Levi bit his lip, hoping his statement wasn't too forward. He was relieved when he saw her laughing and then shrugged. He wasn't sure what his legit thoughts were about modeling. For a spaz like him, he imagined that it wasn't the easiest job in the world. He could hardly sit still sometimes and he was always tripping over his robes--it was inevitable that he'd fall over every single day. He was hardly what one would call poised. Still, he didn't need to be. Ava Jade seemed to balance off his fumbling and awkwardness with her cheerful outlook and charm. He wondered why he hadn't seen her around the school before.

"Oh, anything I can find really," he replied before he showed her the rest of his sketchbook. "Wanna take a look in it? I have a few others but they're back in my dorm. They're not as good either." He paused, trying to muster up some courage.

"Ava Jade--um...I know we just met but--would you like to...er, go with me to the Three Broomsticks sometime?" he asked tentatively. "I understand if you're busy and all."

"Sure, I'd love to look at them," Ava Jade said, moving the sketchbook into a better view and looking at each of his drawings. Some were admittedly inferior to his newest sketch, but she thought a few of his others were even better. "These are so good," she told him. "Now I'm officially embarrassed I tried to draw in front of you!" she teased, laughing. A bit of an exaggeration, sure -- she hardly ever felt true embarrassment -- but she did feel a bit foolish after penciling a pathetic outline of what she had intended to be a dog while Levi had sat watching (and probably trying not to rip the pencil and paper away from her).

Those thoughts disappeared, though, as she heard his invitation to the Three Broomsticks with him. A date? Or was he merely asking a new friend to hang out with him? She wasn't really sure. And honestly she wasn't really sure which she'd rather it be. He was somewhat shy and a bit of a loner, and yet he was so talented and sweet. For now, though, she just wanted to get to know him better. "That'd be fun," she said sweetly, smiling at him. "That's almost always where I meet friends at Hogsmeade," she added laughingly, hoping that he caught the word friends and didn't think she was accepting an invitation to a date.

His smile pretty much returned as Orlando helped her get back on her feet. Unfortunately, the girl's smile failed to appear. Her frown/glare was persistent as always.

Orlando wondered, how long will it take for his new found frustration to come back - if she continued with this attitude. Pssh.

He sighed, tightening his grip on the books in his arm. It was useless. This girl needed some serious therapy before a better side of her appeared. Meh. "Me? Oh I am Orlando." he replied to her sudden query. "And you are?"

Enya continued to brush herself down as she answered, "Enya Mayberry. Don't forget that" She stopped to look him - Orlando as she now knew - up and down. She noticed he was clutching his books to him and had the impulse to knock them to the ground for letting her fall but she didn't. Instead she stuck with glaring.

Was he always this rude? Letting people fall to the ground? Being rude towards them? She really didn't know but would like to. She didn't ask though. However his smile towards her was irritating, how could he be nice to her?! She was being mean - not that she'd say THAT often - and threw his stuff around.

Sigh. She sat back down on the table and put her hands in front of her. After a moment she looked up. "Are you just going to stay there? It's rather annoying" She glared some more wondering what he was going to say. After a moment she added, "Do you usually let girls fall to the ground and smile about it?" She demanded accusing him.

"Hey Rene",Fee smiled.They hadnt seen eachother for sooo long.Realy, Hogwarts was such a huge place.If she was ready for thr wedding?!She was a giiiirl, of course the second year was ready."As ready as i can be",the blonde smiled.


"I really enjoy being with him",the blonde nodded,"i dunno what i did all the time without being his girlfriend."The time they had together was so precious and she loved it.Sighing the blonde jsut shook her head. Of course Fee knew about Justin's feelings but that didnt make him a worse friend."i know it too but still i cant just end the friendship",the second year tried to explain.That would be unfair to him.

Fee shook her head,he realy wanted to give up? woah where was her best friend?!"You are graduating and that means good grades get you good jobs",she said,"why do you want to lose that by giving up?"Transfiguration worse than Lafay? Was Rex for real?! Mhhh...."Are you sure?",she asked raising an eyrbrow," i can hardly imagine."

" Hugo is great for you and you for him" Rex told Fee." As long as you tell Justin he is just a friend and he believes you, everything will be fine" Rex said to Fee." Well, I need money, which I have, not good grades to open my dance studios" Rex explained to Fee." I would not think of giving up if I thought that teacher would have given me a fair grade or made it easier for me to understand" Rex sighed."Well, I would rather be in Lafay's doghouse than spend one minute in Transfiguration" Rex smiled an eerie smile.
Would you do me a favor?" Rex asked Fee.

" I know he is great for me",Fee smiled,"but i really hope he thinks the same about me too."Yes, she knew he liked her a lot but still the blonde didnt know what he felt exactly.She couldnt look in his head right?!"He knows that i love Hugo",the Slytherin explained.It was sweet how worried her best friend was but the girl new what she was doing."Ohhhhh you want to open a dance studio?",Fee asked stunned.That so sutied her best friend.He surely would be really succesfull with it. People were going to love him ,he was a dancing genius.Waaiiit, Rex rather wanted to be in Lafay's dog house? Nowwwww that made clear how much he disliked the new professor."I know what you mean but you shouldm proof the teacher wrong and show him what you can do if you want to."That was the best revenge actually. Ohh she should do him a favor?!"What is it bestie?"

Levi waited patiently as she flipped through the book of drawings. For some reason he couldn't explain, he was glad to have her as her company instead of somebody else. A lot of the other girls at Hogwarts tended to get on his nerves even if they hadn't intentionally meant to. This was because most of them were a toss-up with the way they treated him. There were the ones who would never dream of conversing with him, unless it was to copy off his homework or poke fun at how poor he looked. Yesterday he had been told, rather meanly, that he missed the casting call for Oliver Twist. Then there were the girls who were so overly-nice that he felt like a charity case around them. At least Ava Jade was sensible enough to treat him like he was her equal instead of an invalid or trash.

"Thanks," the dark-skinned boy said cheerfully. "Some of my old ones are pretty bad, though. I'm still an amateur..." When she agreed to go out with him, he felt his insides surge with triumph. Maybe it wasn't an official date, but he was sure she would have said no if she didn't like him. He beamed back at her, hugging the book to his chest. "Great! Can you meet me on the grounds tomorrow? Like after class? I've got to head off now but it was nice talking to you, Ava Jade!" With that, he began to scurry out of the library, almost crashing into another table and stumbling into the hallway. Once he was out of sight, he gave a fist-pump.

" Hugo really loves you" Rex told Fee." Trust me, I know it" Rex said to Fee." Yes, maybe two or three dance studios" Rex smiled." Hopefully I can show the profesor what I could do, but it will not matter if he does not like me and not give enough points to me" Rex explained to Fee. " Would you ask Emma, Alex and Freya why they are mad with me?" Rex asked Fee.

Ava Jade smiled back when he beamed at her. "Sure, I can meet you then. It was nice talking to you, too!" Then she watched him hurry out of the library, laughing lightly at his clumsiness. Normally she didn't get along with quieter people as well, but Levi was so easy to talk to that she could tell they were going to be good friends!

" I really do care for him too",Fee nodded.Hugo was the best thing that had ever happened to her and she wouldnt let go.Never. He was much to precious."I am so gonna visit you at your dance studio",she sasid smiling widely.There was nothing morr fascinating then seeing Rex dance. Shaking her had at her best friend the girl took his hand. "If you show him what you can do he has to give you points because you do it right."Emma,Alex and Freya were mad at him? Huh? Did Fee miss something."I dunno why they should be mad",she said,"but i am gonna ask them of course."The Slytherin would do anything for her bestie.

" I am so happy for you and Hugo" Rex told Fee." I expect to see you at my fance studio" Rex said to Fee." Well, hopefully I will get points" Rex sighed."Well, thanks for helping me with Emma, Alex and Freya" Rex smiled.

"Awwww and i am happy for you and Rene",Fee nodded.Rex seemed to be happy now.Finally."Oh i am going to visit you thats fro sure",she said smiling.The blonde would never make it without her best friend for long." You know i am always gonna be there for you",the Slytherin reassured him.

" I know you are happy for both of us" Rex told Fee. " If you do not visit, the tickle moster will come after you" Rex laughed." I will be there for you, too" Rex said to Fee. I thought Rene and you were togther with last minute setails on the wedding becase I have not seen her in awhile but you are here" Rex explained to Fee. Rex then got aa very sad look on his face, Not again- he thought to himself.

Melanie flopped into one of the cozy armchairs, with a little reluctance. She came there with one purpose and one purpose only- to concentrate. It was much too difficult to keep her mind on her task when she was in the common room and the Captain figured, logically, that the library would be a good place to do some review. She wasn't the brightest crayon in the box, at least when it came to academics, but she knew she would only be insulting herself if she didn't bother to at least try to study before NEWT time came around.

With a soft sigh, she reached down and pulled her canvas school bag off the ground. Melanie unbuttoned it, and began to look over her book choices ...All textbooks, but two, one on quidditch and one about a knight. Though she would have preferred either of them over her textbooks, Melanie made herself take out her Astronomy book, before dropping her school bag to the ground once more.

Almost idly, she began to flip through the textbook, looking over the information with a little interest in her eyes... better than none at all. At least there were pictures... Puuuuurty stars. Hehe.

Amadeus adjusted the strap of his leather book bag on his shoulder rather roughly as he strode into the reading lounge. After a rather rough quidditch practice with the team, most of his fellow players had returned to the common room to vent their frustrations or boil in silence in the dormitories. Not wanting to be around them in such a tense atmosphere, the seventh year decided to take his own irritation and squash it through a good, hard, hearty session of studying.

Nearly tossing his bag onto a table near one of the empty arm chairs, he sat down and nearly ripped his belongings from his bag, an eagle feather quill falling quickly to the floor in swift surrender. Picking it up and placing it back in its rightful spot, the blonde perused the titles that he had taken from his dormitory and brought with him. It was just his luck that he had brought two of the thickest, most horrid books that he had ever encountered: Unfogging the Future by Cassandra Vablatsky and Encyclopedia of Toadstools, the letters that spelled out the author's name having withered from the textbook's cover with age. Deus could have thrown both of the books into the nearby fireplace, having always despised the nilly-willy subject of Divination and never taken a liking to the intricacies of Herbology.

Sucking up his pride, he moved Vablatsky's brick of a book to the side and flipped open the other book to the first page, sighing as he attempted to immerse himself in the dense work. It would be the only way to relieve his annoyance at the lack-luster practice of the team earlier in the day. It was a few moments before his blue eyes began to wander about the nearly empty lounge, eventually falling on a fellow seventh year. The brows of the perturbed Ravenclaw knit together; why, in Merlin's name, was this day a cursed day for Amadeus Kipling? First practice, then the books, now the bloody captain of the Hufflepuff team, who were to be playing (and it was rumored, bashing into a pulp) Ravenclaw in a mere few weeks?

He had never spoken to her, nor she to him, but Amadeus had heard of her from his captain, Jacob Blunt. Maybe now would be the time to let her know that Ravenclaw was ready to fight the 'puff team tooth and nail for the quidditch cup, which the badgers had snatched up numerous times in recent years. Taking the plunge, he spoke up, knowing that his words word be audible at the armchair she was perched at a mere few feet away. "I hope you pay attention to the quaffle more than you're paying attention to that book," The Ravenclaw commented, a slight bite in his words.

Still poised in the armchair, hidden behind her thick old Herbology textbook, Melanie lifted her eyes. The dark green orbs landed on the Ravenclaw's unfamiliar face as he entered the Library... She didn't know him, but she knew who he was... in a totally roundabout way. All she knew about the other seventh year was that he was a player on the Ravenclaw team and that, in the last match, he'd been a beater. That, and, now that she was looking at him, the fact that he was rather handsome. Eh... That really wasn't important, though.

As she realized she was effectively distracting herself, Melanie went back to staring at the words in her textbook, and trying to concentrate. Failing to concentrate, actually, would be a more accurate phrase. For now she had quidditch on her mind and, really, how was she to concentrate on constellations and meteors and... other Astronomy stuff, when Quidditch was on her mind? And how in the name of Merlin was she supposed to get Quidditch off her mind when a Ravenclaw player was sitting mere feet away? Perhaps it was a sign she should go work on plays in the common room, instead of studying. Melanie would certainly rather be working on plays.

Unfortunately, the Ravenclaw boy addressed her just as the idea to leave crossed her mind. Melanie lowered her book to STARE at the 'claw, a question mark in her head. She couldn't help but wonder what his intentions were, after all. She didn't like that tone one bit. "I do." she replied coldly, shrugging it off. It was true enough. Lately she'd been spending much more time with the quaffle, and with the Hufflepuff team, than with any of her textbooks. "Not entirely sure why you would hope that, though, seeing as you're on the Ravenclaw team..." she trailed off, her eyebrows raised skeptically, as if daring him to say more.

Whatever he meant by the comment, it couldn't be very pleasant. Honestly, she was more curious to hear what he was getting to, than anything.

As the Hufflepuff made eye contact, Amadeus had to hide a smirk. So, the girl hadn't chosen to ignore his snide remark? A lot of people usually seemed to be intimidated by the imposing Kipling boy, so much so that they usually avoided him. Maybe that's why he only was friends with a few certain students and those on his team. As her remark reached his ears, his eyebrows rose in slight surprise. It wasn't often that people responded, much less responded in such a challenging fashion. It was easy to see that although she seemed to be a meek girl, she had gall. Amadeus couldn't have expected any less from a quidditch captain.

Pulling his nose away from his book and sitting up straighter, he answered, "Just making sure you're ready for the game, love," He answered, a small smile curling the corners of his lips upward. Deus had to admit, seeing some females become riled up was downright hilarious sometimes. "We Ravenclaws want to win, but we wouldn't want to embarrass you too much." This round of verbal sparring, with none other than such a formidable opponent as she, was already boosting his mood and his grandly-inflated ego. Such debates always did tend to cheer him up, whether or not it was simply poking fun with his best friends or something of a heavier sort. He lowered his head, eyebrows rising as he challenged the blonde right back. This would be interesting.

Melanie would have very much liked to inform the 'claw that that was her job and frankly, none of his business, but she refrained. Rather than answer him, the girl continued to stare at him blankly, as if still waiting for him to say something that made sense. Because, really, Amadeus couldn't actually be speaking to her to make sure she was ready for the game... Maybe he was talking in code. MAYBE "Just making sure you're ready for the game, love," really meant "I am a spy sent to spy on you and steal all your quidditch plays!"

Maybe.

Or perhaps he was just here to irritate her. That was certainly the way it seemed to the Hufflepuff Captain. "Good to know." she answered dully, letting her tensed shoulders relax and her raised eyebrows fall. He clearly just wanted an argument, right? Like one of her little cousins, when he got bored and she wouldn't make him any muffins? Meh. "I think both sides would like to win... And only time will tell who embarrasses-" Cue air quotes. "-who on the pitch. I wouldn't talk too much until you've faced us." she replied evenly, tapping her fingers on her book with a note of impatience.

Er... "And it's Melanie, by the way." she added, with a small smile. Not "love."

Amadeus sensed the atmosphere change as the badger girl seemed to forcibly relax. Or maybe she had given up? Not likely. Playing nice was almost a foreign strategy to the Ravenclaw, one that he wasn't quite comfortable or versed in using with those that weren't close friends and family. Thus, he was momentarily puzzled. Collecting himself, he attempted to relax as well, his eyebrows becoming unknitted as he leaned back in his armchair, arms resting on either side of him comfortably.

As she spoke, Deus took note of her words. Although she tried to play it off, her ever-tapping fingers on the cover of her textbook made it known that he was not necessarily a welcome presence. Excellent. "Oh, trust me," He began, shaking his head and grinning ever so slightly, "I've seen the way you play. Gryffindor took quite a beating during that last match." Custom dictated that he should have laughed mockingly, but he refrained; Braeden and Riley would be quite hurt if they caught word that he was verbally denigrating their noble house... even though their quidditch team definitely was not the best Hogwarts had to offer.

"Lovely to make your acquaintance," He nodded, never allowing his mockery of a smile to falter. "I'm Amadeus... Kipling." In typical, gentlemanly fashion, he introduced himself in the full, proper manner. Although pretty little Melanie was technically the enemy, she was still a lady and manners dictated that, at least for the most part, she should be treated as such. "If you don't mind my asking, what brings you to the library at such a late hour?" And just like that, the conversation had gone from combative to conversational. For now, at least.

"Of course i will visit",Fee chuckled,"how would i ever be able not to?"She would sooo die without seeing her bestie for days or weeks.Ugh,nooo."I havent seen her in a long time either",she shook her head,"but maybe she is going to popp up again nopw that she is better again."They still had a looooot to do... Why was this sad look now?Whaaat?!"Rex?",Fee asked looking her bestie in the eyes a little worried.

Kyle walked into the library reading lounge laiden with books, she had nearly three books, and a whole bag full of books. Ironically none of them were books for classes. They were all just a little light reading, still it wasn't light when it weighed 10 pounds or more. She put down the books, knocking a majority on the floor at the same time.

"Kyle, carry less next time" she said out loud to herself, and sighed, as she put everything on the table in front of her.

Jaina sat at one of the tables with a bunch of books about Norse mythology strewn about the table. It was all too confusing! She read over her questions again:

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Question #1:
Why was the Gleipnir made to hold the Fenrir wolf?

Question #2:
Why was Audhumla made?

Question #3:
Who is Thor? Is he like the comic book character? Did he use his
hammer to help the mortals? Was he really a good guy? When was
he born? Where did he live?

Honestly, what was she thinking! She sighed and browsed through a book trying to see if she could find any answers. Her curly, red hair hanging down along the sides and framing her face. She had the lily that Ben gave her still in her ear from the day before and the beautiful earrings he gave still in her ears could be seen when she rested her head on her hand.

"Oh bloody hell, Jaina! These are not the questions you asked me to help you with. You askd if I knew anything about Thor, not these other people. I know a little bit about Thor, I'm not a bloody encyclopedia. I can help you answer the questions, but it'll take alot of reading. Let's see what kind of books you have here." He read the titles of all the books she had surrounding her. He closed some of the books with simply, "Nope", " Not in your wildest dreams", and chuckled at a few before closing them and moving them to the side. "Ok. It's ok. I can get you the right books. You do know what you're taking right now is Nordic, right? Not Swedes, or Northern European. These are Nordic gods and people, mythic people, but still people. Now I'll be back with a whole new stack of books. You stay here, and read through what you have." With that said, he got up and went searching through stacks and the shelves of the library.

Jaina nearly jumped out of her seat when Benjamin said "Oh bloody hell, Jaina!" When did he get there?? "I have questions about Thor. See the last ones," she stated. She crossed her arms while he went through and pulled the books she had out that she apparently wasn't going to need. "All myths are are stories, Ben. You're great with stories! That's why I asked your help." When he left to return those books she didn't need and get others she would, she pulled out her book on Thor...by Marvel Comics....and began reading.