Jayce strolled down the corridor. Where was Woody now? WHERE DID THAT DOG ALWAYS GET OFF TO?! The boy frowned, and slumped against a wall. He was in no mood to search for the pup, let alone care what he got into. So, for now, he'd stay here, and hope that somehow the dog would stumble down the corridor and into him. But of course- he'd have no such luck today would he?

Blue eyes wandering the corridor, the boy grew tired rather quickly. YAAAAAWN. What was else could he do? As his thoughts drifted, so did his conscienceness. And into sleep he fell.

Oh my goodness it was a MOP! Either that or a very hairy monster.

O____O

Delilah stared at the snoring boy, her wand pointed out ready to poke him. She had just been absentmindedly wandering, stalking rather, the corridors until she came across this creature, who so very dared to fall asleep. Oh come on, he was just an open invitation to prod. Despite the fact that he was quite a few years older than her and looked like he could eat her with one bite, the brunette prodded and poked him with her wand until he woke up, poised with it out in front of her just in case.

"Oi. Wake up" she protested, tilting her head to watch him. She slipped open her bottle and took a big sip after realising that her voice had croaked slightly. Nothing an effective drink wouldn't handle. She closed the bottle up again and placed it in her back pocket, as she folded her arms across her chest and waited for any signs of life from the hairy beast.

Mmmmm.

Dreams of Unicorns and happy little- whaaa? What was that? He had suddenly felt something. Did a unicorn just stab him?! MERLIN'S BEARD! IT DID! He glared at the hole in his body and then up at the unicorn. "OI YOU!" He said, mid-dream, while placing his hand on the wound. But it just stared at him innocently. Andd.. there wasn't any blood on the 'corn's horn. So.. WHAT WAS THIS MAGIC?! Just as he was about to stand and chase the unicorn down for information, he was jabbed again.

SWEET MERLIN!

Now, he was awake. Slightly disoriented, the seventh year's head whipped back and forth, hair going every which way. After a moment or two, his blue eyes landed on the face of a younger student. HAD SHE POKED A HOLE THROUGH HIM?! Glaring at her for a moment, his eyes quickly darted to his hand. Slowly, he lifted it to reveal...

NOTHING. Absolutely nothing. Ooops. "M'sorry." he spoke quickly and softly through his American accent as his eyes found their way back to the girl's face. Hopefully he hadn't scared her or anything. He didn't want to have a real hole in his tummy.

Did he just say 'Oi you' to her? Well that was just RUDE. She was a girl, no one said oi to a girl, where was his manners? Jeez.

But then he woke up and she rolled her hazel eyes at him. He certainly was a few years older than her a seventh year if she was correct, he looked more like a hairy beast than he did a student though. Who on Earth let their hair get that long and untamed especially for a male. She poked him one last time just to make sure he really wasn't an escaped creature from class or that he was really awake.

"You are in my way" she stated firmly, her arms crossed across her chest. Yes that was despite the fact there was a whole lump of corridor to the side of her, that was exactly where she wanted to walk. "I need to walk by here and you fell asleep on this spot." And that was the truth.

But then a thought dawned on her and after taking a sip from her bottle she turned back to him with a grin. "Do you think you could help me?" she battered her eyelashes innocently and looked as sweet as possible. She'd even pull out the puppy dog eyes if she had to.

Lazily, the boy lifted a fist to his eyes and rubbed them. MEH. Stupid crusties had formed and other things that shouldn't be in his eyes. T'was not fun. Plus, his eyes felt better when they were rubbed, despite the fact that no one should rub their own eyes and his mother often reminded him of that.

He put his hands back down, allowing them to prop him up so he could stare up at the young girl through his blue eyes. HM. Why'd she have to wake him up? He had been having a perfectly NICE dream with COOL unicorns until she had come by. HMPH. The seventh year ran his right hand through his brown and blond hair before deciding he was awake enough to stand. So, he stood.

WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM MY LIFE, GUUURL? Slightly taken aback by the little brunette's statement, Jayce raised an eyebrow. "In your way?" Surely there was PLENTY of space beside him. It's not like he was laying across the hallway or anything. "Here? Like, exactly where i'm standing? Why do i," he pointed to himself, "have to move for a little one like you?" HMMMMM?

He tapped his foot, deciding he wasn't going to budge an inch. The boy had become rather stubborn over his time here at Hogwarts and learned to never bow down to a younger student. They should be bowing to him. Now she.. wha? "Like a favor? What do you want?" The seventh year tilted his head a bit. What could she possibly need?

This boy seemed a little unusual, firstly he had chosen to fall asleep in a corridor and not in his own dormitory, honestly these Gryffindors seemed to have absolutely no common sense whatsoever. Secondly, he allowed his hair to get that long, quite frankly it was scary and he should get himself to a pair of clippers immediately. And thirdly, he answered back to her! No one answered back that was just mean. True, she did but still.. She was special.

"Yes. You heard me right. YOU are in my way" she stated stubbonly. Did he understand that? It wasn't exactly a hard concept to understand, or were the Gryffindors dumber than she initially thought? "Because if you don't move I'll turn on the waterworks and go crying to a Professor about how YOU the big scary hairy Gryffindor upset a little innocent girl like me" she smirked crossing her arms. Stubbon as a mule she was.

But then he caught notice of her little act. He seemed more taken aback or surprised about it but that wasn't particularly a bad thing. "Well you know there's a pirate ship in the middle of the Lake?" she asked tilting her head to look up at him. "And then there's a giant cross on the fifth corridor?" she asked again, keeping her act up before taking a quick sip from her flask as her voice cracked slightly. "Well I think it could only mean ONE thing. Treasure" her eyes glistened at the thought. "And I've been following a trail and it led me here, where you are stood. Now obviously I'm too small to reach up to high places and I need a big strong brave Gryffindor like you to help me" her lips pouted and her eyes drooped down like a puppy.

Helena made her way up to the second floor, thinking about the reason she came up with this brilliant idea of meeting Viola here. Because... both of their common rooms were down. Not up here. But... the good part is that she didn't choose the seventh floor, you know? THAT would've been really bad.

The girl stopped at some point, still keeping something behind her back. And she decided to give that something to Viola. Hehe.

Viola reached the second floor, wondering why Helena wanted to meet her here. It's not like she didn't want to meet her friend but Helena asking her to meet up somewhere...made her very curious. Anyway, she was going to find out soon.

Viola spotted the girl and waved at her. "Hi Helena." She smiled. It was nice to meet her friend again. It had been a while.

She came!

As Viola was approaching, Helena waved back at her, and a grin was spreading on her face. But of course, with one hand, she was still holding her lame surprise behind her back. "How have you been?" She asked, as she obviously couldn't just throw that in the girl's hands and run away.

... right?

Viola grinned back. "I'm alright, thanks. A bit busy. How about you?" Haha, she was so curious now. and excited! "It's been a while since we met." She noticed that the girl had one arm behind her back. Oh gosh. Was it a present or something?

Rose was running along the corridor, as she was a bit lost... Some sort of opaque ghost... Oh, Peeves! He'd given her wrong directions! As she ran she felt her bag rip and all of her things drop on the floor. 'Oh, Gosh!' Rose groaned

"I'm good," Helena said with a smile.

Ah, yes. They haven't met lately, probably because of all those assignments and classes and assignments and classes and assignments and... so on. But anyway. Speaking of assignments... "You know about our Divination assignment," the girl started, really hoping that Viola knew about it. Or else she'll look like a complete fool.

All of a sudden, she moved her hands, so they were not behind her anymore, holding a bouquet in front of her, and then held it over for Viola with a grin on her face. Since she had professor Bentley's permission, she looked around the greenhouses, but most of the flowers were from the student gardens. She used some acacias, which symbolize friendship and hope and a secret love, but it was definitely not in this case, a few daisies, which symbolize innocence, faith, cheer and simplicity, and narcissuses that were telling her to stay as sweet as she already was. Buuut Helena will let Viola look for the meanings. Hehe.

You know, why bother and give this to someone else, when she had her very good friend here?

"Oh wow! This is great!" Viola accepted the bouqet of flowers. She had obviously forgotten about the homework..ugh. She had so many assignments to complete. Hm. Anyway.."Thanks!" Viola said, as she examined the flowers in her hand. Hm. They had some meaning behind them, didn't they? Huh well, she was going to study them later. "So, how is life?" Viola asked, with a grin.

Helena grinned, since it looked like Viola liked her bouquet. She still thought that it was completely inappropriate for girls to give flowers, but she also wanted to do her assignment.

Hmm life? "Good," the girl said, kind of... laughing. "I suppose." Well, she could definitely have better days, but she was alright. "How are you?"

Viola grinned. "I suppose?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. Well.."I'm great, actually. Busy with homework and such." Even though she wasn't getting any of it done on time..ah well.

Aaaahh she shouldn't have said THAT part. "I'm good," Helena said again, this time grinning. "And I'm sure of it." Only if there were less assignments and things to do...

... and see? Viola had been busy with homework as well. About that... "Guess what," the girl suddenly said, as her grin was sliiiightly turning into a smirk. "I finally decided to do a few things from Lord Borr's list." She still felt really stupid doing them, but still... maybe she'll have fun... eventually.

Gwen walked along the second floor corridor, wondering what she should do in the next 50 minutes. While looking around she spotted Peeves and started grinning. This is the first time I actually see him! Great!, the young ravvie started thinking. Suddenly, she saw a girl running. Scared, perahps?, Gwen thought and tried not to laugh, however, she couldn’t help grinning. Oh, well, maybe I should help her, the girl decided. I’m Selina Skylar now… that girl won’t ever find out that I was actually nice to her.

So, Gwen continued walking along the corridor, picking up the things she came across. Finally getting close to the other girl, the ravvie grinned: ‘Here… I hope I got all of them’, she said, scanning the floor. Yup… there’s nothing left.

'Thank you!' Rose grinned up at the girl. She glared at Peeves. 'Oh, yeah? Do your worst! I only just narrowly missed out on a detention for jinxing William!' Rose grinned. 'That's why he's singing, "The slimy Rose got out of the mud!" to anyone he sees! Hey, Peeves! Here!' Rose chucked her pencil at him, which hit him on the forehead, but he just chucked it back, cursing. She dodged. 'Hahahahaha!' Rose laughed. 'Hi, I'm Rose!' Rose grinned holding out her hand

Taking the Gryffindor robes and exchanging the Huffelpuff in return, Charlie nodded to her friend and smirked mischievously, "Yeah. I'm ready."

Taking the lead, Charlie led Trina to the second floor hallway where she had last seen her friend Braeden. "I wanna fine a guy. Willing to help me look for him?" Charlie rubbed her hands in a gleeful and mischievous way. This was gonna be fun.

Calling out, Charlie said, "Braedeeeeennnnnn?!"

Theodore... I mean, Braeden, ambled down the second floor corridor, looking for a victim to test this experiment on. Opportunity came knocking quickly when he heard the little lion man's name being called by. OH NO. Was that Charlie?! Brae's ex-girlfriend?! Who was that girl with her?! WHY MUST THIS HAPPEN TO THEO AND NOT BRAE HIMSELF?!

Stopping in his tracks, he gave a small, meek wave, his arms glued to his side. Willing himself forward, Theo Brae approached the duo and greeted them as warmly as he could without giving out a most Theo-like, nervous squeak. "Hello, ladies!" He smiled.

Charlie Trina knew Braeden but didn't want to let on that she did. Looking back and forth between Trina Charlie and Braeden, the now brunette girl stuck out her hand to the scruffy looking boy, "Hi. I'm Trina." Charlie Trina gave a winning grin before elbowing Trina Charlie.

"Sooo. How do you two know each other?"

Theodore, as Brae, clasped his hands behind his back a bit anxiously. He had gotten himself into this mess; now, to figure a way out. "Oh, erm," He blushed once the stranger's words reached his ears. "We met last year." He muttered, biting his lower lip. "I-I'm Braeden, by the way," He nodded, a small smile on his lips as he looked at Char's companion. "Lovely to meet ya."

"It's nice to meet you Braeden," Charlie Trina said. Why was Braeden acting like he didn't know Charlie? Shaking off the Gryffindor's weirdness Charlie Trina's grin grew bigger. Why not shake the boy up.

"Oh. Last Year?" Charlie Trina turned to her friend, "You never told me about him! And such a handsome guy at that." Lightly smacking Trina Charlie on the arm, Charlie Trina sashayed over to Braeden's side. Smiling up at the now much taller boy, darn Trina and her shortness, Charlie Trina asked, "Now why would she hide you, hmm?"

Theodore felt memories flooding back to him as he stood there. Brae had showed him a yearbook photo of Charlie, the girl that he had been good friends with. More than friends at one point, actually. They had gotten into some sort of fling... before she left and broke his heart, of course. Thus, Theo had a hard time keeping it together. He felt for his mate, and this girl... could she be trusted?

His arms were glued to his side as the rather flirty girl approached him. Personal space was important to Theo, although not so much to Brae. For the sake of his anxiety, even though he had to keep up the ruse, the teen didn't feel like approaching the girls any further. "Uhm... thanks, heh." He answered nervously in response to her comment about his looks. "So, um, Charlie... what've you been up to?" Slowly, he sidled back a small step or so. Theo never realized that Brae had so many girlfriends. And if Emma caught him... he was toast! TOAST!

Trina Charlie watched the exchange between the two of them. The boy looked slightly familiar, and she could have sworn that she had met him before... but currently she was Charlie. Speaking of her counterpart, she got an elbow in the side, to which she shot a raised eyebrow before returning her attention to the scene. She cleared her throat and gave a small shrug. "Well, you know, trying to get through finals," she said, giving Braedon a cool look. What was it that Charlie had said, she had broken up with him?

"Oh, don't you remember Trina?" she said, glancing over at Braedon with a sly smile. "I'm pretty sure I told you ALL about him," she said, hoping the real Charlie would substitute with something interesting. "Remember that one time? You and I talked for hours about just that one event," she said, hoping it was vague enough to let the real Charlie fill in the blank, and have the same happen for Braedon.