She started swaying. Merh. She could hear the songs in her head. 'I miss my tunesss!' Pouting she reached over and pushed his fringe out of his eyes ,frowning. 'Arghhh, oh my life.. Matt you now have the power of sight!' She rolled her eyes. 'Smexy? Ahahaha!' She burst out laughing, then bit her lip. Don't be mean.. She waved her hands. 'No, I'm joking.. completely joking..' But she did let out a teeeny snort.

Ella shook her head about. 'Noo! We'd be great!' She bobbed her shoulders side to side. She frowned. 'Don't lie to me Matthew.' She didn;t even know if his proper name was Matthew.. well it was now. 'You are so not scared of me! Your getting cheeky!' Ella looked about the corridoor, as if a piano would suddenly appear... and she'd seen him wince slightly when she'd punched him. 'Sorry!' She bit her lip.

Suddenly she stared. 'If I don't watch out your hair will be longer than mine soon..' She grinned again, a bit scarily. 'Don't fret, you can let Mammy know that Ella will be giving you your *cough* yearly haircut..'

AHHH finally! Someone who was at least somewhat close to him in age. Most of the people who had been friendly to him had been older. Much older. Most of them would be graduating soon. But not Jamie! He'd be around for a while, thank goodness! Alex grinned. "That's awesome! 'Bout time I met someone closer to my year," he said with a chuckle.

Wow. He sounded like a total introvert just then. He really HADN'T gotten to know many people last term, had he? He blamed his bad grades for that. BAD BAD GRADES.

He laughed when Jamie said he didn't look like a second year. "Yeah, I get that lot," he said with a shrug. Everyone would catch up in height to him eventually. He was sure of it. Then he'd feel SO much more comfortable around his peers. Right now he just looked like he'd been dipped in a Growth Potion or something.

Then, Jamie did something...really weird. He just up and rolled on the floor. Once. Twice. Three times. It wasn't until after that third roll that Alex realized he was doing that silly assignment they'd been told to do. The exercise thing. And the only reason he'd realized it was because he'd awkwardly started flipping through his notebook to avoid looking at the rolling Slytherin and the scrap of parchment he'd written the assignment on had fallen on his lap. Alex would do it too but...he wasn't very good at somersaults. SO he'd save those for his dorm. The last thing he wanted was to embarrass himself in front of one of the few people in this school who thought he was cool!

Now Jamie was asking for entertainment ideas. Hmmm, that must have meant he was new! "Well, the grounds are always fun, especially on nice days. The Whomping Willow is always interesting to check out, occasionally people get smacked by it!" he said. "Then there's Quidditch of course. I'm rather rubbish at flying but it's still really fun to watch!" Why had everything he suggested involved watching someone get injured?

"OH! And Hogsmeade is loads of fun, of course," he added with an afterthought. Duh. How could he forget Hogsmeade!

Sebastian walked up onto the fifth floor corridor, over to where the statues were located. He was supposed to meet Bonnie here because everytime they tried to have a discussion it was always interuppted and he needed to talk to her. He leaned against one of the pillars that was beside one of the statues and waited for Bonnie to come. He really, truly missed her.

Bonnie skipped along the corridor, humming under her breath. She stopped for a second and glanced at the note she had gotten. OOOOOh-kaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyyy. She was to meet the guy by the statues. Crazed!Girl started skipping again and slowed to a strut... then to walk then to a halt by a statue. The Ravenclaw looked around and smiled when she saw him. She walked over (still smiling) and stopped infront of him and beamed.

"Hey Sebastian. What's up? I'm sorry we got interupted the other night. The note you sent sounded like you needed to talk about something...."

As Sebastian waited for the famous Crazed!Girl to come along, he paced back and forth past the statues, examining each and everyone of them. He tilted his head towards one which seemed to move and shook his head once again. Magical statues sometimes gave him the creeps...maybe this place wasn't a good idea to meet Bonnie. Then before he could find Bonnie and tell her to go somewhere else, she was already there in front of him with a big smile on her face.

"Oh, I just thought we could talk some more. I mean, I've only gotten to know how you were and how gorgeous you have gotten to be." He winked, glancing once back at the moving statue and then back towards the girl. He stepped forward and gave her a hug, sighing to himself as he felt regret and pain in his heart. What's this supposed to mean?

....He stepped forward and gave her a hug, sighing to himself as he felt regret and pain in his heart...

Bonnie patted him awkwardly on his back, not really hugging him back. She really was SOO uncomfortable hugging people...guys especially and knowing that he probably just wanted to be friends. Nothing more. She pulled away first and brushed down her ravenclaw uniform. She avoided his eye and walked over to the closed off swamp and looked out at it, wanting so much to go out and play it.

"Uhmm..." she started awkwardly. "Any news?"

The first year laughed. "Makes a change." It was odd not having the random strands of hair clamming up his site. Hmm. Maybe he should get it cut? He stared at her. "Why you laugh?" He sniffed haughtily, and ran his hands "smexily" through his floppy locks. Then, with a slight blush, he let his hands fall. Who was he kidding? He was floppy-human-tomato-Matt. An unbelieveably shy first year who liked to flail and push people away when they hugged him. Oh yeah. Smexy as hell.

He gaped at her. "Matthew?" He couldn't remember the last time anyone called him Matthew. He gagged. "No really. I'm terrified." His blush deepened as he stuck his tongue out.

"It's ok. I forgive you." The young Gryffindor winked.

He batted her hand away, grinning. Oh, the hell she could put him through if he let her loose. He doubted she'd hesitate - the possibility of him ending up with pigtails was practically inevitable. Or no hair at all, even. He could just imagine her with a pair of sheep shearers... Dayuuum, no wonder she scared him so much. "Never. Ever. Ever." He chuckled and nudged her away with his elbow. "Anything but that."

Thea frowned.'What do you mean? You'd look fiiiine if I cut your hair!' She burst out laughing at the look on his face.

Grinning, she saw him blush. 'Naw, sorry, I keep forgetting your just a little'un Matt!' Thea had thought she had toughened him up a bit.. clearly she had failed.

She chewed her finger, and cocked her head to the side. 'Honestly, I would just trim it! You could never have short hair!' Thea tried to picture him without his mad locks.. it just wouldn't come to her. Fiddling with her bracelets around her wrist, she looked around the corridoor, shaking her dark hair out of her eyes.Rummaging in the pocket of her skirt, she brought out one of her hair slides. Smiling to herself, she slipped it in her hair to keep it off her face.
'There! Now I can see.' She mimed punching Matt on the shoulder, but didn't make contact. 'I didn't even punch you hard'.. Narrowing her eyes, she stared at Matt.

He smiled at her, peering up from beneath his hair, his hand rubbing sheepishly at the back of his neck. Poor Thea. He was like a little lost puppy. And she was stuck with him. FOREVER. MWAHAHAHA. *cough* He blinked and looked away.

The young first year laughed. She was so stubborn. He suspected her fireyness to only get more prominent as she got older. He could imagine her getting into all sorts of predicaments with just about everyone. He saw trouble written across her forehead everytime he looked at her. It wasn't necessarily a bad thing though...That is, unless he was on the receiving end. "Note to self: NEVER upset Thea. Ever." He shook his head. "Have you ever cut anyone's hair before?" Matt looked back at her, eyebrows raised. "'Cause if you're gonna do this to me while I'm sleeping or something..." Lets face it. He wouldn't put it past her. "I don't really wanna come out looking like a naked molerat."

Oh no. She was staring at him. He tilted his head slightly. "Whut?"

Thea opened her mouth. Oh, he had not just hated on her hair cutting skills?!?! She rolled her eyes. 'Of couuuurse I have! I've cut both my dogs hair.. aaaand Marley's!' Then she stopped and frowned slightly. 'And that was defiantly not.. in his sleep..' Thea chewed her lip, then grinned. 'But if I took it seriously I could do it!'

Holding her head up she smiled.. then narrowed her eyes slightly. 'You don't have to worry though, little Matt has big bad Thea too look after him.' She grinned. Thea wasn't trouble, she didn't plan on getting into trouble here either. She was just.. up-front and erm.. loud, kindof quite loud?

'And if you ever try to run away from me I will find you!' Sje grinned.. he would believe that. 'Don't say you're terrified of me!' Thea pouted. 'People might hear you and think I'm some sort of.. bear!'

Bear?.. It was the only word she could think of.. where did that come from???

"Bear...?" She was the complete oppisite of a bear. Matt laughed and shook his head. Bears were big and fluffy and utterly unable to grasp hold of any form of grace. Thea, however, was slim, a dancer and he wouldn't call her hair fluffy per say...maybe in the morning? "More like a lion." he said, cocking his eyebrows. Gryffindor, after all. And as fierce as anything.

He grinned at her then. What she said then...It meant more than he could put across. And he wasn't about to do the physically disgusting act of hugging her - ew, no way, she was a girl - so grinning was all he really could do. He'd always have big bad Thea. He felt squishy inside. It was odd. Normally though, he supposed, it should be the other way round. He was the boy, the guy, the man. RAWR. But he had plenty of time to discover his manliness. For now, he thought, he was fine with being young and blissfully ignorant.

"Ok, I promise never to run away from you." He smirked. "You chasing after me...My worst nightmare." He wrinkled his nose, nudging her teasingly with his shoulder. And the haircut? "Just no mohawks."

Thea nodded. 'I have the mane too match, actually..' She abred her teeth when she smiled and shook her hair. Hugging her knees, she rested the side of her face on the top of her knees. 'Yeah, just 'cause I'd catch you!' she laughed at the mental image of her nashing after Matt.

'Aha!' She sat up, triumphant. 'I wouldn't give you a mohawk you lunatic!' Reaching out, she started rummaging in her bag.
'My Mam replied about Christmas.' Pulling out the letter, she waved it in Matt's face, grinning. 'She's really excited..' Thea rolled her eyes.
'Don't worry, I'll protect you from them..' She laughed and clapped her hands.

Matt comparing he to a lion made her think.. he was more like.. a puppy. Like her little westy at home. She patted his head. 'You think I'm bad now..' Her Mam had already expressed her concerns about her as she got older.. 'Oh, it'll be bad.' Thea grinned. Yet, she couldn't wait to get older.

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Selina was furious. No she was more than furious. It had been a week since she and Elektra had spoken and she was still beyond mad at her friend. Before the school had shut down the ship for Herbology studies and uses the two had gotten into a huge fight on the main deck. Elektra had hit very low bellow the belt when she had commented on Selina's father and her own. The two had made an understanding over the summer that they would not talk about their fathers' relationship to one another to avoid getting in a fight between the two. But Elektra had not listened to her and brought it up anyway.

She pulled down at her hat in frusteration at the fight that had ensued between the two girls. This was exactly what Selina had not wanted to happen.

She did make a pretty convincing lion. Like, super convincing. All she needed was pawes. Scary. He blinked. Very scary. With a quick shake of his head, he smiled, ignoring his heart battering against the bones of his ribcage. "I'd totally be eaten." he said with a small laugh, leaning his head back against the cool, stone wall, eyes focussed upwards. This area of the castle was so...empty. Thea was warm beside him - he was glad of that, as he'd forgotten to put his scarf on that morning.

He jumped slightly as she shoved the letter in his face, the young first year gazing at his friend in amusement as she clapped her hands. She was like a seal now. Wait...a sea lion! Hahaaaa, he was so damn funny. "I can't wait." he said, with little hesitation. "And thanks. I don't wanna end up..." He gestured wildly with his hands, eyes bulging. Then he grinned and leant back again.

The young Gryffindor turned his head slowly round to face her, a small smirk tugging at his lips. "I know you will." His grin widened. "I feel sorry for me."

'You all would be.. I couldn't leave Zara and Ness out! That'd be mean..' She grinned. Feeling him shiver slightly beside her she frowned. 'Do you want to go somewhere else?..' He didn't have his ridiculously long scarf on today.. *smirk*

Thea grinned. 'It'll be okay, Mam won't be that bad.' She shrugged. 'If anything, she'll give you a really good pressie.' She turned her head to smile at him, her eyes were still bright.

Her eyes widened. 'Dear lord.. I'm scared for myself..' She'd probably not get on with a lot of people.. already being stubborn and gobby. 'I'll be fiiiiine! Heheh, it'' be F-U-N!' She spelt out the word as she nodded her head.. a lot. Leaning forward, Thea fiddled with the laces on her shoes.

Scratching her arm, she leant back again. 'You can have my jumper if you like.' Thea smiled. 'It's not good being cold!'

A week. One long week pased since Elektra and Selina made contact with each other. Elektra still couldn't believe what had happened between them. It wasn't like her to snap like that. Why would Elektra even talk about Selina's father like that? He was nothing but nice and kind-hearted to her. Was her father poisoning Elektra's mind with lies and false stories...or was it something worse. Even she couldn't find the answer for this. Walking around the statues, Elektra dragged her boots along the ground kicking anything that was in her way as she looked down at the ground.

She fiddled with her necklace until she stopped and looked up seeing Selina Skylar. Elektra froze in her steps. Her jaw was still hurting a bit from the hit Selina gave to Elektra at the old ship. Just looking at Selina made Elektra touch her jaw and wince. "Oh, bloody hell." Elektra said softly to herself.

Selina was still furious as she walked around the statues. She needed air and this was the best chance she could get because it seemed everywhere she went people seemed to follow her. She was glad in many respects that she had so many friends, but sometimes she just needed a break.

Finally feeling herself calm down she heard the clicking of very familiar boots. She did not need to look up at all to know who had just clicked down the hall. Her blue eyes did travel up and she saw Elektra standing there looking very panic stricken at whether she should leave or stay. So Selina piped up, "Your jaw still hurt?"

Elektra bit her tongue. Ooh she wanted to say something back to her, but that would have just caused another fight between the two. She scoffs and shrugs. "Well you hit like a mack truck." She replied while walking towards her and stopped for a second. Just making sure...Elektra reminded herself mentally that her wand was right beside her if anything was going to happen. "How's that hand?"

"About as good as your jaw right now. So not very pretty..." Selina knew that she was poking the snake, literally, but Elektra had gone too far on the ship. Besides she was not one to apologize, Elektra, and Selina would not apologize for the things that Elektra had said about her father. She was sorry she had slapped the girl, but she had done so out of anger. She had blamed Jake for who Connor had become. But they didn't know either of their fathers when they were young. Who were they to say that it was Jake? They both could have just been born that way.

Now Selina was pushing it. Still...Elektra didn't come looking for a fight so she just ignored Selina's comment. "Why haven't you gone to the infirmary? It could be infected. The ship is pretty old. You don't need to be so tough about a deep scratch like that Selina."

Selina looked down at the bandaged cut and then looked up at Elektra, "It's a battle scar. I'm a witch, I can fix it and make it look like it never happened whenever I want. Magic is good like that. But sometimes you need a physical reminder for a while of what has happened to you. And this cut is my physical reminder." She was still not going to apologize first. Selina could take any criticism about herself, but her family was a whole different ball park. Family was family.

"Well I wouldn't want to touch that hand if I dated you." she said trying to make a joke and she knew that the joke pretty much sucked and she sighed. "Look...can- can we talk for a second. I mean the way we ended things at the ship...it just- I just feel like-" Elektra was starting to have trouble with trying to figure out the right way to tell Selina she was sorry.

Selina refused to laugh at Elektra's joke, although it was brilliantly lame and she knew that the two would usually laugh about how bad the joke was. But she would not laugh, no matter how much she wanted to. And she really wanted to laugh.

"You feel like what Elektra, huh? What do you feel like? Because you were out of line on the ship a week ago talking about my Dad like that. He's only ever been nice to you. He took you in this summer which he did not have to do. Would your family have done that for me? And I am not comparing Dads, I'm just saying where do you come off saying that about my Dad?"

"And I know he did Selina. That's what I'm trying to tell you. I'm sorry alright?! I don't know what came over me at the ship, but I am so sorry for snapping at you like that. I really don't know why I said that about your dad. I never didn't mean any of it. Please forgive me. Please." She slightly begged. Elektra and Selina were very close. Practically like sisters...she didn't want to lose a friend like that.

Selina felt her resolve crumple as Elektra had started to beg. She had never seen the cocky Slytherin so vulnerable before. It jarred her in a way and made her feel ruddy in every sense of the word. Without a second thought she hugged her friend and started to comfort her back, "No I'm sorry. I shouldn't have slapped you. That was uncalled for and not very nice of me. How about we just truce okay? We can't let our parents define who were will be."