Jez pushed open the door to the Room of Requirement once she'd done the whole walking-three-times thing. I need a place to vent my emotions without hurting anyone ... She opened the door into a room with large comfy-looking cushions on the floor, floor-to-ceiling bookcases right across the walls, and a few large dummies that looked suspiciously like the pictures of Death Eaters Jez had seen in a book about Harry Potter. She flopped down on the cushions and stared at the dummies. Maybe she could just hex them. That would vent her feelings. She glanced at the books. They always helped calm her down - just touching the pages was usually enough to send Jez into euphoria. Both the dummies and the books would be a great pick-me-up. But which option should she choose?
Jez drew her wand and advanced on the nearest dummy. At once it strange to life and began moving towards her. Jez cried out and fell backwards. The dummies must be enchanted somehow. Well, it would just make them a worthier opponent to beat. She jumped back up and pointed her wand at the dummy. "Expelliarmus!" The dummy seemed to take a hit, but it wasn't beaten yet. "Confringo!" A small explosion blasted the dummy's arm off, but it kept advancing. Then it did something unexpected. It pointed its remaining arm at Jez and shot red sparks at her. Jez shrieked in pain as the sparks hit her arm and burned her.
Right. This meant war. Jez shot spells at the dummy while avoiding the red sparks as best she could. Finally, with one arm and leg gone, the dummy was left semi-leaning against the bookshelves. Jez smiled as she pointed her wand at it for the last time. "Confringo." The dummy blew up, showering Jez in multicoloured sparks. She grinned broadly, then collapsed onto a cushion, exhausted. She picked a book from the shelf closest to her, and began to read.
Best of both worlds.

On a split second, Erin regretted that she had actually argued with Sky to go in. Could she just run away from the room. Fear clouded her mind. She clutched the doorknob tight with her right hand and hesitated for a moment. Is she really going to gamble her life with this door? "What's this place anyway?" asked Erin, maybe Sky knew the answer. Facing the unknown is not a good thing without being equipped with courage. Well, a Ravenclaw and a Slytherin combined would probably defeat that unknown.

Then, Erin did it. The door was open now. It was just a room. A room full of things. Hell! Is this the dangerous part? Something would come out from the shelves and cabinets and used equipments and books? That would most probably freak her out since she's on the lead between her and Sky. The Slytherin was just striding behind her, not even beside her. "Do you think there are monsters in here?" Erin asked her company.

So holidays were over and Matt really was excited to be back at the school for the second half of the term since there were a few questions that he wanted answered but there was plenty of time for that now, right now he was heading up towards the Room of Requirement since he was supposed to meet Stella there for their first date.. or was it even a date? He still didn't understand how everything was going between them but at least she had decided to agree to this. Before he could think about anything else, he was standing near the wall and started pacing back and forth; trying to focus on the fact he needed a dance floor. So you're actually going to ask her to dance this time? Of course he was, it never helped that last time he was a little nervous and decided not to ask her after all. Slowly the doors appeared and he opened them; as he opened them, the sight of what the room turned into just made him stop in his tracks. It looked like a dance floor from a school dance, with the disco ball and illuminated floor; he couldn't help but be the slightest bit intrigued by how this would all go since he hoped that it wasn't going to get all awkward again like the last time.. no, there was no way he was going a few days without being able to talk to her.

The holidays had been nice. At least, Stella had had fun seeing Risa again, hearing all the gossip and being dragged to wherever her best friend had decided was cool right now, and it had been nice seeing her parents and Carter again. Being home in general, knowing that she'd be coming back to Hogwarts once the holidays were over. That was exciting to think about as well, since she thought the hate potion weirdness between herself and Matt had been concluded before they'd left. Plus, there was always the mysterious reason why he'd asked her to meet him in the Room of Requirement to try and figure out. As long as it wasn't anything involving potions, she figured it would be okay.

Walking down the hallway from the common room, she paced in front of the empty stretch of wall three time like she'd always been told, thinking mostly about how she needed to find whereever Matt had conjured up. She couldn't think of any other thing to think of, seeing as she didn't know what he was intending. A grin crept onto her face as the door appeared, however. Time to find out if it had worked, and she opened the door and stepped inside only to laugh at what she saw. "Something tells me your plan wasn't just to have another conversation about what we are, or to apologize again," she commented, once her gaze landed on Matt inside the crazy dance floor room. In fact, the only idea she had was that they were circumventing the official dance lessons that Monsieur Stryker was running, which was amusing to say the least. Definitely less awkward than before she'd gone home.

Finding that familiar door Chelsea pushed the large doors open and walked inside the room of requirement. Holidays were over and it was back to classes. Hearing the fire crackle as she walked in she sat down on the floor with her back against the couch. Everything in her life was going great at this moment; she was doing good in all her classes, Slytherin was in the lead for house points, and on top of everything Ryan liked her back. Yep, life was pretty good right now. Taking out a piece of parchment and her quill she began to write to her aunt. Which she hadn't done in awhile.

Before he had the chance to try out the dance floor, he had heard footsteps walking into the room and turned his head to find out who was about to interrupt this idea he had had but when it turned out to be Stella; Matt couldn't help but smile ever so slightly. If he could have gotten through this whole thing without making a complete fool of himself, then it would definitely be good but nothing was guaranteed when his crush had been around. "Of course it wasn't, if it was.. I wouldn't have asked you to meet me here. A thought about the last dance class crossed my mind, it seemed have been bothering me for awhile." He tried to compose his thoughts before speaking again since he really wasn't looking to make things awkward again after having gone through the whole situation earlier with the hate potion, really that was no fun and well that was the end of that train of thought. "I don't know if you knew this, I wanted to ask you to dance but I got nervous and then Maybelle asked me to dance so.." Okay now he was just rambling, where was the point here? Seriously that was a little unnecessary to keep going on.

"I was wondering if I may have this dance now." Offering out his hand to her, he couldn't help but wonder exactly if he'd forget how to dance this time even though it didn't seem possible that that would happen but who knew what was going to happen here? It seemed like even without having to charm the stereo, music began to softly play from it; huh.. maybe this was the time he'd bring up his dancing past since not many people knew about that or the fact that he had to give it up in order to play Quidditch which hadn't ended well.

As Matt turned, Stella couldn't help but get the vague sense that he might not have known it was her until she'd spoken. That was odd, but the feeling vanished as he'd replied to her teasing question. Not only that, but it seemed he really did have some sort of plan in mind, and she only had the tiniest of clues as to what it was. Another clue had clicked into place at his words, though. "Oh?," she asked, playing innocent. The room of requirement looked like a dance floor, and now he was mentioning that dance lesson. The only thing wrong was that the surroundings didn't quite give off a waltz sense, but then maybe the room hadn't known that. She let him finish his train of thought before interrupting again, however. "I didn't know. Not really. I'd been kind of hoping you would have, though," she admitted, a bit shyly. If that had happened, perhaps she wouldn't have spent the practical part of that lesson just standing around, since miss spoiled princess Tori hadn't let Auggie dance with her like they'd agreed.

It seemed Matt's plan was coming to a head, though, and the request definitely distracted her from her memories of that lesson. "Certainly," she said, giving him her hand as he'd offered his, before glancing over as music started playing softly from a stereo she hadn't noticed in the corner of the room. Apparently the room was more useful than she'd thought, or at least believed from the stories talia had told her. It wasn't really that important. There were other things to focus on, like how it seemed she'd get to dance with Matt now. Even if they weren't at an event or anything. This actually seemed almost more special, anyhow. More intimate, definitely, which she wouldn't have expected.

''Hello''Ryan said with a smile.He had seen her alot lately but he was happy about it.''Hope I'm not disturbing''He noticed she was writing a letter.

Chelsea smiled she was happy to see him "Hi, no your not disturbing anything I can just write this later" she said as she put away her quill and parchment. She would have to write her aunt soon though but, right now she would rather talk to Ryan. "So what have you been up to?" she asked.

''Oh not much,I saw William you know he's fun to be around.''What have you been up to?''

"I talked to William not too long ago; nothing really just working on assignments and talking to friends" she replied. Chelsea wondered that since they both liked each other if it would turn into anything. Oh well, she would just let whatever happens happen.

Ryan was wondering the same thing that Chelsea was thinking.They both liked each other.But would that become more.Trying to get off that subject he tried to think of something to say.Out of the blue Ryan said''Do you have a favourite food?''Ryan knew it was stupid but the only thing he could of to change the subject,

Ryan looked deep in thought but Chelsea ignored it. Hmm..favorite food? Sweets count right? "Cauldron Cakes there the best" she said. Hogmeade really needed to open again so she could go to honeydukes.
Chelsea realized that school was almost half way over which made her kind of sad, she didn't want to leave.

''I like Berty Botts Every Flavoured Beans''His favourite place to be was at Hogsmeade.''So I'm Honeydukes is your favourite place in Hogsmeade""

Sky peaked into the room. It didn't look like there were any monsters hidden there. It just looked like a huge storage room. "I don't know," she started. "It looks like the only things hiding in here are spiders." She shivered. Sky hated spiders!

"The Three Broomsticks, I don't know why but it just is" she replied smiling. Although she really did regret what she said that day at the three broomsticks. Thinking about the conversation she had with William she looked out the window.
Realizing she forgot to put her quill away she reached for her bag and dropped it in. Noticing something else she looked through her bag I can't believe I almost forgot she thought pulling out a box. Wow a few days after christmas and she was now just remembering this. "I almost forgot I got you a Christmas present, I know its silly but I saw it and you came to mind" she said handing him the box. It was just a simple mens necklace but when she saw it, she had thought about him.

''Oh thats terrific.''Ryan felt preety dum because he hadn't got her anything so he would have to make up for that later.The necklace was terrific.''I will get you a present no matter what''he said to Chelsea.

"Well I'm happy that you like it" she smiled and looked at him. "You don't have to... maybe just play me a few songs on guitar and we're even" she giggled a little. She didn't get him a present just to get something back in return; she just saw it and thought about him. And she just enjoyed spending time with him but if he wanted to get her a gift that was fine too.

''Well that could be arranged,because me and William for thinking about playing you and his Girlfriend a song.''At your Aunt And Uncles house are you then only one there.

She smiled "Really? I can't wait to hear it" she paused "Are you going to write a song for me?"she continued. Was she flirting she didn't realize it until now since she started to blush. But she felt comfortable around him so she could fully be herself. Unlike with Scott she never did act like her self completely.
"Most of the time its just me and my aunt, it gets quite boring" she replied. Sometimes she wished she had a brother or sister. This was why she was not looking forward to summer, she just wanted to stay here with her friends.

''Yeah,I am.''He had started to write most of it so once it was finished he could just add the music.''Where were you born?''

Any thoughts of the fact that he ended up almost tripping over himself while dancing with Maybelle had immediately disappeared since he really did not want to think about that again, he knew exactly how to properly do a waltz but that was really besides the point now since Matt had to pay attention to what was going on right this second. Wait.. Stella had hoped that he would have asked her to dance during the class? Well that was rather interesting since he never exactly assumed that would be the case but it was. "If I wasn't feeling so awkward then I would have, I don't know what it was about that class but it really felt strange to be there." Maybe it was because of the fact he was one of the few guys that actually showed up, then again that made perfect sense since it was like they thought they were too cool to dance while the professors were around. "I suppose asking you now is better late then never." At least now there wasn't any strange feelings, it was just sort of quiet which was good. You watch, you're going to totally make a fool of yourself here. The social commentary from his brain really was not helping things now. Not at all.

When she had accepted his offer to dance, he couldn't help but grin ever so slightly as brought her into a bit of a spin before putting his right hand over her shoulder blade exactly how a waltz was supposed to work. "You want to know something else? I do indeed know how to swing dance, that was the whole amusement behind mentioning it during the class. But, people think I'm crazy for it.. honestly, if you're not careful; someone would get hurt since there's a lot of flips among other ridiculousness." Did he care what people thought? Of course not, if he had then clearly he wouldn't have taken up dancing when he was twelve.

Stella didn't have a lot of time to worry about if Matt was going to take her admission of wanting him to ask her to dance during the lesson, although she managed to do quite a bit in the few seconds before he'd seemed to register what she'd said. Worry that he'd laugh, worry that she'd find out he really just wanted to be friends and that her idea that there could have been more behind the evilness that had happened with the hate potion was entirely pointless. Worry that she'd had good reason not to bring him up when she'd been talking with Risa over the holidays. It was all silly, but then she really hadn't admitted anythinglike that to anyone lately. So she'd thought it made sense to be a bit afraid... until he'd spoken, and she blinked. That wasn't really something she'd expected to hear. "It was definitely weird. I almost went and just hung out with the professors who were there, once the dancing had started," she confessed. Okay, part of that had been because she hadn't had a partner, but there had apparently been possibly more behind that. If he'd felt something weird about it too. She'd smiled again at his other statement, though. "Definitely."

As he'd spun her, she let out a bit of a giggle, only to find that the amusement faded as he'd then gotten her into an appropriate waltz hold. He definitely wasn't a bad dancer, that was for sure, and she adjusted her own hold as he spoke again. "I wouldn't have thought you'd bring it up if you weren't at least familiar with the style," she replied, as they started dancing. She agreed with his observation that swing was more dangerous than the waltz, that was for sure, but it was also more fun for the same reasons. Ballroom dances were almost more intimate, just because of the very rules that were connected, but sometimes there needed to be more energy. Even if she'd only dabbled in most forms of dance, she knew that much.

"Well I can't wait to hear it" she smiled. How sweet, he's actually writing me a song she thought to herself.
"In London" she replied.

''What did you do when you were little.''He himself did alot of things as a kid he regretted.