"Thanks, but would you mind if you did it, i truely don't know how to do that." She sighed. "I'm still not a very skilled witch, but I'll have to remember these things. I plan on being a healer. I thought if I really do have some sort of power, I might as well put it to some good use." She smiled. "Do you know what you're gonna do outside of Hogwarts?" She brushed through her hair again, still not satisfied with the result, she'll have to go find her brush later.

Carr sat at one of the tables in the common room with her large Defense Against the Dark Arts book propped up in front of her while she scribbled on a roll of parchment with a quill. The scritch-scritch noise was causing a vein near one of her eyebrows to begin twitching rather madly as she tried to answer the last question. Vigilance? Really? Honestly, what did she have to be vigilant about? Well, she supposed if she had been more vigilant last year, she might not have ended up rolling down a flight of stairs on her face after Cela had cast a Body Bind Curse on her. Imperius Curses were nasty business.

Her homework was already three inches longer than the teacher had asked for, copied very neatly from the text book, but she was having to think about ways in which she could be more watchful of danger and nothing was coming to mind. And she'd been sitting here for HOURS!!

AAAAHHH!!

Her brain screamed at her and she quickly scribbled down to answers that made basic sense, even if they were to her usual callibur, slammed the book shut, and went to tie the homework to Branwen's leg so the owl could take turn it in for her.

Then, she sat back down and placed her throbbing head in her hands, closing her eyes against the migraine she'd managed to earn.

Well...it wouldn't hurt would it? He thinks, he was just helping a firstie, really. Conjuring a jar, he twirls his wand in his palm muttering the spell for the flames. Dropping them gently into the jar, he puts the lid on. Handing her the jar, he smiles.

"That should help, whether in your hand, lap, or near your feet, it'll keep you warm." Yawning, he covers his mouth, it was starting to get late...

"Thanks!" She said yawning after he did. She dropped her feet off the edge of the couch, and put the jar by her feet. That felt much better.

"That feels much better thanks." She didn't really have much to talk about with him, she yawned again, and rubbed her eyes. She rest her head on the back of the couch, and looked up at the stars. Thinking about her friend.

"Hey," She said turning her head to face him. "You haven't met a guy named Cass, have you?"

"No problem." he replies with a smile. Yawns were so contagious.

Tilting his head thoughtfully, he thinks momentarily. Shaking his head he replies "No....I don't believe so." Turning to look at her "Is he a friend of yers?"

"Oh, non. I can get it. Un moment, s'il vous plaît." Smiling, he got up from his seat, stretching as he made his way over to the staircases. Which, way was it again? He had heard on the way up of course but, he was also distracted during that time as well. Glancing around, he finally noticed a young boy walking up the staircase and, of course he followed him.

The rooms he had noticed, were just as blue as the common room, but he wasn't so bothered with it. Finding the bed with his trunk, he quickly got his guitar out and enlarged it back to it's original size before quickly making his way back down the stairs and to the lovely mademoiselle waiting.

"Any song requests, from ze lovely lady?" he smiled, sitting back in his seat and propping his guitar in his lap, tuning it for a moment as he glanced around the emptying room. He knew having it stuck inside his suitcase would do that to the guitar, but he didn't want to risk carrying it and having it being banged on something hard. The horror it would have been to find a scratch on it!

Smiling in return, and glad that he had decided to play her something now, she eased back in her chair and waited patiently for his return. Who would have thought that she would have gotten to live with one of the hottest boys competing in the tournament, and he played the guitar.

Yes. She was going to enjoy her stay here very much.

While she waited, she let her eyes wonder around the common room, taking in more of the room now that Noel was not there to distract her. It was very blue. Something she could grow used to....she had no other choice. At least they had a wonderful supply of books. She could fill most of her time reading those.

When he returned, she smiled at him, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "That is a beautiful guitar." Her eyes admired the instrument. He probably liked all the blue that was in the room, since it was the color of his school uniform and guitar. Though not as much as the Ravenclaws.

While he tuned the guitar, she watched, musing over what song she wanted to hear. "Surprise me." She shrugged her shoulders with a light smile. "Whatever you play, I'm sure will be beautiful."

"Zank you." he smiled, leaning over to take a better look at it. He'd seen it plenty of times though the deep color always held his attention for quite sometime. But now wasn't the time, since he had to think of a song. "Surprise you...alright."

Now, what song? Perhaps, something that wasn't all that fast since it was late at night, one that wasn't so dramatically slow either that it would put her and him to sleep, and one that was fun. There were a lot of those songs, though suddenly he thought of the perfect one. He had heard it being blasted next door time after time again. Of course he was going to learn it once it was stuck in his mind.

Once he was done tuning the guitar, Noel adjusted slightly in his seat before leaning forward just a bit over the guitar, remembering all the chords. He hadn't played this song in quite sometime, but he still remembered at least the first few notes. Other then that, he'll have to just go with instinct. Taking a deep calming breath, he started strumming the song with his fingers, tapping the guitar along with the beat when necessary.

Throughout the song, he took a few glances towards Sandra to see if she was liking the song or not, though only for a split moment since he had to keep his attention on the notes. With the last strums of the guitar, he tried to make them really count before ending the song, actually a bit nervous for her reaction. "Zo...what do you zink?" Horrible? Okay? Magnificent? New song?

ooc: And in case you're wondering what song he chose --> Song

While sitting at her table on the common room, Carr glanced over when she heard the Toy Story theme being played by someone on guitar. That was interesting. She'd never heard an accoustic version of the song before. She smiled vaguely and her head nodded in time to the music of its own according. When he got to the last few bars of music, she sang out loud the last lines.

"You're gonna see it's our destiny. You've got a friend in me."

Carr grinned and clapped even though the performance had clearly not been for her, but for the very pretty Durmstrang student he was sitting across from.

"Not to interrupt," Carr said, "but that's exactly what I'm doing. That was really well done. Very lovely," she reiterated. "There are a few musicians around the common room, but almost none who play Muggle tunes, let alone tunes from Muggle movies."

"Yea, I met him at Eeylops. We were both looking for owls. I haven't seen him since the start of term feast. He's a griffendor, and all so i'm not surprised. But still, it'd be nice to see him." she gave a small sigh.

Rowan entered the common room, Panda right behind her. She wandered over to her favorite chair by the fire and pulled out her sketch pad. She needed to study but she REALLY needed to unwind. As her kitten stretched out in front of the fire, Rowan picked up her pen and started to sketch.

Lily-anne walked into the common room with a smile book in hand, walking over to the fire and lowered herself into the plush armchair infront. leaning back she opened the book and proceeded to read.

Glancing over her, he smiles softly. A small crush? he wonders. He remembered Anya and when they first met, back in his first year. Oops, maybe that wasn't a good idea, he thought when his face dropped. That was still way to fresh in his mind.

"Watching fer 'im at any of the meals, might be an idea fer finding 'im." he says softly.

She smiled back at him. "Yea, that's a good idea." She smiled sweetly, while staring of into space. She shook her head a bit. "Sorry, spaced out there for a bit." I'm a smidge tired." She yawned. "Oh!! I forgot, what does JD stand for?"

Laughing lightly, "It's alright, I think it's getting late." Covering his yawn and his hand, he nearly chokes when he hears her next question. "Ummm, well....it's a secret."

Merlin...why was it everyone wanted to ask that question... he thought now wanting to get out of there, before she asked again.

"Haha that's cool. Hey if you don't like people asking, than don't use an abbreviation." she giggled. "I'm just kidding, I like JD anyways." She gave him a toothy grin.

Laughing as well, he shakes his head "If you only knew, you'd abbreviate it as well." His parents were just plain weird, and he considered just changing his name completely to just JD. Then at least he could be honest and say there is no abbreviation hehe.

When he began to play the song, her small smile grew. It was such a beautiful song. She had never heard it before and wondered what it was. Her eyes watched his fingers as they strummed the guitar; it must have taken him a long time to learn all the notes. Even though she had caught the glances he was sparing her, she didn't return them all, enjoying watching his fingers on guitar.

When the song ended, she turned her hazel eyes and smile on him. "That vas a very lovely song." Not to slow to make her fall asleep, but not to fast either. It was perfect. Something she would enjoy listening to while studying.

Her eyes flicked over to the girl who so rudely interrupted the ending of the song, and continued to speak. She was interrupting and it was late. Sandra was in no mood to entertain anyone at this hour who wasn't a hot guy.

"Vhat song vas that?" Her eyes and full attention back on him. She would have not thought him to be well versed on muggle things, like music.

Carr does not like to be snuffed. No, not at all. It's true that she did interrupt them in whatever private moment they were having, but it couldn't have been too private if they were having it in the middle of the common room, could it? Honestly, if you wanted to be alone with someone while they serenaded you, you could just go find an empty room in the castle. There were dozens of unused rooms, or rooms that were only used for a couple of hours a week.

A tiny, vindictive spark blossomed in Carr's demeanor and she wanted to fully immerse herself in their conversation just to show the Durmstrang girl--for now she recognized the two of them as visitors for the Tournament--that she didn't own the right to talk to someone. She knew this was a bad idea, though. Inter-school unity and all that mess. Besides, it wasn't like Carr was attracted to the French student? Sure, he was obviously musically inclined which was a definite turn-on in Carr's book, but he wasn't like beautiful or something.

Though, she supposed he could be if he just cut his hair and smiled with all of his teeth. Not that looks were the only thing that mattered. You had to be funny and nice, too. Carr wondered if he was funny and nice, then realized she was internal monologuing, and answered the girl's question before the boy could.

"It's called 'You've Got a Friend in Me,'" she said, smiling. "It's a Randy Newman tune most known for its role as the main theme to the 1995 animated film 'Toy Story,' and than again in 1999 and 2010 when the two sequels came out."

Carr wasn't really a movie buff, but she knew her music and especially new her Randy Newman.

"Well i'm sure. i've always wanted an abbreviation of stuff." she laughed, then yawned. She pulled her feet up onto the couch with her, placing the bottle of fire on the table. She rested her elbow on her knee, and her face, on her hand. She sighed. "Would you tell me about Ellie? Like how you two met?"

Smiling his mind wanders to when he met Ellie, he laughs at the memory. "Well, it was actually, during Quidditch tryouts last term. She turned out to be an excellent beater."

Shaking his head, his smile doesn't fade "I was attempting to make a goal, when she hit me with one of the bludgers. She's got an awesome aim." In away, indirectly saying, not someone to mess with when it came to quidditch, hehe.

"Getting to know her last year after that, showed me a lot about her, and taught me quite a bit about her as well." he replies grinning.

Morgana sighed. She knew ranting was a necessity to any girl in life. She smiled and said, "It's nice to meet you Rowan. My name is Morgana Evans." Morgana extended her hand for Rowan to shake. Sure, it was formal, but it was polite. "What year are you in?"

She smiled. "That sounds really nice." She stared off into space. "She does sound like a nice person, I'll have to get to know her." She turned to look at him, smiled hugely, and looked back at the fire.


ooc: Sorry I'm tired... long day.

"She really is, once you get to know her. A little jealous at tim..." His eyes widening, Oops! he thinks suddenly, he hadn't meant to admit that. "I mean, once you get to know her she really is a sweet girl. At least I think so." he adds with a grin.

She smiled. "Yea I bet she is." She yawned. Pam couldn't take it anymore. She hated worrying for everyone. She loves to help them, but the worrying got to her. She curled up into a ball on the couch, so she was on her side, and yawned again.