WOW! This girl had SPUNK! I like it. But they way she put emphasis on words..... It's kind of weird. "What's your nickname??" He asked. "Is it something like... VANDERFART? or something???" Cause, that would define LAME.

Jonathan took a step closer to this nice girl. "HECK YEAH, IT IS!!!" *HIGH FIVE*

Lorelai raised her eyebrows. Vanderfart? WHA...............? "Nope. Lori. The most BORING nickname ever" she replied. Well she thought it was anywho. But maybe Jonathan didn't think so. Who knew? Apart from him, of course.

Lori smiled. "We're just plain AWESOME!!!" she replied once again. 'Twas true.

"Lori's not THAT bad..." Jonathan said. Well, it was still pretty... bad.....

Jonathan then remembered that he should go. But he didn't want to leave his new friend. So, there was PLANNING TO BE MADE!!! "I will see you soon, Lorelai!" He said with a smile. "GOODBYE!" And with a wave of his wand, a bit of smoke appeared and he dashed away... Back to the common room.

Jonathan liked Lorelai. A lot.

Lorelai shrugged. At least he didn't think it was too bad. Although she knew it was. But she preferred that to Lorelai. It sounded sweeter. And not so long. Though she hated it when people pronounced it wrong. Which happened quite often. "Thank you" she replied. Maybe? She wasn't a hundred percent sure.

Wha....? He had to go? B-b-b-but. Oooooooo. But she'd see him again sometime. "You sure will" she replied. "Bye" she added sadly. But then he was gone. In a flash of smoke. That was one she'd never seen before. It was different.

If anyone knew Shannon long enough, they'd know that he had a problem with falling asleep at the most inopportune times. In class, on short car rides, working on homework; the only time he DIDN'T fall asleep was at meal time. He loved his food far too much to even dare fall asleep during meal times. It was for this reason that Shannon was constantly changing his location for his homework and study time. Changing locations seemed to help just slightly with the whole falling asleep problem. But it definitely didn't solve it.

Books in tow, Shannon was headed to the gazebo where he hoped he was able to accomplish a fair amount of homework. Upon entering the gazebo Shannon saw a younger Hufflepuff he had seen in passing before in the Common Room but had never gotten the chance to talk to her. "Badger minds must think alike." He commented as he sat down near her and spread his books out in front of him. "This must be the place for the badgers to do homework now, eh?" He chuckled.

Jordan really wanted to enjoy his time there, and it seemed like outside was the place to be. And the Gazebo looked A-M-A-Z-I-N-G in his view, it was like they knew his Jordan's style of laziness. He loved just kicking back, and enjoying his time with whoever he was around. Sometimes a little too much than he's suppose to, being lazy and mello in all.

She did make a valid point. If Damien were to actually make something of himself, going to classes would undoubtedly help him reach that something, wouldn't it? But then it involved taking time out of his busy schedule to bother with something so trivial as -- well -- going to class. But going would also mean he could possibly spend more time with Isobel. Which he was, of course, in favor of. But would he distract her by being in class? Isobel was the more studious after all and he, Damien, wouildn't want to jepordize her studies for the simple fact of being around her every chance he got.

Her head found his shoulder, and all at once he forgot his train of thought. All that mattered was that he was with her. Damien kissed the top of her head before asking the all important question.

Could he dance? "Erm --" he stammered. "Well it can't be that hard can it?" he asked. "I guess it would depend on the kind of dance," he added giving her a smirk before grabbing her hand to twirl her around and pulling her close to him (in the standard slow-dance hold). "This however," he added touching his forehead down to hers, "is definately more my pace."

If he did not agree to come to class, Isobel could always drag him there. She didn't think it would work very well though, if she actually had to drag him physically. But she didn't think it would be too hard to convince him, she thought she could. Just because of the fact that it was her trying to convince him. Maybe she could team up with Nessie and Maybelle, who ironically Damien had first met when it had not been Maybelle at all, but her.

Her thoughts immediately fell away and focused back on Damien, but she supposed they had never really left him in the first place. Though, at that moment he was spinning her. Isobel grinned and allowed herself to be spun before he pulled her close to him. She stood on her tiptoes, because he was a little bit taller, and kissed him lightly on the cheeck.

"I like this too," she said with a smile. Isobel took his hand in her own and placed her other hand on his shoulder. His hand had was already on her waist, so she didn't correct him. "I don't know what to do now," she admitted. Did they just...move around?

He felt himself drift away for a moment as he felt her kiss on his cheek. If he concentrated hard enough, he could almost hear distanct voices in the back of his mind. Voices that belonged to niether himself or Isobel -- voices he didn't really recognzie let alone place names to them. And then those voices whispered his name.

Damien inhaled sharply before looking down to the girl in his arms. He blinked a few times in an attempt to return himself to the present moment before finally locking eyes with Isobel, matching her smile and pulling her closer. "It really is quite simple," he said, though he'd never danced before in his life, holding Isobel in his arms and moving around in a small circle seemed almost second nature. The Hufflepuff boy had never danced a step in his life, but with Isobel with him, and his arms around her, it just took effect rather naturally.

"The down side," he added, "might be the fact that we have no music to dance with." He smiled cheekily before lowering his head to kiss her once, then twice on her cheek. "But that's only part of of the fun of dancing," he added before pressing his mouth to hers softly.

He smiled again. "So tell me, Miss VonHue," he said, Irish accent now full force. "Am I a good dance partner?"

Isobel smiled up at him. She let him lead and followed his movements as the two of them danced slowly in a circle. She decided that she liked dancing, it might just be because she was dancing with Damien though. She would like anything if he was there, even broccoli. Okay, no, probably not broccoli, it was gross.

"Are you sure you don't know how to dance?" She teased. He seemed pretty good at it, but that might just be because they were only spinning in circles. She liked dancing with him, because she got to stay in his arms for the entire duration of the dance, which she hoped lasted a long time.

He brought up a good point, though. When people danced, they generally had music. They didn't need music though, their care for each other was greater than any song. Music would be easier to dance to though. Or maybe it would be harder, because then they would actually have to know what they were doing and follow a beat.

Isobel began humming softly, but she was soon interrupted by his lips. She definitely did not mind though, and she started humming again softly when he spoke. "Definitely," she answered his question, taking a break in her humming. "I would not want to dance with anyone else."

Rose was in the Gazebo. She was being a Tiger. ROAR! She noticed her prey. Her friend, Jordan. She snuck up behind him and POUNCED! Playfully, obviously!

Jordan was midway between his deep sleep and relax session when he felt someone scare the Buldger out of him! He woke up, stood up as if he was a soldier sleeping on the job and looked at her, it was his best friend Rose! "Oh my Godric! You scared the buldger out of me! Hahaha." It really did scare the living heck out of Jordan, and it probably came as a surprise knowing Rose wasn't usually that hyper. "So, Rose, a little hyper today?" Jordan said laughing, she looked like she was having a blast!

Carter blinked. Wasn't that the point of a breakup? Isn't that why breakups usually involve the words, 'it's over'? He ran a hand through his hair.

But luckily she didn't give him time to say anything. Which... was good. He'd have no idea what to say.

No. This would just be another thing that was weighing down on his mind.

"Yeah... nice talking with you too..." he said after Caroline left.

That could have gone better...

Merlin! Why did girls have to be so confusing?

Rose giggled. 'I GOTCHA!' She beamed. Little hyper? 'Nooooooooooo. I'M VERY HYPER!' Rose beamed. 'SHE GAVE US DR PEPPER!' Rose squealed. Silly professor, when'll they learn, hyper kids is a BAD thing!

"You do it all the time," she laughed, brushing her own bangs to the side for a moment. Her's were growing out recently, now to the point where they really were not bangs at all but more like layers. The look made her appear to be a little more mature, but no one thought she was that much older due to her petite size. "Especially when you are a little nervous." Which made her wonder why he was nervous now.

"My mother would love for me to have those eyes," she said with an undertone of sadness. "She still has me wearing brown colored contacts when I am home during the holidays." And would continue to do so until Kurumi was able to control her abilities that is. Even then she would have to lie to her mother, saying that she had them in, because performing magic in the home was strictly forbidden.

"For now anyway," she teased, sticking her tongue out. "Truth is, I've already been in the Hospital Wing this term because of a Quidditch related injury." Too much information? Possibly.

Her cheeks flushed again. "Y-You really don't have to. You compliment me enough already," she murmured.

Kurumi squeaked when Jonathan leaned in and her heart began to race a bit when...he pinched her cheeks. She hadn't been expecting that. She didn't really know what to expect to be completely honest. Either way, Kurumi had been rendered speechless.

Just like that Ness was distracted. She didn't usually have a problem with distraction, but today her mind was going all crazy on her. She smiled at the aproaching badger. "They most probably do" said Ness giggling at the older students comments. "Yip....didn't you see it was on the notice bord" she joked. She looked at the amount of homework he was carrying, she had no idea how he coped. "This Homework is so lame" she hated the amount of homework they were given. Didn't they do enough work in class?

As the older student took a seat, Nessie managed to get a better look. She had for sure seen him before, but she had never met him properly. "By the way, I'm Renesmee Dixon, but you can call me anything you like for short." She said politely. He reminded her of an actor in a series she used to watch at home. She looked at her homework again,it looked so boring.

Walking into the Gazebo she was glad she had brought a jacket with her. It was cool out today she couldn't believe it was already November! She couldn't wait till next month, she loved December after all Christmas was her favorite holiday. Her birthday was also in December!

She walked over to one of the couches and put her jacket on. While reaching into her bag she grabbed her transfiguration book along with her wand.

"Ristaris"

Finally she got the spell to work! She took out her mirror and examined her hair. Oh no its blonde! she looked at her now platinum blonde hair. Ok now to change it back to brown! And soon!

She took out her wand and tried to change her hair back to its original dark brown.

Scott walked into the Gazebo noticing a familiar face. He approached her from behind "Hey there blondie" he said jokingly.
He could see she was failing, so tried to help.

"Here let me help you with that" he smiled.
"Ristaris!" he said, pointing his wand at her head.

Suddenly her hair turned a horrible dark blue colour.
That wasn't supposed to happen... he thought.

Chelsea jumped he scared her. Happy to see him she looked at him and smiled. "haha...very funny" she said jokingly. Then added "I missed you"

She noticed he was trying to help hopefully it works suddenly she noticed the new color of her hair out of the corner of her eye. It was now dark blue...it was better blonde. She looked at him "Ok I love you and I appreciate you trying to help... but that didn't help" she said laughing she probably looked so ridiculous but oddly she didn't seem to mind since she always felt so comfortable around him. Well at least he didn't see her with pink hair the other day.

Ryan wandered into the Gazebo and sat down on a seat.He needed fresh air.It was sunny so he just relaxed and waited for someone to come

William decides to finish his homework here. Willimja concentrates, taps his head twice with his wand and calls out " Ristaris". Wilim's eyes turned to green and so did his hair. The eyes look good but the hair, oh what a sight.
William concentrates taps his head twice and calls out "Intaris" William's hair is back to blonde and his eyes back to blue.

He kinda does but really, Kurumi noticed that he does that to his bangs usually. "That's---" he was about to say great when suddenly Kurumi interrupted. NERVOUS??? Jonathan looked at her. Yeah, Jonathan does that when he is nervous as well. BUT HOW COME SHE KNEW? Was she suddenly an expert on him? Weird. "---a nice theory" he grinned. He is still a bit surprised to what she just said. "So you said nervous..." he smiled as he flipped his bangs again. AGAIN! "How'd you guess that one?" oh and he'd love to know the answer.

Was he that predictable?

Jonathan groaned when Kurumi told him about her mom wanting her to have those eyes. It could only mean one thing--- her mother is a muggle. Does her mother dislike her for being a witch? If Jonathan were muggle, he wouldn't want for her daughter or son to feel left out just because she's--- how do they call it-- 'different'. "Your eyes are perfectly fine" he once looked at them again. Yeah, they do look nice. So why on earth would someone want old boring brown eyes? "Mine's just bland" he said while looking at her eyes still. Her eyes were really cool.

Jonathan laughed. Quidditch injury. "You should be careful out there Kurumi" yeah. Quidditch is a very dangerous game when you don't know what to do exactly. But it's nice that she's in the quidditch team. "I haven;t visited you even once though" he frowned. He doesn't know that she has been in the hospital wing. BUT, next time. He'll definitely visit her.

Jonathan saw her blush again. Cute. Jonathan stuck his tongue out, teasing her. "I'm sorry about that" sorry for pinching her cheeks and making her blush.

"I should really stop doing that" he laughed and then smiled.
Her dark blue hair was just horrible and he chuckled along with her.
"So I shouldn't become a hair stylist?" he said and winked.

He glanced around, noticing they being looked down on and tensed up slightly.

Violet walked to the Gazebo feeling considerably happier. She had a friend! She hoped to make more! She miled to herself and walked to the edge of the Gazebo, breathing in the fresh air, it making her feel alive.

She laughed at took her wand "Ristaris" her hair was back it its original dark brown. "I'm sorry but no...I don't think its the career for you" she laughed.

She noticed Scott tense up "Whats wrong?" she asked him.