Cass walked into the library with a good mystery book in hand. It has been a while since she read anything that weren't connected to school work. She made her way to one of the plush chairs...then she noticed Fee at a corner, reading a book. She looked, down. Sad even. So she headed over for that direction, curled herself up on the chair, set her book aside and said "Fee, what's wrong?"

Fee looked up from her thriller.Oh it was Cass.
Sighing she closed the book and tried to smile at best friend.

"Its... nothing", she said her voice cracking a bit.

Edmond was leavin her and she didnt even now when. Besides that she couldnt find him to spend time with him.

Her life couldnt be worse at the moment.

Cass raised an eyebrow at her "No way, this is not nothing. What's wrong?"

Fee sighed heavily. Did she really have to talk about it? Ahh man...

"EdmondisleavingforDurmstrang",she said in a rush.

Perfect, now she said it. Dont cry Fee. DONT.

Enya walked - loudly - into the quite library and looked around. She didn't see Louisa anywhere. Hump. She was suppose to have met the girl here, She didn't like being set up. It was one thing for her to actually step into the library another to do it for a friend.

Sigh.

Enya walked around the library bookcases while she peeked around for Louisa. After a while she saw her, sitting alone reading a book. Gah a book! How boring! Walking over she threw herself into the seat opposite her and spoke in a loud voice.

"Your not easy to find"

Cass was stunned. She was shocked. She ran out of synonyms for the particular emotion. She stood up from her chair and enveloped her bestie in a fierce hug. "Fee, I am so so sorry..."

Tossing another book onto the table in front of her, Cosette tucked her legs and feet underneath her as she snuggled herself on the sofa in the far corner of the Library. She let out a soft sigh, stretching her arms up over her head, feeling her shoulders roll around in their sockets. "Oui, back to studying." She reminded herself. Her schoolwork was all done and her "friends", if you could call them that, were all out gallivanting without a care in the world. Ha. She bit on the side of her lip before picking up a copy of The Dark Arts Outsmarted. This was work study. She needed to at least wow her father the next time she saw him. Since she never went home over the winter break, she would hopefully see him over the Summer.

Rolling her wand in her fingers, she stuck it up in her curled blond hair behind her ear before opening the book to the ninth chapter. Resting the book in her lap, she smiled at how the dark binding contrasted with the brightness of her orange dress. She had been in the mood of wearing dresses lately, though she didn't quite know why. It was because of him. Nibbling on her lip once more, she scoffed at her own thoughts. "Non, non." She tried to reassure herself. She just.. wanted to be more womanly. That had to be the case.

Noel was beginning to think he was going a little overboard on this studying. Moving onto the third task and all, he wanted to know anything and everything that could benefit him in the task. Who knew what dangers could lay waiting for them in there, which is mostly what he was studying about. What did these objects he'd obtained have to do with anything? A mirror? And runes...that he thought he he deciphered, though had no idea what it meant. Having had searched a great deal through the small library in the Ravenclaw tower, the seventh year decided it was time to take another trip to the library. So much more information in here.

Slowly making his way down the aisles, his eyes searched out for any history, creature, or spell book his eyes could lay upon and tried figured which one would really help him. Might as well take all of them? There could be information he missed and, well some of these books he had never seen before. They were fascinating. Holding about six or seven books, he continued towards the area where he had spoken to Rhea once before. That seemed like a rather comfortable place to do his studying.

But, it was already occupied? Pausing just at the end of an aisle, his blue eyes lingered on the blond beauty, staring at the smile on her lips. Interesting book? Placing his own pile on the table next to him, he moved forward a bit, sliding his hands into the pockets of his uniform pants. "Ze color, it looks très beau on you." he said quietly, his smile widening just a bit as his gaze went over the orange dress. It was nice.

Cosette could see movement from the corner of her eye as she read over the same paragraph for the third time. What was with her? She couldn't even read properly, her head was in such a whirl. Hearing a voice come from the side of her view, she grabbed her wand from behind her ear and moved fast, her left leg standing at a slant and her right knee kneeling on the sofa. Her free arm was propped on sofa while her right arm was pointing her wand at her unknown approacher. Oh. It was Noel. Feeling a slight flush take on her features, she nodded her head to him before standing up straight and patting down her dress. "Noel, I am zo zorry." She had lashed out on instinct and didn't even notice it was him. She needed to work on that, people always seemed to be sneaking up on her.

Biting her lip, she tucked away a few fly away blond curls before she smiled and looked down at her dress. Also the toppled Dark Arts book that had flew onto the ground when she got up. "Oh, merci." Feeling completely embarrassed, especially in front of him, she let out a soft chuckle before moving closer to him. "Been studying a lot? I 'ave not zeen you." Then again, she had been doing work work work in the girls dorm. She looked over at the toppling tower of books he had brought over. Placing a hand on his cheek, she smiled. Why had she gotten so mixed up with a guy who was just to good to be true? She had no idea what had gotten ahold of her. Shaking herself, on the inside, she cleared her throat before taking her hand off him and placing it in his hand.

"Come, you muzt sit and be merry wiz me before you go off into ze tazk, oui?" She smiled, pulling him over towards the sofa and sitting back the way she was before, her legs and feet tucked under her as she laid out her dress over her. She felt so unlike herself and yet she was.. liking it.

Oh, he wasn't expecting that. His smile faltered just a bit as his body tensed and eyebrows raised in surprise at the sudden wand pointing at him. Umm, he surrenders?

"It iz fine." he replied, shaking his head and relaxing once more, letting a goofy smile to replace the rather tense and worried expression on his features to lighten the mood. "I was too quiet, oui? Should have, coughed or somezing." From a mile away. She seemed rather absorbed in that book of hers, he doubted she'd notice a stampede of centaurs trampling by. Now that the little mishap was over, he let a regular happy smile show on his lips.

"I umm..." glancing over to the mound of books, he shrugged his shoulders and nodded his head, a low chuckle escaping him. "I guezz you could zay zat." He was sorry too that he had not been around to see her. The only times he took a break were for his jogs and just to get some fresh air for a moment or so. As her hand was placed against his cheek, he smiled back at her and was just about to take it, but she beat him to it.

"Alright. Of courze." he chuckled again, letting himself be led over to the sofa. Taking his seat next to her, he felt, a little less proper? Maybe he should sit up straight a bit more. Oui, he'll do that. "Zo, since I've practically chained myzelf to az many books possible, and haven't been able to see you, I am zorry about zat..." He should have taken the time out of studying. "But you must tell me, how you've been." He wanted to know. No hexes, oui?

Now she felt like a total nut job. Who in the wizarding world freaks out over a noise and nearly stuns her.. well, friend. Cosette wanted to put herself in a jelly leg jinx, she felt so embarrassed. It was only Noel. The Noel she couldn't get out of her head the past few days. Mind you, studying with a guy like him on the mind was a deadly combination. Giving him a soft smile, she rested her hands in her lap. She would pick up her book later. Right now she had time to be with him before running off to study land.

"Non, I get razer," She rolled her eyes up to look at the ceiling to find the right words. She got paranoid when she was alone and sees people lurk around her? She was antsy when it came to striking someone whom disrupted her? No, she could definitely not tell him that. Freak him out. "I get a little precautiouz when I am alone." That sounded fairly reasonable. "My pere alwayz told me to be on ze guard incaze zomething 'appenz." And she always stuck to that family rule. Even if it did add to some awkward conversations among simple passerby's. Nervously tucking away another curled strand behind her ear, she looked up at him. It had been awhile since she saw those blue eyes.

Don't you get all swoony, girl! Smiling, she moved a hand over and placed it on his. She didn't know why, but with the tournament and them always off in other directions, she just wanted to hold his hand and know he was right there. Right in front of her. And he was always warm, and she liked that. "I 'ave been shut in ze girlz dorm for dayz. Studying and doing ze schoolwork." Though she detested it and thought the teachers were mad and very bad at their teaching, she still did it. "Even on my birthday I stayed up there." Though she got an owl from her brother and a present from her father, she still knew she needed to get her work done.

Now his question startled her. How had she been? Telling the truth would be something she had been dealing with for the better few days, even though she had been trying to fight it. But she couldn't. She wasn't strong enough to fight the feelings of longing. "I 'ave.. been well." Lacing her long fingers in with his, she rubbed her thumb over the inside of his palm. She missed this. "Noel, I," feeling her voice give away, she closed her mouth and looked past him and at the bookshelves. What do you say at a time like this? Swallowing the ball in her throat, she gave him a smile, her gray eyes shimmering to look at him. "I mizzed you." Well.. she said something.

Oh, he saw what she meant now. "Zat iz good. You should be alert." He himself should be a bit more alert, and with the recent events, he had been. Jumpy, studying until his eyes stung, and...oui, he probably needed some sleep, so he was even more twitchy. But having a rather nice sleep the night before, he felt refreshed at the moment. It was even better that he was with Cosette again. "Just, don't hex me, oui?"

With a laughing smile, he turned his hand over and wrapped his around hers just the slightest. He missed the smoothness of her hands in his, so it was almost like a sigh of relief went through him now. With the easy smile on his face, his gaze move back up to those grey eyes, nodding slowly at what she was saying. It was getting close to the end of the school year, so obviously people would be studying...

...oh. Uh oh. Birthday? He missed her birthday? "Your birzday..." Oops! He...he could lie? He could, say he got her something but it was in the dormitories! Or he could, umm... "Seventeen, oui?" Non! Don't make it worse! Sounding like he didn't know her age. "I.. Happy Birzday!" Late. So late. "I'm zorry, I didn't..." Get her anything. Darn. "I could though! I could, we could...do somezing. Special zat iz. Do somezing special. A picnic?" Did she like picnics?

Clearing his throat, he adjusted his position on the couch, having turned to the side with one leg in front of him so he could look at Cosette without turning his neck. Was she alright? She wasn't hurt was she? Frowning, he tilted his head to the side just a bit, leaning forward just as much. Oh. Oh! Well that was great. Smiling, he gently grabbed her hand and raised it up, placing a small kiss on it. "I mizzed you too, Cosette."

Cosette couldn't help but let out a small chuckle. Hex him? Why on earth would she want to hex him? Unless he was being controlled by some unearthly dark force, she wouldn't do that. Just thinking of the latter, that was something she didn't want to visualize. "Now why would I do zat?" She teased. Feeling her nervousness drip away, she felt back to her, well, giddy self whenever she was with him. Sticking out her tongue at him, she smiled. "You been a bad boy and need to be punizhed, iz zat why?" Now that was teasing, right? Her smile slid into a smirk.

Arching her back against the sofa, she slid over so she was closer to him, her bare knee brushing with his leg. She had heard stories of how people fell for one another. How dating routinely started. She thought it was all complete hogwash. But over the few days, with just her thoughts and studying, she started to wonder if she was accepting the idea it could happen. Looking up, she knew he to feel something for her. When they were together, it was a lot different then when she was with Jack or Fletcher before. It was much different. And when they kissed, don't even get her started!

Feeling a slight flush take over her cheeks, she patted his hand with her free one. She smiled, a chuckle escaping her lips. "Oui, zeventeen. And don't worry, I never told you when it waz." She could see the frantic expression take over him. Did he think he forgot it or something? It was kind of cute the way he was freaking out. "You know you look cute when you are flustered?" She chided, a full on smile on her face. Her ears did perk up. Picnic? "Oui, a picnic zounds marvelouz." Sitting under the shade of a big oak tree with the slight breeze while eating sandwiches and lounging. "I would love zat."

Her heart quickened when he raised her hand to his lips. Feeling his lips brush on her skin, she let out a soft sigh from her own lips. He had missed her. Why did that give her a weird fluttery feeling in the stomach and a shiver up her spine. "You did?" She whispered, looking up at him in her fringe. She found it strange that he did. "Noel, j'ai quelque chose à vous dire." Feeling like her lungs were going to collapse, she spoke fast. "I'avefeelingzforyou." Her hands still in his, her breath feeling like it was quickening with anticipation as to what he would say, her smile was nervously quivering.

He didn't know, but the way she looked when he caught her off guard led him to believe that there could be a few slip ups and he really would get hexed. He'd just have to be more careful from now on then. "I don't know. Silly zoughts I suppoze." he smiled, before bursting out in a quiet laugh, scooting down on the couch in hopes of the librarian not seeing him. Being too loud. "Perhaps?"

As his laughter died down, though still a few late chuckles escaping him here and there, he actually was rather serious on the fact, that he didn't want her to hex him. Once glance at the title of the book she was reading, and he had a feeling that he'd be feeling that hex weeks down the rode afterward. Leaning over, he picked up the book and set it right on the table near them. Well at least it wasn't the one he himself had picked up awhile back. He'd...well maybe he wouldn't question her on that. 1000 ways to use...something.

He looked cute? "Oh, I zought..." He thought he forgot. "For future reference, when iz your birzday? If i may ask." And she liked the picnic idea! Good, so he was picking up those broken pieces and bent he just created seconds before. "Great! Zo, how about, zis weekend?" Glancing out the rather large window that he recognized from his last visit, it still seemed that it looked a bit cold outside. Hmm, perhaps he could warm up the area somehow. "At ze lake? And I could bring my guitar. Like you requested before." From the requirement room.

"Oui." he smiled, wondering why she had asked. Did it not seem like he missed her? Perhaps he was away too long? "Vous pouvez me dire quoi que ce soit." he said softy, staring into her eyes...aand, he did not understand a word of what she said. He got 'I' and 'you' out of that though. "Quoi? Désolé...I didn't really catch zat." Perhaps talk slower?

"Sshhhh!" Louisa put one finger at her mouth while shushing the girl who just sank in the seat opposite of her. "Lower your voice or we'll be thrown out immediately." She whispered while leaning in her seat.

The girl closed the book with her index still between the pages, "Why were you late? I waited for you outside first and then I came in." Louisa investigated at once.

Enya shrugged at the girls hushed voice. Like she cared. "Who care's anywhere is better then here" She said looking around the room. Gah Books! Boring!! She wanted to just stand up and leave, she really didn't care if she hurt Louisa's feelings. Anywhere was better then here like she had said.

Enya stared at the girl for a moment, thinking. Was there a meeting time? She really hadn't know. But it was nice to know the girl had waited for her and all. Smile. "I hadn't realised there was a meeting time" She simple told the girl looking away around the room again.

Being on her guard whenever she was alone, even with someone, always made Cosette feel just a little bit vulnerable. And she hated being vulnerable. Moving her hand away from his, she trailed a finger up his shirt to rest it on his lips, giving him a soft Shh-ing noise. She didn't want anyone to hear them. "Per'aps?" She inquired, her eyes slanting into an almost feline look. She wasn't going to hex him, non. She was just going to flirt. "Well in zat caze, zomeone needz to be punizhed." Letting out a small chuckle, she leaned in and gave him a kiss on his cheek, her lips lingering only slightly after. That was nice.

Watching him as he moved her book closer to him and upright, she had a feeling he thought she was being serious. No way, she couldn't hex a fly. Well.. unless the fly was annoying her, then she would. Realizing in her head she would honestly hex anything with reason, she made a long sigh in her head. Something was wired wrong, she supposed. Maybe wanting to become a Hit Wizard was hard for some people to understand. It was a hard and tiring job.

Smiling, she moved her finger from his lips and tapped his nose. Why did she always do that? Shrugging the thought off, she chuckled. "Oui, you are cute when you are frantic." She could only imagine how cute he looked if he was even more frazzled. "Oh, my birzday iz January twenty third." Which was just last month. It was hard to believe she was already seventeen! Wait, a picnic this weekend? "Well.. if you are up to it." She smiled, liking the fact that he wanted to celebrate with her. And at the lake! With his guitar! Now this was sounding like a great birthday, even if it was late. "I can't wait, amour." She smiled, really meaning it.

Her nerves were bubbling inside her once again. He hadn't heard her right, making her have to say it again! Maybe she could just make a mad dash and leave, then she wouldn't have to say it. But then he would be left wondering. Biting her lip, her eyes looked up and searched into his, noticing how soft and serene he looked. He looked so comfortable with her. Letting out a soft sigh, she closed her eyes and slowly opened them once more. "What I meant to zay waz.." She just needed to spit it out. This was becoming more hard than when she had exams two terms ago under the heated gaze of a horrible teacher back at Beauxbatons. "I 'ave feelingz for you, Noel." She spoke more slower, feeling like every word that slipped from her mouth was going to come back and bite her at some point.

Her eyes looked up at him, wondering what he was thinking. She moved her hand away from his chest and placed it back in her lap. She should have just made a run for it.

The girl repositioned herself in a cross legged position and had reopened her DADA book and was now staring at the words upside down. He was busy pretending to be reading now. She heard the kid who she took as Fletcher talking to whatever it was he had again. Then she froze as he said her name. She hadn't heard his voice in such a long time she was in some sort of surprise.

The curly blond slowly lowered the upside book from her face and looked over at him while doing so. A sigh escaped her mouth and she shut the book loudly and set it beside her. "Yes it's me Fletcher," she responded, readjusting her legs so one now was crossed over the other. "Not that I would expect you to remember or anything," Sadie added, looking down at her feet. He was so busy lately. Who had time for the freaky blond now?

Were her feelings hurt a little? Yes. Maybe they were.

Raising a brow at her words and expression, he couldn’t help but shudder slightly as if a chill went through him as he felt her finger trail up his shirt. The light smirk played on his face until her finger finally lay gently upon his lips. His ears may have burned a little, and they probably were red by now, though he forced the color to not sneak its way onto his face. No, that would be embarrassing. Her lips against his cheek were enough though. The burn of the tenderness continued to linger, even after she pulled away…leaving him slightly tongue tied. He missed her lips.

Scrunching up his nose like the other times she had tapped him there, he chuckled along with her. "I’m glad my panic moments amuze you." He smiled, suddenly making a mental note of her birthday. Wait, January?! He was a month late for her gift, or close around that. That, that was not good at all. Blinking a few times, he kept up the smile however he was mentally berating himself for not finding out sooner."Oh courze! It’z not everyday zat you turn seventeen." And apparently, he missed that day. But he was going to make up for it! This was going to be the best picnic, in the whole world.

His smile was slowly fading though, when it seemed she was taking awhile to repeat what she had said. Was this bad news? Perhaps it was, and she was trying to find a new way to break the ice more easily without him suddenly sinking like a rock. However, he was already starting to feel as if he were sinking.

Oh. That was, definitely not bad news. Far from it. Though, she looked so nervous and innocent sitting there, he couldn't help but smile at first. And then chuckle quietly. He was not laughing at her, oh noooo he would not do that. Especially now! He was just….HAPPY! His racing heartbeat and smiley-goofy smile was enough to prove so. It was too good to be true. Raising his hand, he gently brushed his fingers against her cheek before cupping the side of her face gently so she didn’t have the chance to look away. He loved staring into her grey eyes. "You look nervous?" he rather asked more than said, wondering if she was. Maybe, maybe not, but now some of those nerves were appearing in him. He, he needed to respond. "Je ressens la même." His words were quiet, though the meaning was obvious.

Cosette watched his skin turn a slight shade of red on his face, prompting her smile to grow even bigger. Guys had done that before, but with him it just seemed so cute. He didn't say anything, but the beauty of it was she just watched him almost look befuddled. She was glad she definitely hadn't lost her touch for wooing guys. Even though she only wanted to woo him. "Amour," she muttered, her eyes roaming around his features. Her hands snaked there way around his neck, making her inch even closer next to him to the point she was nearly snug in his lap.

Her chuckle filled the small enclosed space around them as she twirled a finger on some of his hair behind his neck. He was handsome and utterly cute when he did the little nose scrunchy thing he did. "You're welcome, my dear." She smiled, nodding her head to him. Now she was wondering if he had turned eighteen yet. She was so wrapped up with talking about her birthday, she never knew when his was! "When iz your birzday? You 'ave to be turning eighteen zoon, oui?" If it hadn't passed yet, she could still think of a fabulous present for him. Something to put that guitar pick she got him to shame! Snuggling herself up to him, she looked up at him with a smile. "I will make zome zandwiches and dezzert for uz to 'ave!" Now she was just getting to excited, her small laugh ringing from her throat.

Her eyes moved up and searched at his, noticing the giant smile that took on his features. Wait, was he happy or confused? She had absolutely no idea, she was new to this. He had to be one of the first guys she ever had feelings for, so this was something she was totally un-used too. Feeling his hand cup her chin, she looked down at his wrist, hearing his question and nodding. "Oui. I 'ave never liked zomeone before." Her eyes flickered back up at him. "And I like you zo much." She almost felt embarrassed for being so nervous and jittery, but upon hearing his next words, her eyes shot back up at him.

He liked her too?! Feeling the corners of her mouth tug into a smile, she couldn't help but feel a soft warm feeling erupt in her chest. "Vous n'avez vraiment? Oh ma chère, vous ne savez pas comment cela me rend heureux!" Feeling her cheeks flush with warmth, turning her pale cheeks a soft shade of pink, she pressed herself against him in an embrace. She had no idea he had felt the same way. All she wanted to do now was hold him and kiss him and just.. everything.

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The girl repositioned herself in a cross legged position and had reopened her DADA book and was now staring at the words upside down. He was busy pretending to be reading now. She heard the kid who she took as Fletcher talking to whatever it was he had again. Then she froze as he said her name. She hadn't heard his voice in such a long time she was in some sort of surprise.

The curly blond slowly lowered the upside book from her face and looked over at him while doing so. A sigh escaped her mouth and she shut the book loudly and set it beside her. "Yes it's me Fletcher," she responded, readjusting her legs so one now was crossed over the other. "Not that I would expect you to remember or anything," Sadie added, looking down at her feet. He was so busy lately. Who had time for the freaky blond now?

Were her feelings hurt a little? Yes. Maybe they were.

Fletcher ignored Muffin's temporary squeaks to demand his attention and instead got off his lounge and moved over to sit on the end of Sadie's. Whether she liked it or not, he was determined to talk to her and figure out where she had BEEN the past few like... months.

"Why wouldn't I remember?" he asked with a deep frown. "I thought YOU wouldn't remember ME, since you've been... in hiding or something."

He had tried to look for her. There was no denying that. And then, well, after a few weeks... there had been other girls and classes and oh, just a Triwizard Task or two to occupy his time.... not to mention his research and training of Muffin.

Speaking of whom, the little niffler was still squeaking and getting louder and louder all alone on Fletcher's seat. "SHHHHH," he turned around and shushed the creature. "One minute, bub." Sadie was important too!

As she scooted closer, Noel slid his arms around her back, holding there. No way was he going to let her move farther away now, hehe. He was much too comfortable having her closer then farther away anyways. "Mon cher…" he replied quietly, if not quieter then her. He was going to continue on with saying something, but decided against it a second later, just leaving his sentence as is. Did there need to be anymore words?

Letting his thumbs create small circles on her back, he glanced down once at the rather orange dress she was wearing. It did look rather nice on her, and he was serious when he said the color looked beautiful on her as well, before the whole hexing him scare. Chuckling quietly, he almost missed her question, his mind being entirely focused on her at the moment. She was speaking! Mind was working, ears weren’t. "Oh umm…" His birthday? It was… "March twenty-first." Mmhmm. That was, oh! That was in a month’s time. Being rather busy lately, he had not had the time to really think of anything else but books. "And oui. Eighteen." The big eighteen year old! "You don’t have to do anyzing. You being zere iz enough." Really. They could go swimming or something if it were warm enough that day. That would totally be enough for him.

Hearing her words, he just felt like the happiest man alive. She had not liked someone before? That was a little surprisingly to hear, but he didn’t care. She liked him. A lot! He nodded, a BIG nod, before seeing the lovely blush on her cheeks and suddenly the embrace. Smiling, he wrapped his arms tighter around her, burying his face in her blond hair, holding in the cheerful chuckle. It felt so nice to have her close, and to not have to wonder anymore if she liked him too. No more secrets with that, oui?

Forgetting they were in the library at the moment, and that possibly they may have been a little too loud, but he didn’t care! Cosette was with him, she liked him, and…and that was that! Librarian could just put in earplugs or something if they were being too loud.

So by this point Sadie figured Fletcher had not been talking to himself but rather to a small creature. It started making loud squeaks and if that thing didn't shut up she had a feeling the librarian was going to come over and see what was going on. She watched as he came to sit next to her on the couch. Hmph...

Hiding? He thought she had been HIDING? Wha----? Okay so maybe she had in a way. "I won't deny that I haven't been very social for a while, but I can honestly say I haven't been hiding. I've been so frustrated and upset over the past months," she explained, looking down at the phone in her hand. "Which led into some sort of depression." She had no idea how all of her angry feelings had led into that. They just had and that's when she did start hiding.

She looked back over at him. "I mean you've been so busy with the Triwizard Tournament and have had all that attention from everyone...." Sadie trailed off. She used to be the one who was the center of attention. The girl looked over to see that there was a little niffler on the seat. Aww it was cute! Besides the obnoxious squeaking.

"Lower your voice!" She squeaked. "I don't want to be thrown out so soon!" She gestured at the huge book lying in front of her and continued, "..I need to finish this." With an uncertain smile, Louisa looked down at it again.

Back to Enya; the girl was her friend so why not let her help? Louisa wanted to tell what she was thinking of to someone who'd understand both sides of her life. The un-magical & the magical side and Enya was the best candidate so far.

"Look.." She started seriously leaning forward so she could whisper even lower, "I borrowed this book that has the names of those who attended Hogwarts." She paused to think of what to say next. "I want..to know if my biological father ever came here." The flash of curiosity shone out from her face. The kind of flash you'd see whenever the little girl was excited.

"Like… when and what house was he in. What kind of a student he was." Now her eyes were not looking at Enya's eyes but beyond- to a place where a mysterious tall man waved at her.

Enya rolled her eyes dramticly at Louisa, finding this whole situation rather funny. She bent forward and whispered in a hushed voice, jokenly, "It's only a damn book Louisa! There are far more important things to do in life" She declared. Smiling she leant back and peeked around the room, wondering who she could annoy. This was fun. Looking back at Louisa she took a look at the book cover. Nothing of interest.

Sighing Enya folded her arms and leant back in her chair, listening to Louisa ramble on about finding out something in the book. Blah. Blah. Blah.

Blahh.

Why did she want to know about her father? Didn't she already? I mean she was hear wasn't she, he's gotta have been here also. Sigh. But she was asking her is she knew? How would she know? "I don't know do i! so don't ask me!" She told Louisa sternly eyeing her.

Weird Girl. She thought.