With a slight sneer on her face, Sierra Greingoth stepped into the Great Hall. She would not give any Puffer Child, especially her brother, the satisfaction of any congratulatory remark. As a matter of fact, she didn't even want to look at them. So they'd won. Everything. Wa-freaking-hoo. Not to mention the Great Hall was decked out in the most disgusting shade of color ever.

She slid down into a seat, sighed, and rested her head in the palm of her hand. They'd finished last...

...and Kurumi Hollingberry had won again. The Dictionary Eater.

Maybe he had seen things wrong because Stella seemed a bit happier now, he wasn't entirely sure what had been going on but once Matt got a good look at her face again; he had seen the sadness still very much existed and he couldn't help but frown at it. There was every reason for that reaction although he knew that she was really trying not to make him upset too which wasn't going to happen. Not now. "Well good. And if you were told to go back to the Ravenclaw table, I'd be over there in a heartbeat." He wasn't about to let anyone ruin any time that he was going to have with his girlfriend now because there hadn't been all that much time left in his life at Hogwarts. "Never. Just because we leave these hallowed halls after seven years; or in our case.. two to three. That doesn't mean that things end. My parents always told me growing up that in order for something new to happen, something must be over. And that is what I still believe; not just for school but life in general. There is so much more that we haven't seen yet beyond school and I'm truly interested to see what's next." That might have sounded a little cliche, but he had truly believed that; who knew exactly what was going to happen next?

"I definitely wouldn't want to be stuck here over the summer, there honestly would be nothing to do; except for study really. But I wouldn't be surprised if it happened, not everyone really wants to graduate after all." Though it was a nice thought anyway, this summer he was going to be pretty busy; between hanging out in Los Angeles with his friends and family as well as going to France to spend time with his girlfriend. It was definitely going to be one good summer. "Oh well good, apparently I was worried once more about something I shouldn't have been; just like NEWTs." At least those exams which had caused him to be all stressed out were over, now it was all about waiting to see how he did exactly but that thought was quickly put out of his mind. "Which will be nice because there won't be this whole wonder of what's going to happen while we're apart." Not that he had thought anything bad would happen.

Slinking into the great hall Isaac slumped into a chair. He still felt it all his fault that they'd gotten last in quidditch. Well it sort of was since he was seeker. He just wasn't cut out to play seeker! Then with them losing gobstones AND the house cup and falling last he just felt awful. It couldn't be worse, could it?

Yep, of course it could, he'd not seen Amelia hardly at all, and now that the term was over, he wouldn't see her for a month if not 2! Meh, he just wanted to curl up and hide away somewhere until it was time for the train. Sitting at the table he avoided most people's eyes waiting.

Angelina walked into the great hall for the feast, she couldn't believe it was the end of the year already, time goes by fast! Sitting down at the Slytherin table, not wanting to take the time to find friends, she was so hungry. Taking some food she started to eat, and boy she was ready, waiting for this all day. Maybe once she was finished she would go around and look for some friends, unless someone around her kept her company.

There was one more table he needed to visit. He didn't know how this particular person will react to him, though, considering they hardly saw each other this term...and he knew how she felt about Hufflepuffs...and they'd won all three Cups. Plus, she'd lost to Kurumi in their personal race for points. So, clearly, this wasn't Sierra's night.

That night was coming soon, he knew that.

"Enjoying the feast?" He said, a smirk slowly making its way to his face as he decided to take a seat next to her. Might as well stay for a little while.

That frown wasn't good. That frown meant that she wasn't doing a good enough job trying to convince Matt she wasn't about to cry every time she thought about next term. Stella knew that, and she also knew there wasn't really anything she could do. Just keep snuggling him and hope that any of the professors didn't come over and try to physically drag her away. Although his words when he'd spoken cheered her up a little. "Okay," she said a bit quietly. It was still kind of bothering her that she wasn't managing to not upset him, even if he assured her that he wanted her there. She still didn't have it in her to leave of her own accord, not when she felt like that would bother him just as much. She was able to give him a little bit of a smile again as he'd said his piece about, well, graduation and her musing about things being over though. "That's true. People don't really know the future, do they? At least, not in general," she replied. She sort of hoped not. At least, she wouldn't want anyone telling her that this actually was the end for them.

The smile grew a bit more as he'd honestly responded to her comment about geting glued to the benches, as if he actually thought the professors would let that happen. "Why would someone want to study over the summer? Or, at least, have no choice but to study. Plus, the books would have to be left here in the Great Hall, unless the poor person dragged the bench around the school to study," she replied, getting more amused as the whole idea moved along. It almost made the idea of graduation that much better, especially considering she had all sorts of ideas for once he got to France. And she actually giggled a little as he'd responded to her assurances about whether her parents would like him. "I told you not to worry," she reminded him. Both about NEWTs and everything else. Although she had a feeling she'd be just as stressed next term when she had to deal with the exams. Hopefully Gidget wouldn't mind if she spazzed out whenever Matt sent owls to her. Even if she just channeled her stress into her responses to him. That worry got derailed by his next words, though. "There's wondering about what will happen?," she asked, blinking. That didn't sound good.

After what happened yesterday she didn't want to look at anybody but she kept her face free of emotion because she knew that once she got home she would be crying her eyes out and not just over Alec but just being home in general.

Adeline took a deep breath in and let it out slowly as she walked over the the Slytherin Table. She remembered the first time she walked here back in September. It was hard to believe that it was June already. It was hard to believe that next term she would be a second year. Time just flew by and now she has friends well not as many as other would hope but friends nonetheless but to bad she lost one. To be honest she hopes he doesn't see her because what happened last night was just horrible for her and Alec. Adeline wondered if Alec has told Anya because if he did then it wouldn't be a pretty train ride home and then she thought about who she was going to sit with and she just wanted to sit alone but maybe her mind would change.

While Adeline was walk over to the Slytherin table and looking for Matt and possibly Stella she wondered and wondered what that present was. It was bothering her since he told her that she had gotten her a present and she...she hadn't gotten him anything at all and it makes her feel bad.

There was no way that this whole sadness thing was going to continue because it was getting to the point when he was quite sure that holding himself together anymore was going to happen. Matt really hadn't wanted that to be the case so he just tried to move on from this subject. "But it doesn't appear like we're going to have to deal with that so there's no real need to discuss it anymore." He definitely did not want to be continuing having to worry about something that evidently wasn't about to happen and if seemed if he had continued along these lines that he would have ended up making Stella cry and he didn't want to do that. Not again. At least this time it wouldn't have been because of a hate potion. "Of course not. Even those who can see into future will never truly know what's to come. Honestly, I don't care what happens; so as long as you're still in my life." Okay he might have been trying to be cute there but it was true, bad things could happen but so as long as he had had his girlfriend around; then he would have no problem with handling what else decided to show.

Once he had watched her smile, he couldn't help but smile himself because that was much better than crying at this point; it was merely impossible not to be amused by the idea at hand considering the imagery of it had appeared in his mind. "That's a good question. Honestly I think you'd be surprised at the amount of people who actually use their summer to study but dragging a bench around the school would pretty much be the biggest challenge of this school. Forget earning house points, these things are like anchored to the floor." After he spoke, he stared off into the distance for a second and then chuckled because there was no way that he could actually see someone wandering around the school while being glued to a bench; it would have been impressive to witness though. "I know you did. I really shouldn't doubt what you say because you are right after all." When it came to admitting that he wasn't right, sometimes he could have been rather stubborn over it but lately he hadn't been looking to cause trouble; not when there had been plenty of other things to focus on. "Not about what's going to happen with us, I know nothing bad will happen there; but it's more wonder of what will happen while you're at Hogwarts." Trying to just backpedal on what he said earlier, he looked at her and really didn't want to make her worry.

It seemed as though after he had finished speaking, the sound of footsteps heading in his direction had effectively caused him to turn his attention away from his girlfriend and towards the end of the Slytherin table. Once Matt had seen who it was that was about to join the conversation, an ever so slight smile crossed his lips; it just happened to be the very person that he was looking for before calling himself officially graduated. "Hey Adeline, over here. I take it that you were looking for me." He sent a slight wave towards the first year that he had come to find as a good friend, even if there hadn't been the time over the past few months to have actually talked to her but that didn't mean that they weren't still friends.

Adeline looked around to see if she would be able to find Matt or even Stella at all but once you find one you'll find the other. Then she heard her name being called and she turned her head towards the voice and followed it until she was looking at both Matt and Stella. "Hi Matt. Hi Stella." Adeline said sweetly. She then nodded. "Yes I was." she told him and sat down across from him. It was really odd being at the Slytherin Table but at least she was with some friends. She was glad to be talking to Matt because they hadn't talked in forever due to his studying and her not wanting to be around people.

Dylan eyed her carefully for a moment, before looking back down at his plate. He had to admit he felt a little bad for the girl...She'd obviously been going through some things. It was strange seeing such a young girl this lost...and admitting it.

Perhaps, just this once, he'd reach out. Although it did go against the trend he was setting for himself...Meh, this little Gryffindor girl was adorable, though. So, that was working for her.

...And she'd just lost someone close to her. Giving her a sympathetic look...that he really didn't know he was capable of, he sighed. "...It makes it more real?"

Man, what a tough break. He'd been lucky in that department, having not really lost anyone in that way. Yes, Dylan was leagues away from his hometown friends...but they'd still owl. He'd be able to still speak to them, at least.

Stupid parents.

"Was it family?" He hadn't really known what had compelled him to ask, but he was curious.

There was a very good reason that he wanted to see the young Hufflepuff, not just to say goodbye which Matt had had a feeling wasn't going to be easy considering people were already crying over the fact that he was graduating; hopefully this wasn't going to be as difficult this time. "You know I wanted to see you before I left, first I'm going to miss you because you know I'm graduating and all now. Second, I have a little present; like I told you a couple days ago." He grabbed a small box from his pocket and slid it across the table towards Adeline, sure that might have garnered some attention from other people but that didn't matter; it was sorta just a little friendship gift. As odd as that had sounded in his head. "I know you weren't really expecting anything but I just thought that you'd like something to remember me while I'm off in the world." At least the explanation had sounded much better.

Kennedy nodded, although in a sense he felt as if he was being taken away from both his homes; his real one in the States and Hogwarts, and he could do nothing about it. "Yeah, I know what you mean," he agreed. He looked forward to a year without exams like O.W.Ls and hopefully he'd pick up a different hobby aside from reading. "I can't wait for Quidditch, to be honest." This time his green eyes lit up. Quidditch always cheered him up.

"That should be fun," he nodded. He stretched his legs under the table feeling a bit less tense than when he came in. As always, he felt better in company than alone. "Oh yeah, O.W.Ls killed me this year," he chuckled. Studying took up most of his time, but the exams themselves stressed him out even more, but he did feel confident that he did well. At least hoped he did. Having a ministry official looking over his shoulder didn't help his stress levels. "I...will be spending time with my father," he said tightly. "And then I'm going to a Quidditch game in France with Aurora." And she was the best for getting him those tickets.

Anya silently nodded. She was glad that she didn't have to finish her thought. It felt weird to say it out loud. She'd rather just be quiet and let people guess what was going on.

She thought for a moment on the question. Was she family? "Yes." she said finally. It was easier to say that than the go into details. Details she wasn't even completely sure about.

She then blinked twice. Here she was being awful company and she didn't even know this boy's name.

"I'm Anya Phillips, by the way." In case he ever wanted to avoid her in the future.

"I normally sit over there." she said nodding toward the Gryffindor table. You know, in case the robes didn't give it away.

Sierra saw him coming out of the corner of her eye. Treyen Lockhart. Her first crush. Her first kiss. Although, she'd always said that last part didn't count. She was polyjuiced as Kurumi Hollingberry, so he hadn't realized, at the time, he was kissing her anyway.

She'd moved on from crushing on him, of course, but that didn't make his presence any easier. Why? Oh, because she wasn't too happy with the likes of him, aka Puffers, at the moment. Looking up, an unamused expression on her face, she flatly said, "It's a barrel of monkeys."

With an eyeroll, she turned away. Thinking better of her attitude, she sighed and looked back at him. "Sorry, Treyen. I'm not in the greatest of moods, and I guess your question just set things off. Take a seat." She gestured toward the empty space next to her. The least she could do is send him off on a good note. "So you're out of here, hmm?"

Aurora ran into the great hall, her hair flying behind her. She was so late... oh noooo. It was Giacomo's fault, he had been begging for attention and distracting her all evening. She'd finally got him to curl up with Sebastian and sprinted up from the dungeons, hoping she wasn't tooooo late. Wow, the table was pretty full... She stood at one end and scanned it for signs of Kennedy...

His neck was beginning to ache from craning it over the heads of other students. Kennedy found it odd that Aurora wasn't here yet. Maybe he should have stayed behind to wait for her, but he had his duties to keep up as well. He was about to sit back down when he caught a wave of red hair. A small smile spread across his face and stood up. "Aurora!" he called as he met her half way.

Oh, how glad he was to see her.

Aha! There he was. Aurora rushed over to Kennedy and hugged him. "Hello." she said, grinning at him. She paused to catch her breath - running up all those stairs from the dungeons was hard work - and tuck her hair behind her ears. "How are you?" she asked. This had been a busy year for Kennedy, what with OWLs and his prefect duties, and she wondered if he was happy to see it ending...

Someone was in a very good mood. This only made Treyen smirk even more. He suppressed a chuckle, though, because he didn't want to anger Sierra. He's never wanted to. Hopefully never will.

"Of course." That's all he said to her 'barrel of monkeys' comment. Yes, she was in a VERY good mood, certainly. Not.

No need to apologize, actually, "I can see that." So his smirk faded into a smile as he took the seat next to her and eyed the rest of the Great Hall. The view from the Slytherin table was one he didn't really liked, but he still took a seat because he knew there was no way she'll be joining him at his table.

But now...he was out of here. Out of Hogwarts. The smile faded a bit more. "I suppose so." Out to the real world, he guessed. "Sierra...," he started, turning his body towards her, "...promise me you'll try to be nice to those you like." Not everyone, just the ones she thought will be worth being nice to.

Dylan could have guessed as much. "I'm...erm...sorry about your loss." That was the appropriate thing to say, right? He'd heard his parents say it to others more than a few times...Meh, it'd have to do.

He just hadn't been in that situation...and didn't know what else to offer.

...But then she was changing the subject. How lovely of her. All this depressing talk...He'd been in such a mood from having to move here already. There was really no need to make it worse. Yes, Dylan was more than capable of depressing himself, thank you very much.

"I'm Dylan." Offering her a half-smile...because a real smile wasn't needed in this situation, he nodded. "Yea, you wreak of Gryffindor-ness." Which was true...The red...

So much red on those robes. Personally, he liked the Ravenclaws...Those girls looked good in blue...and they were smart.

Who said brains weren't attractive? It drove him a little crazy...

Yes, yes...Dylan was getting off track. Focusing back on Anya, he smirked. It technically couldn't be classified as a smile...So, he was covered. "Did you enjoy your classes this term?"

He hugged her back and couldn't conceal the smile that grew wider. What? He was happy to see his girlfriend. Kennedy took her hand and guided her the middle of the table where he had a perfect view of the first half and second of the table.

Yeah, he had an eye on every snake.

"I'm hanging in there," he shrugged. She knew about the letters Wayne has been harassing him with, but she didn't know of the turn of events that have currently happened. Even the thought of it made his heart race with something he didn't know. It wasn't sadness nor anger - although that was part of it. "What about you? We haven't spent much time together." Another thing he had failed in.

Aurora plonked herself down onto the seat next to Kennedy and rubbed her eyes slightly; she was really tired - she hadn't really slept much the night before for some reason... probably the prospect of going home. Her mother was actually going to pick her up from the station this year for once... instead of sending one of her siblings. That was something new.

Hanging in there..? That didn't sound great. "Well, that's good at least." she said smiling a bit. He'd had a hard year... especially from his father suddenly contacting him out of nowhere...

"I'm alright." Aurora said. "Tired though... I'm glad we're going home tomorrow... and at least we'll see eachother in the holidays." She yawned through her smile. "And Mother is picking me up from the station for once... which might mean she's going to take me shopping." It usually did... Her mother had a penchant for the fashionable wizarding shops in London and would often buy Aurora some new things if she ended up in them...

Anya flashed Dylan a grateful smile. "Thanks." she said. That's really all she could say. But it was really nice of him to pay attention to her. He didn't even know her and here she was being... the way she was...

"It's a pleasure to meet you Dylan." she said. He couldn't really say the same to her. "I do look awfully red, don't I?" she commented looking down at her outfit. "I don't even like skirts." But that was the uniform... so she wore it.

"Classes were... different. Some fun, some hard." she replied. "I guess I'm still pretty new to all of this." She'd really only known about magic for 2 years. "What about you?" she asked.

Eying the girl, Dylan smirked some more. He'd gotten a Thanks...She was so precious.

If Anya would have been a girl he was trying to hook up with, Dylan would have replied with 'Yes, it is a pleasure, isn't it?'...But he couldn't very well say that to this girl. It would have been creepy sounding...And the Slytherin did NOT want to be thought about as being creepy. That just wouldn't work for him.

Then she was inquiring about his classes..."That's all I've focused on this year...So, well." He hadn't given into making friends and being social. He wanted his old friends...and no one else would do...

Girls were a different story, though. He could befriend girls...Maybe. The Slytherin didn't know how he felt about having friends that were girls yet.

Kennedy stared at Aurora rubbing her eyes and squeezed her to his side and playfully nudged her with his head. "Did you not get enough sleep last night?" he asked. Surprisingly enough, Kennedy managed to get an eight hour sleep last night. He didn't even read, which was odd, but he did feel with more energy than he's felt in the recent months.

He nodded and wondered if he should tell her the change of plans. He did HAVE to because he wasn't going to be home for when they went to get him for the Quidditch game. "Um, I'm not going to be home for the summer," he said, chewing his bottom lip. "I'm going to be at Way- my father's estate." He had a habit of calling his father Wayne. The word father held a tone of respect, something that Kennedy knew Wayne didn't deserve.

Kennedy felt more like locking himself in the dungeons until it was time to go to France, but saying that would drag the mood down. "Hey, maybe she can meet my mom. She's going to be there along with my Godfather and...well, Wayne is going to be there too." He still had NO idea why Wayne was going to be there. It was probably to rub it in his mother's face that he won her.

Aurora shook her head, "No, I think Sebastian and Giacomo are plotting against my sleep patterns." Yep, the baby pygmy puff got along with Sebastian so well that they were just playing all the time... "But Jackie's only a baby so I guess I should forgive him..." And she supposed he was allowed to get his own back for her shortening such a cool name as Giacomo to Jackie... it was only fair.

Halfway through a big yawn, Aurora heard Kennedy's next sentence and gasped which, combined with the yawn, caused an awkward splutter. "Wh-why?" she squeaked, knowing how little Kennedy cared for the man. She suddenly felt an urge to make it all better and she had no idea how... so she hugged him instead.

"I'm really not sure you want my Mother to meet yours..." Aurora said quietly... she was aware of her mother's attitudes towards... well... anyone who wasn't rich and pureblooded and she didn't want her to upset Kennedy's mum. "Wait... you're Mother will be there... and... him?" Eek. That would be awkward... She already felt sorry for him.