Enya was shocked, clearly shocked at this older girls reacting. Going from slight peacemaker like Skye to and outburst like Louisa. Woah, the girl had problems. Enya continued to lean against the stone wall with her arms folded watching the other girl. Even if the girl had problems she HATED people having a go at her.

The fourth year pushed away from the wall and slide towards Vashti and into her face. "Who do you think you are? Having a go at me!?" She demanded ignoring the girls questions.

Polyjuiced as Louisa Carter
 

Stop Stop!? This girl was having a go at her and SHE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW HER! Enya glared once more at Vashti before turning towards her best from Louisa. "Your going to take her side? Did you hear what she said to me?" She demanded, okay so she shouldn't put the her best friend on the spot but what could she do? It was either this of turning round to hit the older girl...

Now that was tempting...

But she sighed nevertheless, calming herself. Turning away from Louisa she faced Vashti once more. "I'll never forget this, next time..." She breathed in and moved to lean against the wall once more.

Polyjuiced as Vashti Greenwell
 

Real!Louisa had difficulty containing her shaking hands. She did a mistake. A major one. And nope, it wasn't acting like herself for a minute by mistake. It was turning Vashti into an enemy to someone else. Not anyone but Enya Mayberry herself!

She gave a quick glance at Real!Vashti and saw her own face frowning slightly. "This is all getting absurd. I'm leaving." was all she said before looking at Real!Vashti again, "See you around..Louisa," Bah, it was stupid. And now at Enya she said, "I hope you control your temper more and forget about this." It might take a miracle but one can wish.

Without another word, she turned her back and walked away trying very hard not to look as if she was escaping the scene and crossing her fingers that Real!Vashti would follow or leave too before Enya did something else.

Polyjuiced as Louisa Carter
 

"I'm not taking anyone's side," Vashti protested. "Both of you are acting stupid." This whole situation was stupid, really, and it was all because of this stupid Polyjuice Potion. She was never going to take that potion again after all this.

And good, herself Louisa finally had the sense to leave. Vashti was most definitely going to do the same - she did not want to be around this Enya girl any longer than she had to. "I'm leaving too. I have homework and studying to do."

Polyjuiced as Sierra Greingoth
 

For whatever reason, Sierra found herself strolling up and down the third floor corridor. Maybe she was doing this because finals were over and she had absolutely nothing else to do. It was a welcome change, really. To just be at school and not be required to do a single thing. Add that to the fact that the house points were looking pretty awesome, and the result was a very pleased Sierra Greingoth.

That is...

"WHAT?!" she shrieked, taking in the appearance of the sickeningly pink-splattered walls. Her name--first and last--was even there. On instinct alone, she whipped out her wand. She'd have to get this mess OFF before someone, namely a professor, walked by and saw it. Her name, that is. She wasn't going to go through the trouble of getting the rest of it off if it couldn't even be traced back to her. With a little bit of charm work, her name was gone. VANISHED.

Then for good measure, she vanished a bit of the other pink, as well.

Coco.
 

Ellie had her hood up for her journey from the dormitories. In her mind, hoods and invisibility cloaks were one and the same. No one could possibly notice her or recognize her if her head was covered, right? Aside from the few wisps and locks of red hair that managed to escape and hung out of the sides.

While she had been perfectly fine in her bed, with the hangings drawn, it wasn't possible for Ellie to be in one place for too long. But the only other place of comfort in the castle she could think of was Little Professor's office, floors below the Ravenclaw tower. And, although she was intent on avoiding all other people, she was walking rather slowly. Solemnly.

Polyjuiced as Sierra Greingoth
 

Lola was at the end of the corridor, still spreading those pillow feathers when all of a sudden, she saw someone at the other end... vanishing Sierra Greingoth's work. She hadn't got a good look at her face, but she was fuming right now--HER PRECIOUS PINK RIBBONS WERE DISAPPEARING. What was she off to? Didn't she know that Sierra was spreading the love and peace throughout the air? Trying to repair that tarnished reputation she had? People didn't understand! "EXCUSE ME!" She called out all haughty-like and ready to scold this girl for ruining her work, and also removing her name! This was copyrighted.

That girl committed a felony.

"This isn't yours to vanish! This is my property! I'm Sierra Greing--Greing..."

WAS THAT THE REAL SIERRA GREINGOTH? NO! NO! Her plans were being foiled. Lola felt the need to improvise. And so, she dramatically opened her mouth and gasped, covering it with her arm and then pointing a finger with the other.

"IMPOSTER!"

Where was Conan heading? Ummm. This way. He had only escaped his bed because he was hungry. Not that hungry though. But he had to eat. And he hadn't in a while. What he was doing on the third floor, he had no idea. Maybe to build up an appetite.

He spotted someone moving very slowly ahead of him. He frowned. "Hey there. Are you ok?" he called to the slow moving person.

Sierra froze.

Was that the voice of a PROFESSOR?! She had her wand out and aimed toward the pink mess, so would the professor think it was her, the real her, who'd done this rather than some insane idiot who had it coming to them?! As soon as Sierra discovered who'd done this, that is.

...and she would!

Sierra whirled around again, and then her eyes grew wide. "Kurumi?" she asked. No, no. She and Kurumi had down their assignment hours ago, and the Gryffindor girl had only had one of Sierra's hairs. Sierra raised her wand toward her likeness. "Who are you?" she spat out, "...and don't tell me that you're me, because I think we both know that's a lie!"

She didn't think it was for her, but Ellie still stopped at the voice. Just in case. After all, there was no one in the hallway in front of her. But for all she knew, there could be hundreds behind her, or otherwise out of her line of vision, which consisted of mostly stone floor, by the way.

Quickly deciding the question couldn't be directed toward her, seeing as she was pretty sure she couldn't be seen, she continued on, in the same, slow pace as before.

Lola thought of possible escape plans. Run away? Hex her? She wouldn't hex Sierra, but she needed to get away and continue to spread rainbows and unicorns all over the school! Someone was obviously trying to mess up her plans by sending Sierra down to this place. Lola resumed pointing her finger and occasionally only taking a few steps. She would never reveal her true identity. That would destroy their entire relationship! If only she knew that she was doing this all for her... But she figured the girl would never understand her heroic deeds! NEVER!

She figured Kurumi was Sierra's partner in this thing. Maybe she could impersonate her Master... but how blasphemous that would be!

Sierra was pointing her wand at her--SHE FELT SO THREATENED! Never in her life! Suddenly, Lola expressed a dumbfounded expression. The girl was an actress, perhaps she could fool the girl? "Sierra?! IS THAT YOU?! Oh, Father forbid me from seeing you! But not any longer!" All the lies. Lola was a proclaimed honest person and this was just too much for her little body to handle.

"I'm--I'm Ciara... your..." dramatic pause, "...long lost twin sister." Lola immediately tried to hide away the dead and limp pillow that was stripped of its feathers, hoping the girl wouldn't see it behind her back.

But this was officially a soap opera now.

Wand still pointed at whoever this was, Sierra took a few steps forward. "Of course it's me," she said, "but who are you?" She paused and eyed the imposter for a few seconds. Something in the imposter's voice was familiar, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Maybe if she listened carefully, she could figure it out.

She deepened her glare. "Ha! If you really were my long lost twin, you'd know that makes us triplets," she said. "I'm already a twin--a Hufflepuff." She didn't specify whether the twin was a boy or a girl. She'd see if the imposter knew that or not. It was a clue to figuring out who they were. Hmm. Speaking of clues, this was someone she knew. Whoever it was seemed to know Sierra only lived with her father.

Conan frowned. How rude. They were just walking off and not talking to him. If it had been any other day he would've just let it go. But he was avoiding having to eat.

"Oi. I was talking to you." He called to the person. That should get their attention. They'd better stop now. He wanted to see if they were ok.

Ellie stopped walking again. Honestly, it didn't sound like the corridor was very crowded. Most likely the call was for her. Which didn't make it any better. Lifting her hand, she pulled the side of her hood back a bit, chancing a glance behind her.

Conan.

No, Conan. Not today. Not tomorrow, even. She began walking again, turning a corner. Emerging from the common room was a very bad idea.

Ok that was the final straw. They stopped, peered at him, and then left. He had caught the red hair. Was that Ellie then? If it was, what was wrong with her?

He ran to her side. "Ellie? What's up?" He stopped in front of her to stop her escaping.

Why did this have to be so difficult?

Couldn't the world just have made her decorate the place and then run away WITHOUT the real Sierra finding out? Someone else should have taken her place. This was the reason she felt the need to do all of this. Look at her. Just look at that glare. So menacing. If Lola ever saw herself, she would have hugged her and would be so very intrigued and fascinated by this duplicate. But look at this one--threatening and endangering her life with that deadly wand.

SIERRA ALREADY HAD A TWIN?! This wasn't fair. Instead, she gasped even louder. "I--I'm part of a triplet?!" She tried deepening her voice, "That--that's so BEAUTIFUL!"

Ahem.

"Ahem, if you please, sister, Father is in the Dungeons waiting for you! He has a gift... this was supposed to be a surprise but," her voice was nervous, "Go along now!" She shooed her, but dropped the pillowcase in the process...

Crud.

Once again, Ellie stopped. This time, it was not her choice, though, but rather to avoid running over Conan. "The ceiling," she answered. Immature, but at least it kept her answer true. She didn't LIE like SOME people did. Whyyy did Conan even have to come up to her? Why did he have to be in this hallway now? Shouldn't he be in his Common Room?

In fact, EVERYONE should be in their respective Common Rooms. Including herself, which was why she pivoted, turning her back to Conan, and started the way she'd come from. Forget about visiting her favorite teacher. It wasn't worth being bombarded by people. She preferred the boring solitude of her bed. Mhm.

Conan chuckled. She was witty. "And the floor is down." At least she had stopped this time. And was talking to him. He liked talking to her. And he missed her. She looked sad though.

Oh no. She was leaving him. He glared at her retreating back. "Don't make me....um....spell you..." Was that even the right word. Well he pulled out his unused twig. He was serious about this. He didn't know what he would say, but it would work. If he knew how the trickery around this place did.

...No. No laughing. Laughing didn't exist.

Ellie wasn't afraid of Conan. She was pretty sure he didn't know even the most simple, harmless spells. But ignoring him wasn't working. And, if she had to pay attention to him to get him off her case, then so be it.

She leaned back against the wall and drew a deep breath. "What do you want, Conan?" she asked, looking straight at the opposite wall. And, please, Conan, make it quick.

Oh. His face fell. He had been looking forward to trying to use his stick. As useless as he would be, it would still be an experience. He might've even got a spark out of it. Fun.

He put his wand back in his robe pocket. And smiled at her. His face was rather sad in itself. He wasn't that happy as a whole. But he was happy to see her. That made his day slightly brighter.

"I wanted to see if you were ok," he said, looking at the floor.

"Okay." But he didn't ask, which Ellie took as she didn't need to tell him. She didn't want to tell him. It wasn't his business and he needn't worry his young, innocent, little head about it.

She didn't move yet. It was best to wait for Conan to leave, so she knew she wouldn't be bothered by him again.

And while she stood there, staring at the wall, she thought of something. "Why wouldn't I be okay?" Was he seeking her to ask her this? That would explain why he wasn't in his Common Room. Of course, classes could also explain that, but that was completely beside the point. No, Ellie wanted to know if he knew something. Because he shouldn't know anything.

Conan frowned. She mustn't be ok. She was acting odd. She wasn't acting like Ellie normally acted. "You don't look ok. Therefore I don't think you are. Are you hungry?" That would explain her sadness. He sometimes got sad when he didn't eat. This time he wasn't eating because he was sad. Which was a very random circle of events.

"I can give you a hug as well if you want. That might make you smile." Yep. Hugs always made him smile. Therefore his hugs would make her smile. And that was his aim. To make her happy right now.

Oh. Oh, well, that was good. She was quite relieved that there was no particular reason for his inquiry. ...He could leave now, yeah?

What? Hungry? "No," she hadn't been hungry in days.

Sigh.

Ellie didn't want a hug. No offense, but...no. She'd prefer to be untouched. So, the fourth year plastered a most fake smile on her face. See? She could smile without the hug. "No, thanks. It's okay." Hugs were unnecessary.