Fee frowned a little. This was not Edmond.At least not her Edmond.
"Are you okay", she asked him trying not to sound too concerned.

"Spending time with your owl", she said,"i should do that more often,too."

Something told Fee that this wouldnt end with her being happy...

Edmond tried to smile, but failed. He knew this was going to devastate Feenella and his heart sank with that thought. "Not really," he said, not meeting her eyes. How could he say it in a way that it wouldn't hurt her? "Feenella," he said, "I received a letter from my father..."

Fee looked at Edmond concerned as his smile failed. Something was wrong.Really,really wrong.

"Look me in the eyes,Edmond", she said in a soft voice,"please?!"
She couldnt stand seeing him like this and she didnt even know what was up.

"A letter from your father",Fee said now really worried,"what did it say?"

That was the reason he was at the owlery all day...

Edmond slowly lifted his head and looked Feenella in the eyes. "He want's me to..."

Not having the courage to say out loud, Ed took out the piece of parchment and tried to smooth it out before handing it to Fee. "Here." he said, and offered her the letter so she could read it.

The letter fell out of Fee's hand.She just couldnt believe what was happening. He was going to leave. Edmond was going to leave her.

She looked up at him eyey wide open in shock.

"Soo you are going to leave me",she said her voice cracking at the last bit.

Fee couldnt cry. She was just shocked.Her world seemed stand still taking all the happiness from her...

Edmond had his gaze down after she took the letter, but lifted his head to see what her reaction would be. So far she wasn't crying...was that good or bad? "I don't want to leave you," Ed said in a weak voice. He really didn't, it was all his father's doing. Ed was apparently too much of a weakling to stay at Hogwarts. "Fee..." Ed said, worried. Was she mad at him?

"I guess he doesnt really care if you want to leave or not", she said quitely,"you just have to."

Stay calm Fee. Dont cry. Not now.

Standing there she blinked a few times. This must be a dream. A nightmare.

"When do you have to...", she started,"you know..."
Fee just couldnt say it again.

This was just too much for her. Why?!She should have never opened her heart.

"Yes", she said starring at the floor.

Edmond shook his head. It was true, his father didn't care or else he would have asked for Ed's opinion, but he clearly didn't. He noticed Feenella calm, wasn't this affecting her as much as it was to him? "I don't know," he said looking away from her. His father hadn't said when.

He stayed quiet in his place, not sure whatelse to do or say. This has never happened between them, that Ed didn't know how to handle this situation.

"You dont know", she whispered.
This was throwing her over the edge. It could be tomorrow. Wrapping her arms around him tightly she cried into his shoulder.She couldnt stop the tears from falling.There was no way for him to leave if she kept holding on to him.Right?!

No.No.No.

"Edmond i cant live without you", her voice cracked again.

How would she make it trough the day without him? Ever since the day at the lake they werent seperated longer than hours.

Edmond wrapped his arms around her too and felt as though he never wanted to let go. This was just so horrible. His father was a horrible person for causing this. "Neither can I," he said, squeezing her a bit to him. "But, this doesn't mean that we won't see each other again. We can...spend holidays together and write letters?" he asked, hoping she would accept that. He's eyes began to sting. Great.

Snuggling into him as much as she could she placed a little kiss on his cheek.
Maybe this was the last time she could be so close to him in a long time.
A very long time.

"They thought of you not being around anymore makes me want to leave to",she whispered,"why am i here if you are somehwere else?That makes no sense."

No sense at all.

"Of course", she looked him straight into the eyes,stilll crying,"this isnt goodbye,Edmond.This cant be goodbye.My heart will always belong to you,there is no doubt."

Nothing was going to change that. Durmstrang was far away, but not far away to let her heart lose him.

Cass wanted to get to the library as soon as possible. The less time she spends out here, were drama always happens to her. The better. All she wants to do is curl up in a chair, read a good book and leave the rest of the world to their problems. She started to climb the steps, but then much to her misfortune, it starts moving. Not the steps themselves...but rather the staircases "Oh, why now?" she asked no one in particular. When it had finally settled itself in front of a doorway. she sighed and continued her trek up. The library would have to wait...its adventure time..

Salander positioned himself at the bottom of th stairs, levitating several of the fuzzy toys at the top. He cast the glisseo charmed on the top step, sending the toys sliding, then bounching down each of the steps on the stairs "Arania Exumai!" he uttered, aiming at a bouncing spider. He missed. Frowning, he kept at it "'Arania Exumai!" It finally hit the fuzzy toy and sent it back up, He trained his wand at the other spider still bouncing, now almost near him, "Arania Exumai!" The spider flew back up the stairs, almost to the top, but then started bouncing back down. The Slytherin lad kept casting the charm between the two spiders, sending them back up the stairs as they bounced down. Satisfied, he collected the spiders and decided to visit his second favorite part of the castle-- the suits of armour.

Finally able to evade that darned beetle Diggy was able to leave the common room once again. And he certainly wasn't paying attention to where he was going he was just wandering.

His hands were shoved in his pockets and he was just going where ever his feet wanted to take him and heading toward the Moving Staircases seemed like a good idea as you never knew where they were going to take you.

He hopped up on the bottom rung of the stairs and held on to the banister as it started to move.

Jayce strolled along the third floor, finally coming across the moving staircase. Why was he here again? There had to be an answer to that question.. but he wasn't quite sure what it was at the moment. Damn his forgetfulness. Was he going to class? Pshhh heck no. Against his better judgment, the fifth year sat on the railing of the moving staircase and peered over it, to see just how far it went down. Good thing he wasn't afraid of heights.

What NEWT was it today? Urrghhh. Sarah had been so consumed by them lately, that they all merged into one. But the fact she was flicking through her Herbology notes might have given her a clue - if she'd been paying attention to them.

Muttering something about Venomous Tentacula, she made her way down the third floor staircase, not really looking where she was going. All of a sudden she knocked into something. Glancing up, she dropped her notes all over the floor when the sight of a boy sat on the rail of the stairs caught her eye - and she had knocked his leg. "Woah! I'm sorry," she squealed, grabbing hold of him just in case. "You know it could be quite dangerous sitting there. These things jerk quite quickly."

Jayce whistled a bit, because that sometimes helped him remember things. Heh, although it brought back more good!happy!fun memories rather than what he should be remembering at the moment. Mehh. Whatever. If it had been something extremely important, then he should be able to remember it, right? Wrong. But he-

WHAAA!

The fifth year flailed like a fish as someone hit his leg. He could feel his weight betraying him, and moving backwards instead of forward onto the safe stairs. Not that they were safe either with their constant moving and all. So, the boy gripped the railing with all his might, and attempted to move himself forward. After a moment, he fell forwards, and collapsed on the stairs, kissing the ground. Dramatic much? Right, now to scold the person who had pushed- Oh Merlin. His eyes had caught sight of that shinny yellow prefects badge, indicating not only her authority above him, but the fact that she was a Hufflepuff as well.. He was the one who should have been sorry. His brain was all over the place and well, he shouldn't have been sitting on the railing at all. "MmSorry." The American mumbled. "I um.. I should have been sitting there and all.. It's errr my fault." Be niiiiice to the pretty prefect, Jay. Niiiice.

Sarah eyed he boy in front of her, with confusion on her face and a pout on her lips. He was getting very stuttery, and she could only just about make out what he was saying. And he didn't seem to be in a hurry to get up either. "No it's isn't your fault," she shook her head and held out a hand to help him up. "I was too ingrossed in my notes, my errrr...." Herbology notes, was what she meant to say, but it was at that point she noticed they were now all over the floor. Lovely. And they'd been in order too. Frown. "Those notes."

"Are you alright, though?" she asked, crouching down and trying to shuffle her parchments together, giving him a quick look as she scrabbled around on the floor. "You hit the ground quite hard there." And it looked like it hurt. If he needed the hospital wing at least it would have been the first time this term she'd been there. Yay.