I did! With my dad and stepmom. Kaika also went, but not with us" she'd just graduated, perhaps she wanted to do things on her own? THAT was silly of her, but, never mind. "And England won! And my favorite player was in there! It was all fun" of course it was, and Emalyn should totally go to the next Quidditch World Cup!

He nodded, and nodded, and nodded, and nodded, because Emalyn was being right. Everyone speaking 'Quidditch' is always right. Except when they're on the opposing team. But they weren't discussing teams, nor 'Quidditch' per say, but it was all right. "Well, things happen for a reason, and perhaps I do need some time to get used to things" another nod, and his eyes fell on the girl's bag, "You never told me, what color is your pygmy puff?" his eyes were now on Emalyn, who could've so easily mistaken her seat for a bed.

What? Gilderoy? Oh, no! He hadn't notice that! "I suppose he has" another shrug, but, maybe he'll have to take his owl to Diagon Alley another time and ask the woman at Eeylops. Certainly.

They're not? Then why are there only girls! Jake? Who's Jake? AND...his eyes widened, and he practically jumped from his seat when he heard the name! "Aaron? Rose? Is he on the team?! Wow. That's amazing! His sister was my sister's Captain, you know? Amelia Rose, you know her?" she went to Professional Quidditch after Hogwarts, not sure what she's doing now.

But the next thing made him sit straight again, "I don't know, I'm not sure what happened there, you could ask her, because if I tell you...whatever I tell you will be based only on assumptions, and I prefer facts" and he had no facts about that, he was very young when many things happened. He doesn't even remember his mom, except from pictures. He was too young.

Mmmhmm. Very nice of him. Then again, his uncle always favored Kaika from the two of them. So did Crabby, the house elf. And apparently, grandpa too, sometimes.

Oh, no, Emalyn forgot a couple more people."And your pygmy puff, and the other Huffies here" which he had no idea who they were, but they were still in the room.

Nymphy walked back into the common room and decided to eat. He summoned a few chocolate frogs form his large stash and ate vigourously. WHen he finished, he examined the cards. He got a Dumbledore, a Helga Hufflepuff, and Studdy Boardmen. The first two were repats, but he had never even heard of Stubby. It was, however, a new card forr his collecton so he could care less who Stubby Boardmen was.

Anastasia walked down the stairs from the dormitory into the common room. Her first year hadn't been all that excitingyet, she needed some spice, yeah?

She opened her book on Transfiguration, which was written entirely in Russian,and began to read.

Arya made her way into the common room with her new purple pygmy puff on her shoulder and her kitten in her arms. It was the only way she could get Perseus to come seeing how he was slightly jealous of her new pet. Spoting her friend reading a she walked over to her and took a seat on the couch. "Hey Anastasia! How goes it?"

As she sat with her friend, Arya's eyes began to wonder over to a boy sitting by himself eating chocolate frogs. Smiling at the boy she waved at him with a free hand. She found it strange that they had never meet before.

Nymphy saw a girl waving and decided to go over and introduce himself. He brought some more chocolate frogs to ensure a welcome reception. "Have a frog!" he said, giving one to her and her freind. "My name is Nymphy, first year Hufflepuff. and you are?" he asked.

"Thanks!"She gratefully took the chocolate frog and began to open it. Perseus hoped off her lap and climbed onto the arm of the chair, looking at the boy. "I'm Arya, first year as well. That's Perseus, he's my kitten and this liitle guy is Smore."She motioned first to her grey tabby and then to the purple pygmy puff on her shoulder."I like your hair."

"Thanks. I can do your if you like. I've done several others already." he said, looking for one to be an example but none were there. "Nice to meet you, and you...and you" he said, gestering first to Arya, then to Perseus, then to Smore. "Enjoying yourself?" he asked.

"Nooo thank you!"She ran her fingers through her hair, she loved her black hair and wouldn't change its color for the world. She grined as he greeted her pets. "Yea, just woke up from a nap and I'll probably be heading off to get some food later. What about you?"

"Just tried to get food, but the Hall is closed for the slumber party!" he said, putting sarcastic enphisis in the last two words. He did not particularly dislike the slumber party, but it had closed him out when he desparatly wanted food. "That's why I'm eating these frogs" he said, gesturing to one." He sat back in his arm chair and sighed, "Are you on the Quidditch team?" he asked.

Arya laughed at the boy who didn't seem happy about the slumber party. "I know I plan on goin later. I'm sure they'll have food to eat, the best slumber parties do."She took a bit out of her frog and shook her head to his question. "Nope, do really care for the sport. What about you?"

"I tried out, didn't make it. but i think the captain saw me at the open practice and i think she liked my playing." he said, with glory. There was a moment that he saw himself keeping for Hufflepuff, the whole of the house cheering and then he was back.

"Did you do that Muggle Studies homework? I hope I did well, but one never knows." he said, thinking.

"Maybe you'll make it next year."He seem to have the drive for the sport so Arya figured him a good player in her mind. Petting Smore she thought about the Muggle Studies homework. "No, but the class is cool. I'm not gonna do it til later this week. You?"

"Finshed and turned in, but i think I should have put more enphisis on the Muggle part of the Olympics....." he said, trying to remember; trying to justify. "Want another chocolate frog?" he asked, seeing the empty wrapper.

"No thanks.."She was saving herself for the party. "Have you ever watched the olympics on TV? Or been to one?"Arya always watched it on TV with her family, but she would love to go to the olympics one day.

"Ya, me and my uncle watched in in a Muggle reseraunt. We don't have a TV." he said. "How about you? Ever been to one? What's your favorite event?" he asked, comparing.

"Ah. That's good." Just imagine what might happen to an unsupervised little boy running around the stands? Although...well, if it were her, she wouldn't mind.

Ema nodded then. "Yes, she is. Have you met her yet?" Now might not be the BEST time... "I wonder if she's gotten those...umm...I mean, I wonder if she's gotten her...homework done yet." Best not to bring up Miranda's devil horns to anyone without permission. Oh good, Kaika got to go. Ema figured she would have gone either way, but it was good to hear that she had made it. Not that there was any reason why she WOULDN'T go. "Oh, who's your favorite player?"

"Right. Doesn't hurt to let things sink in. Do you have a favorite subject yet?" she couldn't remember having just one in her first year...though she was quite drawn to muggle studies, even though she didn't learn much then. Now it was Charms. "Oh, sorry...forgot you asked that. He's purple. His name is Mr. Marbles." she said, bending down to retrieve her bag. "Do you want to see him?" Ema would hopefully be able to wake him up if he did.

Ema was surprised by the reaction. "Mmhmm, Aaron's on the team. Keeper." Such a little keeper. Amelia Rose. That name was MORE than familiar, she had seen it in places...probably the locker room. "Oooh yeah, I've HEARD of her. She left before I came to Hogwarts, though." Hmm...it would've been cool to know her captain's captain. Or to know her captain's captain's captain's captain! Amelia...Rapunzel...Kaika...Miranda! Or...well, she assumed that's how it went.

Ema nodded understandingly. "Yeah...best not to assume anything." Quite an awkward subject to ask directly though. Treyen liked to blab...a lot. But at least he blabbed about facts. It made it more tolerable.

Ema looked up and took a sweeping glance around the room. "Er - yeah. Not just us." People, people, roundabout. Always there, without a doubt. Quiet, quiet, not a peep. They breathe silently but rarely speak. Sneaky, sneaky, they may seem. But don't be troubled, unless they scream. Watching, watching, they will be. Always there, watching me. "Course not."

"We have a tv in our house cause my mom's a muggle. But I haven't been to one yet. My favorite event is gymnastics cause I compete, well I used to before I came here."He mind wondered slightly back to her competitions, she was gonna miss them.

Cadence curled up in a chair by the fire, wondering where any of her friends were. It had been a couple days since she had seen any of them. She pulled out her parchment, quill, and ink, and began writing her first official letter to her parents. Her first letter in three years. She was absolutely bubbling to the brim with excitement. Nothing could put a damper on her spirits for very long, even her sadness over giving up friendship with Tyler didn't last very long. She has too many other things to be happy about.

"Thats awesome. You should still do it!" he said, firmly. "Just ecasue your a wizard doesn't mean you have to stop doing the fun things you love. Right not you could go down to the room of requirment and ask for a state-of-the-art gymnastics practice area and it'll become one. That's where I practice French Horn" he said, excited that his one of his favorite subject (the French Horn) had come up without him forcing it as usual.

He saw Cadecne and thought it'd be a good idea for these girls to meet "Oy, Cadence. Over here!" he said, gesturing. "There's someone I want you to meet."

Cadence was very intently writing her letter, curled up in the chair, when she heard someone say her name. Looking up, she saw Nymphy talking to Arya, that really energetic girl she had met in Muggle Studies the same day she had met Nate. She probably wouldn't have remembered her name if the girl didn't have the same name as her owl. She gave a little wave and said, "Hi Nymphy! Hi Arya!"

"Ah, you two have met" he said, recognizing Cadence's use of Arya's name without being introduced. "No wonder, two such brilliant girls as yourselves!" he said, beaming. "Come join us" he said, beckoning. "How are you?" he added.

Cadence looked down at her letter to her parents and bit her lip slightly. She figured she could finished this later. She screwed the lid back on her ink and rolled the parchment back up. Carrying everything with her, she carried them over to where the other two sat. "I'm excellent. How about you?"

Arya thought about Nymphy's words, she had never thought about going to the room of requirement to do gymnastics, but the more she thought about it the better the idea sounded to her. "I should really try that some times, thanks for the idea Nymphy!" Her eyes lit up when she heard he played an instrument."You play the horn, I play the piano! We should play together sometime."

She looked from the boy to see who he was calling over. Smiling she waved at the girl she meet in Muggle Studies, remembering that her owl had the same name as Arya."Hey Candace, I've been good. How 'bout you?"

"That would be so awesome! A piano French Horn duet would be very beautiful!" he said, looking at oth the girls. "Do you play anyting Cadence?" he asked.