Finlay was feeling a little reluctant in giving her his badge, but he knew she'd look after it. Fallon was his girlfriend, of course she wouldn't lose his badge. And Finn trusted her a lot, so he didn't mind that much. "Look after it." He smiled at her. Yeah. She wouldn't lose it....or at least he hoped not.

Finn pulled off his tie, and handed it over to her, as he took hers. This was going to be very fun. "Friends..." He mused, as he tied the slytherin one around his neck. He was very tempted to see if he could get into the Slytherin common room. It would be very good.

Fallon rolled her eyes. "It's in good hands. I'm not going to lose it or anything." She was going to be very careful. She'd feel bad if she lost it.

Fallon nodded as she tied the Ravenclaw tie. This was still weird. "All right. So you want to meet back up here after the potion wears off?" They would have to switch ties back and everything.

Neptune had spent so much time in her dormitory the last couple of weeks. Some might call it hiding, but Neptune was calling it studying. In truth, it was a lot of both. But, the weather from her window seemed to be leaning towards spring and she'd gotten a good case of stir-crazy - so she was going to give fresh air a go.

She slowed at the sight of Finny and his girlfriend. Ah... did she stop? Say hello? Or...just cruise on by and leave them be...?

Neptune settled for a slow down and a quick wave to the pair.

"I know it is." Finlay smiled, feeling that maybe he should be trying to make his voice sound more like hers. Her friends would know straight away that it wasn't him. "I'd trust you with anything." He spoke that a little quieter, with a smile as he looked up at her. He was telling the absolute truth.

Ooh. Where were they going to meet up? He was distracted a minute though by someone waving at them. Oh. It was Neptune. Finlay nearly reacted how he normally would've, but then he remembered how he looked, and how Fallon didn't really know Neptune. Oh. "I'll meet you back here." She nodded, leaning up, and hugging Fallon, placing a kiss on her lips. Mann. This felt weird. "Go talk to Neptune..." He nodded with a smile. Now...he would go find her friend.

Fallon smiled at Finn. She hoped he would be able to disguise his voice a bit. Otherwise, they would catch on right away.

Fallon looked over as she saw one of Finn's friends waving at her. She gave a small wave back. She looked down as Finn leaned up to kiss her. Yeah...that was awkward. "All right. See you later, babe."

Fallon walked over to Neptune, hoping she'd be able to act like Finn enough to fool her for a little bit. "Hey Neptune." She hoped deepening her voice helped. It was really weird to do...

She ran a hand through her hair. Finn really did need a hair cut...

Neptune sighed. "Did I do that?" she waved a hands towards were Fallon was retreating from them. Just.... SIGH. Neptune should have just kept walking. "I didn't mean to run her off." She raised her eyes to his hair, which got the universal Bott look of disapproval. She'd get his hair in the Common Room later.

Phew. Fallon seemed to have done all right. Neptune hadn't said anything about her sounding funny. Well Finn sounding funny. Finn shook his head. "No. She was just going to look for Iris..." Finn really was though..."You didn't run her off."

She caught the look Neptune was giving her/Finn's hair. "What?"

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Phew. Fallon seemed to have done all right. Neptune hadn't said anything about her sounding funny. Well Finn sounding funny. Finn shook his head. "No. She was just going to look for Iris..." Finn really was though..."You didn't run her off."

She caught the look Neptune was giving her/Finn's hair. "What?"

Neptune looked skeptical to that story, but wasn't up for debating it either. If Finny said so, then he said so.

"You know it's an utter mess, Finlay Carmichael. Do you have practice or anything tonight? I'll make you pretty again in the Common Room this very night if you're not busy." ....And if Finny was around in the Common Room, then Neptune could hang out there without having to worry.

Fallon noticed the skeptical look. She couldn't help but think that Neptune had figured it out. Oh great. There went the fun...

...and then she was talking about Finn's hair. Phew. She was still doing all right. Did he have practice? "I don't have anything planned." She couldn't help but giggle slightly. She caught herself and cleared her throat. Oops. Finn didn't giggle like a girl normally...

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Fallon noticed the skeptical look. She couldn't help but think that Neptune had figured it out. Oh great. There went the fun...

...and then she was talking about Finn's hair. Phew. She was still doing all right. Did he have practice? "I don't have anything planned." She couldn't help but giggle slightly. She caught herself and cleared her throat. Oops. Finn didn't giggle like a girl normally...

?????

"You're being weird," FYI FINLAY. "Did you just giggle?" Neptune linked her arms with his and might have greedily sneaked in a little snuggle. "So tonight then. Me and you in the Common Room and you'll be beautiful tomorrow."

Fallon tried not to just give in and tell Neptune what was going on. That wouldn't be any fun then. She wondered how Finn was doing or if he'd even found Iris or Aaron...

"Um...no. Why would I giggle?" Yeah cuz that was TOTALLY something that Finn would say. She felt a little awkward as the other girl linked arms with her and snuggled her a bit. She tried not to let it show. "Sounds like a plan."

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Fallon tried not to just give in and tell Neptune what was going on. That wouldn't be any fun then. She wondered how Finn was doing or if he'd even found Iris or Aaron...

"Um...no. Why would I giggle?" Yeah cuz that was TOTALLY something that Finn would say. She felt a little awkward as the other girl linked arms with her and snuggled her a bit. She tried not to let it show. "Sounds like a plan."

Indeed. Why WOULD he giggle? Neptune was certain he had. "You smell different today," she mused, allocating his weirdness to his boy-ness and perhaps because he'd just gotten away from his girlfriend and had his head in the clouds.

Sigh. Neptune remembered clouds...

"Well... alright. I was heading out for some fresh air. Bit stuffy in the Common Room...."

I smell different? Fallon figured she probably didn't smell like Finn...well because she wasn't really Finn. She ignored the comment. Mainly because she didn't know what to say without sounding weird.

Fresh air, huh. "Fresh air sounds good..."

It was strange that Finny hadn't asked her what she meant by the smell comment. Neptune narrowed her eyes suspiciously at him. He was SO keeping secrets!

...which was fine. She had her own secrets.

"Yeah? You'll go with me? I have something to tell you anyway." Giggle. Yessss she did! Since Finny had decided to accompany her, Neptune waited for him to lead - and to get the door for her. That was his job, after all.

Uh oh. Fallon was now getting a suspicious look. She really hoped that Neptune wasn't catching on. Then again, if she did that might kill the awkwardness Fallon was feeling from this.

Fallon was a little taken aback. She had offered...and she wondered why she did. That would mean elongating the time she had to pretend to be Finn. The potion wasn't supposed to wear off for a couple of hours either. Uh oh. If Neptune told her something while she was Finn...that might not end so well.

Fallon had to think for a moment. She had a feeling Finn would lead the way, well because he always did. She wasn't so sure that she wanted to go. "Let's go then..."

It had taken him nearly fifteen minutes to get down from sixth floor to the Entrance Hall in those high-heels Marie had kindly supplied him to wear. He fell, he nearly hit his head to the STONE floor, and now his knees hurt. At first, he was polite enough not to ruin her reputation and tried to walk on the heels, but after he knocked down an armour, that was it. His own health was much more important than how she looked, and he was now carrying the shoes in his hands... now even caring to mend the broken heel. It was HER bloody shoes, he was even glad they got to break. That would teach her her lesson to listen to him, especially when he demanded PROPER clothes.

He was starving and he WAS going to get his food. And he didn't even care if it was Marie who looked to be eating like a pig.

Carter, fuming, left the Great Hall. Had he really been foolish enough to think that things were fine between them? Yeah, he had. He thought that Evan would have cared enough about Mina to put their prior disagreements behind them.

Still massively angry, he almost ran into Marie. He did manage to stop in time to avoid hitting her.

Err... this was a bit awkward.

"I wouldn't go in there if I were you." he told her. "Evan is in one of his moods." He tossed a nasty glare back in the direction of the Great Hall. "Besides. I think we should... uhh... talk about what happened the other night." And he needed to tell her it was probably not a good idea for her to come check out the Quidditch Pitches with him.

He then noticed the shoes she was carrying in her hand. "You want me to fix those for you?" he asked. He got really good at repairing random things for Caroline. He might as well put what he learned to good use.

Oh, Carter, yes! Not that creepy Matty, or Finn, or James... Carter and Marie were good now, and Evan could spend the whole day with him. Not that he was fond of him much, but Marie was, and he was fond of Marie too. Now it seemed like the best idea to stay with him until he returned to his handsome self--

"He WHAT?!" Evan, as in Marie, was in moods?! "Oh, she is dead!" he said without thinking. How was he supposed to fix it now?! Would Carter believe that it had been Marie? Well, probably, since he must have heard about the assignment, but still... he moaned. Would Marie be kind enough to try to fix it? If she didn't... she would be dead.

Then, as his anger calmed down, he noticed he'd said 'she'. "I mean he," he said automatically. Not that it'd be bad if Carter understood he was being polyjuiced, but still... he wanted to get the full fifty points if he was to spend the day as in Marie's body, and he couldn't bear any mistakes.

Talk about last night?! AHA, now it was his turn to ruin somethings for her! He nodded fiercely, saying "Yes, I think we should." Never mind he had no idea what happened the other night, he would figure out soon.

He eyed the shoes as Carter offered to mend them, and smirked for a moment before collecting himself. "No, thank you, Carter," he said politely with a smile. "I'll fix them myself." HA!

Carter shrugged. "It's a mistake easily made." he said in reference to her calling Evan a 'she'. "...with those mood swings of his. I swear, he's worse than you usually are."

"Oh good." he said relieved. At least she hadn't bolted when he said they should talk. He was worried that would happen. Or that he'd get slapped. Or both.

"We could go down to the kitchens and talk there. I assume you were heading to eat... so you must be hungry. We can have the pie I made..." for Caroline "...since I know you hate that I made one for Destiny once."

See! He was a good listener!

Seriously, if Carter kept on speaking like that; Marie or not, Evan was going to punch him again. He cursed the day he sat together with Marie in that potions class one more time. Out of the whole school, he had to sit with that Miss Moody... he simply nodded with his head to end the discussion about him there. He feared he would snap at Carter if he replied with words.

Marie-Evan nodded gratefully again. "Yes, I'm starving." He hadn't had breakfast, and trying to walk in those silly heels made him lose at least one kilo, no doubt about that.

..."You make pies?" Who was the girl now? "I'm sure it's delicious, though." That was a comment Marie would make, right?

Simon had fled the Common Room and finally stopped running when he was in The Entrance Hall, he suddenly realised that his bag was open, he quickly shut it, it seemed like everything was in there and Simon couldn't be bothered to make sure.

Simon decided to sit down near a wall, he was so upset, they have no idea what he was going through and he didn't want to tell them, he was going to fight his own battles like he always did, he just wished that Treyen would stop trying to figure out what was wrong, he was sure Treyen knew there was something bothering him.

Running. He was running. Because he needed to find Simon, and he knew that the only way possible was UP, because Simon wouldn't go to the dungeons, right? To hug Lafay? No, he wouldn't, not when he was THIS upset.

That's when he saw him, sitting by the wall. And his pace slowed a great deal.

There will be no yelling on his behalf. "Simon," he almost whispered, "This belongs to you," the fifth year took out the letter that was now folded in two and handed it over.

He was looking at him the same way he always had. He wasn't pitying him or anything, he was keeping his face neutral for this, or as much as possible. "I didn't know," he said, as he squatted next to Simon, eyes on the letter. "I'm not saying I should've known since this is too private, but if you need any help...when dealing with anger...then...I could help you," he could, at least, help channel it.

Simon was suprised that Treyen had come looking for him then he realised that Treyen was holding his letter in his hand. "I must have dropped it earlier." Simon sighed, he really didn't know what to say, he just wanted to be on his own.

Suddenly Treyen said he didn't know, does that mean he read the letter, inside his head Simon was shouting to Treyen telling him to mind his business but that didn't come out. "No one knows, I didn't think people would care about what happens to what do people say a spoilt kid." Simon sighed, hopefully it would be sorted out before long, but he had been warned it could take 2 years to sort out which Simon didn't like. "I try to keep calm but then I get wound up easily." Simon looked straight at Treyen. "Are you sure you could help?"

Mmmhmm. Treyen nodded. He'd dropped it, but what seemed even more interesting to the fifth year was the fact that he was still keeping the letter in his bag, it was dated a few months back, after all.

That wasn't important. His friend's well-being was.

Out of all the ways he could've reacted, Treyen chuckled. "And here I was thinking that Simon paid little attention to what others had to say about him." He was looking at him as he said this, because...so WHAT if others thought of him as a spoiled kid? He may or may not be one. So, did it matter?

He nodded once again, as he listened to what Simon had to say, and then looked away to the corridor. "Actually," he started, looking back at the fourth year, "Maybe if you channel your anger...it could work?" he suggested, he had a few things in mind.

Theodore, still retaining the outward appearance of his Gryffindor mate, pushed open the doors of the castle and entered the pleasantly warm entrance hall, one sweaty hand still awkwardly grasping Emma Malfoy. If only the poor kid knew that he was in fact holding onto Alfie Port, then things would have been easier on his worried head. All that he knew was that if he didn't make a run for it soon, the polyjuice potion would wear off and he would shrink back into nerdy little Theodore Dumble, which would give Emma, a.k.a. Alfie, the shock of her life. The only question was: how to shake off the girl and find Brae to explain things before they got out of hand?

"Emm?" He asked, his eyes travelling up the stairs. "I... I left something in my common room. I really need to, erm, uh... go and get it, yeah, and then I'll meet you back, um, here for... for dinner?" How convincing, He sardonically thought. His lanky limbs felt like trembling as his nerves strained to the breaking point. Biting his lip in a most un-Brae-like manner, Theodore had to hold back from tapping his foot with impatience.