Yay!

Peyton's eyes brightened with mischief when Jimbo gave her two dungbombs. He was AWESOME. “Thanks!” she beamed and quickly put the things inside her robe pocket. If John caught her with dungbombs he would for sure tell her daddy.

Wait, she had the choice to get more?

The girl smirked and nodded. “Do you think you'll have more before holidays?” she asked. Hiding two dungbombs was already risky enough, so until then she'll take more. If he had any.

Peyton nodded her head. She LOVED candy. How could he even ask her that. “Do you have more of those Licorice wands?” she said, a sheepish grin crossing her face. She liked those, hehe.

WEEEE!

“Thanks.” she giggled. Jimbo had reminded her of her step-brother when he did that. Except, Jimbo didn't get mad or complain about her height.

Peyton looked up at him with wide happy eyes and smiled. He was really allowing her to pet Pebbles. Woohoo! She ran her index finger along the turtle's shell and chuckled. She's never pet a turtle before. “How long have you had Pebbles for?” she asked. Hmm, now she wanted a turtle, she'd ask her dad next time she Owled him.

The boy grinned sheepishly as the girl seemed to look at him funny for saying he actually liked that song. But.. y'know, it wasn't true. He was.. just trying to be nice? Or something.. Either way, the boy shrugged at the response uttered from the girl. "Yeahh. I have no idea why. Maybe because it's kind of old? Who knows." He shrugged again, uncertain of why his mother had such a strange taste in music. And it explained why Jayce almost always carried his music player and head phones with him everywhere. It was to tune out his mother. And anyone who listened to back music.

BEEEEAAAAAAM.

This made Jayce overly happy. She was like him, and he was like her. Well, only in the fact that they didn't have strange accents which most American girls would fawn over. "I'm actually from Florida. Orlando to be exact. And, you? Where'd you use to live?" he asked curiously. This was EXCITING. In all of the years he's been here, Jay had never really met anyone or seen anyone else from Salem. It was.. odd. But then again, he was probably blind and oblivious.

The seventh year raised an eyebrow. "PFFFT. I don't believe that. Maybe.. maybe you're like me. You're not book smart, but you're common sense smart." Shrug. Then again, Jayce wasn't exactly common sense smart either. But OH WELL. "I think you're pretty smart," he grinned over at her, putting an emphasis on the I.

That was.. something. He felt like somewhat of an idiot when he fell, knowing that if there had been some professor around, they probably would have scolded him for even standing on the swing that way. Jay turned over, just about to stand up when-

OOF! The girl had lost her balance as well and had fallen on top of him. Ehehe. Awkward. "It's alright," the boy grinned at her rather close face. He pushed a piece of hair from his own face, uncertain of what to do, let alone say, next.

More before the holidays? HA.
"I own as many dungbombs as you need at this very moment." The question is how many she wanted from him now. "You don't have to take them all now though, I've only got two others on me right now. You can always find me later if you need any more." He didn't know why he was being so generous with his dungbombs. It was probably because she was really the only girl to be even interested in the same things as Jimbo. The closest he knew was Leilani Rhode, who preferred fireworks and didn't like dungbombs at all.

And he wouldn't usually ask, but he was rather intrigued - "What are you going to use them for?" he asked, cautiously.

When she asked for licorice wands, Jimbo rummaged in his pocket and produced four. He'd had more, but Pebbles ate them all. "Here," he said, handing them all to her. Pebbles was too busy munching away at his own licorice wand to notice that Jimbo was giving away his last ones. Otherwise, Jimbo probably would have gotten scratched.

"I've had Pebbles four years," Jimbo said, picking up what was left of his pumpkin pasty and eating it. "It's a wonder he survives with the way he eats." But who was Jimbo to say?

" You are so cool to play along with my joke" William told Emma." Great that he is a good friend and a sixth year Gryffindor" William said to Emma." "A few girls may like me, even a couple that are in their secind year, too" William explained to Emma. " Rex is doing great now that an ex-girlfriend of his showed up at Jason's castle" William explained to Emma.

Kurumi popped her sweet into her mouth and immediately felt the familiar tingling sensation of someone brushing a rather large and fluffy feather all over her body. Moments later, she had sprouted yellow feathers all over and chirped, literally, with glee. "Alright, time for a picture!" she clucked trying to pick up her camera. Only problems was that wings were not very dexterous. "Oh...um...I didn't think this plan through very well..."

Heather laughed-and chirped- at the same time. She called for Mr. Panda and the panda stood and went to Kurumi. "Mr. Panda can take our pictures. I've trained him how to handle all sorts of Cameras-a bit of a shocker for my parents though. He knows how to take a good picture now." she said. The panda doll tugged at Kurumi, causing some feathers to fall on him, but he focused on taking the camera and taking pictures of the two canary/girls.

"What are we going to do without Mr. Panda!" Kurumi sighed as she moved her rather large yellow wing out of the way for the stuffed animal to grab. Her face contorted for just a moment as the panda managed to actually pluck her like a chicken, but it wasn't anything serious. More surprising than anything else.

Striking a rather dramatic pose similar to a bird about to take off, Kurumi looked over her right shoulder at Heather.

"Say...canary!"

"CANARY!" she said, beaming. Mr. Panda took one shot and looked at both girls. He tilted his head. "He's asking-chirp!- if we want one more, Kurumi." she said.

Taking a look at Heather, who now had a beak instead of lips, she had to cover her mouth to contain a loud laugh. However, forgetting for the moment that her hands were now covered with feathers, she got a mouth full of the yellow fluff instead and began quietly choking on them.

"S-S-S-S-Sure," she said only slightly coughing up a storm. "Let's take a few. Then you can have a copy, I can have a copy, I can give one to the yearbook, and we can send one to Ed."

Isobel watched the girl as she jumped on to the tire swing. When she called to Isobel she started to walk over there. It was just a tire swing, not too high. Isobel climbed on to one next to the girl and swung it back. She smiled, "This is kind of fun." Then she decided that she should introduce herself. "My name is Isobel. I'm a third year Hufflpeuff."

"No, I didn't mean it like that. Really." She said as she shook her head and glanced at the small bat once more. Oh well, as long as it isn't a snail or anything, then she was fine with it. Then she silently nodded at his explanation. "Ah, the little guy must have gotten lost or something." She said as she tried to picture what Levi had just described....

uh, What's a hellhole?

Then she frowned as he sort of accused her owl. "Cygnus would never!" She said vehemently. Then she whistled for the said owl to show him that Cygnus was a nice, properly trained owl who would never harm anything...unless ordered too of course.

"Nope. Just bragging rights." She said with a smile and a slight shrug as she watched her owl fly towards her, landing on the wooden railing.

Then she turned to Levi with a smile and said "Well, there you go. Meet my nice, gentle owl..Cynus."

Cynus stared at his mistress before turning his huge eyes on the unfamiliar man with her. He wasn't that Ed person that his mistress so hates, and he wasn't family either...he would have recognized him. Who was he?

Connor? As in Veela.Slytherin.Guy-Who-Has-A-Crush-On-Kurumi Connor? But that guy was even older than her! How'd he become William's - who was just a first year - nephew?


"I think its dangerous." Cass admitted with a frown on her face as she remembered Professor Welton once again "They may not have found any trace of dark magic in it, but I think its there for a reason." Then she glanced down at William "Why do you ask? Planning on sneaking in?" If he was, then she would strongly advice against it.

Levi nodded, not saying anything more about the issue. At least she wasn't disgusted by his pet. He was hoping she would have been a little more enthusiastic that he had actually managed to find an animal companion to take to Hogwarts but he couldn't push his luck. After all, it wasn't like Vlad had any magical abilities or could do any daring feats. He was just an ordinary bat, more likely to be fit for an eccentric muggle as opposed to a wizard.

"Yeah, probably..." Levi answered. "A bat near the ghetto...what are the odds, right?" He shook his head.

His dark brows rose as she explained what the top five students received after they got their positions. "That's all?" he said with a small half-smile. "Geez, you'd think they'd give you guys an award or something for getting on their good side. What a bunch of cheapskates." He stated this in a lighthearted tone, though.

The fourth year marveled as an owl swooped down to Cass, gracefully descending onto the railing. "Cool..." he mused, genuinely impressed. "Hey Cygnus, you're a boss flier." He turned back to the blonde. "He's really something. How old is he?"

" Yes, the ship is dangerous but it sounds like a cool ship I want to visit" William told Cass. " Good, there is no dark magic on the shop" William said to Cass. " Well, I would not sneak on the ship without some back-up" William laughed. "So do you know Connor?" William asked Cass.

Fee was just listening to her current fave song as she noticed a girl sitting down next to her.Taking out her earphones the blonde saw the book the other girl held.Ohhh she probably came here for the same reasons the Slytherin did.How cool.Smiling at the brunette she closed her book."I was listening to Katy Perry",the blonde said,"i dont know if you know her."Fee kinda liked these muggle singers,they were amazing."I am Feenella by the way."

Sitting under her fave tree and reading the book she had lend from the library,of course a love novel,the girl didnt notice anything aroudn her until a girl with reddish hair appeared next to her.As the Slytherin closed her book and layed it down next to her she looked up to the girl and smiled back at her.She seemed to be friendly."Hiya",the blonde smiled,"wanna sit down with me?"

Some company was always nice and getting to know new people was one of Fee's fave activities,she knuew it had been a good idea to come here today.The tree house was amazing place to spend your time.

Fee giggled as she heard William's voice,he always managed to cheer her up."Hey fave male firstie",she wiggled her eyebrows at the boy.Ohhh had he just called her fashionista?Ohhhhhhhhhh goood booy,goood goood goood boy.Hehe."Aww thank you for calling me that",the blonde beamed,"i just like fashion really much."Fashion was pretty much her life actually.How sweet Willy missed Peyton,.There definitely was something going on."Ohhh i dont know",the girl shook her head,"of course she is really nice.Do you have a little crush on her?"The last part made her grin,they would be soo sweet together.

OHMYMERLIN! KP? As in the hot brunette who married the mental comiedian that her pop had loved? Wow. Normality. A muggle singer, was so many people started quoting wizarding singers she'd never understand. Or like. Muggle singers though. Amazing, and definatley her bag. Oooh, I love Katy Perry she nodded, ET's my favourite she nodded.

Oh yeah. Names. Feenella, ooooh, pretty name she grinned at her, I'm Amy she nodded at the pretty blonde. Pretty name, pretty hair.

Peyton smiled wide, she definately had to plan this out and since Jimbo was being extremely generous with his dungbombs then she might take one for each of her sisters. She had to fair with all of them after all.

Hehe.

The girl patted the dungbombs through the fabric, already imagining the faces and screams of her sisters. SWEET! But, the Jimbo asked THE question. She wasn't sure if she could trust him with VERY important information. "Promise you won't tell anyone?" she asked, holding out her pinky finger. He had to do it if wanted to know. A pinky promise was sacred to the girl just like a temple is to a munk...or something along those lines.

Peyton gladly took the candy wands, but still watched Farley. Many people (mostly her sisters) always thought of her as foolish for believing in a pinky promise, but that's all she had. How was she supposed to trust people if they didn't commit to a promise.

Four years was a REALLY long time. Peyton kept petting the turtle with one finger. What if Pebbles was a senior citizen in turtle years and she accidentally broke his shell? Uh-Uh, she did not want to do that. "Do you always feed him sweets?" she asked, not in a judging way. If her daddy only fed her ice cream and sweets she'd be the happiest girl alive.

Peyton happily waved at her friends. "HI," she said. William kept mentioning that they were the Musketeers...Peyton didn't know what that was. If it was something muggle then she was clueless. The only thing she was familiar was with muggle princess movies and that was only because her dad would sneak them to her room. Eeep, if her mom ever found out she was in BIG trouble. "What's a Musketeer?" she finally asked.

Hateya was sort of upside-down-ish by that point. She kicked her legs up to hook over the top of the tire, still spinning from her initial jump, "I'm Hateya. You have to do it like this!"

Third year... that wasn't too much older than her. And Isobel was from the same house as Arya and Conan. As she continued to spin, Hateya added, "I'm from Ravenclaw." She didn't think it mattered, but maybe other people thought it did.

Like that, huh? Isobel watched what the younger girl girl was doing then tried to copy her. She ended up becoming all the way upside down. She gulped and tried to reposition her leg to right herself, but she ended up falling to the ground. Thankfully it wasn't a very large distance, and it felt very soft.

"Ow," she muttered. She stayed sitting on the ground and looked up at Hateya. "It doesn't seem to be working for me."

Nika walked around looking for a familiar face. Oh and there is one right there! "ISOBEL!" She ran up and gave her friend a quick hug. "What's up?" She asked her friend.

Nika smiled and replied, "Yeah okay!" She plopped down next to the Slytherin under the shade of the tree. "I'm Nika." she said as she held out a hand. Nika didn't really like shaking hands, but so many of the other kids did it when they first got to meet each other so it must not be as formal as she thinks. Nika twisted a stray strand of hair around her finger as she looked at the girl. Somehow she looked familiar...

Isobel was still sitting on the ground when she saw her small red friend come over to her. The ground was surprisingly comfortable, and she didn't really feel like getting back up. She had fallen from the cursed swing once, she didn't fancy trying it again. "Hey Nika," she said with a smile. "The sky," she told her when she asked what was up...because it was true.

Kyle couldn't help but smile as she saw the beautiful tree house she had heard of it the term prior, and it had sounded amazing. Truly, it was. It was too bad she couldn't use it the year before what with everything going on and being a fresh transfer - and it not really being there that year. Slowly she began to climb up to the tree house using the lovely climbing rope.

Her hands burned.

The rope digging in with every inch she gained, tedious. Tedious, tedious. Still, it made her feel strong as she reached the platform she swung her leg over feeling her feet safely upon the deck of the tree house.

It truly was giant, she thought as she ran a hand through her hair. Ginger was off in the castle playing with toys - probably on her bed, safe, and sound.

She had safely made it to the platform - or so she'd thought. Her shoe clasp latched onto the rope and she was stuck there one leg caught to the rope, both hands on the railing and one foot over the railing with the foot securely on the platform.

Brilliant. She'd managed to make a spectacle of herself, and to do a split.

Nika laughed at her friends response. The sky. Hmm interesting. "Well that's one way of answering." Nika said still giggling. "So erm-" She paused making sure to carefully phrase it this time. "Anything new going on?" She said looking at her friend. No way she could answer with the sky on this one! Nika pulled on her shirt and plopped down on the ground next to Isobel.

Isobel grinned at Nika; yep it was. "Nice of you to join my on the ground," she saw with a smile before going back to answer Nika's previous question. "I fell," she said. She pointed at the tire swing above her to Nika would know that she fell from the swing.

Jimbo looked down at her pinky. Contemplating whether or not he wanted to know. It seemed rather secret if she was going to make him pinky promise. What if she was going to do something major in the school? Would he want to be the one responsible for handing her the dungbombs?

...

In that case, he wants to be involved.

Bringing out his pinky, he hooked it through hers and said, "I promise. Now what is it?"

He did not always feed Pebbles sweets. That would be animal abuse! He fed him mostly sweets. Totally different.
"I give him proper turtle food in his turtle home cage thing - but whether he eats it or not is his decision." In fact, Pebbles had lately been eating less and less of his greens and more candy. Jimbo's brow furrowed as he realized this. He was glad he had given away the last of the licorice wands that were in his pocket. Pebbles would just have to deal. And Jimbo would put Pebbles in his candy-less pocket.

Okay, so he didn't have a candy-free pocket. But he'd make one. To put Pebbles in. And he'd fill it with lettuce. For Pebbles. Because Pebbles needs to be healthy. And not die.

Speaking of sweets, he hadn't had a cupcake since they'd gotten back. He'd need to go down to the kitchens soon.

Squirming she unhooked her foot, and swinging it over the edge she sighed. Safety, she was fully on the treehouse - and safe. Her heart beating like hummingbird wings she decided to decend the tree with safe, normal way of the ladder. Climbing down her hands shaking at the end of her decent she felt safe, happy, relief when not on the tree anymore.