Penny walked down into the dungeons for Nearly Headless Nicks Deathday party..... She really didn't know what to expect, but figured she would go and find out - how many deathday parties would she ever attend...

Upon entering the room, Penny thought she must have stepped into the wrong party - this party looked almost normal and ..... Was that a bowling alley?

Moving closer to some noise, she heard what she thought was chattering and laughing, but it was coming from little heads all in a pile - telling her to grab one and have a a go....

"Well Ok then", she thought, lifting one of the shrunken heads and walking to the line to roll the head towards the pins..... "Wow, this is very surreal", she thought as she watched her head strike the pins, knocking six of them over, three remained.

Penny picked up a second head and bowled it after the first one and watched it knock the last three pins...."Whooo hoo", she shouted, then looked around feeling kinda foolish..

NIIIIIIIIICK'S DEATHDAY PARTY!! WOOOOT! Lexi was dressed appropriately to celebrate her house ghost's day of death. Pfffft. What kind of Gryffindor would she BE if she did NOT turn up here?

Lexi made her way through the area simply scoping things out until... EWWWWWW! "YOU THERE! Hufflepuff! You will want to disinfect your hands when you finish touching those NASTY things! Dear mother of Merlin! Shrunken Heads! Their mouths are TEEMING with bacteria AND they bite. DO be careful little Hufflepuff," Lexi exclaimed, her hands pressed to her cheeks in CLEAR worry.

She then began to back away making a little X with her two index fingers. No shrunken head germs, thank you very much! Hmph. FILTHY FILTHY FILTHY.

India always thought Nick was an amazing ghost...so kind, and well he was just EPIC. Epicly epic even.

Then she saw what was here. SHRUNKEN HEADS? Gag.

"EW EW EW" she yelped. India had a thing with germs - well with things that bit. And Shrunken heads really KNEW how to bite. Whimpering wasn't her thing. So she took a step back and stared at one of the heads.

"I will NOT put my hand in your mouth." She stated firmly, her tone flat - and still lilty as it usually was.

Tori was.... kind of wondering what she was doing at the Deathday Party in the first place. It being a party, however, meant that she like, HAD to go. Princesses always went to parties, duh.

The girl was wary to approach the buffet table, since she could smell the rotten half of it from a mile away, and instead decided to work up an appetite by doing some bowling instead. She approached the alley and eyed it with a tilted head. Huh. Was it just Tori, or was this bowling a little different?

She reached down for one of the balls and SCREAMED. Those weren't bowling balls, those were shrunken heads! And they were TALKING to EACH OTHER. Tori freaked out and jumped back from the heads, clutching her chest as if her heart might pop right out.

Maaaaaaaaaaaybe she would just watch the sporting event for now. Yeah. Yeah.

It was a quick trip from the Slytherin common rooms to Sir Nick's Deathday venue. Salander adjusted his attire as he strode in, taking in the atmosphere. It was creepy cool. He may be an outdoorsy fellow, but he liked how the joint was set up uhuh.

The bowling alley caught his eye and sauntered towards it. As he drew closer he spotted his lovely lady "Heyyyy Luv!" he crooned as he hugged her from behind and gave her a quick peck on the cheek. But the chitter-chatter of the shrunken heads caught his attention "Hey wudja lookitdat!' he cackled amused, reaching out for one of them.

Lexi beamed as she heard Sal's voice coooooing at her. Hehe. All of her selfishness and bitterness melted away right then. She caught movement from the corner of her eye and GASPED.

Reaching out she swatted at Salander's hand. "Stradivarius do not touch that FILTHY thing!!" she squealed. There was not much that was more disgusting than a shrunken head... except maybe mooncalf poop. "Seriously if you lay ONE finger on one of those things with your bare hands you won't ever touch me again," she said in a dead serious manner. NU UH.

Ok that got his hand frozen in midair riiiiight above the shrunken heads on top of the pile. No it wasnt the swatting part, it was the other one. He turned his head towards her dumbfounded "But Luv, its a shrunken head... " he said pointing amusedly at the pile "They're.... shrunken." Griiin. Like how often does he get to see that around Hogwarts thats free to play with?

He stepped away from the pile for a moment and neared his Gryffincess "How do you suppose we could play bowling without touching them hmm?" he asked with a raised brow, smirk tugging the corner of his lips.

Lexi looked at him equally as dumbfounded. "They have no arms... how do they bathe themselves or brush their teeth? Do you really think someone does that FOR them? Pffft. They are COVERED in bacteria... and in this dungeon," she said haughtily. The dungeon she was SURE would be the cause of the next outbreak of PLAGUE.

She gave an involuntary shudder at the mere thought of it all.

Lexi was NOT amused. Not one little bit. Placing her hands on her hips she smirked at him and said, "You can scamper back to your dorm and fetch some dragonhide gloves." She was a LADY so she wouldn't be touching those filthy things anyway, but her BOYFRIEND wasn't touching them and then going to eat dinner with his hands... BLEGH.

"I agree with HER," Tori spoke up, inserting herself into the Head Boy (giggle!)'s conversation. "What if they BITE? OMG."

She was disgusted. DISGUSTED. Tori even shivered a little as she edged closer to her peers and farther from the talking heads.

Lexi turned to eye the little ginger and then nodded abruptly. All that ginger hair and that pink... she reminded Lexi of Bunz... Heh.

"Who are you?" Lexi asked her as she thought about shaking her hand... "You're not a Hufflepuff are you?" That would decide whether Lexi shook her hand or not. Hehehe.

...

This was SO not real.

Okay, Nora could accept creepy things at a creepy party eventually for creepy ghosts, but this was way too much. She only stopped by the heads that were actually encouraging them to play bowling.

...

No. She was so not going to play bowling with half of that headless-guys-club.

"Eww, no," Tori scoffed, flipping her hair over one shoulder. "Princess Victoria M. Bunbury, but you can call me Tori for short."

Or Princess. But it would be kinda weird to hear that coming out of a girl's mouth. "I'm in Slytherin. Who're you?"

Please don't be dating the Hottie Head Boy, whoever you are.

Princesses don't live in dungeons... WHAAAA. She was related to Bunz?! If Lexi had been drinking anything it soooo would have just been a spit take moment. "Ginger... love of pink..." think YOU are royalty, "You must be related to Professor Bunbury Or is it Truebridge now?" She wasn't sure a woman like Bunzilla would change her name.

"At any rate it's nice to meet you, Tori. I am Lexi Kennedy, seventh year Gryffindor, and Sal's Gyffindor Princess," Lexi told her with a smile as she extended her hand for the little one to shake. "Hufflepuff's carry diseases, you know." Just an aside for you. Heh.

Tori smirked broadly at Lexi's response to her last name. "Why yes, actually, Annie's my faaaaaaavorite cousin!" Ginger, love of pink. Hehee. That certainly described the Bunbury women perfectly, not to mention that they WERE royalty in their own minds. "Her name is Mrs. Truebridge, actually, you're right!"

And Tori was ever so happy that her cousin had finally gotten married. "Pleasure to meet you too, Lexi," she added, extending her hand for a shake. She raised a brow at the proclamation about Hufflepuffs and leaned forward a little. "Do they REALLY? You know, I always wondered, since I've heard a lot about rabid badgers and whatnot..." But the only Puff she had met, Alex, had seemed pretty disease-free...

Thank Merlin she hadn't kissed any Puffs!

"What do you mean by... you're Sal's Princess?" Tori tilted her head and smiled sweetly. "You two aren't DATING, are you?"

PLEASE NO MERLIN NOOOOOO. SHE liked Salander!

India huffed and walked closer to the heads. Looking down at one of them she let out an almost inaudible eep. Why was she so freaked? Right she'd been a pixie's munching post the other day. Looking down at her finger she sighed.

She was not going to let that happen. "Hey....head boy person - sorry, I don't know your name but do you think Melofors the pumpkin head-spell would work?" She asked eyes wide with anticipation.

Melofors would make it impossible for them to bite - and it would be like playing bowling with a pumpkin...a shurnken pumpkin but the same darn thing.

Holy moly... another Bunbury at Hogwarts in Lexi's time. Heh. Well one thing was for sure: It was bound to be interesting. "She taught Herbology when I started here," Lexi said with a nod.

She gave the young Slytherin's hand a firm shake and then released it. She too leaned in and whispered, "Last time a Hufflepuff touched me I ended up sick for WEEKS. They always seem to die around here, too. Tragic. The whole lot of them."

Lexi smiled equally as sweet and said, "Why yes, we ARE dating. Have been for nearly two years now to be exact." Had grand plans for after graduation and the whole nine yards, kiddo. Hehe.

Lexi glanced over at Sal and smiled. He was ever so oblivious to the fact that girls liked him. It was sad really. He was SO nice to them and most of the time the little things thought they stood a snowball's chance in Hell with him. Tragic really.

Oh dear... Salander probably wasn't familiar with the pumpkin head charm so Lexi looked at the girl and smiled while shaking her head. "Yes, they are filthy and grotesque, but would you like a pumpkin encasing YOUR head and the inability to stop it? Let's not be cruel to them in that manner," Lexi said softly. "If you insist on bowling with them pick them up by their hair and sling them. They can't bite that way. Just be careful for cooties."

"Oooh, wow," Tori nodded appreciatively. "I've heard lots about Annie's time here. She was like, everybody's favorite professor." And nothing anyone said would convince her otherwise.

Sick for WEEKS?! Gullible Tori's eyes widened. "That's disgusting," she whispered right back. "Do they have like, extra-poisonous cooties or something?" She was frantically trying to remember now whether or not her skin had actually touched Alex's... ewwwww! "Well I'm not surprised about they dying bit," she commented dryly. "The weakest always are the first to go."

Always.

"Two years is suuuuuuuuch a long time," Tori sighed. "Aren't you bored of each other yet?"

Lexi blinked a few times. She wasn't aware of Bunz being anyone's favorite professor besides perhaps some Hufflepuff's that knew no better. But not one to be RUDE to little girl's where there family was concerned she nodded and smiled and gave a noncommittal, "Mhm."

"Innit though? I mean... I think it's a conspiracy to rid the Wizarding World of all other houses, personally. It could be cooties, though," she said thoughtfully. And YES, Lexi Kennedy DID believe that Hufflepuff's were disease carriers.

Lexi smirked at the girl and shook her head. Giving Tori a wink she said, "Not long enough, actually. And I could never bore of Sal and I am definitely not boring." Not in ANY sense of the word was she boring. "You know, you are not so bad for a Slytherin girl." She DID see the little lovesick look on the girl's face as she spoke about Salander though and not bad or REALLY bad Lexi would hex her face off. Heh.

"That's a good theory," Tori admitted, stroking her chin with a thoughtful expression. "Nobody even LIKES Hufflepuffs though! What a horrible world that would be."

Everybody, on the other hand, loved Slytherins. It was verifiable fact.

She looked surprised, almost, as the much older Gryffindor admitted she wasn't 'so bad.' "Erm... thanks?" the redhead drawled. "You know, you're one of the Gryffindors I might actually like!"

Besides all the Gryffie boys she knew. Heh.

Deathday party are always so elating. They filled Ezra's soul with joy, happiness and GLEE! Whaa-paa! He smiled his way over to what seemed akin to a bowling area....with no balls around. Interesting. Upon shooting a cursory glance around, Ezra noticed a bunch of talking skulls, uttering nonsense. But it seemed that the idea of using these, once handsome, heads instead of a proper ball wasn't well received.

Glancing around, he picked up a laughing skull, hoping not to be misjudged - he wasn't gross or anything. "What the hell, let's play." He said, rolling the skull. "Who's laughing now, huh?" He called out, exhibiting a fine display of his evil laugh as the skull screeched loud enough for the whole world to hear.

Lexi nodded her head emphatically. "IKNOWRIGHT?! They are wretched. They can find stuff? What kind of talent is that? No one cares," she said in all seriousness.

She knew that the world was a better place for having Gryffindors around. EVERYONE knew that. I mean, who would protect the weak and feeble minded if not for the Lions? HMMMMMMMMMM?

"I am likable," Lexi said with a smile. Not to mention most people were better off with Lexi as an ally, not a foe. Heh.

Sky poked her head into the room and saw a bowling alley. Wait, were those shrunken heads replacing the bowling balls? Suddenly she wasn't so sure about her decision to come to this party. Who uses shrunken heads to bowl?

Hmmm?

She knew no body there and it was embarrising

Wheres Presley or Rachel?

Then she stared at the heads it made her feel sick

Salander started to snicker as Lexi enumerated the why-nots "But thats part of the fun of it. They're awesomely disgusting!" he cackled eying the wrinkled, not quite decaying little hairballs. Then he grimaced at Lexi's suggestion "I dont want to have to go back to the dorms just for gloves, its so far awayyyyy." he said waving his hand as if the Slytherin Common Rooms were located in the towers. He fingered the wand inside his coat and mumbled "They dont have anything against us using wands do they?" He wasnt seeing any sign that says otherwise in any case.

Oh Tori's here! He gave the Ginger!Princess a welcoming smile, half listening with the girls chatting away. He winced secretly when they started making fun of the Puffs again. He glanced around, trying to see if Treyen or Arya was within earshot. Lucky for Fletcher who's already graduated. He gets wind of this he might come crashing through those doors, whacking people with that trophy of his with a litany of why the Badgers are so awesome.

Or drop something in the drink and turn them all half-sized. Whichever would prove his point better.


He started to inch his way back to the hairball pile (hands firmly in his pockets of course) when the Ravenclaw girl started to speak. Hmm.... head-boy person... hey wait that's him! "Yesss? Thats me Head Boy Salander" he grinned, he was starting to get used to how that sounded heh. Then the young Claw suggested something. A mellon what? Concealing his dumbstruck reaction by thoughtfully rubbing his chin, he glanced at Lexi saying something about pumpkin heads. "Wouldnt that get messy?" he blurted suddenly, the mental image of exploding pumpkins from Halloweens past crossing his mind. "I was just thinking of using my favorite spell and flicking it on its way." Although exploding pumpkin heads wouldnt be such a bad option either heh.