Cass turned in surprise as someone spoke behind her. "Oh! Hi William." She said with a smile as she turned around and removed her sunglasses "What's up?"

"Ah..I see." Cass said slowly, still keeping a safe distance away from the bat. "Where did you find it?"

Then she laughed "Of course there is. Every house has one. the top five people who earned the highest points for their house gets in it." She explained. She promised the same thing last term, but she had neglected her studies for a bit, it was sad really. Stupid drama, getting in the way.

Oooh, treehouse!

The red head climbed, excited to see what was up there. She's always wanted a tree house, but her daddy always said that there was no need to have one when she had her own play castle...not that she played in there anymore.

The girl peeked out of one of the windows and arched an eyebrow at what she saw. A turtle. And a guy.



She wanted to pet the turtle. Would the guy get mad? 'Cause if he did then she'd tell on him. Mmhmm.

Her hand was half way to the turtle when she followed the guy's gaze and read the carving. The Farley? Stink? Peyton stared at the turtle and back at the carving trying to connect both. What if this was some kind of message from the universe telling her not to touch the turtle 'cause it was stinky?!

"Who's Farley and why is it going to be stinky?" she asked, her thumb and index finger closing her nose shut. She did not want to smell anything nasty.

Heather could only just beam. Being canaries with Kurumi was really fun. Mr. Panda sat between the two and watched them both, as if waiting for them to turn into canaries.

"Hey Kurumi, let's eat together at the count of three." she said.

He couldn't help but smile a little as she continued to not-so-subtly avoid his new pet. It wasn't a mean-spirited smile in any way but he did think she was being a little too paranoid. Vlad could barely fly yet, much less sink his teeth into anything besides a ripe apple. He was a fruit bat and he probably would have been put off by the idea of drinking blood. Cass had nothing to be scared of.

"In my backyard," he answered simply. "It sort of caught under a branch and uh, I couldn't just leave it there. I think its mother abandoned it or something so I took it in and made it my familiar. I don't think he'll ever learn how to carry mail or anything, though." He nodded at her explanation. "Well, good luck. I don't think I could participate in something like that." It was pretty obvious from the way he coasted through his school work and cut class once in a while.

" I am just collecting my thoughts" Wiilliam told Cass. You look like a movie star with those sunglasses" Willaim said to Cass.

Taking one of the candies out of the box and holding it up as if to toast it with Heather, Kurumi used her other hand to grab her camera. The yearbook would certainly want picture of this.

"Ready whenever you are," she winked.

"Okay..." Heather prepared to count off. "one...two....THREE"! at that signal, both girls ate the canary creams. Heather closed her eyes tight, expecting any effect to happen soon. she opened one eye. "Anything yet, kurumi?" she asked, and then felt something ticklish going about in her body. Ah, the canary creams are working its magic once more in her system. Pretty soon, Heather was covered in yellow feathers and she looked at Kurumi, who also was. She laughed. "Once more, we're canaries Kurumi!" she said and fell on the floor, laughing. When Heather sat up, she looked like a big fluffy yellow bird.

"About what?" She asked as she perched her glasses on top of her head then smiled at the complement "Thanks." Movie star...so if movies were moving pictures, movie stars must be the people on it? Either way, she'll just take it as a complement.


"Ah. I wish I could find animals in my backyard." She said as she wrinkled her nose slightly at the thought of spending the whole day scouring the grounds for a small animal....ok, maybe she didn't want to find something in the grounds. Then she realized something "What is a bat doing in your backyard? Don't bats live in caves?"

"Ah, well, there's no harm in trying to teach it..." She said with a shrug "If you want Cygnus can even teach him how to deliver mail."

"Thanks, I think I'm going to need all the luck I could get." She admitted, especially with Seirra gaining points like how Kurumi does for Gryffindor.

Ahh, his name seemed to have this affect on people, "Well the most Famous Patroclus of all time, well beside myself is the friend and confidant of Achilles the greatest Hero the ancient world has ever seen, but really his names was Patrykles, and Patroclus the way I spell and say it is the Romanized version, the one that most people recognise, it doesn't help the my Father is a WizArcheaologist!" It was a bit of a long winded story, but it was the origin of his name, and though many thought it was a little hard to say, he loved it!

"You totally should, running is great!" He grinned, now touching his toes so as too stretch out his hamstrings, "I would invite you on a run, however that would kinda wreck the whole idea of running as a way to get some alone time.....so if you wanted I could draw you a map, of my running route!" It was a particularily beauty trail, running by the lake, the forest, under the shadow of the castle, it truly was a nice run!

Hudson......he liked it, "Well if I am the Lord of Tree Climbing and Pasta Boiling, it would only figure that I hang around with other Lords and Ladies of Awesome-ness here in the fortress of Power, so I can soo see you as Ellie, The Psyhic Wonder-Gal!" Perhaps the fresh air was too good for him, it seemed to have adled his brain to the point of turning himself and Ellie into Magical Super Heroes.....however it wasn't a stretch to believe!

Fee really had missed spending time at the treehouse,it was really amazing here and a great place to relax.Making her way to a comfy looking place to sit under a tree,the girl closed her eyes for a second.This was perfect.There were so many things the Slytherin had missed over summer.

Taking out a fashion magazine and her pink Ipod,the blonde leaned against a tree and looked around.It was beautiful here.What a great way to spend your day.

Ah. She got it now. It was a private matter, so she understood if he didn't want to talk about it. "None taken." she smiled pushing herself forward
on the swing. She guessed it was like her and talking about her family. She didn't really talk about them to people she just met, so she respected his privacy.

Ah, at least he was smiling again. "Well my favourite subject is charms. I seem to have a talent at it!" She was very good at that subject, and had been able to teach her friends some new charms in the charms practice room.
"I was worried about Arithmancy when I first went to that class. I don't really like anything to do with numbers. But I actually found that subject really good! The teacher is very nice." Which reminded her... "Oh! A word of advice. In potions class be careful. Professor Lafay A.K.A the dragon lady can be visious, so be careful..." Just in case he blew up his cauldron or something.

Amy walked over to the tree. A blonde girl was sitting underneath the tree with a magazine and MUSIC!!! Her actual life. Really. She sat down next to the girl and pulled out her own book, Lord of the Flies. Yay. She definatley recognised the girl, she'd seen her around school and they'd been sorted together so they were in the same year. So not as awkward. Whatcha listening to? Amy asked, summoning up her courage so her voice didn't squeak. She tended not to start the conversation

Daisy wandered through the grounds, not really sure where she was going, when she spotted a small house in the trees.
'What??' she asked herself, turning back round to look at it. 'Wow, a treehouse, that's so cool!' Daisy had always wanted a treehouse when she was younger, but never had one.

She scrambled over the leaves and roots of the trees, reaching a rope ladder. Daisy pulled herself up, which wasn't hard as she had strong arms. A few seconds later, she found herself in a sweet little treehouse, which was connected to many others. It had a few people in, who all seemed to be chatting. Daisy sat down in the corner and got out a piece of parchment and a quill, to start writing to her parents...

Nessie had got lost once again, when she saw this huge and awsome tree house. She immiediately ran to it and climbed out. She got the biggest fright of her life when she saw Daisy sitting there writting on parchment. "Woow You gave me such a fright!" said Nessie giggling."How are you?"

'I'm good thanks,' Daisy said, looking up from her furious scribbling, 'i'm just writing a letter to my parents, y'know, telling them I'm enjoying Hogwarts. How are you?' she asked Nessie, adding a couple of kisses to the bottom of the parchment and signing her name. She rolled it up and put it into a bag, to post later and took a box of every flavour beans out. 'Want one?' she asked.

"He's not as gross as he looks," Levi insisted, feeling a little put off from her expression. Vlad really wasn't too different from a pet rabbit in terms of his mannerisms. He just wasn't fuzzy or anything. While he squirmed a lot in water, he was a lot cleaner than most of the other animals he could have picked up instead, like a squirrel or a rat. "We live in kind of a rural area so I guess there's a cave around somewhere. I haven't seen it but I wouldn't be surprised. It's kind of a hellhole..."

"Maybe," he said, looking a little cynical. "I hope Cyngus doesn't try to eat him or anything."

"So what do top five students get besides all the points? Do you guys get an award or anything? More breaks?" He was about to mention he would hate having to suck up to the teachers to earn extra privileges but he thought better of it. Cass seemed pretty determined.

Jimbo didn't notice the hand come out of nowhere. He was too busy eating his candy. On the other hand, he did notice the red haired head pop out of the window to look at his carving. Looking over at the girl, he laughed.

"I'm Farley and it's not stinky any longer. I wrote that in fourth year after I spent a particularly entertaining afternoon throwing most of my stash of dungbombs." He wondered if he should offer her any candy. He didn't usually offer candy so lightly but he was feeling particularly generous today. And what was the point in keeping such a large amount for himself? Why not share a bit more than usual, after all he always bought more than he needed during the trips to Hogsmeade.

Not bothering to ask what type of candy she'd like, he took a chocolate frog from his pocket. Girls usually liked chocolate frogs. He didn't know why.
Holding it out for her to grab, he introduced himself. "Farley's my last name. People call me Jimbo." He handed Pebbles a licorice wand, "And this is Pebbles. He likes candy too. Sometimes I wonder if he likes it more than I do."

Most of his stash does tend to disappear from his pockets whenever he's carrying Pebbles in there. And when Jimbo wanted some he pulled out a mass of empty wrappers.

Peyton's mouth almost dropped open when he said that that song wasn't annoying. No offense, but was this kid tone deaf or something? Then he FINALLY got the point that she hated it and stopped trying to convince her that he wasn't annoyed by it. "Reminds her of her childhood?" the girl mused, with a raised eyebrow. Now she was curious in who exactly his mother was.

'Are you American?'

OH MY GOSH. How come she hadn't caught his non-British accent? YES! The 2nd person with her kind of accent. "I sure am!" she exclaimed with a smile. Hah, but she wouldn't hug this boy. Actually she probably would although it would be a little awkward attempting to do that. "Where are you from?" she asked him. Yaaaaaay! Another day made because of this.

"Genius? Hah, I'm far from that term," she corrected, rolling her eyes a little. That wasn't suppose to be meant meanly. She hoped he got that. As nice as the compliment was, she didn't like to be known for brains. Cause they weren't exactly her talent. She was just doing her best to make it through school.

Then suddenly the boy started to freak out because of them moving. She didn't catch him losing his grip on the swing until hers started rocking in a side to side motion. When he fell off his swing, she happened to lose her balance too and-CRASH-she toppled on top of him. "Sorry!" she exclaimed, looking over at his face.

At least it was a soft landing.

Just a little... awkward?

Hehe

Ah, he was Farley.

Peyton removed her hand from her nose when Farley said that it didn't stink anymore. That was a relief. The girl had to admit that dungbombs were the worst ever, but when there was one inside her sister's purse it was the most hillarious thing to watch. Farley sounded like fun, maybe she'd ask him for dungbombs before the holidays and give her sister a nice present...or maybe now, before she forgot. "Do you have any?" Dungbombs that is.

The girl looked at the chocolate frog he handed her. "Thanks, but I don't like chocolate," she mumbled with a small smile. She didn't want to be rude, but it was the truth. She LOVED sweets, but chocolate wasn't one of them.

Oooh, what a fun name. "Cool name!" she smiled. J-I-M-B-O...had a bouncy ring to it. Giggle. And, the turtle was pebbles! "May I pet, Pebbles?" she asked. This time Peyton tried to jump over the windowsill so she could sit on the branch, but her height wasn't much of a help.

Dang it, SHORT legs!

"I'm Peyton Baltazar, by the way." she smiled, showing off her dimple. Now a days, she kept forgetting to introduce herself.

Jimbo hesitated for just one second. Almost unnoticable. Not just because he was contemplating whether he should give her any dungbombs but also because he found it a tad odd that she was even interested. He had never known any girl interested in dungbombs. And suddenly, he found her interesting. Besides, just because his best friend was the Head Girl of Slytherin it didn't mean he had to follow the rules. Especially if she wasn't looking.

Besides, he never followed the rules when she was a prefect. What's the difference now?

"Er. Sure. Yeah." he said, rummaging in his pockets and producing two dungbombs. He had two more in his pockets and the rest was in his dorm. "Just two? Or more?"


She didn't like chocolate.
No chocolate frog.

...

Furrowing his eyebrows he put the chocolate frog back in his pocket. "Well, do you want candy? Because I have lots." Always. All the time.

He didn't answer when she complimented his name. He was used to all different type of things said about it. Not many people immediately said it was cool, and he smiled, but otherwise remained silent.

Pet Pebbles?
He was still holding the pumpkin pasty he was eating and he put it aside swiftly to help her through the windowsill, managing to lift Pebbles and save him from the girl's weight just in time. Once she was sat on the branch beside him he handed over Pebbles. "Pet away, Peyton."

Nika skipped down to the treehouse and just stood and stared in awe. "WOW!" Even though this was her second time seeing it, the treehouse was still such a pretty sight. Nika looked around for someone to go talk to. She wanted to take advantage of the free time before classes started up again and everything became hectic once more. But she wouldn't have it any other way.

She found somewhere to sit and skipped over with a smile on her face. Looking to her left she saw someone else sitting. This girl looked very familiar perhaps Nika saw her in classes or around the school before. Hmm... "Hiya!" She said in a sing-songey voice.

" My argument with my nephew Connor who is older than me" William told Cass. " I am thinking of that mysterious ship in the Black lake" William said to Cass. You welcome" William smiled. "What do you make of the ship?" William asked Cass.

" So how is my hot blonde Slytherin?" William asked Fee. " I did not know one third of the " Musketeers" is a fashionista" William said to Fee. "Where is the final Musketeer?" Willaim asked Fee. " Peyton is reallly nice" William told Fee.

" Hi cutie" Willaim called out to Peyton. " I see all the " Musketeers are here now" Willaim told Peyton. " So are Fee, you and I going to hang out at classes?" William asked Peyton

Isobel walked through the grounds and came to the Giant Treehouse. She stood at the bottom and looked up at it. It was so...high. She was afraid of heights. That was kind of ironic, considering she was the Quidditch Captain. But she was terrified of heights. She had now missed two Quidditch games due to fainting because she was so terrified of heights.

Emma nodded and blushed when William said love seeing you too. He was a ADORABLE little firstie! SOOO CUTE!! "I know. But It's fun to play along with the joke." she said, winking at him. "Thanks! Me too. He's a really good friend of mine. He's a sixth year Gryffindor." she explained and blushed thinking about what the date would be like.

"Umm... Anyway, how about you? I bet you have all the first year girls after you Mr. Charmer!" she exclaimed, teasing him.

Hateya really didn't know how she hadn't found this before now. Seriously, it was practically a village! She took a running start and launched herself at a tire swing, her top half going through the hole in the middle before she clamped down and swung around. In this case, being little had its perks.

As she spun, she saw someone else standing nearby and shouted over, "You should try this!"