Ginny smiled back at Courtney. "You've got a good point there. I'm not sure want he exactly wants but I know he'll find his ways", she told her.

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"If I vanted to," she stated simply with a small nod. Only the slightest by amused by his expression. Sandra had forgotten that he didn't know about her wealth since most everyone she considered a friend did know. Though....they hadn't done much chatting, had they. Heh. "Virtually anyvhere really, but London's on the list." List of places she would consider buying her own place that is.

Her eyes flicked to his hair, lingering as it moved before slowly returning to his eyes. She wouldn't be doing much shopping if Fletcher was giving her a tour of the shop, and hopefully the entire Alley. And she could give him a tour of her new home. Heh.

Sandra stealthily moved even closer to Fletcher when his hands snaked down her back, closing whatever gap there had been between them. Arms wrapping snug around his neck as the goast of a knowing smirk appeared on her face.

"I'm so sorry to hear that, Fletcher." She stroked his hair as a comforting gesture. Her voice lowering a notch. "I can help you receive some of that affection...." Cause she was very good at giving affection. Mmhmm.

Fletcher was quickly over the momentary surprise of Sandra's riches. Oh he could easily believe she she was rich. Just look at her. Rich in beauty, brains and galleons. The perfect package.

"Oh you should definitely invest in some real estate here. In London, I mean, yeah definitely." He nodded enthusiastically and tried to keep his mind on what they were talking about instead of on the fact that she was standing within snogging distance now... and was playing with his hair... which he was rather sensitive about....

But he didn't care right now. Her mind was clearly heading in the same direction as his. "That would probably be helpful," Fletcher murmured, trying not to sound too hopeful. Really. Sandra was his favorite therapist ever.

"London is defiantly on the list of places to check out," she nodded, mentally adding the place to her list. The list she need to begin working on when this term was over. A little bit longer now that she had added yet another place to it, but she really wasn't going to think about that right now.

Right now she was gonna think about the man that was in her arms, in need of some serious therapy. Her forehead resting lightly against his as she slowly closed the gap between their lips. "Mmm, hov about some therapy?" Her lips brushed lightly against his.

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"London is defiantly on the list of places to check out," she nodded, mentally adding the place to her list. The list she need to begin working on when this term was over. A little bit longer now that she had added yet another place to it, but she really wasn't going to think about that right now.

Right now she was gonna think about the man that was in her arms, in need of some serious therapy. Her forehead resting lightly against his as she slowly closed the gap between their lips. "Mmm, hov about some therapy?" Her lips brushed lightly against his.

"Good, good," Fletcher started to say. "Sounds perf----"

The words were taken from his lips, however, as was his attention, when Sandra softly brushed her mouth to his. Now this was the kind of attention he adored. What else could a guy need want he had a therapist like this hottie here? Of course Fletcher pressed his lips back to hers, eager to please.

He didn't need to finish his sentence. She already knew how awesome her therapy powers where, and that they were perfect for showing him some 'affection'.

Sandra's head tilted to the side when he pressed his lips against hers. Hands sliding slowly from his hair as her arms slid up his shoulders, bringing them even closer.

MMMM, therapy.

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He didn't need to finish his sentence. She already knew how awesome her therapy powers where, and that they were perfect for showing him some 'affection'.

Sandra's head tilted to the side when he pressed his lips against hers. Hands sliding slowly from his hair as her arms slid up his shoulders, bringing them even closer.

MMMM, therapy.

Ahh the blissful power of therapy. Fletcher allowed himself to be pulled closer and one of his arms slid up her back a little, toward her long, dark hair. If she could play with his hair, he could play with hers.

And of course there were kisses. Such sweet, soft lips his therapist had.

Sandra enjoyed the feeling of his hands in her hair. His clean hands right? Cause it wasn't easy to get her hair to look like this. Okay, it wasn't too difficult, but she couldn't always roll out of bed and look this good. Took work it did.

She enjoyed the kisses more of course. The therapy and the breeze flowing through her dress and hair. Maybe warm weather was better. After all, there was no thick Durmstrang robes between them like before.

Cass drew in a deep breath when she had finally reached one of her favorite spots in school. The Whomping Willow. She set her stuff down on the grass, took one of the spider toys that she brought with her, placed it on the ground and prepared to hit it.

"Arania Exumai!" She said with newfound confidence as she pointed her wand at the purple stuffed spider.

Much to her utmost horror. She missed the toy; but instead of innocently hitting the green grass under the toy. It had somehow hit the body of the scary Whomping Willow. Cass stared at the moving branches of the tree before running to her things, collecting them in her arms, and running faster than the late Severus Snape confronted with extra bubbly shampoo.

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Sandra enjoyed the feeling of his hands in her hair. His clean hands right? Cause it wasn't easy to get her hair to look like this. Okay, it wasn't too difficult, but she couldn't always roll out of bed and look this good. Took work it did.

She enjoyed the kisses more of course. The therapy and the breeze flowing through her dress and hair. Maybe warm weather was better. After all, there was no thick Durmstrang robes between them like before.

Fletcher was going to become caught up in the moment and take things too far for school if he didn't take a step back for a second. He liked Sandra, he liked her a whole lot lot lot, and his snogging had improved so much with her arrival at Hogwarts, but he really just needed.... a breather to collect himself.

"Saaaaandy," the boy purred, pulling his lips away from hers and blinking a few times. Mmm. She was dazzling. He didn't remove his hand from her hair but just resorted to softly patting the back of her head. "Did you know that the Whomping Willow is a magic tree?"

HEHEEHEEE. Well it was.

Sandy?

Aleksandra quirked an eyebrow at her new found nickname. Hazel eyes watching him as he gathered himself. Sandy. That...defiantly was a new one, and not one she was sure she wanted to get around. Though she supposed, if ONLY Fletcher called her that, then she could learn to live with it.

Any other fool brave enough to call her that though, would find themselves on opposite end of her wand.

Not a good place to be.

Eyebrow lowering, she let her eyes briefly flick over to the tree before returning to Fletcher. A smirk playing on her lips. Of course she knew all about whomping willows. "A dangerous magical tree."

Fascinated her it did.

Sprinting down to the whomping willow, Evelyn slowed down once she saw the tree with a personality of it's own in her line of view. Finally. It seemed like forever until she got down here. Hopefully she wasn't losing her running skills. Pfft.

Even if it was warming up some, she had supposed everyone would want to hang around the lake and gardens while they could before summer came and they all had to leave the school. Besides, who'd want to hang around a dangerous tree that had the tendency of WHOMPING things and people?

Evelyn. That was who. Not because she enjoyed watching other people get whomped, even though she sorta did, but because of the fact that no one was really around at the moment. Which meant, peace and quiet.

Mwahaha!

Smirking, the Slytherin's gaze took in the scenery for a moment, specifically skipping over the tree. She had enough of that tree already. On the other hand though, it seemed like a good spot to work on her spell. Her spell that was soon on it's way to being mastered.

Teehee.

If she would have known Evelyn was going to make her way outside, Destiny would have definitely grabbed her shoes. Annnnnd..if she would have known Evelyn was headed to the Whomping Willow, she would have stayed inside! Gah! Even after the Ancient Runes class, where she and the tree seemed to get along, she was still quite scared of it.

Ehhh, she was nosy enough, so she continued to tip-toe after her friend.

When Evelyn stopped, Destiny, still a safe distance away, dropped down onto the grass. She should have brought her omnioculars.

Make it all official and stuff.

Placing the toy on the ground, Evelyn took a few steps back, pointing her wand at the yellow monster. She was getting the hang of this! The contact with the creepy little thing, AND the spell.

It was a good day...

Besides, it was even better that nothing caught fire and burned to ash. EEP!

Taking a deep breathe, she was just creating the eight wand movement in the air but a prickly feeling at the back of her neck caused her to spin around and point her wand towards the way she had come. Hmm?

Frowning, but seeing nothing, the Slytherin turned back around and created the figure eight once more. "Arania Exumai!" With the light shooting from her wand, and the toy being flung backwards without anything behind it to constrain it, Evelyn smiled before...that smile faltered. Ugh. Perhaps, this wasn't the best spot to practice? Spider was too close to the willow tree.

... Or maybe it was a good thing? Maybe it will be whomped so much that it wouldn't look like a spider anymore?

Stretching her back, the Slytherin sat down and stared at the yellow little beast of a toy near the tree's roots, just waiting for it to become disfigured or something.

Right.

So, it only took Destiny ALL day to realise that watching Evelyn do homework was rather boring. Nothing interesting happened, and if she didn't know the spell before she started spying, she did with how many times her friend said it. Standing from the ground, she brushed herself off, just about to turn back towards the castle when..

The toy spider was about to be CRUSHED by the Whomping Willow!

Not on Destiny's watch. Running down towards the tree, she stopped when she reached the spider. Ugh, yeah. The spider wasn't even close enough to the tree to be crushed..it was hard to tell where it landed since she was so far away! And since she was there and revealed herself to Evelyn already..

..bending down, she snatched the toy spider off the ground before giving it a quick cuddling squeeze. Laughing evilly, she ran back towards the castle, waving the spider in Evelyn's face as she passed.

"It's mine now!"

Salander trots down to his most favorite tree in the whole campus. Today he needed to ask it a favor. Yes ask. Hopefully it wouldnt get more complicated than that.

"Hey yo Willow!" the Slytherin lad calls out, standing a safe distance from the tree. The Willow creaks in branches in reply, or maybe it was more of self-defense. "Wanna play some tennis?" he smirks, playfully toss-catching one of the fuzzy spider dolls he coated with a cushioning charm.

The Willow sways its branches in the air, as if to beckoning him to serve. "Here goes..." he says as he throws the spider toy at the tree. The spider flies through the air towards the Willow, which promptly slaps it back, sending the toy careening towards him....

"Arania Exumai!"

He cast the spell at the incoming toy. It tosses off to the side as the spell made contact. Oh yeah! He's getting pretty good with this now wasnt he?

"How about a few more rounds Willow?" he smirked, levitating a few more spider toys he had, fixating them onto a spot in the air, then swung his wand out like a bat, casting the pushing charm on each of the toy and sending them out towards the Willow.

Several flying fuzzies wouldnt matter much if you were a Tree with plenty of swinging branches, and the Willow swung its branches out on each of the toy, making contact and sending it back down to the pesky Slytherin lad.

Now this is what I'm talking about. the lad mused as he readied himself for the spider-target practice "Arania Exumai!" he cast repeatedly, targeting each of the spider as the came and tossing them aside.

A couple of last toys were still bouncing about the Willow, as if it was juggling them. Then the Willow sent one out in a very sharp angle, the spider falling almost straight down Salander's head.

The Slytherin lad looked up, casting the spell up in the air "Arania Exumai!". But as he was casting his spell, he wasnt aware that the Willow sent the last spider whizzing towards him...

... and promptly hits him smack across the chest.

"Ow!" the lad cried out, backing off a few steps. He glared at the tree, as the Willow creaked its branches, sounding almost as if it was laughing. "Oh I'll get you for that Willow, someday..." he grumbled, collecting the toys and hurrying back towards the castle. He has homework to submit!

The fourth year was beginning to think that the tree hadn't even noticed the stuffed toy. Apparently, it wasn't the tree to be the one that noticed, but someone else.

Destiny?

Eyebrows rose in surprise when she saw her friend run up to the spider thing. What was she doing. "Hey!" Evelyn called out, frowning suddenly as her Slytherin friend picked up the toy. Hehe, well then, now she didn't have to get up and go get it, right?

That wasn't the case though. Cringing away from the spider toy with a squeak, the Slytherin turned her head to see her friend's back, running towards the castle. "HEY!" That was totally HER spider monster toy thing.

GAHHH!! "GIVE IT....BACK!" Pfft. Standing up, Evelyn ran after Destiny, though it was more out of fun than being angry. Heck, if her friend wanted the spider toy plushie thing, then by all means, she could have it. But Evelyn may need it back just in case the professor wanted to collect all of them again so that was basically the reason for the running. Now...

Sprint!

Mwahaha!

Now Destiny's toy spider collection consisted of three! She was going to run right into her dorm with her this stuffed animal and place it under her pillow along with the others and the mirror Jermaine had given her. She didn't get very far, since she wasn't running that fast, when she heard Evelyn call out to her. What did she want with a spider? She didn't even like them! "You don't even like spiders, why should I give it back?"

Really!

Glancing over her shoulder, she noticed..oh sweet Merlin, Evelyn was chasing her! Letting out a very loud and dramatic scream just for the fun of it, she upped her running pace, but without shoes it was hard to walk let alone run. "You'll never catch meeeee!"

But..Evelyn totally would, because Destiny was a slow poke.

Why did should she give it back? "Because it's mine! That's why!" DUH! That and the professor still may want it back like the other guy in that one year that wanted that unicorn toy back. And like Mr. Ruffles who wanted his chickens back and so on and so forth.

Still though, Destiny could have it for now. Bahaha!

Wait, why was she running then? She could always get it back later. Then again, it was way to fun to be running at the moment. Mwahaha! Or chasing Destiny. Or both? Probably both.

O__O! What in the world was that scream for?! Smirking though, since Destiny pretty much gave her a challenge, the Slytherin pushed herself to run faster, not noticing that her friend wasn't wearing any shoes. And why should she notice? She was staring at the girl's feet!

That would be weird. "You know I can catch you!" Even if Destiny had improved in her running skills. Teehee.

Destiny was already getting tired. Sure, she was a much better runner and even faster than she used to be, but that didn't mean she could run around all day! Besides, she didn't have shoes on. That takes a lot out of a person. At least it wasn't cold out anymore or her toes would have fallen off. "It's MINE! It's in MY hands!" she called over her shoulder, and even waggled the spider to show Evelyn that she really did have it.

Eeeeep!

Evelyn was out to tackle or something, with the way she just picked up speed like that. Even though Destiny had a head start, her friend was catching up fast. Letting out another scream, because screaming and running at the same time was fun, she turned fully around and started to run back towards the tree. Try to trick your chaser..that's what they said to do on the muggle box.

"You can't catch me now!"

But..she totally could.

Oh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Oliver linked his fingers together and stretched his arms out, cracking his knuckles and moving his neck from side to side, warming up for this little exercise.

Booyah!

Mr Willow was going to GET IT!

Or rather Oliver was. Get a branch, that is; the branch he had been rambling on about getting since he started at Hogwarts in his fifth year and had been introduced to the 'Violent Tree' by 'Rodent Girl' - and what an eventful day that had been, huh? But still he was branchless and time was running out now, dammit!. But that, my dear ladies and gentlemen, was ALL about to change. Mwahahaha!

He drew his wand and braced himself, eyeing the moving branches of the tree, readying himself to run in. It was not going to be easy without a decoy, but you couldn't knock the Slytherin's determination, could you?

Oh Jeez.

Trixie HAD been enjoying a casual stroll around Hogwarts grounds, you know, just taking in the view before the summer began, but there was no such thing as QUIET in Hogwarts was there? And before long the blonde's eyes had literally been dragged over to the Whomping Willow where her best friend was stood about to do something completely stupid knowing him.

And her being her, was stupid enough to go see what stupid thing he was up to. And probably then get herself involved as well. Ah well.

The seventeen year old, oh that felt good saying, changed her direction and headed towards him instead. Madness. Seriously.

"Oliver whatever it is your about to do" which probably involved severing a branch off the willow or something. "Don't get yourself killed" she rolled her eyes.

Oliver watched the branches move away from him and he began to move resembling a pro sprinter leaving the starting line, only to come an abrupt skidded halt when a voice behind him startled him back to reality. He pulled an annoyed face and turned to face Trixie. Killed? What did she take him for? A loserrrrrr? Pfft.. He could so do this! Oliver was waaay too awesome to be a loserrrrr. heh.

“You broke my concentration.” He mumbled to the blonde. ...But then a slow smile, curled up his lips as it dawned on him that she could be of some use here. He grabbed Trixie her by the wrist and grinned, practically bouncing from the hyper energy that was surrounding him. “But! Your timing is PERRRRRFECTION, Trix! You can totally help me out here!”

*nod nod smiley nod.. little coy batter of the eyelashes*

heheheh...

Haha.

She had totally annoyed him then judging by the look on his face. Ah well, he was probably doing something stupid anyway. The Blonde raised an eyebrow back at him, a slight smirk implanted on her face. Now just to see what it was he was doing.

"Oh I'm EVER so sorry" Trixie returned in a sarcastic tone. Okay that smile was really creepy and ever so worrying. She stared at him, her eyebrow raising higher and higher by the second. "Help you out with WHAT exactly?" she questioned.

Was he.. Bouncing? The Slytherin looked down to see that he had grabbed her by the wrists. "And anyway, it doesn't look like I have a choice do I?" she asked. Oh and the battering of the eyelashes. Yeah like they would work. Okay they totally worked.

Pfft...

Why was Trixie smirking like that? ..Oliver always got suspicious when people made that face, mainly because when he did it it indicated that he was up to something.. shifty.

He crinkled his nose when she spoke sarcastically and reached out a hand to flick her forehead. “Shurrup. No you're not. But now you're here you can make yourself useful.”

Cue HIS smirk. Smirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrk. Hehe! In yo' face, Blondie!Pants

“I'm getting that branch.” He said with determination. “I'm getting it now before it's too late.”

*Grin*

Woah.. he was a leeettle bit hyper wasn't he? That would be the sherbet lemons he'd found under the sofa in Common Room. Sure, they were a bit dusty.. and a wee bit hairy, but they'd tasted hella gooooooooooooooood.

He shook his head and rocked on the balls of his feet, grinning at his bestie. She would help? Weeeeeeeelll... the battering of the eyelashes was always a winner. Heh. “Brilliant!” *Bounce* “You know the plan, don’t you?” *Bounce Bounce*

OW!

Did he just flick her on the forehead? Trixie scowled and flicked him back, hard, on the arm. Pfft..Take THAT Mr... Err... Poohead? Okay that sucked. "Well its not like you were doing anything important now was it?" her eyebrow raised up again. You know, NEWT's revision that sort of thing that actually mattered.

*Smiiiiiirk Back*

POW! Yeah! Okay by the looks of things, Trixie had a bit too much sugar too. Those hers was from her mother, sent by Owl, not disgustingly found under the common room sofa.

"Hang on.. Your getting a branch? From the Whomping Willow?" she repeated. "Why on Earth do you want a branch?" she asked.

"Plan? What plan?" oh goodness what had she got herself into this time? Was this theh whole, you distract the tree and put your life in danger whilst I go take a branch, which I don't actually need, from the Willow. Yeaaah Greeat plan!

Not!