He had been hoping a different reaction from the scary Slytherin, truth be told. He thought she was going to walk off ready to kill the Gryffindor he had just told on pointed out.

It didn't matter how scary the girl was, she was at least nice, and VERY understanding. Thanking him and stuff, that's why leaving towards Neptune had been...a very difficult decision.

But, yeah, it had been nice to meet those two Slytherins today.



He was proud of himself. He'd greeted her properly, and he was certain she'd approved, being the opinionated girl she was then she would've complained about it almost instantly.

But she didn't.

WIN.

An then his name was called, ignoring the hand on his forearm because the way she said his name had granted the girl his full attention now. Sorry, Ellie. Sorry, Bishop.

Why was Jake...? Neptune didn't go to the game, did she? He couldn't help to frown one tiny bit, and then shrugged, "He hit his head, but he's alright now," too many questions could come out of what he said, and since Ravenclaw girls were so questioning...he decided to explain even further. Neptune deserved a wide explanation, no?

"None of us know what happened, the Seekers sort of went inside the covered part of the Stands and...then Ellie came holding a Snitch...and Jake holding his head," and he was quite the storyteller, no? "It was...rather worrying, truth be told, but he's fine." He nodded, reassuring Neptune that Jake was okay, and probably ready to see her, yes?

He'd decided to let out the part where Jake apologized to the other girls, because, well, this was Neptune he was talking to. And...perhaps Jake could get in trouble? He soooo didn't want Jake to get in trouble. No, seriously. He didn't.

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He was proud of himself. He'd greeted her properly, and he was certain she'd approved, being the opinionated girl she was then she would've complained about it almost instantly.

But she didn't.

WIN.

An then his name was called, ignoring the hand on his forearm because the way she said his name had granted the girl his full attention now. Sorry, Ellie. Sorry, Bishop.

Why was Jake...? Neptune didn't go to the game, did she? He couldn't help to frown one tiny bit, and then shrugged, "He hit his head, but he's alright now," too many questions could come out of what he said, and since Ravenclaw girls were so questioning...he decided to explain even further. Neptune deserved a wide explanation, no?

"None of us know what happened, the Seekers sort of went inside the covered part of the Stands and...then Ellie came holding a Snitch...and Jake holding his head," and he was quite the storyteller, no? "It was...rather worrying, truth be told, but he's fine." He nodded, reassuring Neptune that Jake was okay, and probably ready to see her, yes?

He'd decided to let out the part where Jake apologized to the other girls, because, well, this was Neptune he was talking to. And...perhaps Jake could get in trouble? He soooo didn't want Jake to get in trouble. No, seriously. He didn't.

Neptune wasn't entirely unaware of the effect she was having on Treyen Lockhart. Under different circumstances, she'd have certainly batted her eyelashes at him, giggled, and otherwise flirted. As it were...

"You can't both "be fine now" and "in the hospital wing" Treyen Lockhart. Being IN the hospital signifies NOT okay-ness." She pinched his arm for good measure.

"You're all barbarians, you know!? You're all... just.... Quidditch is NOT alright!" Miss Bott shrilly informed the Hufflepuff player. She was a weeeee bit loud and MEANT it ENTIRELY.

"I know I am", she joked along with Vashti... she bega to feel guilty, for making her dance in the first place- although to be fair it was in the name of celebration. After all Ravenclaw had won the Quidditch Cup!!!!! ......epic!


Emily was beginning to feel a little unwell.. she had an ache in her chest.. or was it her heart? She couldn't tell the difference. She looked over at the buffet, Vindictus was still sitting at one of the tables with Jacob.

Ow! there it was again... that pain, that horrible achy pain in her chest. She could feel Finlays warm and and arms wrapped around her waist, it was comforting and warm... and pleasant. Though a small part of her wished it was somebody else... and we all knew who that somebody else was. Tearing her eyes away from Vindictus she rested her cheek on Finlay's chest as the music began to slow. Now she had a different ache...guilt.

How could she be dancing with lovely Finlay when all she could think about was him? It made her feel sick, right to the pits of her stomach.

All girls should be like Neptune.

On second thought...no. That wouldn't make Neptune Bott special if that were the case.

His face fell as she said his full name. That was not a good sign. And he was going to panic soon if he didn't make her feel a little bit alright, because he was the one that was giving her the news, which seemed awful to her. "I'm sorry, the Healer just decided to keep him up for a while longer, but he's not in danger or anything," well, yes, he'd apologized even if none of this was his fault. His face was kept neutral even after he felt the pinching Ouch! btw., and it had hurt, okay? Because Neptune Bott had nails.

Still, let's be brave enough in front of the lady and not complain about a pinch, yes?

"I worded it all wrong, perhaps I should've said that he wasn't in any danger or seriously harmed." He WAS sorry, okay, and slightly concerned for Neptune's sake.

Until she started to yell at him. No, not yell, because beautiful girls like Neptune didn't do such a thing. She was...just...talking louder than usual. Making her feelings known. How could he shut her up? He couldn't. It was best if she let it all out, no? That's why he didn't interrupted her.

His eyes were closed for two seconds, and then he sighed, "I know." He was speaking rather softly now. "I didn't mean to bring distress over you, Neptune." He nodded, slowly. Every movement he made was done VERY slowly, because Neptune was upset.

"Shall I...," he swallowed as his eyes found Ellie again, with that boy, "...escort you to the Hospital Wing?" Oh, please, Neptune, SAY NO.

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All girls should be like Neptune.

On second thought...no. That wouldn't make Neptune Bott special if that were the case.

His face fell as she said his full name. That was not a good sign. And he was going to panic soon if he didn't make her feel a little bit alright, because he was the one that was giving her the news, which seemed awful to her. "I'm sorry, the Healer just decided to keep him up for a while longer, but he's not in danger or anything," well, yes, he'd apologized even if none of this was his fault. His face was kept neutral even after he felt the pinching Ouch! btw., and it had hurt, okay? Because Neptune Bott had nails.

Still, let's be brave enough in front of the lady and not complain about a pinch, yes?

"I worded it all wrong, perhaps I should've said that he wasn't in any danger or seriously harmed." He WAS sorry, okay, and slightly concerned for Neptune's sake.

Until she started to yell at him. No, not yell, because beautiful girls like Neptune didn't do such a thing. She was...just...talking louder than usual. Making her feelings known. How could he shut her up? He couldn't. It was best if she let it all out, no? That's why he didn't interrupted her.

His eyes were closed for two seconds, and then he sighed, "I know." He was speaking rather softly now. "I didn't mean to bring distress over you, Neptune." He nodded, slowly. Every movement he made was done VERY slowly, because Neptune was upset.

"Shall I...," he swallowed as his eyes found Ellie again, with that boy, "...escort you to the Hospital Wing?" Oh, please, Neptune, SAY NO.

Neptune STARED at Treyen. STARE STARE STARE. His babbling was not making anything better. Re-explaining actually just made it worse. Reiterating that Jake was hurt due to Quidditch. It made her more angry than she already was.

And THEN he AGREED with her?!? Mr. Quidditch-Player-Himself agreed with her? THAT too somehow made her MORE angry. Red-faced angry.

"Oh... Bah!" Neptune crossed her arms with a GIANT huff in Trey's direction. "You're wrong, you're sorry, and you're a barbarian? Don't be so agreeable! And NO you shall not walk me to the Hospital Wing because I am NOT going there!"

F O O T S T O M P ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Blink.

Her face was reddening, and he didn't have a shield or anything. Was that why Salander always wore armors? To protect himself from angry girls?

Because, yes, Neptune was angry, alright?

He knew it.

Actually, he was sure everyone in the vicinity knew it.

NOOOOOOOO! Not the crossing of the arms! He was...worried...but this time, for himself. But then a small smile made an appearance on is face. "Oh, but I'm not wrong." He wanted to die, right? "All that I said happened, actually happened." See, and that's what he thought she was referring to, not the way he'd worded things. He WAS sorry, because he should've kept on walking towards Bishop instead, but...then again...who could resist saying 'Hi' to Neptune, right?

A barbarian? "Only when playing Quidditch." Because he seemed to be behaving like a gentleman at the moment.

GRIN.

SHE SAID NO!

And he was forever happy. Yet there was still a frown on his face. He noticed something. "Why are you upset? The real reason, Neptune." Aha, there was something there, in her eyes, he was positive about that.

He was...tentatively smiling. If she killed him right there, at least he'd die with a smile on his face, no?

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Blink.

Her face was reddening, and he didn't have a shield or anything. Was that why Salander always wore armors? To protect himself from angry girls?

Because, yes, Neptune was angry, alright?

He knew it.

Actually, he was sure everyone in the vicinity knew it.

NOOOOOOOO! Not the crossing of the arms! He was...worried...but this time, for himself. But then a small smile made an appearance on is face. "Oh, but I'm not wrong." He wanted to die, right? "All that I said happened, actually happened." See, and that's what he thought she was referring to, not the way he'd worded things. He WAS sorry, because he should've kept on walking towards Bishop instead, but...then again...who could resist saying 'Hi' to Neptune, right?

A barbarian? "Only when playing Quidditch." Because he seemed to be behaving like a gentleman at the moment.

GRIN.

SHE SAID NO!

And he was forever happy. Yet there was still a frown on his face. He noticed something. "Why are you upset? The real reason, Neptune." Aha, there was something there, in her eyes, he was positive about that.

He was...tentatively smiling. If she killed him right there, at least he'd die with a smile on his face, no?

"I KNOW it happened, Treyen! I KNOW." Why did he KEEP saying it? Neptune had to wonder if he thought her daft. She DID think him daft at the moment.

Particularly because he kept smiling at her. WHY?

...

He was clearly missing a few screws. Like mentally deficient. She stared at him so hard his hair risked being lit on fire. "Stop grinning at me. It doesn't make any sense in the context of our conversation. Are you proud of being a barbarian? Are you happy? You don't smile unless you're happy." Neptune could NOT believe she was having to explain that to anyone, let alone a GROWN UP BOY.

She looked away, far far far away at his question. "Toomanyreasonstoname." MUMBLEMUMBLESTOPLOOKINGATME.

Ellie raised an eyebrow at the young one. Easily? Sure, Spike, sure. But she couldn't help feeling admirable about him. He really was a trooper.

"Okay." Smile.

She'll keep an eye on him just in case he did want help. That is, if the boys around him decided to leave, at least.

She just smiled and shrugged. She knew how, but he would be able to prove himself better without knowing, wouldn't he? Maybe.

They were...waltzing?

"This hardly seems like the appropriate dance for this song," Ellie mused. She didn't comment on the actual dancing, though. A bit more time would tell.

Okay. Shut up Treyen. Don't...say...anything...else.

He had no idea what Neptune's reactions could be if he kept talking, and since he'd done more harm by doing so, then he...failed to comment even further. Surely, he'd made the right choice, no?

Oh, he couldn't help but smile even more, and so he took his eyes away from Neptune as long as the smile was on his face, "I'm not grinning at you, I was just thinking of some--," eyes widened. Someone? "--something, yeah, something else, sorry." Probably not the greatest idea to say that. Not in the presence of the Bott girl.

Awwww, Neptune!

He heard her, okay? "I bet there's only one reason that matters most, right?" Totally.

Let's do her a favor and look away. But, oh...he froze in place. Because Ellie was dancing with that other boy, and Treyen was now frowning. If he'd walked towards Ellie the second he saw her...

...he should probably compose his face, no? In case Neptune looked at him and noticed something was wrong?

Probably. Yet, he didn't.

So was that a yes? Dallin made a pouty face but quickly changed it to a smirk. He took a few more seconds to listen to the music some more, then shrugged. "We can swing instead?" he suggested. "I'm not as good at this as I am at the waltz though."

With a shrug, he put his right hand on her shoulder blade and rocked on his feet to get a feel for his music. Then he started swinging. A smile slowly creeped onto his face, and he twirled Ellie. He was doing pretty good, if he said so himself.

Swing?

Ellie raised her eyebrow at him. Just because...Well, if Dallin dancing at all was a far stretch of the imagination, then swinging was...not comprehendable.

Oh. My.

He was...wow. She was stunned. And, he'd totally proven himself.

Oh Twirl! Ellie loved it when Tre-....

Oh... Twirl...

She tried to look around her in a discrete way. Looking...just looking...

Ohhhhhhhhh?

He delivered 'Jake is in the hospital news', grinned at her, made her upset, and NOW he was thinking about someone else?

SO MUCH for undivided attention, right?????? Damsel in distress? SIGH.

No. Really. SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGH.

"Treyen, I'm not twisting your arm to stay here with me." In fact, she wasn't touching him at all. She was hugging herself tight, arms still crossed. Neptune tried to follow where his attention went, but she couldn't quite focus. And whenever she looked around she just ended up seeing Jim and that didn't help anything ever.

"Wrong. Go away. Shoo. Thank you for your time." Neptune offered him a stiff little bow then turned around so her back was to him. BYE.

Lexi could not HELP but hear the dulcet tones Miss Bott was emitting over there. Piling some food on her plate she turned slowly to witness this episode. Hehehe. Wow... she was telling Lexi that SHE turned her house into a verb? Looked like Neptune was Gryffindoring poor Treyen over there. Not that Lexi cared too much...

Grabbing up a carrot stick she took a nibble and looked back and forth between the two. Hehe. She would SO throw food at Treyen's face if he upset Neptune too much.

She...was right. All Ravenclaws were, sooner or later. And he was also right, because he shouldn't have said what he said earlier, actually he should've have STOPPED near Neptune in the first place!

The boy was speechless.

'Thank you for your time'? "Anytime, Miss Neptune." ANY time. And she didn't walk away, she just stood there, giving her back to him. Yes, okay, he could take a HINT. Right?

Treyen was now at a loss at what to do next. What was he even planning on doing before the Neptune-scene came along?? He couldn't remember! And now that boy was twirling Ellie around?!

Treyen frowned even more. He needed something to drink. Now.

So, this was slightly depressing. She clearly didn't think he was as amazing as he thought he was. He lost some enthusiasm, but he continued to dance; she could ask him to stop if she wanted.

Soon, though, he forgot what move came next and he started making it up as he went along. Deciding that he should quit while he was ahead, he gave Ellie one last spin out, then back in, then a dip, then he stopped.

"So," he murmured, "Do you believe me now?" Because that had been the main objective, hadn't it?

Giggle.

"I noticed.." His flaw in going out of step and then completely abandoning the dance altogether. But Ellie was smiling. It was no big deal. And much funner, anyway.

Nod. "I believe you." Giggle. "I'm still surprised, though." Totally.

"Good." Dallin replied, satisfied. His smile was back as soon as Ellie giggled. So, he hadn't completely embarrassed himself, then.

He half-smiled. "It is surprising, I guess. But you can blame the fact that I have four sisters that thought it'd be 'cute-'" he said the word while rolling his eyes - "if I knew how to dance."

He was just glad they gave up on that idea before they made him learn something like the Cha Cha or the Tango.

Heh.

And she thought it was good that he was admitting that it would be surprised. Because then she didn't feel bad. Even if she wasn't gonna anyway.

Ellie eyed him and looked around her again, looking... "Can I ask you a question?" Not like she was NOT going to if he'd said 'no'. "What's with boys and the word 'cute'?" Was it really so bad a word?

It seemed, given all the heightened emotions of the celebration, Renée had managed to slip in rather unnoticed. Considering the fact she knew of at least one Ravenclaw Quidditch player who probably wouldn't want her congratulations, that could have been considered a good thing, but she still wanted to be there. Even if there was the possibility only Max knew she'd even been a Ravenclaw at one time. (Well, Jared knew too, but he wasn't there.) She had that obligation to support the house, therefore she was there at the party. There was always the possibiity the excitement would dull other animosities as well, but she hoped there were enough people who actually liked her that the one wouldn't have much effect anyhow. Or even, that she could use the win to help her cause. In an odd way.

Still heading for the buffet, she saw Treyen notice her out of the corner of her eye, and she turned to smile at him as it seemed he was heading over. That was another odd story, but at least it was notice. He was distracted by Neptune, however, so she nodded a little to show she understood, then continued on her way to the buffet. No dancing unless anyone had an excellent argument, but she could munch on food and enjoy the music. At least until a Quidditch player or two got close enough that she could slip a congratulatory wish to them. And, when she saw some strawberries, she zeroed in and took one reverently. They were nowhere near as good as chocolate, but it was a close second.

Right.

Josh was late the to the Eagle's Party. But of course was not bothered about that fact for obvious reasons. How enjoyable could be the party of a house who was known for their utmost care about classes and grades and books and homework and other deadly boring stuff like those? Meh. They were just SO lucky that they had this Josh Carter; the Master of the Awesomest of the Awesome Parties as a schoolmate. Yes, maybe not as a housemate but Josh was not going to leave those poor blue eagles without the pleasure of experiencing REAL party just because he was a Gryffindor. Being so noble and helpful, the lion boy was going to grant them this favour. A gift from for being the Quidditch champion and all. Heehehehe.

So; slowly, lazily and cooly walking into the large party tent, the lion boy first observed around some. People, tables, people, chairs, people, buffet, people, big cake, people, shiny stuff, people, large Ravie banner and people...etc. Well...at least they had not decorated the place with textbooks and exam papers. Hemce why he had thought, at first place, that this party might have been in the library instead. Bahahahaha! There were even more people then he had expected to be which was good. Very good indeed.

However; though the party was not as horrible as he had thought it would be, it still looked like it needed to be fixed and replaced with something much more fun! That way it would be a real party. Move people! Move! The Master of Everything had come!

Making his way to the table which was close to the middle of the tent, Josh smirked to himself and stepping on the chair before him, he jumped on the table! Yeah, he was walking on the table eyeing everybody there! ''ALL RIGHT PEOPLE! NOW THE FUN PART OF THE PARTY STARTS'' he yelled to everyone trying to make his voice perceptible.

''NOW! RIGHT NOW THE REAL PARTY STARTS! WE ARE GOING TO PLAY 'KICK THE RAVENCLAW AND DOUBLE THEIR HAPPINESS' SOUNDS FUN, HA?''

BAHAHAHAHAHA!

''IT'S JUST SIMPLE AS THE NAME OFFERS AAAAAND...'' the Gryffindor looked around some more to spot Vinny in the tent. Where was Vinny? Hmm. He could not see the man but whatever. ''...EXTRA CREDIT GOES FOR THE BIG ONE'' Yeah, the big one. The big Ravenclaw.

This must entertain them. Yeah. It must.

Iris looked away from her zone of focus (which was nothing) when she heard someone yelling something about kicking the Eagles. Looking around, the prefect fond Josh... stood on a table.

Was she really surprised?

No.

Sighing, Iris rolled her eyes. HOW HAD THIS BOY NOT BEEN EXPELLED BY NOW?! "Josh!" she yelled, folding her arms. "You won't be kicking ANY 'Claws. Shut up and get off the table. Now." This boy was insufferable, he really was.

Having left the grouping of Ravenclaws surrounding Professor Vindictus, Simon had wandered over to the buffet table to grab something to eat. He was enjoying his time the best he could despite the bittersweet feelings it threatened. That was until he spotted someone step on top of table rolling his eyes at the antics until he froze hearing the familair raised voice coming from the attention grabber. Putting down his glass, the captain strode quickly closer to the table sighing at having to deal with his troublesome friend.

"JOSH!" he yelled as he came up to the table trying to get the younger boy's attention since he wasn't in front of him. "What in Merlin's beard do you think you are doing? Get down before you get in nore trouble." Simon dreading what would happen when the attention was caught by the man who could only be the 'big one' Josh himself alluded to.

She was late to the celebration, but with reason. Melanie brushed one of the pretty blue balloons aside lightly and weaved her way around a few people in order to reach the buffet table. She was hungry... and thirsty, too… That’s what happened when you played quidditch. Melanie just took one butterbeer, though, snapping off the cap with only minor difficulty, before taking a ginger sip from the thin layer of foam on the top. Yummm.

After that, she was fairly content, and thus she stepped away from the refreshments, so as not to be in anyone else’s way. Without much to do, except for look for something to do, Melanie found herself peering about aimlessly. It was then that she spotted the Ravenclaw Captain.

…Congratulations were in order, yes?

Yes. “Hey there,” Cue awkward waving, because she was pretty sure she hadn’t properly spoken to Captain Blunt yet. Melanie wasn’t shy to do so now, though. “I just wanted to say congrats. On the win, and on the cup. Ravenclaw played admirably today and, if we had to lose, I'm glad we lost to such a good team.” She nodded, as if to signify she was being sincere… and then, because she wasn’t entirely certain whether there was anything else to say or not, Melanie took another drink from her beverage and shot him a small smile. Really, the more she thought about it, the more awesome second had begun to sound to her. The Captain's mood had improved considerably, and she was incredibly proud of all her team had accomplished.

Sure, it was a party for the winner of the Quidditch Cup and sure, Alex had wanted it to be Slytherin's win but a party was a party after all. Besides, Ellie was supposed to be around there somewhere. If only he could find her.

Just then he noticed a brunette stumbling about he tilted his head to his side confused. Was it... Was it a dance of victory because her house had won the Cup? He walked up to her with a small smile. "Hey El." he said. "What er... What are you doing?" Because if it was a dance, he wouldn't want to sound disrespectful and say that it looked funny. He didn't want to lose the girl he'd been longing to get for over a year.

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She...was right. All Ravenclaws were, sooner or later. And he was also right, because he shouldn't have said what he said earlier, actually he should've have STOPPED near Neptune in the first place!

The boy was speechless.

'Thank you for your time'? "Anytime, Miss Neptune." ANY time. And she didn't walk away, she just stood there, giving her back to him. Yes, okay, he could take a HINT. Right?

Treyen was now at a loss at what to do next. What was he even planning on doing before the Neptune-scene came along?? He couldn't remember! And now that boy was twirling Ellie around?!

Treyen frowned even more. He needed something to drink. Now.

Neptune couldn't QUITE keep from looking over her shoulder back to him.

....Hmph.

"You're still here." In case he didn't realize.

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SPOILER!!: Josh

Right.

Josh was late the to the Eagle's Party. But of course was not bothered about that fact for obvious reasons. How enjoyable could be the party of a house who was known for their utmost care about classes and grades and books and homework and other deadly boring stuff like those? Meh. They were just SO lucky that they had this Josh Carter; the Master of the Awesomest of the Awesome Parties as a schoolmate. Yes, maybe not as a housemate but Josh was not going to leave those poor blue eagles without the pleasure of experiencing REAL party just because he was a Gryffindor. Being so noble and helpful, the lion boy was going to grant them this favour. A gift from for being the Quidditch champion and all. Heehehehe.

So; slowly, lazily and cooly walking into the large party tent, the lion boy first observed around some. People, tables, people, chairs, people, buffet, people, big cake, people, shiny stuff, people, large Ravie banner and people...etc. Well...at least they had not decorated the place with textbooks and exam papers. Hemce why he had thought, at first place, that this party might have been in the library instead. Bahahahaha! There were even more people then he had expected to be which was good. Very good indeed.

However; though the party was not as horrible as he had thought it would be, it still looked like it needed to be fixed and replaced with something much more fun! That way it would be a real party. Move people! Move! The Master of Everything had come!

Making his way to the table which was close to the middle of the tent, Josh smirked to himself and stepping on the chair before him, he jumped on the table! Yeah, he was walking on the table eyeing everybody there! ''ALL RIGHT PEOPLE! NOW THE FUN PART OF THE PARTY STARTS'' he yelled to everyone trying to make his voice perceptible.

''NOW! RIGHT NOW THE REAL PARTY STARTS! WE ARE GOING TO PLAY 'KICK THE RAVENCLAW AND DOUBLE THEIR HAPPINESS' SOUNDS FUN, HA?''

BAHAHAHAHAHA!

''IT'S JUST SIMPLE AS THE NAME OFFERS AAAAAND...'' the Gryffindor looked around some more to spot Vinny in the tent. Where was Vinny? Hmm. He could not see the man but whatever. ''...EXTRA CREDIT GOES FOR THE BIG ONE'' Yeah, the big one. The big Ravenclaw.

This must entertain them. Yeah. It must.

Already being QUITE irritated, it was no real surprise that the SHOUTING of THIS Gryffindor made Neptune see red.

R E D.

1. He was Gryffindoring to the most unattractive degree possible.
2. He'd choked Jake.
3. Was.... the BIG ONE .... Jimmy? WAS 'THE BIG ONE' JIMMY?

In Neptune's mind, Jim was the big one, so 3 strikes Mr. Carter. With easy subtly, Neptune retrieved her wand from her purse.

Then she quite simply cast a POTENT and ANGRY non-verbal stunner, Josh Carter's chest being her bullseye.

He got off easy. She was sort of wishing Mr. Durskurk had taught them those Unforgiveables, because .... she wasn't feeling very forgiving towards him at ALL.

.... stunner sent, she wandered towards the edge of the tent. You know, nothing to see here, innocent Bott coming through. HOPEFULLY HE FELL AND HIS HIT HIS BIG STUPID HEAD.