Cadence noticed that Nate didn't want to be anywhere near her. She did smell pretty awful. She hadn't even noticed because she'd been so angry at TheHair. Cadence would have to do a better job of watching her back now, no more letting her guard down when she was out in the open. Who knew what might happen next?

She sighed, looking at the two boys, and mumbled, more to herself than anyone else, "I'm so sick of feeling scared." Then she looked toward the castle, and tears filled her eyes. She had wanted to so badly to be back here, and here she was, smelling like dung, feeling like she could count the number of people on her side on one hand. "I'm going to go." she said abruptly, setting off for the castle with tears running down her face. She wasn't going to the Common Room. No way, not like this. Maybe she'd go see Mr. Masterson or Professor Pilliwickle... maybe they knew how to get rid of dungbomb stench because Cadence was pretty sure that smell didn't just wash out.

Lucy watched him as he tried to figure out if it really was her--she had forgotten about her hair. Reaching up to touch it, she smiled at him. "Yup, Blakey, it's me! And...you forgot to call me Juicy!" She said with a laugh. "I dyed it...you don't like it, do you?" She asked him a bit if a frown. She kinda missed her blonde hair, but the red was much more...her. Well, for now.

Melanie made her way down to the Student Garden, a bag filled with books slung over her shoulder, papers spilling this way and that in a most unorganized way.

The fourth year made her way over near the rows of flutterby bushes, taking a second to take in the flowery smell around her, before throwing herself onto the ground beside a cherry tree, leaning her back against it's truck.

Then she pretty much dumped her bag onto the ground, picking a Transfiguration textbook out of the pile as well as a piece of parchment. Melanie had resolved to study hear, instead of the library or the common room, simply because she was going to be working on her Transfiguration Homework... And if she was going to be conjuring butterflies or flowers... Well, outside was the place for them to be right?

Right. It took Melanie a few minutes to finish the beginning of the assignment. She worked through it steadily, pausing only once or twice to look up a few of the details she couldn't quite remember from the lesson.

Then, when she was satisfied, Melanie put a lid on her ink bottle and put away her quill, itching her cheek... and successfully leaving a multicolored streak from the ink, across her face. Melanie shoved the paper in her bag to hand in later.

She was ready to move on to the practical part of the Homework. Wand out, brows furrowed, and face drawn with concentration, Melanie thought HARD, centering her thoughts on flowers. She thought of BIG daisies, yellow and black like the Hufflepuff colors. Only... Melanie didn't exactly know what they were called. Hmpf. That didn't make a difference though. Or at least she didn't think it did. She just had to picture it in her mind....

So, naturally, she was the perfect PICTURE of concentration with a ridiculous expression on her face, and now sitting with her legs crossed as if she was meditating. However, despite this concentration, when Melanie swooped her wand in a circle, and spoke the word "Orchideous!" with the her best pronunciation, the the results were rather...

Disappointing. Heartbreaking. HORRIBLY UGLY AND UTTERLY DREADFUL.

Perhaps that was a bit of an overstatement though. They were just pink flowers instead of yellow ones. She wasn't quite sure why but Melanie wasn't so fond of pink. Surely her mistake was due to the overuse of pink around her though. Blaaaaaame Bunz. Psssh, it totally wasn't her fault. Perhaps if she tried again she'd get it?

Yes. And this time she'd close her eyes. Her face tightening with concentration once more, Melanie tossed the other flower aside, toward some cherry blossoms on the ground. Yeah. It could go see it's pink friends. Then, she held her wand erect in the air once more, doing the little twirly circular motion and.... she spoke. "Orchideous." The girl peeked out of one eye cautiously, but hopefully, as she felt something hit her leg and...

It was a green flower. GREEN. She liked green but, it was most certainly not YELLOW. She wanted a yellow one and she wouldn't feel as if she;d finished her task until she conjured one. So feeling rather frustrated with herself now, Melanie stood up. She repeated the incantation, making circles madly in the air, some of which.... didn't really look like circles.

"Orchideous."

Blue flower.

"Orchideous."

Red flower.

"Orchideous!"

PURPLE flower.

Melanie stared at it thoughtfully for a second, coming to the conclusion the Transfiguration professor would probably like it. She still wasn't satisfied though. For the sixth time, she said the spell's incantation.

"ORCH-I-DEEE-OUS!" she cried. And there it was, sitting right there on the ground. A yellow flower. A little shocked, but pleased all the same Melanie picked it up, and tucked it behind her ear cheerfully.

Success. It tasted so sweet. Picking up the other flowers dutifully and tucking them in her bag so she could put them on her bedside table later, with some water, Melanie gathered her books up, and tossed them into her bag. Then she deposited her wand in her pocket. With that task done, she ambled back to toward castle, stumbling over a tree root or so, a goofy looking grin of triumph on her face all the while.

Lucy entered the room, she needed someone to take to so she looked around to see if she could find someone around and then her eyes went on a boy sitting looking a bit bored May be i could join him she thought and when close towards him and said "Hey, i'm Lucy and in my second year and how about you" she asked rising her right hand towards him for a handshake.

Is there a new trend going around Hogwarts about dyeing hair? First Shana and now, Juicy. "I didn't call you Juicy on purpose. I couldn't believe it was YOU!" He said with furrowed brows as he eyed her.

"Hmmm..." He muttered and folded his arms. Giving her a scrutinizing look as he sucked in his bottom lip, Blake finally added, "You look fairly good, umm above average." He said in a serious tone and gave her a vague smile. Pahahah! He's joking, of course! He likes the red hair better!

Lucy felt like he was x-raying her as he stared at her. She sucked in her cheeks and bit her lip. "Well, it's only hair..." She said with a small grin. "It's not like I changed my personality! Right?" She said, really asking herself the question rather than Blake. Was it really that hard to recognize her???
And then she heard him say she was fairly good. She gave him a look, blinking profusely. He was joking, riiiiiiiiiight? And then she reached over and pinched his cheek. "Well, aren't you kind," She said in a sarcastic tone. As she stretched out her legs leaned her head back a bit, she said, "So, what's up? How's life at Hogwarts for ya?"

After his ultimate and epic FAIL at conjuring flowers for Healer Ashford, Aaron headed straight for outdoors. There was NO WAY he was going to plan on conjuring anything for anyone ever again. NO MORE embarrassing failures! Granted, who would want butterflies anyway? Especially from him; they'd probably only have one wing or no antennas or something ridiculously wrong with them. He needed to wait until he was like at LEAST fifteen before he started conjuring gifts for people.

But that's not to say he wouldn't try; and Professor Pickles (that was her name, right?) had to give him points for just trying. What is it, A for Effort? Hopefully.

Arriving at a the student gardens, the first year pondered for a moment. Was this even a good idea? What had the Professor lady said anyway? Something about butterflies liking flowers? Of course it didn't even occur to Aaron that these flowers wouldn't be good to destroy; nor did he even recall that the butterflies typically EAT flowers.

Flicking his wand, as he took a deep breath, Aaron then confidently (as any eleven year old could be, which usually added a hint of cockiness) said "Papilio!"

Much to his surprise though, a flock of about 3-4 ORANGE & BLACK monarch butterflies emerged from his wand. And immediately flocked to the nearest flower bush and devoured all the flowers on it.

Whoops ... hopefully, no one will notice

And with that, the small first year (grateful again for his very petite size) made a quick escape, hopeful no one saw him as the one to do it. And of course, like any inexperienced first year, he left the monarchs behind as evidence and to, unfortunately, devour more flowers.

It was obvious Celandine was distracted. Leaving her homework to the last minute? Not like her at all. So much was in her head. She'd avoided Hogsmeade like the plague because of the creepy feelings she was getting, avoided Tiberius because she'd felt super bad and weird about burning up his coupon, missed Copernicus to a painful degree, generally been in a non-Cela like bad mood, missed Professor Kazimeriz heaps and HEAPS and...

not done her Transfiguration homework.

So it was that she made her way to the gardens, wand in hand, intending to practice the spell a bit, simply because according to the homework, they were supposed to.

Would just a little bit be enough? Cela wasn't sure. She found a quiet spot and closed her eyes, just thinking...

She held her wand loosely and thought of butterflies, all sorts of colours, floating through her imagination. She could almost feel them tickling the insides of her eyelids as she imagined them. She had to admit even thinking about them was kind of making her feel a little bit more like her cheerful self. She opened her eyes and swished her wand, thinking Papilio, her minds eye still focused on butterflies.

And butterflies she got. Dozens of pink glasswings flowed from her mind, through her wand, and into the air around her. Their wings were slightly transparent except for a pink patch and Cela marveled at the way they caught the light.

She was smiling by now and a realisation came to her. She could control them like when you used Avis to conjure birds right? Like Papilio with...

"Oppungo!" Celandine didn't need to say it loud, her voice was sure but soft. There wasn't anything to attack of course, and Cela wasn't sure what butterflies could DO except... flutter threateningly or something, but they followed the swoop of her wand instantly, spiraling where she directed them, catching the light and the eye. They would make a good distraction in a duel.

She let the butterflies go, not quite feeling up to vanishing them when they were so pretty and all, so they just flew off, immediately heading to the puffapod flowers and flutterby bushes and joyfully feasting on the nectar.

Celandine watched for a few minutes in silence, then headed back up to the school, idly tapping her wand against her lips and changing the colour on them as she went.

Lucy does the cheek sucking a lot but it makes her look cute. Very cute. "Yeah, just hair but it makes you look verrrry different." He said with a slight nod of his head. Gosh, she seems like a completely new person.

Lucy's expressions gave it all. She was definitely not pleased to be rated average. He watched with furrowed brows as her hands reached for his face and then, she pinched his cheeks. He's NOT a kid, Lucy shouldn't pinch him again or he'd be compelled to tickle her. "You're so forgetful, Juicy. I told you, I'M NOT KIND! Anything but KIND!" Aww he may renounce but Blake is kind. Scooting towards Lucy, he rested his head on her shoulder and sighed, "Full of drama! It's ruining my grades." He muttered with frown. Sleepless nights and a broken heart keeps him pretty much busy. Le sigh. "What about you? I've been hearing certain 'things'..." Liiiar. Hehe. Heard nothing about anything.

Okay, enough about the hair--new subject please! Lucy just shook her head at his comment but smiled anyway. He'd get used to the hair eventually.
She laughed when he said he wasn't kind. "Aww, yes you are! Stop lying to yourself," She said as he sighed with his head on her shoulder. And the poor kid was troubled--Lucy knew how he felt. Life was always full of drama when you went to Hogwarts. "Aww, really? What happened?" She asked him. And then he asked about her. Wait--how could he have heard? Hmm. Perhaps he was lying. "What things?" She asked with a giggle, not giving anything away until he told her about his problems first.

He's not lying, right? He can't be kind but people keep telling him he is. Maybe he should be a little rude? Okay..stop it Blake. Not time for for this.

He's not going to tell her he's in LOVE with his BEST FRIEND! Or could he? Girls are good at giving advices and stuff. "Nothing happened. I'm just a bit confused and .. yeah." He's NOT going to open up first. Mwaha.

Scratching the back of his neck, Blake scrunched up his face. He had no idea about the thing he just mentioned but really, what is the hot topic in a teenage girls life?....Boys..yeah boys..BOYS!? Oh yes, boyssss. Smirking, Blake said, "About that guy everyone has been talking about. A certain bird tweeted to me that you two are an item now." Bulls eye? Definitely.

"Confused?" Lucy asked him with a skeptical look. "Confused about what?" She wished he would tell her--now she really wanted to know.
And if he wanted to know about her personal life, he was gonna have to give a little first. Hehe.
When he mentioned the GUY, Lucy smiled but looked away, trying to focus on the flowers in the garden, but a bit of pink could be seen on her cheeks. "What guy?" She said innocently, but then decided to compromise. She was good at making those. "Okay, fine," She said as she turned to look at him again. "I'll tell you about this GUY if you tell me what's bothering YOU. Do we have a deal?" She asked him with raised eyebrows.

Destiny was on another one of her missions. This one was a little more difficult than the rest, since it was really hard to find a cat. Cats were slier than a herd of Slytherins. Maybe..

She knew how much her cat liked grass, and where else but the student garden would she find more grass?

Walking in, Destiny called for her cat. Even if he was he, he would not answer. He was only concerned in eating grass and nothing would change that. She should've known to not get the cat that banged his head against the glass. But he was just the cuuutest little guy!

'Inspector Sly Moustache! Are you in herrrre?' She took a bag of treats out of her pocket and started to shake the bag. Maybe he would come running if he heard it. She waited a few moments and when he didn't come, she started walking again.

Walking, shaking the treats and a few pss, pss, psses later, Destiny saw from the corner of her eye, something moving in the grass. Mmhmm, Inspector Sly Moustache.

She slowly walked over to the kitten, as not not scare him, and what she saw would surely give Bunbury gray hairs. 'By Jove, Sly! What did you do?' The kitten did not seem to care that he was called out on his wrong-doings and he continued to eat at the flowers. Picking up the very bad cat, Destiny almost broke out into a run for it, before she thought of what would happen to the cat if someone found out he did that.

Tucking the cat under her left arm, Destiny pulled out her wand with her right hand. The kitten squirmed, but she had a good enough grasp on it, and it wouldn't get away again. He gave a faint meow and settled down after he realized he wasn't going anywhere. How was Destiny supposed to fix these flowers? Luckily, upon further inspection, Sly only managed to eat about three flowers. 'Lucky kitty.' Tapping her wand on a full, non-eaten flower and a clear Geminio later, Destiny had produced an exact copy of the flower. She didn't know how long the flower would last, but as long as she got out of there before she got caught, she didn't care.

Saying the charm a few more times, she produced the rest of the flowers. Ehh, it didn't look that bad, but she was proud of herself. She put her wand away and made a dash for it, the kitten in her arms meowing like crazy. He still wanted the flowers..

When the wave of homesickness had hit, Ivory thought of only one place to go. The garden....or the greenhouses which she'd go explore later today. But for now...the gardens that reminded her of her parent's one garden back home.

As she ambled through the beautifully kept greenery in her 'herb garb' and boots, she looked around in admiration at the plants.

Their optimism was to be admired. Didn’t they know frost was lurking in the shadows about to pounce? Yet, the flowers continued to dance in the sun.

Ivory breathed in the cool crisp air knowing it wouldn't be long before all the leaves made their descent and the trees and flowers would be left bereft of their company. At least until spring came.

Deciding the plants deserved a bit of care before winter, she made her way to the pink shed to retrieve a watering can.

As she stepped into the shed, she looked excitedly at impressive array of tools,buckets,and water cans that a garden of this magnitude needed.
Grabbing a few tools, a bucket, and a pink watering can, she set off toward the planters.

Setting all her stuff down, she rolled up her sleeves and took out her wand, the usual blue flame appearing at the tip. Smiling at the warmth in her hand, she gave her wand a gentle flourish. "Me and you are going to do something productive today." The flame flickered excitedly and Ivory let out a small laugh. If anyone saw her they'd probably think her strange for talking to her wand and even stranger when a few minutes later she started talking to the flowers.

Since she'd been a baby, her mother had always talked and sang to her plants and she'd passed on this habit to Ivory.

Running her hands over the petals of the nearest Excelsior's White Lilies, she marveled at their soft petals this close to winter.

"Hello lovlies." she said crouching down so she was face level with the flowers. "We should probably get the pleasantries out of the way."

Taking a leaf carefully in one of her hands, she cautiously shook it as she would a person's hand. "I'm Ivory and its an honor to make your acquaintance."

A gentle November breeze drifted by rustling the plant life and Ivory pretended as if it was a response.

"Nice to meet you too." she smiled. "Don't worry I don't mean any of you harm."

Leaning closer she whispered covertly, "I'm just gonna get some of those pesky weeds out of the way."

Grabbing her pink watering can, she pointed her wand into the pail and chanted aguamenti in a clear voice. In a weird vision of paradox, a clear stream of water erupted from the tip of the blue flame of her wand trickling merrily into the watering can.

Sure she could've just cast 'aguamenti' on the ground but she liked going through the processes she would've at home.

Holstering her wand, she crouched again. "I'm just going to wet the ground here a bit to make it easier to take them out." she reassured the plants."No worries, I won't overdo it."

Slowly she tipped the can until a gentle rain of water was falling over the soil around them. When she was satisfied it was moist enough, she knelled down this time addressing the weeds, after all they were plants too.

"Listen guys I know you love it here but I'm gonna have to relocate you." Patting a few of the straggling clumps, she grabbed her small hoe. "Your sucking all the nutrients for these lovely ladies, and that is not very gentlemanly of you. Don't worry I'll take you somewhere where you can be men and grow in peace."

And with that said, she began quietly singing as she gently but forcefully pulled out the weeds, placing them into the bucket.

"Little bread-and-butterflies kiss the tulips
And the sun is like a toy balloon
There are get-up-in-the-morning glories
In the golden afternoon..... "

Ivory knew that many people disliked weeding but her mother had taught her that they were plants just like all the rest. Poor things, just didn't know where to grow.

"There are dog and caterpillars and a copper centipede
Where the lazy daisies love the very peaceful life
They lead... "

She lost count of the times she'd spent in the garden with her mother just relocating the weeds that had appeared among all the unique plants. Her mother had designated huge patches of nicely fertilized soil in the front lawn just for them. In fact, she'd taken such good care of the weeds that the result was more of a very green grass.

"You can learn a lot of things from the flowers
For especially in the month of June
There's a wealth of happiness and romance
All in the golden afternoon ..."

After having done the entire 3 planters, she had to admit she was quite tired.

"It was a pleasure attending to you." She said to the now weedless flower patches. Another breeze danced the flowers in the air and she smiled.
"Yes, we must do this again sometime."

Giving a little curtsy and waving goodbye she took off down the path, with every intention of keeping her promise to the weeds and finding a place on the grounds where they could grow in peace.

OWowowow!! There were like a billion species of plants here and how could he find the cherry trees Professor Bunbury mentioned? Well, he had to examine the trees if he was intending to plant a tree, right? A baby tree indeed. So, the Gryffindor boy decided to have a walk around the Student Garden just to examine the order that went on here any maybe he could learn how to plant by observing...the plants.

He halted immediately when he saw the huge lilies floating gently on slightly, beautifully waving surface of the little pod. He knew someone who loved lilies and those were amazing however there was the fact that they also looked impossible to remove and carry around without being caught. *sigh* Hmm maybe he could find a way.

Where could she go and get maybe a moment of peace? Mina just needed a moment of her time. She would go to the Front Gate, but that would definitely the first place any of her friends would think to look for her. She wasn't exactly avoiding them, well a certain group of them yes, but the others she wasn't. She really couldn't believe the situation she had gotten herself into. She jsut needed to think everything, and she meant EVERYTHING,over in her head. So much was dropped on her in such a short time. Well a lot to the mind of a twelve-year old that is.

With her bag thrown over her should, she headed for the Student Garden. She always liked it last year, maybe the flowers could possible brighten her day and she could get some thinking down. Flowers did always make her smile and maybe just being there she would able to ease her way into being one with Herbology. It wasn't as if she didn't like it, she just wasn't all that great at it and that wasn't completely unacceptable to her.

At the first sight of some cherry blossoms, she smiled. Just the flowers to make her smile and forget about some of her troubles. She remembered them being in her tussie mussie last year. How things had changed so much since then. Walking around she found a brench near the pond. The lilies waving in the pond caught her attention, they did look very pretty waving about.

Sitting down she pulled her journal out and glanced up for the first time. She didn't even realize she wasn't alone, as she was probably too lost in her thoughts about randomness and lessons. Blinking for a second, she just watched him. He looked familiar but again sometimes everyone she saw looked familiar to her. Sighing softly, she shrugged and looked back down at the journal in her lap.

Josh walked closer to the edge of the pond and bent down to have a closer look of a lily, but of course as he usually did while examining something, he exeggerated that close watch part and was looking like as if he was about to dive headfirst in the pond. 'Ooo what are those yellow things at the middle of the flower? Interesting.' Then he looked a little bit to have a good sight of the gigantic leaves or whatever they were, they looked like it would be possible to float with it if he jumped on. Should he?

Well...he was about to do it rather unwillingly when he felt someone came along. Alarm! Alarm! He did not want a professor to see he was overly examining the pond flowers for they would get suspicious immediately. Hopefully managing his balance successfully so saving himself from diving in and became another lily, he looked around and spotted the Ravenclaw girl who had been sitting on the pink bench behind him. And she looked familiar, she was...she was...called Mina as far as he could remember. Carter mentioned her with that name, right? Yes, he did. ''Sooo...'' he said turning around and taking a few steps towards her ''...Mina, right? What is it that you are reading?''

Mina looked up as she heard her name. There stood the boy that looked so familiar to her and he knew her name. Yes, she realized why he looked so familiar now, he had asked to borrow her notebook in Ancient Runes. It was Josh, she did know him, well kind of. They were both second years and did have some muntual friends and all.

Blinking in slight surprise, she closed her journal quickly. "Yeah, Mina and you are Josh, right?" She really was sure that was his name. She did have a number of lessons with him and she wasn't really that bad with names. Hands still protective over her journal, she shrugged."Reading? On nothing, just writing some things down. You know random thoughts and stuff." she laughed nervously. Random silliness that even she was embarrassed to write and secrets that she probably shouldn't even put into words.

The thirteen year old boy smirked at the girl's sudden reaction to his voice and glanced at the notebook thing or whatever it was when she shut it promptly. To be honest that thnig would never take most of his attention if she had not reacted that way. ''True, i am Josh'' the Gryffindor replied with a cheerful tone as he walked forward till he was right before her.

''Writing things down'' he repeated slowly and looked at her face right after having another glimpse of the notebook thing. Why would someone rite down things in a Student Garden? Strange. Perhaps it was...''Ah, I see! You are writing in your diary about your boyfriend, right? Of course if you are not going to say that you are writing down the last notes that remained in your mind from the last class''...a diary. Girls did do such thnigs, did not they?

Mina looked up at him as she slide the journal back into her bag. "Boyfriend?" she laughed as she shook her head. That was funny he would say that. She didn't think some other second-year crushing on her classified as a boyfriend, but no one needed to know about that. "No boyfriend, so that means none to write about. It's more of a journal of things. Personal and scientific in ways." she explained. She had randomly jotted down the pros and cons for remaining friends with certain people and maybe there were some notes about her epic fail in 'Project Hair Flip' as well.

Shaking her head, she leaned back slightly on the bench with a slight laugh. "I still have a lot of notes from the last lesson swimming in my head, but those can wait to be written down." Lessons weren't the first things on her mind at the moment, but they weren't exactly the last either. She kind of had to solve this silly friendship with some people to deal with before she could freely do as she wanted and get back to the new normal self, she was growing to like. Glancing behind Josh, she returned her eyes to him. "So what were you just doing?" It just struck her odd to see him there now. She vaguely remembered his behaviour last term in Herbology and the thought of him here was a little strange to her now.

''Just kidding'' The boy laughed loudly when she repeated the term 'boyfriend', not that he tought she would not have one but because Josh surely was not a gossipy type of girl to discuss about boyfriends. ''Do not take everything i say seriously, i warn you'' he went on still laughing some ''Otherwise note that i am not responsible of what would happen''. Actually though this was also a joke, it had a bit of reality since he broke Mr. Stutters Jake's nose with one of his pranks. He could not say he liked Jake and that he was really sorry about him but he definitely did not mean to break his nose. Whatever.

''None to write about? But you just said personal and this includes you so you kinda write about yourself. It sounded interesting to me though, personal and scientific. Especially the scientific part'' he settled down right next to her on the bench. ''But i am sure you would not want it to interest me so don't worry. I take my words of being interested back. Mmmmhmmm okay i am not interested'' Aha, if she said notes about classes could wait than it meant Ravenclaws were not all classes and books freaks as they were claimed to be. So he was about to comment on that fact when she asked what he had been up to. ''Umm...i was...bored and ended up in here while walking around. Nothing peculiar, really, like yours''

Mina tilted her head as she watched him. She wondered if all the boys from Gryffindor were like this. "Well, Josh. I'll promise to not take everything you say seriously, if you do me the same honour." she smiled. She wasn't at all serious all the time and did on occasion joke and tease. "But I will keep that in mind to not you all that seriously."

"Writing about myself, you know that makes me sound vain. Which I'm not. It was mainly thoughts and ideas." she explained with a shrug. Yes, she did mention scientific. Stupid silly social experiment she was completely failing at. If she was the quitting type she would have seriously quit long ago, but the stubbornness in her held on. "It's really nothing to be too interested with. Just a silly thing that I'm doing for my cousin and her 'friend'. It's really silly considering hat they want me to do, but I won't bore you with the details." She had already told a few people about it and it was met with laughter and she wasn't in the mood to hear it again. "Well, it's a nice place to wander around. I'd personally like to wander the forest but one detention a year is more than enough for me." She did want to explore the Forbidden Forest again, but she did promise to do that with someone and wouldn't dare do it alone.

Josh looked down at the bench as Mina spoke the colour of it was distracting to him. ''Cool!'' he exclaimed as he looked up at her ''It should be hard to be serious all the time. Well at least for me, it definitely would be though i like to act.'' His mind, for a moment, wandered to Rose who was generally and recently more stern or he was just feeling like that, he was not sure. On the other hand she was not serious all the time, either. ''But people do change, right?'' he added absentmindedly without being aware that if it had any relation with what he said previously, well, his mind was busy.

Then he decided to focus on Mina instead of letting his mind to wander around other thoughts since it was not making him feel so good which was the very reason he was not so enthusiastic about doing a reading for himself in Ancient Runes. The professor agreed that he could do a reading for someone else and he still had not tried it maybe he could do one for Mina here. ''You sounded like my mum'' he said with a wide smile ''She always says that to the bright mind an idea sparks in a sudden and goes away quickly if you do not write it down at that very moment.'' Ah, yes his mother and her eccentrics. He was about to ask whether she would like him to do an Ancient Runes reading for her when she spoke again so okay he'd ask later. ''The forest?'' actually that was a good, no, a great idea. His face got illuminated with the idea of walking in the forest at night. Coolness! ''I did not know there was a such place like here till Bunbury mentioned me in her office. As you said, it is nice around here but the forest is surely a better idea. There are trees, flowers and other plants in there, too, i suppose, right?'' ohh Mina got detention too? He waved his hand and laughed ''I think they need to learn it is neither appropriate nor possible to discipline stundents with Detentions in a stupid dungeon''

Mina shrugged and looked out toward teh Forbidden Forest in thought. People were very capable of change, weren't they? She had changed since last year, so it made sense that others were just as capable. Blinking , she nodded her head and bit her lip. "I see it was people are always changing a little each day, they are never truly the same everyday." she offered as she shook her head slightly of the thoughts in her head. "Being serious all the time takes work, but personally I don't think I have what it takes to be that serious all the time. What's life if you can't have a little fun every now and then. We are young." she added with a smile.

Her eyes glanced back to the pond and focused on the lilies, a smile on her face. Ooo, pretty flowers. Hearing him mention his mother, she turned her head to look at him and let out a small laugh. "No one has ever compared me to their mother. I'm not sure how I should take that." she teased. His mum did have a good point though, it was just like that for her some times. Sometimes it was best to get write down the spark of wisdom the moment it strikes before it disappears. Smiling she let her eyes wander back to the water and lilies before her. "Yeah, you know I've always wanted to explore it and see what I could find there, but I'm thinking the risk of another detention is seriously stopping me." Seriously, the one detention she served was enough for her. It took her weeks for the song to finally leave her head. "I do like the garden, but I'm sure there is so much more in the forest, tree, flower, and plant wise." Thoughts of last year came to mind and she smiled at them. She did have last year running around looking for things for Herbology and Care of Magical Creatures. Noticing the movement of his hand, she looked at him. "You're telling me. I had to burn my robes after I did my time. I only go down there for potions lessons and no other reason. But maybe that is why they hold it there, you know to try to deter us from getting in trouble and what not, right?"

''Oooo right you have a good point there'' Josh remarked on her ideas of the change in people as he swang back and forward on the bench for a reason even unknown to himself. Maybe it was because of his excessive energy that he could not use up so well anymore since his mother forbid him to play Quidditch, ever again then he had to quit the Gryffindor team and so on. ''At both topics, actually. I must be crazy to make my brain busy with such things but the thnigs i have seen lately make me think of these'' Yes no wonder Rose changed a lot, he did realise the change with Destiny too though they were not that close then a letter came and tell him that his mum was pregnant. Merlin! Why did not they ask him if he wanted a sibling? Obviously no one cared about his thoughts.

Whatever. He joined her laughing about the comparison of his mum and Mina, he did not know Mina...yet...but in fact it looked like the only similarity between them was that they were both Ravenclaws. ''Well...i am not known uttering ordinary comments or comparisons. You might have noticed before''. So, she did not want to take the risk of suffering another detention. Quite reasonable, everybody would think that way right after paying a little visit to those dungeons bu Josh's matter was different. Since he thought his detention was unfair, he thought now he had the right to do anything that requires a detention. ''I understand. But thanks for the idea anyway, The Forbidden Forest is my next destination. Would you like me to bring you something from there?'' He he. Just to be polite and a little gentleman.

''Tree, flower, herb, fruit, the plant kind or from those much more things in the forest. A gigantic mushroom? I love gigantic mushroom and i hope there are gigantic mushrooms in the forest. That'd be lovely!'' Ooo yes the profile of a gigantic, dirty white mushroom was weirly appealing to him. Ooo mushroom! The next moment he snapped out of the idea of collecting mushroom when she voiced her ideas on the dungeons which made him nod a few times in agreement. ''Absolutely. I would prefer wetting my pants if the only toilet in school was in the dungeons.'' the Gryffindor stopped for a moment and chuckled ''Okay, i exaggerated as usual but you got the point. Yeah, the Dungeons are creepy. To be frank i feel a little bit uneasy at every Potions class. Why should it be dungeons anyway? Cannot people here mix things in a cauldron at some other place?''