Okay, it was official. Ravenclaw was definitely THEE coolest house in all of Hogwarts. So many parties, mattress surfing... yeah. Coolest ever.

And plus, there was awesome cake. And music! Kel was a happy camper. The only thing was that he couldn't see anyone that he knew. Sigh. Time to make new friends, then? After saying a loud "Good job, Quidditch team," Kel went straight for the food table. Yummeh.

A victory for Ravenclaw was like some kind of weird 'on' switch for Becca's desire to be social. She was just floating from one person to the next, as if she was the life of the party.

Haha. What a joke.

"Thank you, kind sir," she replied, picking up one of the plates of cake behind her and handing it over to him as he walked over. "Despite what that kid over there says, the cake isn't evil, I promise. It's GOOOD cake. Crazy good." Mmmm.

"You're welcome," Kel answered cheerfully, smiling and nodding his head in thanks as the girl handed him a plate. He reached for a piece of cake, just as she said it wasn't evil. Which made him a bit suspicious. But it did look crazy good... so he got a piece, picked up a fork, and took a bite.

"I completely agree. Crazy good." He said, nodding. "I'm Keltan, by the way. Kel. And you are?" He paused for a second. "What position do you play on the team?" he questioned curiously. Despite his goal for the term, he hadn't gone to every quidditch game, and he only knew like, two people from the team. Sadness.

"I'm glad you concur," she smiled. "I'm Becca - Becca Parker - Keeper extraordinaire." Whoops. She did it again. "Keltan is a very intriguing name. I like it." Nice save, Becca. "You look like you have a pretty good build. You're just not a Quidditch person?" Always looking for recruits for next year when she was gone.

"Pleasure to meet you, Becca." Kel was about to hold out a hand for her to shake, before he remembered he was holding a plate of cake. Well... he was sure she'd understand - he couldn't risk dropping his cake. He chuckled lightly at the rest of her introduction, and again when she complimented his name. "Well, thanks! At least my name's intriguing. And I've seen you play before - you're good." She nodded once before going back to his cake.

He sort of choked on the piece of cake he was eating when she started talking about him again. A pretty good build? Huh. He'd never thought about it, really. He shrugged. "I like Quidditch, yeah. Chaser and Keeper especially. But I'm not exactly good at it." With was sad, really.

Ellie stepped up to Becca and... some other older kid.

"Cakes delicious, eh?" she said, shoveling another forkful in her mouth. She'd never really talked to Becca before, but they were on the team together, so random conversation starting was allowed, right? Right.

Mina ran in and giggled. Yes, she had seen the cakes and one of them had her name all over it! They had really done it and she got to play for part of the match. So all in all, she was pumped over everything.

Running over to the table, she eyes the cakes and giggled more.

Aw, he thought she was good! Becca liked this kid. He knew what was good in life. "Thank you, Kel. I'm glad you think so." Any guy who appreciated talent was okay in her book.

With a final bite of her cake, Becca looked down at her empty plate, then back at the massive amount of Quidditch stadium cake that was left. So, naturally, she cut herself another piece of cake, this time one of the three golden hoops at one end of the cake.

"Chaser and Keeper are fun," she agreed, scooping into the cake with her fork. "My official position on the roster was Chaser for this term. I have a pretty accurate arm, but we soon learned that I can make some killer saves." After all, she only let the quaffle slip by her once the entire match, and that was only because she got distracted by the Seekers going into a dive. In Becca's mind, that one didn't even really count because she didn't even really TRY to get it. She could've stopped it if she wanted to. Definitely.

"Hmm, I bet you'd be better than you think. Have you ever tried out for the team before?"

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Ellie stepped up to Becca and... some other older kid.

"Cakes delicious, eh?" she said, shoveling another forkful in her mouth. She'd never really talked to Becca before, but they were on the team together, so random conversation starting was allowed, right? Right.

"Definitely," Becca laughed at Ellie when she shoved cake in her mouth. Then she retaliated by doing the same. CAKEEE. "Don'tchu fink 'el shou' try ou' fo' Quidditch 'ex ferm?"

She learned that mouthful!talk from Lainey.

Ellie nodded her head while she swallowed her mouthful. She looked up at the boy, "You so should!" Mhm! And how she understood Becca through all that, she guessed was her practice in listening to her brother's lenglthly, full-mouthed conversations.

Nia laughed. "What have you been doing?" Nia asked, looking at Jacob doubtfully. Cake all over his face. Such a waste. Unless he thought it was good for his skin, a la Mrs. Doubtfire in the muggle film. But that'd be weird, right?! She took another bite of her own piece. She laughed as Becca teaed him a bit, and leant in too. "And a bit just here," she added, pointing to her forehead, just below the hair line.

"And I'm inclinded to agree with Becca, it's a stupendous cake." Yes. Whoever had made it had done a good job so quickly after the match.
Aha, he saw! And was coming towards her. Nia turned slightly, so that Jacob was situated just so that Becca wouldn't see the transition. "Such a waste of a good cake," Nia said with a shake of her head, slipping what she had under her robes to JD. Hopefully he knew what to from there.
Nia heard a giggling behind her, and turned to see who'd come in. "Yay Mina!" she said with smiled as the girl headed straight for the cake. "Which stand you opting for?"

Michelle hurried inside the Quidditch Party excitedly, bumping into the team seeker by mistake and falling flat on her face. `Whoopsie-daisies, sorry Rebecca!' Chelle muttered, enraged at her own carelessness. `My fault, I got all excited and then this.' She touched her own nose gently to see if it was alright or bleeding. Luckily, it wasn't. She heaved a sigh of relief as she was phobic to blood. `Are you all right?' she asked Rebecca. Thankfully, she hadn't fallen down like Chelle had, so she would be safe. Chelle's nose hurt like hell, but right now that didn't matter.

`Anyway, I just wanted to tell you guys that You People Were AWESOME out there!!! Congratulations!' Chelle said, half-screaming. She felt pretty stupid saying that after she bumped into Becca and made a fool of herself, but then again, that was why she was here. She intended to enjoy as much as she could. Ravenclaw truly was great.

Becca was nodding in agreement to Ellie, who somehow managed to successfully understand mouthful!talk with ease, when she was suddenly run into by a younger Ravenclaw who, for some reason, knew her name. She didn't fall over, but the cake on her plate went FLYING through the air and landed right on... Jacob?

Again?

Boy, that cake really WAS evil to him, wasn't it?

"Uhhh..." was the only thing she said before awkwardly pausing, shrugging at Ellie and Kel, then simply cutting herself a new piece of cake. It was like there was a nearly endless supply of cake, so why get upset when she could just get another?

No big deal.

Chelle stared at Rebecca as she cut herself another piece of cake as if NOTHING had changed. She felt weird, and embarassed that Jacob (yeah, Chelle knew everyone in the team by their names) was dressed in cake and it was all her own fault. But what could she do now? Enough chaos had been created already, and she didn't dare approach him with an apology. She just thought she had to, or it wouldn't be nice.

`Erm, sorry Jacob! I didn't mean to- you know...' Chelle ran out of words at that one, so she just looked at the floor guiltily, before heading over to where her friend Namitha was enjoying. `Hey Namitha!'

Kel half-smiled, seeing that she must've liked that compliment, at least a little bit. As he listened to her, he could tell that she knew she was a good player. Well, she'd probably been playing for a long time, and it wasn't like she seemed full of herself or anything.

When the other girl came over, Kel nodded a greeting to her before Becca started talking again. Paying close attention to what she said, while having food in her mouth, Kel was pretty sure Becca said something along the lines of Don't you think Bell should try out for Quidditch Ex's firm. And he didn't understand the question in the slightest.

But at the other girl's reply, Kel figured that he hadn't understood Becca right. Kel? Next term? That did make more sense... he shrugged. "I've never tried out before, but maybe I will next term." he said with a nod. It was his last term at Hogwarts, anyway, what could it hurt? And if he actually made it, that'd be really cool!

Jacob shook his head, as Becca and Nia pointed out the obvious icing on his face. He will NEVER go mattress surfing with cake, again. NEVER! Jacob just stood there, in one hand the plate with some smashed peices of cake still on it. And in the other, he held his beaters bat, for some reason it was also covered in icing. Jacob watched JD's snitch fly freely around the common room

Suddenly something soft landed on him, with a SLPAT! Jacob didn't even have to wonder what it was. He forced a smile and said sarcasticly "Perfect! Just what I needed!"... 'Breath... Breath... Breath'

Jacob's hand tightened around the bat, his knuckles turning white. He was fighting the urge to turn around and hit who ever just did that... he didn't want to start a fight at the party. He heard the apology, but didn't want to see who it was. It was bad enough. Jacob swung at the snitch angrily as it flew by him. (completely missing the tiny speedy ball, of course)

Mina smiled as she saw her captain. "Yay Nia. Great match," she replied as she eyes the stands. They looked so yummy and she was in the mood for some sugar. Reaching for one of the bigger ones, she giggled. Perhaps, she had way too much sugar after their match and the cake wasn't the best idea, but it was a party.

"I do believe this one," she smiled as she held it up. Glancing over, she noticed Jacob and giggled again. It wasn't nice to giggle, but it was rather a sight. Taking a step back, she started to nom nom on her cake.

SUGAR!

Becca swallowed her cake and nodded. "Good. You should. And if you don't, I'll know. I've got spies. They'll come rat you out. So I want to see you out there trying, okay?" She nudged his arm gently in an attempt to add some motivation.

Hm. People were just kind of standing around talking. Of course, there was the mattress surfing, but Becca wanted to stay closer to her teammates for the time being. So, she came up with a solution - sort of. After putting her cake down, she slipped around Jacob, snickering at him along the way, and turned the volume on the WWN even louder.

Without saying anything to anyone, Becca grabbed Kel's hand, pulled him into the middle of the room, and started dancing by herself, expecting him to follow suit.

She was the boogie woogie keeper girl.

A frazzled looking Celandine arrived to the common room with a STACK of books being levitated behind her. A STACK.

She definitely looked like she needed to relax, but was she going to? HMMMMMMMM.

...But just as soon as she started dancing, Miss 'OMG I Have To Study, Study, Study!' walked in. What a mood-killer.

"Kel, I trust that you'll take it from here," she gave the boy a firm nod and stormed right over to Cela, her face ANGRY, and not caring that she just had a massive mood change.

"Celandine whatever-your-middle-name-is Toussaint! What in the world are you doing?! Look around you! This is a P-A-R-T-Y! A PARTY, Cela! Do you know the meaning of that? Do you know how to support your house mates who just won a Quidditch match? Where's your house pride?! And these BOOKS following you? You stop that right now! Come play with us! We have CAKE! Look at you. You look miserable. QUIT IT!"

She was like a mother lecturing her four year-old child.

"Its Elodie." Celandine's eyes were all bleary from staring at pages and pages of text and she blinked a few times as Becca went all talky crazy. Hum. Was that what she was like? When she talked a lot? Did people think Cela was talky crazy tooooo?

STARE.

Rebecca Parker was questioning her house pride?!

*Le Gaspth!*

Cela ducked and the pile of books whizzed riiiight over her head and up the stairs to the dorm. The sound of them landing on the desk with a heavy thud was audible even down here.

"NEWTs Becca! NEWTs! I have to get twelve NEWTs!" Surely she got that right? Big brown eyes were wide and her uniform was askew. She actually looked like she'd been napping in the library, which wasn't far from the tru... wait. Cake?!

Celandine's nostrils flared and she sniffed it out. Cake?!!!

Wait.

Quidditch?

Cela gasped again, stricken.

"But I didn't even get to wave my pom-poms!" She wailed.

Stupid NEWTs!

o_____O

Becca just stood there, letting Cela tell her side. She watched her go from offended, to furious, then to completely devastated.

"You're right, Cela. You DIDN'T get to wave your pom-poms. It was your last chance to EVER do that for your Ravenclaw house mates, and you missed out because you were STUDYING. A few hours of your time really wouldn't have been so awful." Becca's face fell to a frown. Cela had been her yearmate for seven terms, but she missed out on the last opportunity to see her TOTALLY dominate as the Keeper.

"Well, it... doesn't matter anymore. It's over. And we're PARTYING," Becca gestured to the room around her. "Look, we've got cake, mattress surfing, music, excitement, adventure...! Come on. Just take an hour or so. Hang out. Re-LAX. Have some fun, okay? You need a break. NEWTs can wait a little bit."

*wibble*

Cela's lip poked out and literally wibbled, her big dark eyes widening and glistening, puppy dog style.

*Wiiiiiiibble*

... it totally would have broken Cope and Plym's hearts. So woulda.

*sniffle*

...

"What's mattress surfing?"

Becca blinked a few times.

Was she supposed to say something to that face Cela was making...?

Uhh. Anyway.

"You see that slide?" Becca pointed up to the massive slide that was extending down from the balcony. "No one's really taking advantage of the fun right now, but if you go up to the balcony you can ride a mattress down the slide! It's like a theme park in the common room." Not really. But she would say whatever to get Cela potentially excited and stay at the party.

About three seconds later Celandine was at the TOP of the slide and quite ready to ride a mattress.

She nudged one into place and jumped on it, riding down on her knees.

"Its kind of like sliding down the moving staircases only less deadly." She observed with breathless cheer.

Becca laughed as Cela raced up the stairs to the balcony. In the meantime, she grabbed a plate of good-sized cake and a fork then waited for Cela to come back down. She observed as her friend rode the mattress down the slide like she WAS that four year-old child again. When she came back over, Becca held out the cake to her. "Less deadly is good," she agreed firmly. "And there's nothing like some good Quidditch cake to add to the excitement."

Speaking of cake... where did Becca set her own plate down? Hmm.