"There's only good things to say about you Ara." Finn murmured with a smirk. It was partially true. He really did not know any bad things about Ara at the moment, so he couldn't actually tell anyone anything bad about her. Not yet anyway. In the future in might been a different matter, but he had a feeling it would not be. Finlay liked Ara, an awful lot, and kind of had the feeling that he was not going to be mean to her at all. For now. But he did smile at her. "And you are such a vain little thing." Just like he was. Haha. They were definitely a good match, he only hoped that there would be enough room for both of their egos.

Ara knew he wanted to come see the animals? Well. Care of magical creatures wasn't the best of his subjects, but then again it wasn't the worst of his subject either. He was sure that he'd be able to join them down there though. It would be a fun little trip. "Of course I want to go with you." Because who didn't like spending time with their girlfriend? haha. "You should come too Mia." He mused, glancing back at his friend....who seemed to like talking about him and Ara haha.

He was bedazzled? Now. That was a term he wouldn't really use to describe his feelings towards Ara just yet, but it was amusing. "Bedazzled....sure Mia." He grinned at her, before laughing a bit. "I'll try to remember you...."

"A compliment, indeed," said Cedric, smilingly. He observed Mia and Ivan but did it in a rather discreet way. Squint. Squint. The two seemed to be getting closer and closer each passing second. Flirting, was that they called it? Of course he knew how to flirt... sort of. It was something he'd learned during his stay at Hogwarts. He could flirt with Mia or any girl if he wanted but he was getting rather bored and uncomfortable.

He snuck a furtive glance at the door, earnestly planning of making his exit. Who wanted to be in between of two set of lovers... when you haven't any sensible person, like you, to talk to? He wasn't going to pass out... yet. Well, he would, like really soon... so he could have his nap and all.

Cedric just smiled at Ara in response. Like Mia and Ivan, of course Ara and the Ravvie guy seemed quite caught up with each other and he so decided he was being an 'obstacle' to their deliberately forming relationships. He sat back, resting his head on the cushion and then stretching his glorious muscled arms. Finn? Ahh. So that was the Ravenclaw prefect's name. "Yeah, Finn, you can join us if you want." He wouldn't have bothered talk again for, as you see, they were chatting amongst themselves but he just couldn't help it.

"The big deal is that no body likes to be laughed at all because they were born into a totally different world. You grew up with magic and the wizarding world, I didn't. Its not my fault and I would appreciate it if you didn't laugh," Beth sighed. "I'm sorry for yelling I guess but well . . . I have to go." Beth hurriedly picked up her pile of books and hurried out of the library.

What?!?! Emily stood up as well.
"I wasn't laughing at you because of that! I wasn't even laughing at you! And if you knew how hard my life's been because of all... this" she gestered around her "you woudn't be saying anything like that!"
Beth had already left, but she coudn't help shout after her. What? How? She didn't get it.

Guess old habits die hard. Her habit of having no-one like her.

She picked up her half read book, and went back to the shelves to look for more books. Hopefully she woudn't run into Beth again... ever.

Elle held up the book she was reading and pointed at it. Dragon Species of Great Britain and Ireland."

She then noticed her friend's book too. "What's that about?" Gesturing towards the book she was holding on one hand.

Okay so this place seemed pretty cool to him but the thing was is that he had never been at this place that much and why was that because he was to busy creating drama on accident last term and this was his last term at Hogwarts. Beck had a great feeling about his last year at Hogwarts and that made him feel awesome and feeling awesome makes him feel good. Beck look around well he didn't know any of these faces at all and he frowned. Maybe someone would come up and talk to him but who knows. He's not much of a greeter.

Evangeline walked into the library, and immediately her destination was the stained glass windows. It did not particularly seem in her nature, but she always game to the library at some point in the week, usually more often than that, and she always came over beside the stained glass windows. Coming over to the place where she usually sat and read, she noticed a boy standing close by, and she smiled at him. "Hello," she said in a friendly mood, today. She sat down with her book in hand, and looked up at him.

Beck wasn't much of a reader but he liked the library because he liked to write but he wouldn't let anyone know that but then he noticed a girl near him well now she would know about his secret. Beck closed up in notebook and put his blue pen in his pocket. Beck smiled at the girl. She was very pretty. "Hello." Beck said in his French accent.

"Oh, you're not British." Evangeline smiled, talking in her American accent. "I'm Evangeline," she extended her hand for him to shake. She noticed him folding up his notebook, but didn't comment on it, she just looked at him through her dark brown eyes.

Beck laughed. "I know I'm not British." Beck smiled. Should he even tell her where he is from. "But you're not British either." Beck told her. That was needed to be said to her. "It's lovely to meet you Evangeline." Beck told her. "I'm Beck Salvatore." Beck said.

Meredith was walking along in the library when she noticed some really pretty stained glass windows. She thought they were really cool. She was pretty tired so she sat down and just stared out the window day dreaming

"No, I'm not." She said. If he was going to say where he was from, she wasn't going to say where she was from, either. He could guess. She guessed that he was probably French, that's what it sounded like, not that she had really known many French before. "And it's a pleasure to meet you." She said.

"I'm from Paris, France." Beck told her. "Where bout's are you from?" Beck asked her. "Some state in America, correct?" Beck asked her. He assumed that he was right due to her accent. "So what house are you in?" Beck asked her another question.

"I thought it would be something like that." She said. "You guess correctly. New York City." She told him in. "I'm in Slytherin." She smiled. "And yourself?" She asked. It was possible, because she had only been here this year, but she didn't think that he was a Slytherin. He didn't quite seem like he would be, either.

Ahh. Beck smiled. "My family has a winter home in New York City." Beck told her. "I've had many friends in Slytherin last term but they are all out of Hogwarts." Beck frown but then he put on a happy face. "I'm in the wonderful house of Hufflepuff." Beck said proudly.

"Oh, really?" I always loved it there. It was sad that when talking about New York it was in the past tense, because it used be her home, but Evangeline knew that she would never go back there. But England and Hogwarts was certainly growing on her. "Hufflepuff. Cool house."

Anna looked down at moste potente potions. She bought it over summer holidays. "Potions book. But its pretty twisted.Look at these pictures!" She said turning the book around. "Wrong huh? But its like a train wreck I know I should look away but I just cant because its just so fascinating!"

As Anna flipped through the pages to show Elle the reason of her fascination, the First Year was surprised at how adventurous this Gryffie was.

She raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Wow! You sure don't look like someone who would be interested in something like that! But yes, it does look cool... yet creepy." Elle laughed softly.

She tapped on the empty space beside her and said, "Sit here and enjoy the cushion. I can't crane my neck any further. You're too tall for a petite girl like me," she chuckled. It was not always nice to be short, which would mean that everyone was way taller than you and you had to look up most of the time...

Anna scooted over to the other chair. It was very nicely cushioned. "I'm not that tall." she smiled. "Oh look at this one! It is supposed to make you change in appearance to resemble someone else! That'd be so cool! Imagine the things you could do...the mischief!" She thought about brewing it...but it would take WAY to long.

Elle's eyes widened with familiarity. "Hey, I've heard of that before! Hm..."

Contemplating a little, she continued, this time in a whispered voice. "Think of doing it? But who should we pretend to be..." She tapped a finger at her chin.

"Ah! We could swap. I'll pretend to be you. You become a Slytherin me. Whaddya think? Or is it too bold.."

"You have? How would we get the ingredients. And if you think that is bold. Ha! We could impersonate anyone! I do suppose though that it'd be pretty cool being a Slytherin..." She started to tap her chin in thought. "What do you think?" She asked.

"I could get my brothers to smother some ingredients. They're good at it. Plus they're really stealth and sly, just like how Slythies are." She said proudly.

"Yes... I also want to see Gryffindor's House... Hm.." Elle turned to look at Anna, this time with a mischievous smile on her face.

Anna smiled. She did have a backbone. This girl'd be fun. An maybe. Just maybe Anna wouldn't be responsible for corrupting her. "I figure your house would be pretty cool too. You think we can actually make one though? Where would we?" This would be so awesome. This was her first rule break and speaking of... "I wonder how many rules this will be breaking...truthfully I dont care."

"Tsk.. Don't be a sissy now, Anna!" She laughed. Thinking for a moment, Elle replied with a grin, "The most unlikely place would be... at the far edge of the Lake, near the Forbidden Forest. What do you think, fellow rule breaker?"

"Well, Fellow Rule breaker. I think its a great idea. However we need a way to further disguise it so that no one will touch it but we rule breakers! How sould we go about this amazing feat?" She asked. This girl was fun very fun. Maybe even a little crazy. Crazy was good. Crazy was ALWAYS VERY good.