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The boy jumped when the girl exploded the apple using her wand. What kind of magic WAS that? Jamie had never been able to produce anything as cool. "Hey, I was only spreading the joy by singing songs, and you victimized me!" So if that didn't make her mean, then nothing would.

Only thirteen!? That meant only one thing...

She was the same age as him!!!! "I'm a third year. Thirteen, too." Oh Merlin, now it was only obvious that she would be seeing the mean girl around lots more. They were in the same year and the same house. (He could just tell that she was a Slytherin, by the way.) Ooooooh, she was good at this fake crying thing. Jamie narrowed his eyes but continued. "She is LYING!!!" WAIL.... "I don't know how to curse people. The wizarding part of my brain is f-f-faulty. And she was making fun of me." Wibble.

WHAT. "Pirates ARE real. Didn't you attend History of Magic?" Where the professor clearly stated that they existed. Sheesh. With a nod, Jamie followed the mean girl to the library, and only just realized that he still didn't know her name. Not that he really wanted to know her name, but if they were gonna be searching for treasure together, it would be helpful. "I'm Jamie, by the way." He said awkwardly.

"Hey now, you two," Kimber said when the voices nearby grew loud enough to call her attention. She was smiling but a concerned look was clearly etched upon her face. She was ready to remind them both that THIS was the library and she wouldn't tolerate upraised voices but something about their overheard discussion intrigued her.

"Is there something that I can help you find?"

Gwen kept looking at the pages of the book. Hmm, introduction, blah blah blah…., potion, draught, draft…. blah blah blah, ingredients…blah- Wait! I could have used this book for my Potions homework! Why didn’t I get it sooner. Eh, well, moving on…

Finally reaching the page she wanted, the girl looked at the title: The Wit-Sharpening Potion. Perfect!

Finally realizing that she was talking to someone, the young ravvie turned around to Presley and grinned. Please don’t get upset that I didn’t pay attention to you…please?, she thought.

‘Hmm, well, I noticed there was almost no one in the Potions Lab…’, Gwen started saying. Of course there was no one there, Gwendolyn, only you are bookwormish enough to want to do something extra in Potions, she told herself.

‘…and I want to go there and start brewing some potions.’, she finished talking. ‘I was just looking for a potion that isn’t very hard, but not very easy either.’, the girl continued. Turning the book in Presley’s direction, so that she could see it properly, Gwen continued:’ I think The Wit-Sharpening Potion would be best to start with’, she said nodding.

Presley was instantly intruiged. She wanted to ask can I come watch you? but she thought it might make her seem like some sort of creep. Presley looked over the directions to make your wits sharper, they definitely did look challenging, but not so hard it would be impossible. Gwen was so smart, and Presley longed to be that good at so many things. "That's really cool, Gwen," she finally said. "Do you mind if I watch you make it?" There. She'd asked. The words were out and there was no taking them back. She'd asked to watch.

Gwen kept studying the book, trying to decide if this potion was indeed the best. Probably… She looked at the ingredients first. Dificulty to find them:2/5, she informed herself from the book. Wait a sec- I found some of these ingredients for the Potions homework, so I will find them around., Good.

The girl didn’t even look at the difficulty of the potion. She was sure she could do it.
After she heard Presley ask if she could watch, she puffed.

‘Hmph- watch? Just that? I expected you wanted to try it out too….’, Gwen said. I thought I sounded convincing enaugh. After a short break she added:’ As you wish. I think it’s boring to just watch.’

Then, she remembered something about this potion. ‘Did you know that Charlie Miller invented the potion? He was in his 5th year and had problems getting all of his studying done for the O.W.L.s. He decided to concoct a potion that would solve his most unfortunate problem.’Then, she remembered something else: 'Ow, he was in Ravenclaw too!'

‘He knew that the O.W.L.s are the most important exams in wizarding school, and that if he wanted to qualify for a good job, then he would need to pass at least half of his exams with an "outstanding" mark. Potions were no problem for him. It was by far his favorite subject. His problems lied in Charms, Transfiguration, and Herbology. Since he knew his strong subjects, he considered making a potion to help him pass his exams.’, she continues, hoping that she remembered everything. Do I read too much?, Gwen asked herself.

Thinking that what she said was already too much, Gwen thought if she should go on or not. ‘Unfortunately for Charlie, the professors found out about his discovery, as did the exam instructors.’. she finished.

Presley grinned widely. Gwen wanted Pres to try it too? "I didn't want to get in your way, or take away your project," she explained. "But if you don't have a problem with me trying it, I'd really like to." As soon as Presley finished her sentence, she cringed. She had just ended with a preposition. Why was she such an idiot? Why on earth was she in Ravenclaw? Gwen gave Presley the full background of the potion as Pres listened. She drank it all in. Information was like gold to Presley. "I didn't know, but I do now," she replied. The more she learned about the wit-sharpening potion, the more Presley wanted to try it out. She wanted to make it and take it to see if she learned more, or the same in class the day that she took it. "Is it legal to take it on a normal day then, not a test day?" Gwen knew a whole lot about this potion, so she probably knew this one too.

Gwen grinned as she listened to Presley talk. Then, she hoped she could be able to control herself and don’t start laughing. Slim chances… Really trying not to make Presley feel bad, she explained: ‘I don’t know if it’s legal or not…’, she began saying. But WAIT- I do know this: ‘You can’t try any of the potions you create… make in the lab, it is like…a rule?’. Wait- did you think I was going to test it? Well, if you did, you got the wrong idea…

Dang. If you didn't try it, how did you know if you'd done it properly? Gwen grinned, and Presley knew she'd caught Presley's grammatical error. She was just on one in embarrasing herself today. "Oh," she said simply. Not wanting to make Gwen really laugh at her stupidity. Why couldn't she just have a normal conversation or something for once? Oh yeah, because she was Presley Lynne Black.

I knew she was going to consider me crazy at some point, Gwen thought. That’s why there is no one in the Lab. It’s pointless to go there, brew potions, and not even get to try them, she established.

‘Hmm, well, I’m doing this so I can get better in Potions. I felt quite awkward at the first lesson. I felt I wasn’t able to finish the shrinking potion’, she remembered. However, she did finish it, but the young ravvie didn’t wish to feel stupid and dumb in another Potions class ever again.

Now, back to the potion… , she checked out the book again. ‘Oh, good- there are also the instructions here!’, she exclaimed happily. ‘It’s going to be easy, then…’, or at least I hope so, she wanted to add.

Delilah narrowed her eyes as she heard a voice kinda almost telling them off. SHE had told him to be quiet. The brunette pouted a fraction before looking up to see who it was. The Librarian? Suppose she could be quite helpful. She glanced at Jamie and then back to the woman. Deciding that he was too much of a wuss to talk, she took over herself.

"We were interested in all the pirate stuff that's been going on around here. And we decided that we should go do a little bit of research. See if what the clues are telling us is true" she stated truthfully. "What do you think? Do YOU believe in the pirate stuff?" she asked raising her brow.

Gwen seemed to be talking to herself, so Presley just stood there, semi-awkwardly. "Er, so can I come then?"

‘Of course you can come’, Gwen told her. ‘Obviously’, she added a bit louder than she had expected. Hoping that Presley wouldn’t get upset because of the last remark she said, Gwen went on talking: ‘So…this potion really doesn’t look so complicated. I’m sure we can do it.’, the girl said.

After a short break, she added:’ Too bad we can’t try it out. Not if Professor Lafay is there ,anyway.’

Ronnie walked into the Reading Lounge, and began to read a book on Quidditch that she had found on a shelf in the library. She opened it to the first page, and saw a giant black spider crawling up the page. She new she had to be quiet, but couldn't help it. She had arachnophobia. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" she screeched, throwing the book as far away from her as possible. She hid behind a chair. "SPIDER! SPIDER!" she yelled. "IN THE BOOK!" she was shaking all over. What a wimp.

As Gwen continued studying about the Wit-Sharpening Potion, she heard someone screaming. What in the world...?, she asked herself while looking around. Ah…a spider, she established soon. Then her eyes fell on the girl that seemed quite freaked out. ‘Are you ok?’, the ravvie asked, really trying not to laugh, however, grinning. Truth was, Gwen didn’t like spiders either, but this was too much.

Turning back to the spider, she pointed her wand at it: ‘Wingardium Leviosa’. Perhaps this wasn’t such a helpful spell, but it was one that Gwen could do without problems. Then, after making a short break she asked the girl: ’Where shall I put it?’ It would be cruel to just kill it.

Not even waiting for her answer, Gwen directed it towards the window, as far as possible from the freaked out Gryffindor (that seemed of about her age). She noticed a small opening in the window glass, so she tried moving the spider through it. Finally succeeding, she placed the spider on a leaf of the tree that came close to the window.

Again, turning back to the girl, she asked for the second time :’Are you all right?’. Did I already say that?, she finally realized..

Ronnie watched from behind the chair as a girl lifted the spider with her wand and out the window. After finally finding her voice, she said "Th-thank you...I'm terribly sorry. I may s-seem like a wimp..." Ronnie said, half laughing, still a little shaky. She shakily stood up and wiped some dust of her robes. "I just have a big fear...lf spiders.." she shuddered as she said the word 'spider'. "I don't know what it is, they just freak me out. I'm Ronnie, by the way. Ronnie Weasley." she said with a smile, holding her hand out.

Hallie hadn't been in the library all too long when she had found her favorite over stuffed chair and plopped down in it. She had a book on flowers and their meanings with her, not that she found it too interesting at the beginning of the first page, but she needed a break from the other school books. Sitting comfortably with her legs curled up under her, one elbow on the chair of the arm propping up her head, she began to read, struggling to get through the first chapter that seemed to be about nothing.

As usual, Roderigo entered the library because he had some spare time in his schedule. The library was unusually packed, and the seventh-year could not find a free seat. After several minutes, he found a vacant stuffed armchair that was sitting close to another that was occupied by an unfamiliar Slytherin girl. He felt it would be rude if he just took the chair, so he slowly walked up the girl. She seemed old enough to be a seventh year, and she was reading a book about flowers. He tapped her shoulder and coughed to get her attention.
"Excuse me," he said with his Spanish accent, "May I sit here?" he pointed to the empty seat beside her.

Gwen grinned while the other girl seemed to start calming down. Then she started thanking her. ‘Don’t mention it’ …really- DON’T. It was just a spider, honestly now… ‘Nono.. you really didn’t seem like a wimp. I think I would have reacted kind of the same’, Gwen lied. Why am so kind today?, she asked herself. Odd.. Maybe it’s because I consumed too much energy and was mean to William all day long.

Wow! I always wanted to meet a Weasley! ‘I’m Gwen. Gwen Greene’, she said shaking Ronnie’s hand. ‘It’s nice to meet you’.

Then looking over her shoulder, she noticed the book was still on the floor. ‘What is it about?’, she asked, pointing to the book, then went to pick it up.

Today study was going to be a different, more exciting and a little bit more serious. And the reason was reluctantly dragging his feet behind Louisa as she walked into the Reading Lounge… she was skeptic about him being silent all time and here they could sit in a far corner where they could whisper things. Not that she would allow conversations but still.

"You have everything you need? Or do we need to ask Madam Donovan for something?" She glared at him over her shoulder. He better be ready, Louisa didn't like slacking off especially people related to HER house.

Hallie hadn't really heard the footsteps leading up to her chair, there were several other students in the library, some a bit louder than others. Regardless, she hadn't heard the footsteps and was quite surprised when someone tapped her shoulder having been kind of immersed or at least distracted in her book; she jumped, the somewhat large book flying into the air.

Attempting to catch the book on it's way down, Hallie leaned forward in her chair but wasn't able to catch the book as it landed with a THUD on the floor in front of her chair a few feet away. "There?" She asked, nodding her head in the direction of the only empty chair. She half a mind to say no, that it was taken for a friend who was going to study with her....but instead she did the nice thing and shook her head no. "No, go on ahead." She said with a half smile.

"I'm fine," Dallin muttered darkly, not sure if he was even loud enough for Louisa to hear him. He was a big boy - he knew what he should bring. He had his school bag with him, and in it was his Standard Book of Spells along with a few more class textbooks he thought he might need. Such as his charms, transfiguration, and potions book. Not to mention that he was wearing his school uniform - tie loosened and the top two buttons of his shirt undone - so she couldn't complain about that either.

Walking ahead of her, Dal sat down on the end of one free couch, dropping his bag at his feet and raising an eyebrow at the third year. "Now what?"

"Yeah," Presley sighed. It would have been really nice to try out the potion. Just to see if it had worked, after all. Being in Ravenclaw,it wasn't like Presley or Gwen realy needed it, right? Except in Herbology. Presley needed all the help she could get in that class. And Gwen was a genius. She'd been the only first year to demonstrate in Arithmancy. Presley grinned, ready to make this potion!

Meh, fail post >_<
 

Ignoring his dark mood still, Louisa moved to sit next to him on the couch leaving very little space between them so it wouldn't be awkward... for him because she never feel awkward that easy.

Moving on. "Now.." Replying to his not-so-cheerful question, ".. we predict the things that we will read in the next hour." And because he probably wouldn't understand her she elaborated automatically, getting her Care of Magical Creatures book out. Yep, the monstrous one. Then she stroked its back and opened it to a bookmarked page, "For example, I am going to read the next ten pages and memorize the needed information." She looked at him to see if he was listening... or not asleep. "So after the hour, I should see if I accomplished my mission." She ended beaming. Wasn't that a brilliant idea?! ^__^

Blank stare.

Sighing, Dallin reached down to pull his potions book out of his bag. He had lost the sock-race-thing, so he couldn't complain about having to study. But that didn't mean he had to be happy about it. He leaned back against the couch, stretching out his legs and opening his book to a random page. While Louisa talked he mostly tuned her out, but he got the gist of what she was saying: she'd make sure he remembered what he'd read.

"'Kay," he said shortly, starting down at his book. His eyes wandered over the page for a moment before he actually started reading. And actually, he did read. For about three pages. Then he got bored and started to let his mind wander. Thankfully though, he had enough sense to keep his eyes on the book so that Louisa hopefully wouldn't suspect him of zoning out. Maybe he could even sleep a bit.