Tay tapped on her chin, thinking. "I dont know about that...." She smirked and was obviously joking.

Maxwell laughed. "Well, what does he do for fun?" He liked playing this game.

Tay smiled and laughed, "Hmmmmm...... Getting hit by a tree?" She smirked.

Maxwell laughed and shook a finger at her. "That tree started it! Besides i'm sure he saved you from that tree."

Tay laughed, "I dont know.... i mean it is a defenseless tree and it was being nice to me." She smiled at him.

Maxwell laughed. "Or maybe that's what it wanted you to think?" He said in a skeptical voice as if it were a conspiracy.

Tay faked a shocked look, "I never thought about it that way." She laughed and did a dramatic eye roll.

Maxwell laughed. "See, I told you it was evil!" He said smiling a little.

Tay laughed and leaned into him, kissing him on the cheek, "You are special." She smiled at him.

Maxwell smiled and laughed. "I know." was all he said though.

Tay smiled as she glanced at the staff table.

This was it... the end of a term at the worst place in the world.

Well... not the SCHOOL, but the country. WHY DID IT RAIN SO MUCH HERE AND WHY DID IT GET SO COLD?! Mortimer was unimpressed with winter in this country. UN- IMPRESSED.

Casting a glance around he had to smile, though. In a short time he would be abandoning this place for a place filled with sun and surf and one pretty little lady that would be his for a little while in PARADISE. He couldn't quite express what that meant to him. Hehe. Now... where was said pretty little lady? HMMMMM?

Vickers turned into the Great Hall and looked up at the festive banners that bore the Hufflepuff colors. He smiled, amused at seeing how different the end of term feast was from the welcome feast at the start of the year. He made his way towards the Ravenclaw table and sat himself at the next available seat.

Ameliah sighed. "Can you believe it Tay? A whole year.... I LOVE Hogwarts!!!" she grinned. "And I can't wait to meet up with my family!" she specifically used "my" so Mins wouldn't suspect anything.

Ameliah laughed. "Okay, then skip untill it got dramatic silly!" she giggled. Great! It'll be good to hear her side... "On the train, of course. Really? What's Edward's last name? I want a head start if you do change it. I'm horrible at name changes." she admitted, shaking her head.

Elise flopped herself down at one of the few spots left at the Ravenclaw table. They hadn't won, but second place was still noble. RIGHT?! And it really felt different. Maybe because Elise'd grown an inch since beginning of term. So many awesome people leaving that Elise almost felt saddened.

But it's okay! Cause there'd be more awesome people coming in too! And while on the subject of awesome people, there was Vickers! "Hi!" she beamed, waving. Maybe she should cut down on the sugar.

His eyes shifted from the waving banners to the waving hand at the corner of his vision. He smiled, taking that moment to recall who the young Ravenclaw was "Lisa--no... Elise. Hello there!" he greeted "... so how did your Pygmy Puff come along? Did you keep it?"

Damon couldn't help but smirk, ie could tell he'd peeved Maxwell again, "Nice to see you again too." He said sarcastically. He turned to Taylor, somewhat confused, "Why?" He sighed, "And I'm Damon, Damon Ashllyn-Darkmyr Mercada." He said turning to the other girl.

Taryn had bypassed the Slytherin table and was hoping to spot Aspen. She hadn't spoken with her bff recently, and, well, with school ending, she was hoping to see her for a while.

But no such luck.

She did, however, see Mo with a smile on his face. A SMILE?

"Hey." She sat down beside him, her back to the table so that she could get up quickly when it was time for her to scoot over to her own table. "Someone looks happy." She nudged his arm. Mo looking happy wasn't something she'd seen recently.

Pfffft. End of term. And that would mean… she was almost a fourth year. Fourth. FOURTH. Odd. Gwendolyn was so not ready for this. And next year was definitely going to be different. Truth be told, she didn’t know the people who were in their seventh year now and wouldn’t come back next year… but it was still going to be odd not seeing them around. Ack. And another year would also mean new first years. Merlin’s beard!

So, after having made the greatest effort and congratulated the puffs for their triple championship, the young Ravenclaw returned to her house table, still glimpsing at the Gryffindors’, hoping that she would spot her best friend around. But nope. Ariadne was definitely not there.

As she approached her fellow Ravenclaws, Gwen couldn’t help but wonder who the people staying at the table were. It was weird, but she knew a lot of Slytherins, Gryffindors and even Hufflepuffs… but sooo few ‘Claws. Meh. Not that she mind it. ‘Hello’, the girl greeted everybody as she took a seat.

WOW.

Term was actually over.

As much as he tried, he couldn't tune out the voices all around him. Were feasts seriously this noisy and happy? He couldn't take it, it was just pure annoying. Sure, some'd be leaving and more would be coming next year but why on earth do they all have to be so loud. In an attempt to get away, he tried to move to another table. Deciding he liked blue best and the color seemed peaceful enough, he took a seat at the Ravenclaw Table, not bothering to talk to any of them at all.

Maybe he'd find some peace and quiet here. As soon as he sat down and made a heads down on the table, he realized he was wrong. It was worse here, there was much more noise. Instantly regretting it and feeling it'd be foolish to stand up again and leave when he just got here, he used his hands to cover his ears and looked at all the students who were making the noise.

Blah blah blah blah. Just chill for five minutes Zeke and you're good to leave again back to your own table. But someone took a seat beside him, greeting everyone a cheerful hello. With one quick look at the girl, he went back down into resting his head on the table with his back to her since no one was on the other side. No plans of talking with her. Nope.

It was true, the place was very noisy, but the third year didn’t mind it. It was… meh… it was the usual. Anyhow. The Ravenclaw house table was the perfect place where she should start searching for her friends. Still looking at the Gryffindor house table, the young Ravenclaw didn’t even notice who the person she just sat next to was. After having greeted everybody, the girl turned her head once more to look back, but as she did so, she spotted someone… erm… covering his ears with his hands and looking totally terrified. Gwendolyn’s first reaction was to laugh at his facial expression, but she tried very hard to keep a straight face.

‘Are you all right?’, she said, still smirking. He must be new around, the Ravenclaw decided and waited for a reply from him. The girl then drew her attention back towards her house mates. Hmm. I wonder if there are going to be normal first years next term... But seriously- she expected the worst. Oh my! Like those who don’t even know how to spell their names correctly. Hmph.

After finally managing to hold back her laughter, the girl looked back at the student sitting next to her. He was going to faint, wasn’t he?

Great. Another one of those "nice" people. Or not.

He turned to face the girl as he removed his hands from his ears. Gotta give him credit, Zeke's been doing a pretty good job of blocking those voices. Up until he realized she was talking to him. Was she talking to him? "What? Me?" He asked with an apparently confused expression. It was him she was talking to right? If it wasn't he'd be embarrassed by now and without another word, he'd walk straight back to the Gryffindor table and murmur a series of curses.

Minerva looked surprised someone was interested in her story. hmmm she all of the sudden felt a little unsure, could she trust this girl she just got to know. She tried to shake the feeling away "Well I would complete change it. I don't want to give up my dad's last name it's all I have left of that part of my life." she looked at the table feeling the pain coming back she quickly pushed it away the best she could "it would become Minerva Wheatborn-Blaze, but only if I am allowed. My grandparents would have say over it."

Minerva looked at the newest boy. He was a puff. She had never seen him before though, "Hello" she said in a some what not really interested tone, but she was curious as to why she had never saw him before in the common room, but then she shrugged she hadn't been around this term that was probably why.

Great. This is just great, the third year thought and tried hard not to roll her eyes. You? Nooo. I was talking to the Pixie standing behind you, she wanted to reply, but managed to control herself. ‘Yes, you. Are you all right?’, Gwendolyn asked one more time, even though it was rather obvious that he wasn’t. Or at least she thought so.

Pfffft. Come to think about it, maybe it would have been best to avoid talking to him. Ehem. She expected he was going to snap back with something or just ask more obvious questions. Nice going, the third year ‘congratulated’ herself.

'Oh, so it was me.' Zeke thought to himself as he replied, "Oh sure, I feel great. I'm the happiest person in this room. I could just stand on this table and dance my heart out for everyone."

But really though, did it look like he was fine? It was painted all over his face that he wasn't really happy. Wait, that would be an understatement. He was deeply annoyed by everyone who seemed to be having the time of their lives. The only thing that could make him happy now are two things: hitting everyone in the room and eating food. But since the food hasn't arrived yet, he'd have to resist hitting someone. That'd mean more trouble.

"What's your name?" Not that he was planning on remembering it. But it was what the law required for a decent conversation. Not that he was planning on having one either.