National Hug a what day? OOOH! Emma liked this.. Selena would like this too... Where was Maddie when she needed her hug from her!? Gassssssp!

The blonde nodded. It would be a pity indeed. Yawnn.. She thought about yawning but she stopped herself from doing so. Keep awake. Orabelle's not too boring. Emma shrugged her shoulders. "I have no clue." she explained. The blonde smiled softly. "Uh-huh Miss Bellamonte. You are quite talented at that then." she replied, complimenting Orabelle. Have to be nice somehow.

The blonde looked puzzled for a moment before returning to a small smile on her face. Shivers ran down her back as Orabelle said something funny. "You're lying. Your are not really looking forward to them. Selena used to do the same thing with me sometimes." she explained, folding her arms across her chest.

She smirked at what Orabelle said. "I see your point Miss Bellamonte." she replied, sternly. "Photography is quite nice too. I always make sure to carry a camera wherever I go. Except now I have no memory left because my beloved Gryffindor friend was trying to blind me with it." she chuckled. Ahh Braeden. Blinding her... Shifty. The blonde burst out into laughter at Orabelle's reaction at the hugs. "Oh come come Miss Bellamonte. Have a little fun, don't be so uptight." she exclaimed.

The blonde turned to Isobel and the other Hufflepuff. "Nice to meet you too, Isobel! Isobel as in the Quidditch Captain for Hufflepuff this year!? Thanks for the hug." she exclaimed, smiling happily. "National Hug a Slytherin day. D'aww That's cute!"

Ariana gave the nicegirl another hug, and the mean girl a glare. Glaaaaaare. HUG!!!
"I'm Ariana!" She smiled ecstatically. NHASD could be good for making friends as well as for cheering up some Slythies!

ooc: I'm a Ravenclaw c:

The blonde smiled at the Hufflepuff who was actually a Ravenclaw gave her another hug. D'awww.. Whoops, the blonde couldn't see what colour robes the girl wore. "Nice to meet you Ariana! I'm Emma Malfoy." she exclaimed, smiling. She expected the two to be a bit shocked when they found out she was a Malfoy, but hopefully they wouldn't be that way.

'Hehe, I'm glad I'm exploring the castle with you, you're not afraid of anything. Why aren't you in Gryffindor again?' the girl chuckled as she was moving forward. Right as she was talking about courage, a tiny mouse appeared in front of her and she screamed, filled with panic. 'Aaaaah!' and covered her eyes with her hands. The poor creature disappeared in a hole and Ari opened her eyes. 'J-Jory, is it gone?' she asked her friend.

Great. She must've made a bad impression. 'I hope you won't think I'm a whimp. It's just that I don't like mice and crawling little creatures.' she sighed. 'Speaking of which, I want to know your dislikes. Like, for example, I don't like peaches, talking to dunderheads, rainy days, mutton, the colour pink, boredom, and this is just from the top of my head.'

While listening to Jory's answer, she plucked up the courage for her next question. 'Jory? Do you know about the DADA long-term assignment? Do you know that one of the tasks involves..ummm.. dancing?' Better get to the point. 'I was wondering if you'd like to partner up with me for that task.' Ariadne finally asked, blushing a bit.

Orabelle sputtered. WHAT?! "Don't you dare hug me again. I don't want your loser germs all over me," she hissed with a glare. And Orabelle did nawt want to get loseritis. It was dangerous and fatal to all non-losers. So this loser might as well shove off and find someone else to hug.

Orabelle glared at this girl as she ran off. Good. Because that was one less loser. And how did they know she was a Slytherin?! She wasn't even wearing her robes. Ugh. Horrible people these days.

The blonde seemed so happy to get a hug. Did she not know? People should be lining up to pay to hug a Malfoy. She sighed. Miss Malfoy obviously didn't know how things worked and it was pointless for Orabelle to explain things to the blonde.

"I know," Orabelle said with a little shrug of her shoulders as she twirled her wand between her fingers causing the light to turn with it. "It's a skill you'll have to use a lot when you enter the world where social means getting yourself a job and determining who to stay away from," Orabelle explained. And a loser radar so you could stay clear of those people... but Miss Malfoy should know that... right? Hopefully because it would be horrible if not.

She nodded. "It takes quite a bit of patience," Orabelle said. No... memory left? "Miss Malfoy, you should always pack a spare camera of some sort, or at least a memory chip, if not you can always make the opposing party buy you a new one," Orabelle explained with a sigh. Did she have to teach Miss Malfoy everything? Oh dear Merlin what was the world coming to when a Malfoy did not know how to behave? Orabelle immediately straightened up as Miss Emma said that comment.

"Your idea of fun is quite twisted. Getting hugs from people who are possibly contaminated with loseritis is dangerous and in this world, hugs don't make things better," Orabelle said. "I'm not being uptight, merely protecting myself and learning what's best for me," Orabelle finished icily. So maybe she had been a bit too mean about it but in this world she could not afford to be a loser. She had to make something of herself and that did not start with random people hugging her.

Ariana grinned. "Emma, that's a pretty name!" Cheez, everyone had pretty names but her! Malfoy... Ariana thought she'd heard the name somewhere before, but couldn't remember where... since she had a pretty good memory, she decided it was probably just her imagination and she'd never heard about the name. Shrugging and grinning, she said, "So, obviously you're a Slytherin... what year are you? I'm a secondie!" Ariana had made up a word! Yup, she's that awesome.

Loser germs? Thaat made Ariana laugh. Hard. It was very, very hard for her to resist hugging this girl again, she was just so funny...... Putting her hands behind her back to keep herself from hugging, Ariana simply smiled at the implication that she was a loser.

"Since when do hugs not make things better? Unless you're someone like you, who apparently doesn't understand the meaning of friendship!" Honestly, Ariana was starting to get annoyed. Just because you're not big on hugging, doesn't mean you have to be rude about it!

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'Have no fear,Ari," Jory replied Jory turning a bit red and lifting an invisible sword, "I'll protect you from the evil-"
But Jory's word were cut short by Ari's scream. He laughed at the sight of Ari covering her eyes from a tiny mouse.
"I'll protect you from the evil mouse," Jory finished his sentence. "Yes, it's gone. It seemed more scared of you than you were of it," he said grinning.

"Of course I don't think you're a wimp," Jory replied. "Hmmm...I don't like watermelon, sad and depressed people,people who show off and greedy people."

Jory turn bright red. He had seen that assignment in his common room and he still hadn't made up his mind if he wanted to do it. He was not going to make himself look like an idiot at the dancing part.

"Um...ok, I'll be your partner," Jory said, hoping he would not make a fool out of himself.

Ari returned Jory's grin. 'Thank you, maybe you scared it away with your mighty sword.' she chuckled. And it was great that he didn't think any less of her for the mouse incident. When Jory listed his dislikes, Ari frowned a bit. She was sometimes sad, she sometimes did show off, and sometimes was indeed greedy. Maybe Jory wouldn't be her friend anymore if he knew this.

At least she had nothing in common with a watermelon. 'Watermelon is the worst on that list.' she said out loud and then laughed at how silly it sounded. He agreed on being her dancing partner? 'Oh, thank you, you're a life-saver!' Ariadne exclaimed and gave him a big hug.

Jory noticed Ari frowning a bit after he listed his dislikes.
"What's up?" he asked her.

Jory laughed with her when she said watermelon being the worst on the list.

He was surprised when Ari gave him a hug. He patted her awkwardly on the shoulder. "No problem," he said. "Now i've got a partner too."

Emma nodded, taking in all the advice Orabelle could give her. Why was she listening to Miss Fashion again? Never mind. If Selena saw this, she would probably hate Emma for doing this, but then again, it couldn't hurt to get some advice. "Right. So a radar. I understand, got it." she exclaimed, nodding slowly. A smile slowly played upon her lips as she listened to the brunette.

"Right. Well I have already charged him by making him get me a butterbeer." she explained laughing, delibratley not including the "date" part of the whole thing. The blonde had said to the guy 'It's a date' instead of it's a deal. Whoops. Blush. She didn't mind. T'was a good deal for Emma.

Merlin's beard- Uptight was the right word. And.. Loseritis? That was a weird name for a disease? The blonde wondered what that could have been... She'd have to ask Braeden- he knew wordabout Muggle stuff. The blonde nodded. "All right, if you insist so Miss Bellamonte. I respect your wishes. " she explained. "Maybe you should get people to pick up your dry cleaning in exchange for a hug." That hopefully would make Orabelle see that hugs were not bad. The blonde Malfoy grinned at Arianna. "Oh thank you that's very sweet!" she exclaimed, thinking of an earlier conversation with another Ravenclaw about her name. SEE!?! Her name was pretty. "Well I like your name Arianna has a nice ring to it. I'm a fourth year. A second year? OOh fun! Is this your first year here at Hogwarts?" asked Emma.

Jaymie had a feeling she was way behind. She barely had any Slytherin hugs. She needed more. She started with the dungeons and decided she would work her way up. Down in the dungeons she found the secret passage with two Slytherins in it, and Ariana. She ran over to them and hugged both the Slytherins. Hehe.

Sighing, Ari decided it was better to be honest. 'Well...I was just thinking that maybe you wouldn't want to be friends with me anymore if you knew that I was all of those things sometimes.' she replied. 'Sad, greedy, show-off-ish.' the girl repeated all of them.

Ariadne was really relieved that Jory agreed to being her dance partner. 'So where should we practice? The Room of Requirement, maybe?' she suggested. As they walked forward, they reached a wall. 'Looks like a dead-end. Come on, let's go back.' she said,a bit disappointed.

Orabelle glared at the girl. Was... she... laughing at her? Orabelle?! Was this girl being serious? Yes, Orabelle was getting super irritated with the girl who thought she could run up to someone and hug them. Horrible manners. "Miss, I know what friendship is, friendship exists even in my world, and hun, I don't know about you, but you were pretty rude yourself," Orabelle said. "I don't know, running up to people you don't know and then hugging them? It says rude in my book," she said, looking down the girl before flipping her hair.

Orabelle looked at the girl once more. "Keep it in mind, you cannot have people... running into you like some people think they can do," she said, eying the others there. They thought they could hug people whenever they wanted? She had no idea what type of society they were from or how they were raised but they were pretty pitiful excuses of a human being.

A... butterbeer? "A butterbeer? Is that... all you got? Useless calories?" Orabelle asked with a look of disgust. Absolutely horrible. Who wanted a guy to pay for a girl's calories? That was just horrible. "And a butterbeer, in exchange for a full memory card? Kick this person to the curb," Orabelle said. That was a waste, she could buy a butterbeer whenever. Besides, a Malfoy should never even pay for their own butterbeer. So that didn't exactly count.

"I have elves to do that for me, Miss Malfoy, I don't need contaminated hands to touch original designs," Orabelle said. Seriously... did Miss Malfoy not understand that another person must never look at one's closet without consent? Who knew how many fashion disasters would happen if she allowed for a younger year to ever pick up her dry cleaning?

. . . "What part of do not hug, do you... losers not understand?!" Orabelle said glaring at the tiny girl. And what part of "I do not want to be hugged" did these people not get? She didn't like hugs from tiny people no matter how much they adored her. They were hideous and often had no sense of style.

Emma really wished she had a notebook right now because if she did she would be scribbling notes down like a maniac. Orabelle was like one of the Professors here. Informative. Yet she was sassy. Yep. Emma nodded and took note of that point in her head.

She laughed. "Of course not. He also promised a date and me spending time with him." she explained. That was a good deal. "It may not seem a good deal to you Miss Bellamonte. But it was a pretty nice date." The blonde blushed when she realised she had said date. O_O She shook her head slowly. Well it was kind of a date....

The blonde sighed as Orabelle mentioned house elves. Hmm.. Perhaps she could act her way out of this one? She screwed up her nose and pretended to be like her pureblooded grandmother. "House Elves? Wouldn't they just muck things up!?" asked Emma, her eyes narrowed for a second as she thought about it. Evil smirk.

Yet this smirk was rubbed right off her face as soon as she got another hug. "Thanks. But that's going to cost you 50 gold pieces!" she cried, in a teasing way, winking at the girl, who had just hugged her.

Orabelle sighed. A date? "A date... for a memory card? I suggest you ask him to give you a memory card as some sort of one week dating thing, I assume you guys are in a relationship now?" Orabelle said, "in that case it is alright that he... used up your memory card in such a way," Orabelle said. After all, she couldn't remember how many she had used up back in Beauxbatons. They were all in a box back home. After all, who liked to look back at their ex boyfriends no matter how cute they were? No one.

She quirked a brow and looked at Miss Malfoy. "Miss Malfoy, I do not understand how you've been living but I assure you, my house elves are trained for their jobs," Orabelle said haughtily. Really? Did the blonde think that she simply threw her clothes at an elf? Good heavens, never, that would be horrible. "My elves know what they're doing," Orabelle said confidently. They've only been doing it since forever.

The blonde blushed furiously. "Yes. Well we've worked that out for it to be a once a month thing. A relationship?" her voice went up quite high as she said relationship. Relationship with Brae? Goodness, she wished. She was so scared to tell him that she really liked him. Emma didn't want to get hurt now... "No.. well. No. We're not." she replied, regaining her calmness.

How I've been living. "I know. I was just mimicing one of my family members. She's horrible with treating house elves. It's terrible." complained Emma. SO MISS FASHION WAS NICE! Emma grinned happily at the girl. "I'm glad to hear that. I'm not sure how people treat their house elves today. I just hope that their treated well." she explained, smiling softly. It was good to know that Orabelle was kind. "

Orabelle looked at the blonde with disbelief. WHAT?! "So... you guys aren't dating, he's trying to make you fat and the boy wasted all your memory on your card?" Orabelle disapproved. Greatly. It was like having a child and not being married. It was horrible and should be looked down upon by society. "But he likes you, right?" Orabelle asked, the room suddenly feeling a bit closed in. Because really, hearing news like this? horrible. It was just as terrifying as being sent to Hogwarts. Not even dating! Imagine! And he was trying to make her huge!!

She nodded. "I should hope so or the way you were just acting would be horrifying, fit for a horror movie," Orabelle said casually flipping her hair over her shoulder once more. She looked at the... odd grin on the blonde's face. "Miss Malfoy, do you need to see the nurse? Has someone injected you with botox right now so you can't stop smiling?" Orabelle asked. She wouldn't be surprised seeing as many people did that these days. Didn't they know that smiling caused wrinkles anyways?

The blonde's mouth fell open. FAT? EXCUSE ME!

No, No. Braeden wasn't doing that.... "No, he's not. I only eat salads." she explained, hoping that Orabelle would understand. "And I work out. I run and play Quidditch." The blonde blushed. "Umm. I guess so. " she said, unsure. Did he like her? Well she certainly liked him but she wouldn't tell him. "Miss Bellamonte, I'm guessing you have half the school falling for you."

The blonde nodded again. "Yes, I agree. I dislike Horror Movies, I don't understand what people see in them. No offense to you if you do enjoy them, Miss Bellamonte." explained Emma. Shudder. Ewww... Her mouth fell open and she laughed. Goodness Orabelle was quite the Fashionable one, wasn't she? "No.. What is Botox? Sorry if it sounds like a ridiculous question but my parents are quite strict when it comes to Muggle items. They don't like them. But, Miss Bellamonte.. Is it wrong to smile? " she questioned the other girl.

Nika was walking around on her search for more snakes to hug. She suddenly remembered that not only was it hug a slytherin day, but she had some DADA homework that she needed to get done.

So she stopped in the middle of the passage and began to do what she thought was karate. She punched the air a few times and kicked up. Okay well that must be good enough because what else was she supposed to do if she didn't even know how to do karate?

Jory looked at Ari in surprise.
"But,"he said, "you don't behave like any of those. If you think you do, try not to because people don't like show offs. But you told the truth so don't worry, I'm still your friend," Jory added.

"The Room of Requirement sound great. No one would bother us. And I want to ace dancing."

Jory looked at the wall and was disappointed the passage hadn't led to somewhere.

"Where shall we go now?" he asked Ari.

Evan, despite the darkness in here, was in nice clothes with jeans and a green/silver sweater on. Although he usually opted for blue colour, today he wanted to be 'Snakish' and was wearing the sweater his grandma had knitted for him. Not that it would matter down in this cold passage, but if they decided to get out, he had to look elegant for Mina.

Thus, with wand lit and pointing down as his hands rested loose, he paced the passage slowly, waiting for Mina to show up. It had been TOO much time since they were alone together... and he missed being alone with her.

Ari smiled weakly, and nodded. 'I can't change, but if you can still be my friend, that'll be fantastic!' the tiny Gryffie finally chuckled. Hehe, at least she was sincere, so bonus points for that, right?

When Jory asked where to go next, the girl thought for a moment and then answered: 'Let's practice dancing right now! We can continue exploring afterwards.' she added. 'I must leave my backpack in my dorm, so I'll see you in front of the Room of Requirement, ok?' she suggested.

Mina quietly made her way down toward the dungeons, opting not to complete change out of her usual class attire. She wasn't all that sure what Evan had in mind for them when she received the message that he wanted to meet her down in the dungeons and had just changed her shoes before grabbing her bag. It really had been too long since they had some alone time and she had to meet him. Her navy sweater was warm enough to keep her warm and luckily, she had a warm spell around her skirt and knee socks to keep her comfortable.

Pulling her wand out, she made her way toward the passage. She had heard about it a few times, but hadn't ever been there. It was kind of a sacred place from what she gathered from some of her friends and she didn't want to step on any toes by even venturing there without permission.

Spotting the entrance, she slid in and brought her wand up before her, getting a better look at just where she was. "Evan?" she called out. It was a dark place and she just wanted to be sure she did have the right place after all.

Jory hope they'd not be practicing for a while. But Ari seemed so excited he agreed.
"Ok, he said "You go ahead. I'll meet you there."