So, he'd finally signed-up for Quidditch, and he was sort of regretting his decision when he took his book to study for the one thing was he didn't know was happening or not. OWLs.

Either way, Treyen moved one of the armchairs closer to the fireplace, and sat there. Book open, but eyes on the fire. A small smile made its way towards his face as he remember how him and Arya had been roasting marshmallows just a few months ago, before they were even a couple fifth year Prefects.

Things seemed simpler back then, no?

So, she had a book.... she also had a half finished box of chocoballs. It wouldn't be a surprise if she finished the candy and never got around to studying for OWLs. But she was hoping to find her co-prefect in the common room, and LOOK... there he was.

Grin on he face as she headed from the girl's dormitory, she shifted the book in her arms and shuffled over to an armchair beside the boy. "Taking a break?" Her eyes followed his gaze to the fire curiously.

What? He actually had to look to see who it was that had spoken to him. That's how into the dancing flames he was. "Arya!" he exclaimed, both excited and surprised. Really, he'd been meditating, apparently, so the interruption managed to caught him off guard.

"I...never started," clearly, whichever answer he chose to go with was going to be a lie, that's why he'd replied the way he did.

"How are you?" he asked, turning towards her instead of the fire. "Oh, your gift! I have right here...just...wait," he said, after leaving the book aside and searching for a gift that was wrapped in carefully-selected Daily Prophet edition. If you looked at it closely, you'll see that the edition had articles from the World Cup. "Here." He said, stretching his right hand for her to take the little box, though, it wasn't as little, it couldn't fit in one hand if the hand was closed, but if you brought both hands together...the box will fit right into them.

A wide smile was on his face, it almost resembled a smirk. "Go on, take it," seriously, it's not like the box will blow up or anything, it was a real gift. A Beater's figurine, with a Quidditch bat and broom and everything. Once opened, that is. So, they were giving her a Quidditch player, right? That was neat. For the boys.

Her chocolate eyes turned from the fire to him, and her grin grew wider at the excitement in his voice. How could she not be? He was happy to see her, and she happy to see him. And he hadn't started studying... maybe they would never start? She wouldn't be disappointed if they didn't.

"I'm good! Just taking a break from all this." She lightly tapped her badge that was carefully shoved in her jeans pocket. Before she could return the question, he was mentioning gifts and her mind was only on that. GIFTS. Eyes lighting up, she bounced a bit as he went to retrieve the gift.

It was small, was it jewelry? Nah. This was from both him and Aaron, no way they picked up a piece of jewelry from the World Cup. Did they even sell jewelry at the matches? Wasting no time in taking the box, she turned it carefully in her hands, not shaking it in case it WAS jewelry, and after a moment of appraisal, ripped the prophet paper off. Hehe.

Wrapping gone, she lifted the top of the box to find.... a little person? A little Quidditch person! Arya's confused expression turned back into grins and bright eyes. "He's CUTE!" No, she didn't know which position the person was, but it was a little moving person with all the Quidditch stuff. How could she not like it? She reached her hand inside to remove her little person.

Yes, it took seconds for Arya to take her gift away from his hand. Clearly, she was one for presents, as any girl. He should take into account, just in case he ever needs to distract her from something.

Oh, and she'd meant a break from Prefecting. Well, Treyen didn't realize they COULD take breaks from it, really, but if they could...then he'll take as many as possible.

Wait.

"Have you visited Miss Moretti yet?" because he hadn't. And he probably should. Oh, the tragedy! He'd been so busy trying to figure out what to do with his post-Hogwarts life that he forgot to stop by the Hospital Wing.

His eyes widened when Arya declared the little Beater to be 'cute', and her smirked for real this time, "Cute?" at least she seemed to like it, that was good, maybe if she finds out what it really does..., "Game on," he said, loudly enough for the Beater dude to get activated, and flying away from Arya's hand beating a little Bludger around.

Cute still?

"Miss Moretti..." She decided to play too distracted by gift to pay his question, when really she was just diverting. There was no way she was going to visit the woman while she was in her hospital wing. Maybe if she saw her around the castle...

Her grin widened, "Yes. Cute! He's all little and moving and..." And flying. Heh. But wait, he was also swinging a bat. Not so cute. "Why's he swinging the bat?" Her grin faltered just a bit as it flew closer to her, trying to hit her with said bat. Good this Perseus wasn't here, crazy kneazle would be all over the faceless little person. She held up her book to shield her shoulder from the little person.

Yes, Miss Moretti. Or Healer Moretti. Did she not know they were one and the same? Treyen usually called her pretty Healer Moretti, he was a bit surprised that he'd suddenly called her differently, but Arya knew he was referring to the same person, "Yes, have you visited her? Maybe we should go together...," he suggested, keeping his eyes in the now-moving little Beater.

Hehe, little Beater.

There it is! Treyen knew she wouldn't think that the little figurine would be cute anymore. That's why boys were the ones who tended to enjoy those sort of gifts. "He's not...," swinging his little bat at her, "...do you see that little black blob over there, that's the Bludger, he's trying to hit that, I would be very careful to activate him, since that Bludger is bound to hit someone," like Destiny, or Evelyn. And he watched as the little guy got closer to the Bludger and Arya took her book. Yeah, his game time was over, "Game over." And a very frustrated figurine was now landing on a little stand inside the box, the Bludger was doing the same, and the little Beater dude was waving his bat around...and if he'd had a face, then he'd probably be whistling right now.

"I think you like it better when he's not playing," Perseus probably would, too.

"You're forgiven." She smiled at him and gave him another hug. She knew that they both had a lot on her mind and she was angry, but she really needed to talk to Simon before she got upset. It would solve alot of problems.

She looked at Simon. "Where would you like to walk to?" She said turning back around with her beautiful new necklace around her neck. She was never going to take it off. She loved it, the necklace was so great.

Simon smiled. "I promise next time I won't be so thoughtless, I didn't think that if I just disappeared you'd wonder what was going on." Simon sighed as he hugged her back. "I'll show you something one day soon." Simon wasn't going to show her it just yet.

"How about we go for a walk around the lake, if you don't want to we can go and play chicken with the Whomping Willow, I've always wanted to try and out run the branches." Simon smiled. "But today the chose is yours." Simon was going to make it up to Ronnie even if it was the last thing he did.

Hm. So, he wasn't gonna let this go was he? Not surprising. "I... was waiting for the right moment." Yeahhh. "Maybe instead of visiting her hospital, we should invite her to a picnic or something? Get her out of the hospital wing?" That way she wouldn't have to visit the hospital, not that she planned to, and the woman could get some fresh air and a meal. She would like that surely.

No, she did not think the little thing cute anymore, at least not as cute as before. It was much cuter in it's box. Squinting her eyes, she tried to see the little blob, but it was hard with all the swinging and flying. "Yeah.... I'll let him play in his box instead." Unless she was around Destiny... maybe she'd take it to class for funsies. Heh. Arya watched the little guy return to his box, storing Treyen's instructions to memory. Much much cuter in the box. "He's cuter on his stand," Her smile returned. "Thanks, Treyen!"

"Thank you. I'm really excited to be here at Hogwarts!" Tara said as she sat down."What book are you reading?" Tara realized she could just look at the cover after she had spoke.Tara thought about how she loves to read books and be comfy.Tara smiled at Belle thinking of how sweet she was being to her.Tara took her hand to move her hair behind her ear.

Violet smiled brightly when Harper sat next to her and then her smile widened when she levitated her marshmallow with her wand; what a smart way to roast a marshmallow, with magic why didn't SHE ever think of that! How clever?! Violet took another bite of her s'more and then another "Mmmmm" had escaped her lips. She then heard Harper giggle and snort and thought it was good that Harper was letting her so go and not be so shy as she often was.

Violet smiled as she watched Jainie lift her marshmallow to the fire and let it cook. She soon finished her s'more and picked up a napkin and gently wiped her face. Violet then reached into the marshmallow bag and picked out a marshmallow and just ate that. She then turned to Jainie and asked,"So Jainie! Are you excited to be back at Hogwarts?" Violet smiled eagerly patiently waiting for Jainie's reply.

Bleu usually wouldn't sit in the common room at all to do her homework. She usually would just go into the girls dorm, shut the currtains around her bed and study there. She figured this would bring her out in the open more and hopefully she would find some new friends.

She was snuggled up in an arm chair near the fireplace reading through her notes from last years lessons, hoping to revise and get herself up to speed for the new term. It was always noisy in the common room, but if she was a good student, she could study anywhere, loud or not.

It had really been quite a start to the new term. Her friends hadn't changed any either. Most of them were still calling on her for her advice. Of course she didn't mind at all, that's what friends did for each other but sometimes she just needed to have a little breather. She usually went to Destiny for that but each time the two of them hung out together, they ended up doing something crazy.

Mia made her way into the common room in the hopes of meeting some of her own housemates. This was her third term here and she knew only two other Huffies. As she made her way across the room, she spotted a girl sitting in front of the fire and she looked to be about her own age.

She flopped down in the chair opposite and gave the girl a warm smile and then nodded her head at the girl's books. "It's like it never ends eh?"

The right moment? That seemed...kind of odd. Every moment was the right moment to head up and see the pretty Healer, at least to him it was.

It didn't occurred to the young Lockhart that perhaps Arya just didn't want to go to the Hospital Wing? Well, he was starting to think so. "A picnic?" he asked, bringing his eyebrows together for a bit. What was Arya talking about? He raised his left eyebrow and turned to the fireplace, "What is it with you and the Hospital Wing?" the boy was reminded of the little Arithmancy session they had at the beginning of last year and she'd also have issues with it back then.

There was no other choice but to look at her now, and he'd caught the squinting, which made him smirk and chuckle at her words, "I think he'd rather be on a picnic instead," clearly, the little Bludger could break the box if it wanted to get out, so, Arya could just keep the little Beater content as long as she didn't mention the words 'Game on'. It was all written in the instructions at the back of the box. Oh, did Arya fail to see those?

"And Aaron," he added, right. Not all on Treyen, even if he was the one behind the idea. He knew it wasn't a real gift for Arya, though, otherwise, he would've gotten her a pygmy puff for Perseus to entertain himself with. "You're more than welcome, though," he smiled, and then eyed his badge on his robes, "It feels weird, don't you think? Like, it shouldn't be there yet," the badge was practically yelling at him to grow, and to make decisions he didn't know how to make yet. Odd, but Lockharts tend to be slightly dramatic.

"Oh, I'm Janice. Oakey, isn't it? Nice to meet you..." Janice answered him

Harper smiled and waved back, rather excitedly for a short-distance wave. She eyed her own marshmallow and saw that it was burning on one side. Shoooooot!! She turned it over halfway with her wand and scowled at the innocent piece of puffy cloud.

Figuring her marshmallow was done by now (it was starting to get gushy and she had to keep twirling it with her wand to keep it from oozing into the fire), she snagged a graham cracker and lotssssss of chocolate and smushed them together. Following Violet's lead, she too took a bite of her s'more. She let out another giggle as the sweetness entered her mouth.



She sat, completely content, until she would be in need of another s'more.

"Yes... we would be doing her a favor, getting her out of the castle for fresh air." Mmhmm. Arya was totally up for meeting the healer on the grounds, or anywhere really besides the hospital wing. She didn't acknowledge the look he was giving her, just eased back in her seat and pulled her legs under her.

He didn't know did he? She should... probably tell him since he was her co-prefect AND best friend. The others knew, and he needed to know to she supposed. "I don't like hospitals." Any of them. She turned her eyes to the fire as well. "They freak me out."

Heh. "He would like to be on a picnic, could swing that thing at all the bugs in the grass." Maybe she'd take the thing into a tree with her and see how he fared against it. At most it would be entertaining. And no, Arya didn't see the instructions, she was too busy being distracted by the little person inside said box. Heh.

"And Aaron." Grinning, she shifted forward and gave him a thank-you hug, being mindful of her new gift. Even though it wasn't something she would ever ask for or expect to get as a gift, she appreciated it cause it was from her friends. If anything, it would look good on her bedside table with her pictures. Plopping back into her seat, she pulled her badge out of her pocket and ran her fingers over the surface. "It's really weird... half the time I forget it's there. Like maybe someone else should be wearing it." Like someone older. She was still so young.

"I am reading a History of Magic, i always like reading about the history here." Belle replied. Wow she sounded more like a nerd now hopefully Tara wouldn't walk away because she was nerdy. "What are you excited to learn here at Hogwarts? Or are you ready to explore the castle?" Belle asked Tara.

Bleu was jsut about to switch to her Care of Magical Creature notes when a girl came and sat next to her. Looking up she smiled. "It never does. Especially if I'm going to do good on my OWL's this term." She took a deep breath and sighed. She knew she would do good, she just hoped she she could at least get 4 O's.

She gingerly placed her notes back in the corresponding books, and placed them on the floor. Turning back to the girl she replied, "Willow Bleu Rawley, you can call me Bleu. Fifth year." Smiling she stuck her hand out for for the girl to shake it. That was the polite thing to do right? It had been so long since she had met new people her age she wasnt sure anymore. She was forever meeting her mothers friends. As a matter of fact her mother always asked her why she had never invited friends over during the summer. She didn't have the heart to tell her it was because she didn't have any.

But this year was going to be different. She was tired of being alone and wanted to be a normal wizarding teenager. Well...as normal as one could be at least.

Wait, wait, was Arya suggesting...a walk with the pretty Healer? Like, a whole day out in the grounds with the woman? And Arya, yes, Arya will be there as well. But still..."Hey, that actually sounds like a great idea." He was smiling widely now, not even knowing how they were going to even get the Healer out of the Hospital Wing.

Treyen could let the woman know, though, since it was pretty obvious he didn't mind stepping one foot in the third floor.

But...Arya...didn't like hospitals. He was sure he'd heard her tell him that. Now, why didn't he remember? Treyen nodded, he couldn't relate to her feelings directly, but his sister had issues with hospitals too. It was understandable. Her experiences had been pretty awful ones, and all he's gotten from hospitals were good news. So, yeah, never mind. "Oh. Well, you don't have to go unless it's strictly necessary. Maybe I could arrange a meeting with Moretti," he had a small smile on his face, and he couldn't help it, they were talking about Moretti, after all.

The boy's smile only widened when she mentioned the little Beater's outing to a picnic. Arya was right, he'll sure enjoy the outdoors way more. He nodded to show his agreement and was about to mention something else when the girl had him in a hug. Okay, so, yes, she liked it. Good. "Glad to know you liked it," he said, after she released him.

And now she was commenting on their newly-acquired responsibilities, "Oh, I never forget it's there...," he started to say, and looked towards the fire, "...it constantly reminds me that it's pinned to my robes for a reason, and...maybe I should stop asking myself what the reason is...," he chuckled, trying to make the atmosphere way lighter than it already was, "...and just enjoy it, right?" he shrugged his shoulders. What's the worst that could happen, anyway?

Arya grinned, glad that she'd convinced him to go for a picnic... or well walk with the healer. Either was fine by her so long as she didn't have to take a step into the hospital. "Good!" Now all they had to do was get the healer in on there plan. Treyen could do that right? Unless she could get Perseus or Altair to deliver a message...

She was glad he wasn't questioning why she had a phobia of hospitals, and that he seemed to understand. He was a good best friend. She nodded her head. "I only go if... I have to." Like if she was forced to go. "Would you? Arrange the meeting I mean?" Cause obviously she wouldn't be doing it herself.

Grin still present, she glanced at her little beater person. He was cute... when he was in his box and not swinging the bat.

"Perseus thinks it's a toy, keeps trying to take it off." Heh. She had to keep it in her pocket when he was around just to get him to stop bothering her. Though when she was in a good mood, he got a duplicate badge. Giggling, her eyes flicked up at him. "If you stop questioning why you got yours, I'll stop questioning why I have mine." Hehe. "We should enjoy it before it's passed onto a new pair of badgers."

Perfect! It was settled. They'll meet the Healer outside, together, like awesome and cool Prefects.

Since the topic of hospitals wasn't one that Arya was appreciating much, then he won't comment on it anymore, and certainly not bringing it up unless it was rather necessary or someone was in the hospital. Let's just hope that such a thing doesn't happen. "Of course, I don't mind," he smiled, he truly didn't, and he'll do that tomorrow.

He laughed at Perseus reactions to the badge. The Kneazle seemed smarter than that, though, he shouldn't be playing with a badge, unless he wears it, of course.

Mmmm. That sounded like a great deal, truth be told. And they should be enjoying THEIR time while they're still here, no? Treyen still hadn't given Arya an answer, but he placed the book on the floor, next to his bag--rather threw it to the floor, and the book fell next to the bag--and took off his robes (yes, he still had them on) with Prefect badge and everything. "No Prefecting," for a while, "And I won't question it anymore...I think...," he needed to make up his mind, "Though, I think we were chosen for a reason...but, you're right, it's best to enjoy it, so, I promise, no more questioning," he finally said, and extended his hand towards her...they WERE making a deal, no?

"You know, I got autographs for Ellie as a gift," he added, once he'd relaxed into this perfect armchair he was sitting on.

Giving the girl's notes a quick glance, Mia chuckled softly. "If you get to do your OWL's. The Ministry cancelled OWLs and NEWTs last year. I'm just glad I don't need them for what I want to do when I leave school." Sometimes she wondered why she stayed in Hogwarts, considering she planned on doing muggle type work.

Smiling also, she stuck out her own hand and shook Bleu's hand warmly. "That's a really pretty name. Nice to meet you Bleu. My name is Mia. Mia Josephine Gibbins. Sixth year." It was so weird saying that. For so many years she hadn't known that she'd had a middle name. Of course she wasn't going to think about how her father had lied to her for all those years.

"I don't know that many people in my own house. Have you been here since your first year? Or are you new?" She really needed to pay more attention around here.

"Well, I am kinda excited for both.I don't know what I want to learn exactly." Tara said as she wondered about what a History of Magic talked about."Is a History of magic an interesting book?" Tara asked curiuosly. Tara gave Belle a nice and warm smile."Where is your favorite place to hang out at Hogwarts? What is your favorite subject?" Tara asked Belle.