With small steps, Allison walked toward the portraits and looked for the man who claimed to be a pirate. The last time she had seen him he was running around acting like one even though he worse Victorian clothing. Finding the portrait she was just as surprised as he was when he removed the patch and hid the stuffed parrot.

"YOU!" The old man yelled.

"Um...yeah. Heee, well...um,"

"Devil spawn I call you!" the old man man hid behind a desk.

"Aw come on. No need to be so mean. I was having a bad day and--"

"And you took it out on me!" eyes peeking behind the desk, "Devil spawn!"

"You know you are being really really rude. I came here to say sorry and you call me those ugly things!"

"To apologize? The young evil is here to say sorry?" Rising from the back of the desk the old man grabbed for a hat and sat at the edge of the desk. Staring out of the portrait, he gave a definite shake of head, "I don't believe it..."

"Yes. I'm very sorry for being mean. BUT you are not a pirate...."

"Doesn't mean I wouldn't want to be one."

"Anywho. Dun matter. I said sorry. Good day sir. I'll visit you some other time."

"Wait! No! Not fair! You're leaving so soon?" Once again the old man got out of his portrait and followed her through others. "That's not appropriate! You young fellows these days don't have any education whatsoever."

That made Allison pause.

"Well I don't forgive you," the old man crossed his arms and gave Allison a huge smirk.

Tapping her foot as if considering saying sorry again Allison rolled her eyes, shrugged and walked away.

"Young lady? Wait...young lady! Young lady! YOOOOOUNG LAAAADY!"

Jacklyn Caroline walks along the hallway crying. "I wish I had some friends," she sobs, "or even a boyfriend, oh I remember being 8 in France and having a boyfriend. OH I wish I could go back."
"Then go back" a portrait yells at me.
"SHUT UP" I yell back and sink down to the ground sit their and cry.

Cleo hadnt been doing much for much of the day let alone the week.It was a pretty slow an boring week but there we go.Something that was common for the first years of Hogwarts.It felt weird seeing as she knew that it was all going to get worse with course work and other pieces of work that have to be at top grades!

Something struck Cleo in a small moment.She turned on her heel and faced back down the hall as she saw a girl sat down against the wall crying.She frowned a little and walked over to her gentle."Are you ok?"Cleo asked softly as she bent down next to the girl.