With a graceful swish of her skirt (she'd been practising), Lauren swept along the corridor. Her little nose crinkled in distress.

There was nobody here. AT ALL. The Great Hall had been flooded with people. Lots of people. Pretty people. No one as pretty as her Ian Doodle though. Pout.

IAN DOODLE. Where was he? Their games of hide and seek had never gone on as long as THIS. Why was he not with her so she could snuggle him close and show him her growing collection of sparkly tiaras? They had yet to choose one for their Wedding Day!

...This was going to end in tears. She could just tell. Sniffle.

Madiison Winloch was … DISPLEASED.

One whole hour spent walking in this castle and not a SINGLE, SINGLE secret unlocked. No secret passages and no hidden rooms. It was almost as though those stories were just that. Stories. Myths. The redhead was starting to get impatient. Somewhere in the back of her mind she KNEW it wouldn’t be that easy to find a secret passage or hidden doorway but her brain absolutely refused to listen to reason. She wanted to find a doorway and she wanted it NOW.

Momentarily, the girl wondered if the stories about the Room of Requirement were true. Did it exist? Apparently a lot of people knew about it these days.

But where was it?

She had SPECIFICALLY told her father not to tell her the location of that room since she had been so determined to find it herself. Now the girl was starting to wonder if she should have just let him tell her.

Frown. Frown. Frown.

Students and Professors could hear the click-clacking of one's shoes gradually getting louder as Reese came into view. The 7th year was twirling a lock of her blonde hair around her index fingers as she smiled at a few people that were chatting in the corridor. She was actually heading to the fourth floor, because she needed to get some books so that she was able to begin studying for her NEWTs. True, she wasn't going to be taking NEWTs until a few more months, but she didn't want to be like Fyo who had crammed in all the information before the tests.

Delanie never failed to have her nose in a book. This was no exception. She was walking down the corridor, not really paying attention to where she was going. When her parents told her she had to go to Hogwarts, the sort of bribed her with a trip to a big bookstore in Rome, Italy, which resulted in tons of money being spent and many books being purchased. Since then, Delanie had been reading a new book nearly every day; she couldn't help it, she was somewhat of a literature nerd. Okay, a lot. But reading was educational! Yeah, let's stick with that excuse.
Before she had known what had happened, Delanie bumped right into somebody, resulting in her book tumbling out of her grasp. She gasped. Nuuuuu! She liked keeping her books in brand-new condition, and as she looked down, she could see the bent cover. Tear. Her eyes flashed back up to the person she had bumped into. "Reese? Reese Upstead? Oh gosh, I'm sorry for bumping into you! I wasn't watching where I was walking. Are you okay?"

One second Reese had a smile on her face and was happily walking down the corridor, the next second she found herself tumbling forwards. Luckly, the Prefect had caught her step before she smacked against the stone ground beneath her. She wiped the hair out of her face that had fallen out of place when that someone had ran into her. Now, who was that someone? She slowly turned around to face an apologizing Debbie. Wait, no, that wasn't her name. Delilah? No, that wasn't her name either.

"It's fine. I'm okay," she replied to the girl. "But, I don't think your book is okay." She had just noticed the book that was sitting near her shoe with a bent cover. A little magic could fix that, couldn't it? She believed it could. Magic could fix anything! She picked the book off the ground and handed it back to...to...DELANIE! Yeaaaah, that was her name.

"So, Delanie, hadn't you said you were related to Fallon?" She curiously asked, because she hadn't gotten the chance to finish her conversation with the girl at the start of the term feast since Reese had to leave to show the first years to the common room.

Delanie took the book meekly. "Thank you."
She nodded when Reese mentioned Fallon. "Yes. She's my older cousin. Practically my sister, since I'm an only child without siblings. She's really close to my father, Sean. You may know him."
Blah blah BLAH! She was babbling. Uh oh. Quickly, she shut her mouth to avoid further humiliation. "You mean a great deal to Fallon, in case you didn't know that. I know she's busy with traveling and hasn't had much time to speak to many people, but she does mention you quite often. She misses you." She smiled, hoping Reese didn't think she was a complete weirdo. "Have you heard from her lately?"

Older cousin? Hmm. Reese wondered why Fallon had never mention Delanie before. Even considering the fact that the Hufflepuff said they were almost like sibling, made her even more curious as to why she had never heard of Delanie before. "Sean," she repeated. That name rang a little bell inside that head of hers. "That name sounds familiar," she explained.

A little grin formed on Reese's face when Delanie mentioned meaning a great deal to Fallon. She was going to say that she didn't know that, but the girl had went on to talk about Fallon's traveling, so she thought it was best to not say it. "I miss her," she sighed. She really wished her friend was here for her last term. "Actually, I have," she answered Delanie's question. "I receieved two letters from her, but..." DARN! She had forgotten to reply to Fallon's last letter. "Sean," she randomly said Delanie's uncle's name again. "She mentioned Sean in the letter!" That's where she had heard his name before.

Delanie nodded. "My dad is her uncle. Uncle Sean."
Her eyes lit up when Reese mentioned getting letters from her. "That's great! She's been having trouble keeping up with anyone who isn't family, so I'm glad she was able to reach you." She beamed. "Did you know she's going to have a baby?" Delanie had been thrilled to learn that Fallon and her husband were expecting. She had always wanted a younger sibling, so Fallon's baby would sort of fill that void. Delanie had already vowed to spoil the baby like crazy.

Reese nodded. Everything that was in that letter was coming back to her now. "Yeah, she told me he occasionally went traveling with her and, um, Jacob," she said. Dear Merlin, she sure hoped she got his name right. Truthfully, she was about to say Jason, but Jacob sounded more right.

Upon hearing what the girl said next, it made Reese happy to know that Fallon had gotten in contact with her. "I'm glad she was able to reach me, too," she told her. "I never did speak to her often until she sent the first letter, now I know I can send her a letter whenever I need to talk to her." She nearly squealed when Delanie mentioned Fallon's expecting a child. "She did tell me!" She exclaimed. "I was so happy for her! She told me I better get use to being called Auntie Reese." She giggled at the thought of that.

"Yeah. I didn't travel with them, though; I'm not much of a traveler. I stayed home with mama. I don't know what I'm going to do when I have to start the family traveling thing." She kicked at the floor with her shoe. "I love Jacob! He's very nice, and good looking, too, I might add." She giggled.
She nodded as Reese spoke. "Yeah. Fallon's the type of person where you have to write her first before you get a response. She doesn't mean it in a bad way, that's just how she is. Terrible trait if you ask me, but that's Fallon!" So Reese knew about the baby too! Brilliant! Delanie beamed. "The night before I came to Hogwarts, Fallon found out she was having a girl. A girl! Can you believe it? Oh, I already know she's going to be a little mini-Fallon! Too cute!" The thought of her little cousin crawling around made her squeal in delight. Delanie had always been a sucker for babies, and this one was going to be her relative!

Fia sighed heavily out of breath. She'd been climbing, looking, and running around the castle but Miles was no where in sight. "I liked it better when we just had ONE floor," she mumbled to herself as she took off running down the hallway again. She couldn't believe the amount of energy her boyfriend had and frankly, she was tired! Easiest thing to do, go outside and have a look around the grounds. Yup! That's where she was going.

Lorelai looked up and down the corridor as she came to a final stop in the middle of it. Being LOST in this castle, was horrible. And she sincerely, did NOT like it. How could they build a castle so BIG, that people got LOST! And set curfews? How, on EARTH was she supposed to be back in her common room by whatever-blah-dee-blah time? Set of atleast five HOURS before? God, silly castle builders. You'd think they would take the students directional skills, which she lacked, into consideration. But no. They had to make it huge, and confusing, and all CORRIDORS!

AND SEVEN OR EIGHT FLOORS. However many there were, she knew now, she'd passed through them all in the last hour. All she WANTED was her common room. Hmpfh.

Slamming one foot down in anger, at the fact she was getting nowhere, Lorelai screamed once. Nothing too loud, nothing too long. It lasted a fraction of a second, and was just about loud enough for her to wince in pain. Obviously that wince in pain, was because she had broken her heel, and it was her foot heel that had hit the floor and was throbbing.

"OW. OW. OW. OW. OW." The floors were too hard.

Pierre smiled as he wandered through the castle. He was finally starting to learn the layout of it. He climbed the staircase and got off at the third floor. Wonder what's on this floor...

He was walking down the hallway, when he heard a girl screaming. He started to walk towards where the scream had come from. He spotted a girl, who was repeatedly saying 'Ow'. He noticed that her heel on her shoe was broken, which was probably why she was acting like she was in pain.

Pierre walked towards her. Before he was right next to her, he stopped momentarily so he wouldn't completely freak her out. "Are you all right?" He asked, every word unmistakably said with his French accent.

Shifting awquardly, Lorelai flicked her shoe off, and sat onto the floor rubbing at her sore foot, shooting glances at the broken shoe. Now she REALLY wanted her common room. And her trunk, and her bed. AND SOME SHOES THAT DIDNT BREAK!

GAH. Person. Her head snapped upwards and she half glared -totally unintentionally. "Of course I'm fine, I've just BROKEN a shoe, hurt my FOOT! And I'm exploring this castle, PITY, I'm lost right now." Oh, there was that much sarcasm inserted into that sentence, she could supply an earth.

"OF COURSE I'M NOT OKAY!" Grrr, people.

"Traveling isn't all that bad," Reese told Delanie. "Personally, I don't prefer traveling, but it's kinda cool to get out and see the world." She never really quite enjoyed the traveling she had done with Lima and the Lemurs, but she had enjoyed being with her friends during the traveling. Though, she promised herself that she wouldn't do any traveling once she got further into her music career. "Good looking? I'm glad to know he's pretty," she said with a smile. "I can wait to meet this Jacob."

She crossed her arms over her chest. "Fallon actually wrote me first," she pointed out. "It is a terrible to have a trait like that, but I'm really glad Fallon had wrote me first. I don't know if my owl would have been able to find her if I just tried to send her a letter." She could see poor Icee getting lost trying to find out where Fallon would be. "A girl? Ohmygosh. I'm so excited!" She exclaimed. "Has she chosen a name, yet?"

Pierre was taken aback by the girl's freak out. "Woah, calm down." He said as he back away slightly. He then mustered up his courage and looked back at the girl. "First off, it's just a shoe. If you can't departe with it, I can try and fix it for you. I'm really good at those charms. Second, if you want help around, I think I know basically the way around this castle, even though I'm pretty new here myself. But if you don't want my help, I'll just leave," he said rather sternly, his accent more apparant for the fact that he was angry.

Pierre then turned around to walk away. All I was going to do was help. Jeez. He kept walking down the hall. He was almost back to the turn towards the staircase.

Well, HE was RUDE! Hmpfh. Lorelai scowled and nodded along sarcastically while he talked. Because she totally really CARED if her outburst had offended him in anyway. NOT,. Gah, people. They were so annoying, and if they weren't annoying then they were the select minority that were her friends. Like, Adam, Goldie and Annie. THEY were her friends.

There was something about his voice. It had a twist of something that WASN'T english. To be honest, she could never tell the different between Russia and Rome. London and Lisbon. Glasgow and ... Ghana. Geographical? PSHH. Yeah right.

HEYY! HE WAS WALKING AWAY FROM HER.

"OI! WAIIIIIITTT!" She squealed after him. "If you CAAAAN fix my shoe, and save my life, THENN i'll let you help me find my common room. Because I'm totally, utterly, badly lost."

Pierre rolled his eyes as she called after him. He turned around to face her and raised an eyebrow. He was debating on whether or not he should help her. Seriously, she was rude to me. I shouldn't care whether or not that she's lost. He looked at her again. She looked like she really didn't have any idea where she was going. You might as well help her.

He let out a sigh. "I'll help you. One thing, you have to be a little bit nicer to me or I'll just leave you wherever we are and I won't care if you can't find your way or not."

Back to wandering the halls. Peyton looked down as she walked, not wanting to bump into anyone, but also not really wanting to recognise anyone. It didn't really matter, people usually ignored her anyway. Putting a hand into her robes, she ran her fingers over the intentional bumps and grooves in her wand.

Taking an individual tour around the castle, Vida was now on the thrid floor corridor. Realized that there was nothing much to see, but just the usual stone walls and one or two wandering students, she was about to turn away but noticed the outline of who Peyton she met in DA before school.

"Peyton! Hello!" she called out her, bit loudly, not really bothering abt others ears.

It was her, right? Vida's eyes never make mistake. Hehe..

Thinking about Torin and how blind he was to her obvious infatuation with him, Peyton kept looking down and didn't take notice of anyone around her. Until someone shouted her name. She looked up and walked towards the source of the noise, wondering who it was. It sounded like Vida, but in this school, you couldn't be sure of anything. It WAS Vida! "Hey Vida," she smiled "Y'alright?" she asked, trying to get Torin out of her mind. And where was Alice?

Vida reached her in just few leaps. She couldnt move around like a snail. Right?

Smiling at her recognition, Vida put her hand on her shoulder. "I'm fine, doing great. How about you?" her eyes were curious, intriguing, "You look like dreaming or something" she couldnt keep her thoughts with her, impossible.

Peyton looked at her shoulder as Vida's hand touched it. "I'm great." she grinned, looking at Vida. "No, not really.. I'm just thinking." she looked at her and smiled "Wandering around?" she grinned, hoping Vida wouldn't ask what she was thinking about.

Lorelai chuckled a little bit at the fact he was actually THINKING about helping her. Who had to think about it? It was simple, she was Lorelai Bristol, and he was accent!boy. Accent!boy should have been helping her right now. NOT thinking about it. Silly accent!boy.

Good accent!boy.

She smiled up at him, and reached out for the broken shoe; having to actually move to fully reach. Once it was in her hand, she poked it up in the air, in his direction. "You wouldn't do that."
Because Adam would tell him off then.