She nodded. "I would like to read some Wizard books..."

Brody led Annabelle through the school until her found a place where no one else was. He entered it and looked at her. "Belle," he started. No, that wouldn't work. What was the best way to start?

Annabelle let Brody lead her into this room. "What? Brody, what do you need to say?" Annabelle was getting scared. he isn't going to break up with me is he? She thought. NO why would he? He was too special to Annabelle.

Brody didn't say anything, he didn't know if he could. This wasn't something he could really do easily. He hugged her, tightly. It fellt sooo good. So he kissed her.

Annabelle, confused, as usual. But she didn't mind when Brody kissed her. She put her arms around his neck. She didn't want to let go.

Brody felt like he could stay there, and not move, forever. But of course he couldn't, he was needed elsewhere. "Annabelle," he said. "Come here." He took her hand and led her over to an empty part of a wall. He sat down and motioned for her to sit down next to him.

"Tell me why. Please?" Annabelle said in her perfect tone. She always had a good way of her tone's. She wanted to know. Immediately. She always got nervous when he wanted to "talk". But she would learn to live through it...

Brody recognized Annabelle's tone: she wanted to know what was happening now! But he wasn't sure how fast he could say what he had to say. He put his arm around Annabelle, and hoped that certain people wouldn't walk in. "I don't know. Let's just talk?" What were they going to talk about? "How has school been?"

"Brody??!! I want to know what you were going to say, please tell me?" Annabelle asked once again with the same tone. she looked at him with a begging face. She wanred to know soo badly. "Tell me, or, or.....or don't ever talk to me again." Annabelle said with a fierceness in her tone. When she wanted to know something she wanted to know immediately.

"Annabelle!" Brody was shocked. Why was she acting that way? He removed his arm from her shoulder and jumped up. "Don't be a brat!" Had he just said that? Yes, he did. Well, well.....

Well.

Annabelle looked at him, a tear began to form. "I just wanted you to tell me, and be telling the truth." Annabelle said. She looked up at his face, and began to cry. She got up and began to walk out. She stopped for a moment, looked back at Brody, more tears falling from her face, and kept walking.

"Annabelle!" Brody ran after her and wrapped his arms around her, to stop her from continuing walking. "I just wanted to talk! But since you want to talk about certain truthful things, I should tell you....." What was he going to say now? Um....

"I think we should break up." That didn't come out how it was spposed to. Well, he couldn't take it back now.

Annabelle spun around....looking him straight in the yes, tears still falling from her face. Then she heard him say it. She quickly jerked away from him, going into shock. She wobbled around a bit, then lost her balance, she was so dizzy from the shock, she fainted.

Brody rushed forward and caught Annabelle just before she hit the ground. He held her and waited for her to awaken.

Annabelle started to wake up. She could feel someone holding her but couldn't place whot was. When she was fully awake, then realized that it was Brody. "Get away!!!!!" Annabelle yelled. If he didn't want her than he shouldn't have caught her. She would have been fine then, because the second she said that she burst into tears. "Why.....are you....doing this....to me? I thought you loved me." Annabelle said between breaths, and crying. She tried to break from his tight hold on her, but she had failed at doing that.

"Annabelle," Brody said in frustration. "I did! But, I've moved on. I love someone else. I'm sorry, don't hate her. I would say don't hate me, but I don't think that's possible. Goodbye." He kissed her on the forehead then walked away. That was the hardest thing he had ever done. In his entire life.

Annabelle didn't want him to leave, "Brody, why? Don't leave." She said. But it was too late. She crawled over to a spot and lied down. She began to cry even harder. She had little screams. "NO BRODY! You weren't supposed to leave me!" Annabelle screamed. She began to feel dizzy again. She got up and began running, she didn't know where or cared why.

Patroclus was walking back after his swim in the Lake, he had his Rune Stones, so he was happy, so he decided to take a detour through the Armour Gallery.
As he walked he the looked at the suits of Armour, and they reminded him of their last DADA lesson, where enchanted suits had tried to destory house beach balls. He couldn't help but wonder whether it was any of this suits that had been those attacking them.
He stood up on his tippy toes and tried to peer into the faces helmets, at that moment the sun that lit the corridor was blocked by a passing cloud. The room instanly took on an eerie demeanor, and the hair on Patroclus head stood on end, and he could not help but shiver.
However that shiver was a big mistake.
As a reaction to his movements his bag slipped off his shoulder and hit the armour in the leg. The impact of the bag was enough to case the suit to begin to fall towards him.

"Oh No!" as it fell towards him Patroclus knew, He was in trouble.

Evelyn...was lost.

Or at least it felt like she was. Trying to find a peaceful and quiet place AWAY from Destiny and Marie was a bit tough, since there was hardly any place peaceful and quiet in the castle. She had thought of going back up to the Room or Requirement buuuut, she only made it this far before giving up. Why did it have to be on the seventh floor?!

However, she did find this neat place with all this armor. But, no matter how interested she was in it, she was still cautious as ever...even having her wand out. On her way here, she had found a few drips of water that definitely seemed not to be here, so she was just, on her guard. Walking as quietly as ever, the Slytherin peaked around a rather large armor statue...

...When there was a rather loud noise to the side of her. Looking over, in a split second, the fact that there was someone standing and a suit of armor was going to topple over them registered in her mind. A quick flick of her wrist however, she had her wand in hand and pointing at the suit of armor. "Immobulus!" she said, before looking at whoever it was in the way. "Move!"

With his eyes shut he waited for the impact that never came. Patroclus gingerly opened his eyes, to see the suit of armour hanging over him. Hearing someone cry "Move!" he did just that, he quickly moved out of the way, and turned to thank this savior.

It was a fellow third year, Evelyn, the Slytherin.
"Thanks," he said blushing, looking down at the ground, "I feel like a complete idiot." It was true, he did. He had nearly destroyed the suit of armour and himself.
"I am Patroclus, Patroclus Hudson, by the way," He knew her name, but he was sure she did not know his. He had bumped into her a few times, Muggle Studies, and then there was last year when he had fought against her, when she was possessed, but he was inlikely to remember his face.

Diana was wandering, feeling very lonely. She caught sight of Patroclus and another girl and waved to them, looking very forlorn. Just then she collided with another first year Hufflepuff and fell down." Damn..Can't you see.." She was about to continue when she caught a glimpse on Annabelle's face. Diana got up, bewildered to see her tear-stained face and extended a hand,in order to help her up.

Standing up straight, and finally taking a calming breath, Evelyn moved closer to see who it was that she saved.

Oh. It was him.

That weird guy who thought he was funny in Muggle Studies club. She should've let the armor smush him. Would probably knock some sense of humor in him. Bahaha! Oh Merlin, how she needed her own sense of humor updated. "Mmhmm." she mumbled, putting her wand back up her sleeve as she heard him thank her.

Looking back up to him and letting out a long breathe, unsure of how to get out of this situation, Evelyn decided to just smile a little and get the introductions over with. "I'm Evelyn Flores." she nodded at him after he introduced himself. He looked familiar...

Besides Muggle Studies club, did they have classes together? "So, what made you have the bright idea of being squashed by a suit of armor?"

Evelyn's reaction, was not calming his embrassement, "I was just staring at and I dropped my bag on it, and well Timber!" He tried to laugh it off, "but thanks again for saving me. It was would not have only hurt like hippogriff, but i would have also got detention for life. So that means I owe you one!" He smiled, trying to project an image of calm, cool and collectiveness.

"Enjoying our third year so far?" He knew he was making small talk, but she had just saved him, and he needed time to think of a way to repay her.

He dropped his bag on it? How in Merlin's name did that happen? Laughing along with him, slightly uncomfortable with the situation for some reason, she moved forward and stood slightly by him, staring at the tilted suit of armor.

"Don't mention it." she said quietly, bringing one finger up and moving the armor back into place before looking back at him. "Really...don't mention it." Ever. If people found out she helped a Gryffindor that she didn't know, well who knows what would happen. Especially if Kay or Rex found out. Eesh.

"Besides, I doubt you would get detention for life. I don't see any Professors stalking this place any time soon so a quick run for it wouldn't hurt anyone." Well, that's what she would do of course. After getting rid of all evidence that she was there... "And my third year...is alright so far. Nothing too terrible has happened..."

Except, the incident with Bibby. But that was during the summer, so it didn't count. "How about...you're a third year right?" He was in third year... right? Or...older. Glancing over at some random girl waving at them, Evelyn decided to just, push that to the back of her mind and focus on Patroclus. Not like, actual focus on him...just the conversation.

Patroclus was shocked by her laugh, he had the feel she was uncomfortable being there, "Okay, I wont tell anyone," he smiled slyly, "but I will always know" he added with a wink. He watched as she pushed the suit of armour back into place, she was diffently a 'go get 'em kinda' girl, he liked that.

"Well luckily the teachers will never known it happened...i hope," the thought crossed Patroclus' mind 'what if she dobs me in' but quickly pushed it to the side, he had gathered that Evelyn was a rather nice person. He smiled at her as she asked him a question, "Yeah I am a Third, geez am I that unimpressive, that you haven't heard of me" he joked, being Mr Popular was far from how Patroclus was, he was not shy, but diffently not an out there type of guy, "I am mates with Carter, i think he is dating a Slytherin Third year.... its not you is it? Not that i would have a problem with that if you were." He was tripping over himself now, which was unusual for him, he was usual very well spoken.