Neptune skidded to a halt in front of the portrait of a very old, very regal looking man. Well. Portrait of a man. "Oh. How do you DO, kind sir? Your tie is so last season, but I forgive you!"

Neptune GIGGLED at him, curtsied, and then ran/skipped onward. "Hurry UP RAIDEN! You're SO slow, really. Don't you run at home?" He looked like a runner, though what a runner actually LOOKED like Neptune did not know. She GIGGLED and ran and skipped.

So FAST. Raiden made a face and hurried along behind her; good that his legs were long enough that he wasn't losing much ground.

"I'm a flier, Neptune," he called after her. He'd caught up with her when she'd stopped to comment the portrait's tie, but then she started off again. Sigh. Giving the portrait a faltering smile, and a word of apology for Neptune, he started after her again, hurrying to catch up. "Where are we going?"

He hadn't EATEN enough. Which... helped out with the whole hurrying to keep up with her thing, but... well it would suck later.

"Where ARE we going? It's not like I've ever been here before!" SILLY Raiden! Neptune stopped in front another portrait, stuck her TONGUE out at it, and waited for a reaction. Hmmm.

Ehhhhh?

"So you're just running around without any clue?" He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, slightly exasperated. The one who knew where he was going should be in front, not the one who had no clue. Silly... girl. "Well... Was there anywhere in the school that you wanted to go?"

Not her common room, he couldn't help with that. Nor his, because he was sure she wasn't allowed there. But... well he could show her where things were? Classrooms and stuff. That way she wouldn't get lost on her first day to classes and get in trouble and stuff.

Yes. Good idea.

"Without a clue? When you say it that way, you make me sound daft." Neptune touched her forefinger to her Ravenclaw crest on her robes, a certain sign that she was in fact in the SMART house. She had a clue. "So don't say it that way. YOU are my clue. YOU," Neptune backed up and TOUCHED his Prefect badge. "You you you!" GIGGLE GIGGLE GIGGGLE!

"I think I should like to just keep on this path here," Neptune pointed down the hallway, that actually ended at the staircases. "It's an adventure!!!"

Neptune wiggled her fingers up at his face, then took off running again. The heels of her shoes clopped loudly on the stone floor as she took off and rounded the corner.

Miles wandered the corridor's aimlessly singing 'Yellow Submarine' as he walked the site of the boxers he had lent Cela triggering the song to be stuck in his head unstoppably. "In the town where I was born, lived a man who sailed to sea, and he told us of his life, in the land of submarines. So we sailed on to the sun, till we found the sea green, and we lived beneath the waves, in our yellow submarine. We all live in yellow submarine, yellow submarine, yellow submarine. We all live in yellow submarine,
yellow submarine, yellow submarine. And our friends are all aboard, many more of them live next door, and the band begins to play." He started pretending to play the trumpet part when he heard a noise coming from one of the portraits and laughed as he recognized it as a trumpet sound. "Well my my. Even the portraits no The Beatles. That's when you know you've made it big time." He needed to come down here more often it would make his routes a lot more fun.

Fia moved down the hallway but stopped short when she heard...something strange. "Miles," she grinned as she knew that voice from anywhere. As soon as she walked up on him, she caught the tail end of his trumpet playing and she giggled.

"I love seeing you in a good mood," she giggled as she walked right next to him, stopped and placed her arms behind her back. She was still loving life now that she and Miles were back together.

Miles turned around as he heard a familiar voice and his grin grew as soon as he saw Fia, "Hey!" He wrapped his arms around her tightly and squeezed giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Well how could I not be happy." He looked at the portrait that had been playing the trouble and laughed, "Did you know this one plays the trumpet?"

He turned to look at her fully and smiled, "So what brings you down here?" Granted he hadn't seen her since his accident and missed her terribly so any excuse would be good in his eyes.

The way he greeted her sent the butterflies to her stomach. The wrapping of his arms around her and the kiss on the cheek was wonderful. "Hey yourself," Fia spoke up as she moved one arm around Miles. Her eyes immediately followed towards the portrait that he was speaking of and giggled lightly. "No I didn't know that."

She shrugged her shoulders to his next question with just a simple answer. "I just felt the need to get out and walk around for a bit but then I was going to come and find you at some point. I missed you." Time went by so fast.

Allison stormed through the portion of the portraits waving hello to some and smiling at others. Several waved others cursed and one or true were worried...

"Girlie! Yo! Yooooo-whooo! Where thou shall, my young lady? Not running from meh eh? I'm just a good ol' pirate!" a certain pirate screamed after her. He followed her from portrait to portrait until finally Allison stopped exasperated.

"Bloody hell old man! You are no pirate. You are dressed in Victorian clothing. You are not wearing a patch or a parrot on your shoulder. You lack dirt on your face and golden teeth! You are NO PIRATE!" Allison shrieked. Her reason for patience was long gone, and the chaos at the Great Hall had been to much for Allison. Stomping out she paused and returned.

The supposed pirate was still in the same place with wide eyes, "And NO! Do not think your sad face will change what I know. You were not painted a pirate. Live with it."

Feeling slightly bad Allison ascended towards the second floor.

Legend walked down the hall with his hands pushed into his pocked. Pausing at every other portrait he glanced up to see if one was looking at him. The one in front of him at the moment looked like it was set in a study or an office, there was only one person. An old grouchy looking man.

"Comb you're hair young man!" The man barked.

"Shut up! You're a painting! When you were made combs probably weren't even invented." Legend said running his hands through his blonde hair to get it messier. TAKE THAT. Legend began to walk away as the old painting man started to yell more insults. Stopping at a small picture he grinned as he noticed the young man in this one. Was sleeping.

After looking around to make sure no one was watching Legend pulled out a black muggle marker out of his pocket. Luckily this painting wasn't TOO high so he didn't have to stretch. Alternating between the markers in his pocket, Legend pulled away after 5 mintues, to admire his masterpiece. Grinning he stuffed the markers back into his pocket and continued to walk around the hall.

Lucy randomly walked into another corridor, not knowing where she was going because there were tears welling up in her eyes. What did she ever do wrong?? Sniff sniff.
She stopped and slumped against the wall, not acknowledging the talking portraits.
Cry cry cry. It only makes you feel better, right? WRONG. She wanted to leave this mess and go back home and never come back. EVER. She'd be homeschooled and play with Betty. Who needs friends??

Where could she be!? Tyler thought to himself as he looked all over for Lucy. Turn, walk straight, another turn here and another turn there. Tyler than found himself on the first floor. He looked at the portraits and kept walking.

"If you seek a red head girl, turn around and you've found treasure," said one of them. Tyler made a face and turned around. There she was. His favorite red head in the school. And she was crying. It broke Ty's heart knowing he was the one who caused tears in her eyes. He walked towards her and crouched down in front of her. "Hey Luce. Why are you crying?" he asked softly. Just slap yourself Tyler. It was obvious why.

Lucy heard footsteps and she quickly wiped her tears with the back of her hand. When she looked up, she noticed that it was just Tyler. Hugging her knees, she turned her face away from him, letting her hair cover part of her face. "What are you talking about, *sniff sniff* I'm not crying," She said. Oh, if was Betty was here now, she could tell her all of her problems! Yes, Betty was her pet sheep. Hehe.

Tyler moved Lucy's hair away from her face. He sighed and took Lucy's hand as he stood. Now thy were both standing. Ty hugged Luce and asked again, "Why are you crying?" Now if only Tyler could rememberthe spell from transfiguration class. Maybe and hopefully it can make things better.

Lucy felt him brishing her hair aside and then taking her hand, so they were in a standing position. And the she felt him hug her, and so she succumbed to tears again, quickly stopping herself and holding onto him tight. "I'm okay, no need to worry," She said with a slight hiccup. "I'm okay," She sliently repeated again, lightly brushing his hair with her hand.

Tyler didn't believe her nor was he buying the story that Luce was okay. He laid his chin on top of her head and sighed. "You don't sound okay to me. Do you want me to leave and just let you have some space?" he asked, slightly tightening his grip around her. If she only told him why she was feeling like this. Tyler would find a way to make Lucy feel better. Then it hit him. He had learned something useful in Transfiguration. Tyler let go of Lucy and turned away from her. He took out his wand and tried to remember the encantation. "Orchideous!" he said and swooped his wand in a circle, in front of him.

FAILLLLLL.

Tyler was never really good at transfiguaring but it never meant he'd give up that easily. Ty took a deep breath and tried again. "Orchideous!" he said and a bouquet of flowers appeared. Whoo! He got the charm down right this time. He turned back towards Lucy and smiled. "Well, then I hope these make you feel better," He kissed Lucy's forehead and headed back into the corridor.

Lucy tried to tell him what was wrong, but it wasn't making any sense to her, so she just shrugged when he asked if he should leave. She really didn't want him to leave. And then he turned around and murmurmed something twice. As she watcehd and wiped away the last of the tears, he turned back around and gave her flowers, which no doubt he had just conjured up. Her face broke into a smile but before she could thank him, he was leaving.
"TYLER! Come back," She yelled, hoping he had heard her. She smelled the flowers and they smelled really good. He was so sweet.

Tyler was waiting in the corridor, knowing Lucy would call him back. He heard her calling his name. Ty smirked to himself and walked back to Lucy. "You called for yours truely," he asked and chuckled. Leaning on the wall, Tyler smiled at Luce. "You like them?" he asked, twirling a strand of her red hair in his finger.

She sighed in relief as he came back, smirking, nevertheless. She grinned and nodded. "Yes, I really like them. Looks like someone paid attention in Transfiguration," She said with a giggle, all sad thoughts forgotten. She could never be angry at him, he was too sweet. Plus, she really didn't think she was angry at him; it must have been TrainGirl. She leaned in closer and wrapped her arms around his neck, planting a kiss on his cheek. "Thank you," She whispered softly in his ear.

"I'm glad," he smiled and brought her into a hug. Tyler chuckled as Lucy mentioned he had paid attention in Transfiguration class. Well he did kind of fall asleep but then woke up when he heard new spells and then saw butterflies. "You're welcome," he said and kissed her forehead again.

And this was why Lucy was going out with the sweetest guy in the world; because Tyler rocked. She smiled at him and poked his face--her favorite hobby. "It's stuffy in here, let's go outside or something," She said while trying to smooth out his hair. Unfortunately, he hated his hair if it wasn't messy so she messed it up again. And then she held out her hand so they could walk out of the corridor together. "I think I'll put these in my dorm later. My nightstand was starting to look a little boring," She said as she smelled the flowers again and smiled.

Tyler laughed at Lucy poking his face. He never understood why she did it, but he wasn't complaining. "Where outside do you want to go?" he asked as she began fixing his hair. Oh no. Non messy hair equals annoyed Tyler. But Lucy knew he preferred the hair messy and messed it up again. Yay! "Why don't we go by the lake for some fresh air? I'm sure your nightstand will now look wayyyyy better," he laughed and walked with Lucy, hand in hand, towards the lake.

Lucy grinned as he suggested the lake--her favorite place. "Sure, let's go!" She said enthusiastically. "And yeah, my nightstand will be the best ever," She said with a laugh. And then she walked with him out of the corridor, her hand clutched to his.