Dianna arrived at the girl's bathroom humming to a song but immediately stopped when she realized she wasn't alone. She always had that insecurity whenever she was with people she didn't know. She went over to the sink and washed her hands while looking at herself at the mirror. Is that how her hair really looks like?

Satine smiled at the girl. "O I see...I've decided that boys are just the devil." she said with a little laugh..."I'm sure she's nice and I know I didn't help the situation...and I don't blame her at all." well not much...she paused and listened to the next girl's comment, that wasn't a bad idea, "Well, I might just have to hunt her down...but this time I'll bring a shield." she said with a little wink at Mia.

Satine loved talking about her program since she was one of the first that had done it at Hogwarts in quite a while. "Yes it was amazing and very different all at once. I went to six different schools...one in New York, one in Africa, one in Antarctica, one in Australia, one in France, and one in South America. It was an great experience but overall I just learned that Hogwarts is amazing. The other schools seem to focus on really odd things." she said squishing her face up and shrugging her shoulders.

"So, Mia...tell me three interesting things about you?" she said with her head cocked to the side. They might as well take advantage of the conversation while they could...or atleast while they were avoiding mad firsties.

Zoe walked into the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. The girl fluffed up her hair and rubbed under her eyes for mascara smudges. She saw a few other girls in the bathroom with her and smiled, then began to braid her hair in two plaits.

"Well not all boys." Mia said with a smile thinking about Nik and just how awesome he was. "But yeah most of them are." And her mind went to Sal and the way he had been treating her lately. She had to laugh at Satine's comment about bringing a shield with her. "That might be a good idea. As lovely as Marie is, she tends to punch first then ask questions later." And her friend was probably going to kill her for saying things like that.

Mia's eyes widened as the girl spoke of all the schools she had gone to. "Oh wow!! How did you like Australia? That's where I'm from if you hadn't already guessed the accent."

She noticed another couple of girls come into the bathroom and she gave them a smile and a small wave before turning back to Satine. At the girl's question, Mia blinked a couple of times.

Three interesting things.

She didn't think she could name one.

"Oh...well...um...I grew up in a commune with about fifty other people. We live off the land and are pretty self sufficient." Mia ran her hand through her hair while she tried to think of something else interesting. "I have a gorgeous and awesome boyfriend and...oh I can see people's aura's." She said nonchalantly.

Did that constitute as interesting?

With a grin on her face, Mia pointed at Satine. "Now it's your turn."

Violet sighed and then said,"I know Sely, I know...But we need to think this out more carefully..We need to work on not getting caught, not getting in trouble..and not getting our houses deducted any more points.." The more that the three of them were together, the more Violet kept realizing that they were becoming the New Trio. If only she wouldn't have to get in trouble like the Golden Trio did so many times.

Violet smiled at Mia and then said brightly,"I know right? This is the best place to just...let everything out!" She then smiled again saying sweetly,"Thank you so much Mia...Lovely to meet you, and hello Satine.." Violet waved at the both of them eagerly giving them another smile.

Selina sighed, Voilet was right as usual. She had been acting less than inconspicous. It was her fault that the three of them were in this situation. If she had not been so eager to know more about Gervik she wouldn't have- but that was already behind them.

"I can't promise that Vi, but I can promise that I will try. I am sorry about what happened, truly. But you need to understand that this is bigger than house points, as Dumbledore once said 'everything is for the greater good'. I am just doing what I know should be done."

Satine fought back a shiver when Mia mentioned Marie punching first, "Well, I guess I'll be prepared just in case."

She smiled at Mia, "Actually Australia was one of my fave places to visit. The school there was a little bit down to earth and more like us...or atleast it was the closest to Hogwarts..." she paused remembering her fave part, "Every new friend I met at the different schools taught me a local trick...I loved drinking the hot chocolate through the chocolate cookies in Australia...it was messy but soooooo amazing..."

Wow...this girl was full of surprises...Satine shook her head at each interesting fact...and then she was stuck on the last one..."Wow, Mia you are one interesting person...from a commune to a cutey patootie boytoy to people's aura..." she paused...where did Satine start with questions...

"Where in Australia was your commune?" she asked hoping to understand more about the commune by the area.

She smiled at the girl with a wink..."And who is this amazing boy you speak of..."

"And I'm sure you hear this all the time...but how do you see their auras? Are they colors or just foggy or what?" this was the most interesting fact...Satine just had to learn more.

O no Satine's turn...most peeps never asked her about herself...they just wanted to talk about themselves. She thought for a minute and then started...

"Well, I grew up in Texas but then my fam moved here my first year at Hogwarts...." she paused as she started twirling a piece of hair in her right fingers.

"Ummmm....I'm a meta..." she paused and then quickly finished, "but nothing amazing...I can just change my hair and eyes...thus the purple eyes and hair...it's more like a mood ring most days...if my hair is red then I'm angry and so on..."

and...and...and...ummmm...

Satine reached over to her purple bag and reached inside pulling out her most fave thing about her. In her hand was a purple chinchilla. "Ummm...most peeps have owls and cats...but I have a chinchilla named Gemma...she goes everywhere with me..." she said as she pet the animal between the ears.

Cass had intended to practice her transfiguration at the dungeons, but she needed to use the rest room first.

She walked in, and instantly stopped in front of the mirror and fixed her hair. She knew it was mess, and it needed to be rectified.

When her hair was fixed, she loosed the scarf around her neck, it was definitely slightly warmer here. Then an idea struck her. She should try on the compass one more time.

She brought it out of her pocket, transformed it back into a watch then concentrated on the spell "Comletia, Comletia, Comletia..." Then she watched as the watch (ooc: No pun intended) turned into a compass.



"hmm..Not bad." Cass said to herself as she stuffed the compass back into her pocket and left the restroom before Moaning Myrtle showed up

Selina entered the girl's bathroom. She had just ran from the Great Hall where she, Violet, and Elektra were having lunch. Sundays had been their tradition from the beginning of the year to have lunch together. The house tables were not as strict with seating arrangements on any other meal besides dinner. Every night for dinner the houses were required to sit with their respective houses. Usually it worked the same way for the other meals too, but some strayed. So the three had made it a tradition to eat lunch together... a lunch she had just run from.

It was not purposeful. The visions were getting worse and she was beginning to think that now that she was aware of them they would never stop. It was becoming an increasing problem. Not that they were every second of the day, but she did not want to have all of this knowledge. It was too much responsibilty.

Selina went to the sink and turned the water on. She splashed her now pale face with water. Somehow she had to look normal... her friends couldn't know. It was too much of a risk. Pulling away she looked in the mirror and attempted to fix her now wet tie.

Violet walked through the halls very determined in her light grey Mary Janes dragging Elektra behind her with a rather strong grip on her arm so she couldn't squirm away. Despite Elektra's resistance and arguing Violet continued walking towards the Girl's Bathroom knowing Selina would be going straight there, as if Violet or Elektra wouldn't know that. When she reached the Girls' Bathroom door Violet's eyes were on Selina like a target. "Selina Skylar!" Violet put one hand on her hip while the other hand was still holding a grip on Elektra so she couldn't squirm away. "What is going on Sely? You've been acting very strange lately and you're starting to make me think that somethings' wrong..And on top of that you're as pale as a Geisha with white make-up!"

Selina heard the familiar sweet sounding voice call out to her of Violet La Veela. Of course the voice that was eternally coated with sweetness had a bite to it. She was angry. Selina heard the protests of Elektra and knew that it was time for her intervention. It was coming, she knew it was. She had seen it, literally. But she had not thought it would be so soon. She was hoping for more time to give the perfect answer. Then again her vision just showed Violet yelling and Elektra looking very confused at a finger pointed in her face. Perhaps it had nothing to do with an intervention.

So Selina did what she did best- lie, "What... strange, me. You're-you're crazy like so crazy and looney. Just why would you think that, psh. I mean, it's yeah and um, please. What are you even, psh. Just... yeah."

This cold weather was messing with her hair! Good Merlin she could FEEL it start to frizz, which made the Slytherin girl less than happy at the moment. Pushing open the door to the girl's bathroom, she made a beeline to the nearest mirror and let her bag drop down to the ground with a loud THUD before glancing at her reflection.

Mmhmm, just as she suspected.

Frizzy.

Pfft, that will have to be fixed immediately.

Knowing she had just a small break in between classes, Sierra gently pushed open the door to the girl's bathroom and headed inside. Two seconds in, she heard a loud thud, and she paused as she glanced around to see what had happened.

Had someone fainted?!

Oh. It had just been Evelyn. Or Evelyn's bag, actually. Sierra tossed her own bag to the floor then joined Evelyn at the mirrors. "Hey," she commented, turning on the sink and washing her hands. She'd just come from Care of Magical Creatures class and felt the need to do an extra cleaning. "Ready for tomorrow's game?"

...or not. At least, Sierra wasn't. Merlin she was nervous!

Seeing the younger girl on the side from the mirror she was looking at, Evelyn smiled just the slightest before pulling out her wand. If there was one thing she was thankful for from her parents, it was all the charms her mother taught her before hand, and her father for hiring those tutors. Fixing frizzy hair? Easy peasy.

"Hello." she replied, giving an odd wave over her hair before shaking it rather quickly and putting her wand back into her wrist holster. Mwa! Curly waves, good enough. Now...where did she put that hair tie...

...

"Of course." And of course she said that as lightly and confidently as she could. In reality though? She was feeling kinda sick. "Who wouldn't be ready? It's against Puffs."

Aw, there was that hair-tie of hers. Keeping her lunch down too was on her things to do list.

Right.

...because if they lost to the Puffers, it'd be the biggest letdown ever. Sierra had honestly been trying hard not to think about that fact. She'd always built herself up to believe anyone and everyone was better than a Puffer, but if they got beat in tomorrow's match...

No, she wouldn't even think about it. All thoughts were then pushed aside and forgotten about. Shrugging, Sierra said, "Puffers. I bet they're not ready." Who'd be ready to lose, after all?

She watched as Evelyn styled her hand with her wand. So cool. Sierra wanted to learn how to do that one day, too. Wanting to hang out with Evelyn...but just not in a bathroom...Sierra picked up her bag and slung it over her shoulder.

...and accidentally poured out all those blasted sticks from Arithmancy class. She watched as they rolled under the sinks and into the stalls. "Ugh. Stupid sticks," she mumbled, giving them all a glare. They were sticks and would never know that she glared at them, but it sure made her feel better. "I forgot I stuffed them in there to get that homework assignment done." With her wand, she magicked the sticks off the floor and back into that little container they'd come from. Ewww. They were all gross now.

Hehe. Well, that made her feel better slightly, thinking that the Puffs weren't ready yet. However, having seen the games and who had a good chance of playing, she just bet Mr. Not so Stuttery would be playing in the game, and how she hated to admit it...he was good.

Ugh, it was even awful admitting that in her mind.

"One can only hope." She hoped with allll her might! Placing her hair tie on her wrist, Evelyn lifted up her dark brown hair, adjusting the strands and length to the way she wanted it before putting it into a ponytail. Her scarf could warm her neck if needed, but she had History class next and she doubted it would be cold. Near the middle of the day, it should be warm enough.

Meep? Raising a brow, she looked down to see what spilled out of Sierra's bag, only to scowl at the evil little toy sticks. They were toys, yes? For a game. Though, it wasn't the game they were supposed to use them for. "I forgot about that." she muttered, stepping away from one of the sticks that rolled near her feet to pick up her bag again. Surprisingly yes, she had forgotten about a homework assignment.

Then again... "Have you finished it yet? The assignment." Hmm?

Frowning, Sierra set to work scourgify'ing her sticks. There was no way they were going back into her bag or actually into her hands like this. Thank Merlin she'd been able to summon them all back into the container they'd come in. She didn't even want to imagine how disgusting the bathroom floor was.

Her eyes flickered up to Evelyn when the girl mentioned something about the upcoming Quidditch match. Sierra wouldn't admit it--to anyone--but she was nearly a basket case of nerves. She'd even considered going to Lafay to ask for a Calming Draught but had changed her mind at the last minute.

"Yeah, I wish I would have forgotten about the assignment," she mumbled. She'd have made a zero, but she didn't really like Arithmancy all that much. At least the professor had been tolerable. "Finished it? I've only gotten as far as shoving the sticks into my bag...and then spilling them all across the bathroom floor," she said with a laugh. "Have you finished it yet?"

Hmm, Evelyn didn’t really particular care for the assignment, mostly since it was almost divination based, just with the explanations of the numbers instead of what is given in the divination class, however…she too somewhat wished she had forgotten about it. Darn, why couldn’t she just skip it!?

Laughing quietly, she adjusted her bag on her shoulder before glancing around the girl’s bathroom, seeing that…there was no one here but them. Eh. "No." she replied, turning her attention back to the younger Slytherin girl. "I still need a partner." She’d have went to go find Josh, but, she didn’t think he particulary enjoyed Arithmancy class. There was always Patroclus, or that Ravenclaw guy…or one of her she-snake friends, but really…none of them enjoyed the class!

…

"Classes don’t start for a little bit longer for me." Mmhmm, just throwing that out there.

...

Evelyn was going to make her ask, wasn't she?! Meh, at least it was Evelyn. Sierra would hate to have to go around asking Puffer Children to help her with something. Sierra took one glance up at her older friend and then tossed her bag back to the floor. This time, though, she made sure it was zipped before she did so. She didn't want any of her own personal belongings all over the floor of the bathroom. Now these sticks that had already spilled all across the floor--they belonged to the professor. Mwah haha! She could just return them later.

"Let's just get this assignment over and done with," she said, asking Evelyn to be her partner in a roundabout way. Did the girl take subtle hints? Hmm... "Partners? We could have the assignment over and done with in a matter of minutes." It'd be one less headache Sierra had to worry about...

One less for Evelyn, too, probably.

Mafalda walked into the bathroom,placed her hands on her waist,and yelled "HEY MYRTLE,ARE YOU THERE?"

Well at least she didn’t have to full out ask if Sierra would be her partner for this assignment. Meh, she didn’t like asking that stuff. Usually she was partners with Destiny so there was no need to ask, yet, the girl had that darn horn! The Slytherin girl could not stand it.

“The sooner the better.” She agreed, setting her bag down in a more gentle way then she did when she first arrived in the girl’s bathroom. The faster they got this over with, the faster she can get to things she actually wanted to do.

…

Except she was not using the arithmancy stick things that Sierra had. Those had been on the bathroom floor. Regardless that they all had been cleaned…Evelyn still got out her own set that she borrowed, including a notebook and pencil, before sitting on her bag, back against the wall. The assignment seemed simple enough. “You want to go first?”

Or, not? Who the heck was that girl asking for Myrtle. Pfft, everyone knows, or should know, that she should touch the pipes. It was the only way apparently to get her attention!

...actually, no. Sierra did not want to go first. For one, she'd never done this sort of thing before; and two--well, there was no two. Meh. She'd have to do it soon anyway, even if she went second, so she may as well go ahead and get her turn out of the way.

Shrugging, she said, "May as well." So what happened next? Hmm, maybe...oh, yeah. Evelyn was supposed to ask a question now, and then Sierra would draw out a stick that would give Evelyn the answer to her question. This was sort of like Divination...only easier.

"Alright, so what's your question?" she asked, closing her container of sticks and giving them a good shake. Maybe she'd shake some extra Myrtle germs off the ones that had fallen on the floor. Speaking of Myrtle, company had joined them and was apparently on the lookout for the ghost. It was sort of distracting, but maybe she and Evelyn could quickly get this over with and be out of the girl's way in no time.

Alrighty then. It was settled. Smiling, Evelyn laid her feet out in front of her as she crossed her arms, thinking over a good enough question. That...she had not thought of before actually. It would have probably saved them some time if she had thought of a question before hand.

Staring at the girl who was looking for Myrtle, the Slytherin raised a brow after a moment or so before another smile crept up on her face. There was a good question.

How the Myrtle searcher helped her think of one, she didn't know.

"If I stop studying for OWLs now, will I still be able to pass them with top marks?" There. There was a question she wanted an answer for. Mostly because all this studying was making her too tired to do anything else. Like stay awake in classes.

Knowing Evelyn and those awesome answers she was always giving in class, the answer to her question would most likely be a yes. Sierra probably shouldn't tell her that, though. Evelyn might really stop studying, and then...what if she failed?! Ehh, she'd just let the sticks decide what the official answer would be.

Sierra shook the container of sticks, making good and sure they were all mixed around. Reaching into the container and looking away for a split second, Sierra pulled out the stick that would contain the answer to Evelyn's question. "Alright Evelyn," she said, flipping the stick over to read the number, "you've got the number four."

Erm, ...right. Sierra didn't actually know what that meant, so she quickly dug through her bag, pulled out her Arithmancy textbook, and then quickly skimmed through a few of its pages. "Okay, number four means security and stability. I think this means that if you stop studying now, you'll...be stable and secure the day of the OWL exams."

Hmm... Returning to her book, Sierra added, "...which means, well...it says here that the number also means hard work, planning, foundation, organization, and wisdom." She closed her book and gave Evelyn the most apologetic look she could. "Actually, I think this means that you'll need to put in more hard work, start planning more, and work on your organization and wisdom." Pretty much, number four said that Evelyn's social life was pretty much down the drain until the end of the school year.

Number four!

For a split moment, she could not remember what the heck number four meant. Good or bad? Was it GOOD!?

Sitting quietly as she listened to Sierra, a smirk started to appear on her face. Hehe, of COURSE she would be stable and secure on the day of their OWL exams. Or should be at least.

...

...

o__O!! WHAT?

"More hard work..." Seriously? Frowning in concern, the Slytherin leaned forward to read from the younger girl's book. Work on organization, wisdom, work harder...plan more..."For Merlin sake, how much more work does it want me to do?!" Scoff.