"It haaaas," She replied and brushed some of his hair away from his face. She couldn't even remember the last time they had hung out.

"Lately? Not much...though I did miss this." And she kissed him cause it had been too long, hehe.

Tyler smiled and chuckled into the kiss. It was all because he had missed that too. "I missed that too," he smiled and kissed Lucy's forehead. "So instead of staying in this weird alley, why don't we go somewhere for comfy?" he asked, with a laugh in his voice.

Lucy grinned at him as he kissed her forehead and nodded at his suggestion. "Sure, why not? How about...The Three Broomsticks?" She suggested and then slipped her hand in his. This alley was weird.

"Sure, let's go," Tyler smiled and led at the way to the Three Broomsticks. This alley did give him a weird vibe and he just needed to get away as fast as possible.

Trixie walked down one of the back alleys of Hogsmeade. Well actually she had got lost but that was excusable seeing as she was a new student and well had lost her memory. But now she was just bored. Where the heck did she go from here? Err she needed entertainment now. An seeing as she couldn't find any of her other friends. Were they still talking to the healer, or had truberidge finally got to them?

So for some reason Oliver had wandered along to the Hogs Head out of curiosity following the stuff that went on last year. He stood for a while looking up at the severed pig's head on the sign outside pondering whether or not to go in. The place gave him the creeps fo sho but hadn't it always? Even before that Sam dude invaded his mind and made him hurt his friends?

He screwed up his face into a rather petulant expression. Where was that Gryffindor side of him now, eh? Stupid ruddy coward.

And so he totally chickened out of going inside and walked away deep in thought and not really taking in his surroundings. He must have been half way down the back alley before he got his bearings and blinked as if coming out of a dream. A frown of confusion creased his features as he spotted someone up ahead and it took his eyes and brain a few moments to work out that it was in fact Trixie.

'No dodgy barmen then.'

Phew.

He instantly relaxed and approached the girl who was looking rather lost. “Come here often?” He smirked and wiggled his eyebrows as he approached his housemate and now team-mate. “You alright.. you look, sorta lost?”

Trixie turned as she heard a vaguely, pfft yeah right, very familiar voice. "Oliver" she grinned as he approached her. "Yes I just love to spend my spare time walking down dark creepy alleys" she said sarcastically. That was one thing the pair shared. They were just so witty all the time. "No I'm not lost" she totally lied. Haha what an awful lie that was and she knew that Oliver wouldn't believe it one bit. "Fine yes, i got lost" she told him. "Wasn't my fault. I've never been here before" she smiled. "And even if I have I wouldn't remember it" she informed him. Yeah. That was a good enough excuse which was partly true. Well she had got lost yes but curiosity may have got the better of her. "And you can't say anything, is this where you like to secretly dance?" she asked a mischievous grin planted on her face. Clothes pegs. That ws what she needed. And preferably pillow and a saucepan on her head.

Oh ho ho! This chick was a funny one. Oliver smirked at her and her very sarcastic response. “You then, are a freak.” He replied. Slytherins hanging around in a darkened alley way? Oh how the other houses would gossip.. 'sept Oliver and Trixie were not your run of the mill evil Slytherin types were they? Yes, they were both ambitious and determined and sarcastic and possibly even a little bit obnoxious, but neither of then were hardly your next Lord Voldemort. heh. What a ruddy awful reputation the Greens had.

Her admission to being lost was sort of endearing to Oliver and the cutting remark he had on the tip of his silver tongue was forgotten and he smiled instead. “Look.. you're going the wrong way.” He said gently and gestured the way he had just come. Dancing? Heh. “Yeah.” He said flatly. “I was coming along here so no one would see me in my tap shoes.” Bahahaha! Oliver Greenwood in tap shoes? Errrh.. not gonna happen. So why was he here in this dodgy looking alley? Erm.. “No.. I sorta got lost in my thoughts and lost my bearings a little.” No. he was not lost. “So..ya fancy a butterbeer?” He asked the girl, stuffed his hands in his jeans pockets and nodded back towards the Hogs Head. Company – that's what he needed and then he would have no fear of going inside.

Trixie rolled her eyes. yes again, like she always did when she was around Oliver. "Well aren't you just the most charming guy I have ever met?" she said sarcastically giggling slightly. Pfft Freak. Whatever. But the Alley wasn't that bad was it. It's an alley way for Merlins sake not some kind of place where you hatch up evil plans or whatever it was that the other houses thought Slytherins would be doing all the time. Yes because they were all Dark Wizards right Haha! Well if Trixie and Olivers sarcastic, obnoxious comments were anything to go by they were far from it.

Trixie raised an eyebrow. "Me going the wrong way?" she questioned as if she was about to say he was wrong. "Now actually that is probably right" she pondered. What? She didn't know where she was? Heck she didn't even know what Hogsmeade was originally. "Hey, No making fun of tap dancing" she told him a smile planted on her face. She was trained in that as well. Triple timesteps came as naturally to her as walking did. "In your thoughts? Now the Slytherin captain has lost his bearings?" she asked laughing. Well that would be helpful in a game wouldn't it? Ad now his offer of a Butterbeer. "Erm, yeah sure if you like" she smiled. Well she could do with a light refreshment but butterbeer just didn't sound like her thing really. Though a pumpkin juice. Yes that was an offer she couldn't refuse.

Ask the egotistical Slytherin a question like that and of course he's going to agree. It was a given really, even if asked sarcastically. “So I've been told.” He nodded and shrugged.

He looked back in the direction he'd come. “Well considering I came along that way from the main street then, yeah, I'd say you were heading the wrong way.” He smiled when she agreed and not one of those 'HA HA I'M RIGHT' smiles either – just a nice normal smile at the girl with the memory loss who was going the wrong way. “C'mon.” He said taking her arm and guiding her towards the main street.

“I wasn't making fun of it.” He said genuinely, his eyebrows raised and the faintest hint of protest in his tone. “I jus' don't think my reputation could handle me being seen in a pair of tap shoes.” He laughed. “But it's obviously a real skill. I'd love to see your moves sometime, Trix.” Because, lets face it, Oliver was ok at dancing... he could ballroom dance and mimic his hero Micky Jackson, but he could never do the sort of stuff Trixie did. She was a trained dancer fer Merlin's sake!

He grinned at the question. “He might have done. He was too busy thinking about...” Crazy barkeepers and attacking his friends. “...Quidditch.”

They were getting closer to the main street. Maybe the Hogshead wasn't a good idea today. “Three Broomsticks?”

Trixie rolled her eyes once gain. Goodness he really did have a forever growing Ego. He wouldn't be able to hold it in sometime soon. Well he didn't have a problem sharing it really.

Trixie nodded. "Eh but you can't exactly blame me" she defended herself. But the smile she received from oliver was actually genuine and not one of those boastful smiles. So Trixie relaxed a little. "And it is my first time here" she sighed. She was taken by the arm over to the apparently correct direction and there was no protestation from the Blonde, unlike what usually happened. "Thanks Oliver" she smiled sweetly.

Trix raised her eyebrows slightly and grinned slightly evilly. "Oh I don't know Oliver, I'm sure you friends would LOVE to see you in a pair of tap shoes. I know Trixie Malfoy certainly would" she said teasingly. Well she felt as home in a pair of tap shoes then she did in a pair of heels that she usually wore. "Don't worry Oliver, you WILL get to see my 'skills' some time" she reassured him. Well Trixie wouldn't miss the opportunity to show off her skills, no matter where or who she was with.

"Of course you were" Trixie said rolling her eyes. "When aren't you?" she asked with a smirk. Well he was captain so he kinda did have an excuse to be thinking about it. But the pause was kinda unconvincing. "Well hope you don't loose your bearings on the Quidditch Pitch. Wouldn't want to make a fool of yourself eh Oliver?" cue smirk.

Trixie nodded. "The Three Broomsticks sounds great." And grin!

Trixie could be forgiven for her retort but Oliver hadn't on this occasion been being sarcastic, but her smile that followed her defensive question told the boy that she eventually understood. “No.” He replied anyway with a shake of the head. “I wonder if it is.” He mumbled thoughtfully in response to her comment. “You could have been here a gazillion times before you thwacked your head for all you know.” hehe. He nodded to her thanks as they headed the right way towards the street.

He laughed openly at her words and also at the mental image of him in a pair of tap shoes.. which were red in his head for some strange reason. “Wonder if I could transfigure my trainers into a pair of tap shoes..” He mused as he looked down at them. “Then you could show me how it's done.” Could be fun. He wouldn't say 'no' to a little private tuition from Trixie Malfoy. Heh.

“I'd better.” He replied. He wanted to see if she was as good as she made out she was.

He rolled his eyes. “I don't spend my entire life thinking about Quidditch you know?” Like, really? “I also think about food.. and girls.. and.... wait, no - that's all.” He joked with a smirk. He snorted at her joke. “Chyeah.. that could be embarrassing.” He agreed.

Three Broomsticks – great! Thank Merlin she hadn't suggested the Hogs Head instead. Guh.

Ew. What was it with alleys smelling of urine? Really, was that what the world was up to now? It most certainly wasn't a nice smell, and Lori had already ran out of perfume, from spraying around her.

No, she wasn't here to make it smell nice -although she was attempting it-, she was waiting for someone, and someone else's something. And perhaps, that someone else. So really, Cammy, Athlon's bagpipes, and Athlon, if she decided to show up.

And for the special occasion, Lori had shoes she could run in, and her wand shoved somewhere she could grab it easily, OH, and she wasn't wearing a summer dress or a skirt. Falling over today wouldn't work with that, so she was just in leggings and a t-shirt. WAHEY!

Lori clicked her thumb nail against her teeth and looked from one end of the alley to the other. Ohhh, Cammy hurrry upppp!

Cameron was a GREAT multi-tasker. Like.. chuff your boyfriend off to some random friend and go to Hogwarts, get changed and change the bagpipes er.. skirt into something inconspicous. So now, in a horrible plaid skirt, leggings and a black singlet Cam appeared looking decidedly disgusted. She didn't LIKE wearing plaid.

YEUCK.

Her face crinkled in repulsion when she SMELT the place Lori had allocated to meet. Was she.. normal? The place reeeeeked! URGH.

"LORI!" Urgh. They needed to get this over and done with. And quickly. "Let's do this quick.. this place stinkers."

After reading the note, Raven was absolutely furious; no one got away with taking her bagpipes and would escape without injury. She stormed into Hogsmeade then headed into the dark alley, her wand in hand and stood firmly in the middle of the alley. "Oy cowards! Get out here and face me!" she called out in a tone which was filled with immense rage, whoever was foolish enough to just hide away; was gonna be found and taught a serious lesson.

In the stillness of the dim alleyway, a sudden breeze picks up dirt and small debris in the narrow passage. From the twisting and churning haze leaped forth a green-haired young lady, landing on her boots with a soft thud. As the wind began to settle, she quickly looked behind her, then ahead, her dark eyes taking assessment of her surroundings quickly. Seeing no immediate threat to her well being, she draws herself up and dusts herself off, then looks at the candle portkey in her hand. "Works like a charm" she murmured as she playfully tosses and catches it, then tucks it away in her shoulder bag. Stealthily she makes her way towards the brighter end of the passage, then rounds the corner to the busy street outside.

Lori frowned as Cammy came into the light. "What are you wearing?" It was disgusting. That skirt should NOT have been seeing the light of day, nuh-uh. Her nose crinkled again as Cam mentioned the smell and she nodded.

"You got the hostage?" In other words, the bagpipes.

WAAAAIT! "What the HECK happened to your hair? It was all brown the last time I saw you." Pshhh.

The 'Puff pulled her Gryffindor friend into the shadows and chewed at her lip, before whispering harsly in Cams ear. "We got company...." EEEEEP! Time to run?

Cameron grinned, "It's the bagpipes.. it was the only thing I could think of." Taking out her wand, she nodded to Lolly's next question. "Yep.. one sec.." Muttering a quick reverso, she took a quick sigh of relief as they returned to their normal state. She'd been petrified her magic could've ruined them.
Frowning, she pulled a red strand to her eyes, "Oliver hated it.. " She shrugged and thrust the stupid instrument into Lori's hands.

"Now.. what-"

She was cut off by the sound of Raven's voice. Her heart stopped beating and she turned to Lori. EEEEEEEK!
"W-w-what do we do n-now?" She stammered out, absolutely terrified.
"R-run?" She asked meekly.

Lori frowned again, and rolled her eyes. "A BAG could have worked. It's in the bloody name! Or bring a bag and shrink the bloody things. Turning them into a skirt? REALLY, Cam?" Merlin, Cammy had a fashion sense -obviously not as good as Lori's- but really?

Trust Glitter Poodle to not like it. Lori muttered a hmpfh in return and held the bagpipes for a second, before thrusting them back into Cammy's arms. "You stole themmmm!" HAH!


...

What did they do now? Oh. ER. "We... give her the bagpipes, and then run, yeah? Or I have a carrier bag, we can put the bagpipes on that, run and shout where they are while we're running?" She whispered, almost clawing at Cammy's hand, terrified.

Cameron eyed her, "You think a plaid bag with some random pipey things hanging off is not obvious!?" She hadn't actually thought of it like that - more "SHEET I'M LATE, DISGUISE THE BAGPIPES"

Not, "hmm.. what would be the best idea?"

Cammy wasn't a logical mind anyway.

The red-head grinned, "Go take it up with him, my dearest hairstylist.. but I liked it red to be honest." She still thought the brown was easier to handle. It didn't look like she was on fire all the time.

WHUTTT!? "That's because you were too chicken tooo! It was YOUR idea!11!!!!one!!!" MUH. This chikka was ridiculous.

Cameron was losing blood circulation at how tightly Lori was holding her hand. Um..
"Give her the bagpipes and run.. nice and simple, yeah?" Hopefully she sounded confidant because inside she wanted to run to her mummma and cry.

Typical, two girls who decided to take her bagpipes were scared and wouldn't show themselves. Raven wasn't leaving until she got her revenge on both girls and of course had her bagpipes back safely. "Are you two such big chickens that you won't get out here?" she started making clucking like a chicken then chuckled deviously. She definitely knew how to stir up a situation.

Lori chuckled softly and nodded her head in the darkness. "I think it looks fine anyway. And we now have the bagpipes, and she's heeeere, so we should... Give it to her."

And die.

ACK!

To say Lori was scared as an understatement, but for her to just run now, would mean they had gone through it all for nothing. "Ha! Very mature, Athlon. Listen, okay? You can have your bagpipes back, as long as YOU promise to get the hell lost, stay away from Cam, stay away from my boyfriend, and me. And let us run back to the castle. If not, say your goodbyes to the bagpipes in your thoughts now." That was enough of a bargain right? And it was dark, so Raven couldn't see them.

Evidently, because her voice had echoed, she couldn't pinpoint where they were.....
yet.

Raven chuckled at Lori's offer, did the Hufflepuff think she was stupid honestly? "Hmmm... let me get this straight.. you want me to leave you, Adam and Cameron alone in order to get my bagpipes back." She stood there and thought about the deal, it was rather stupid. "Let me explain something, I don't take deals from people I can't trust.." she spoke as she headed further into the dark alley, looking around for the two girls with her wand aimed in front of her.

"Now if you'd like to come out here and discuss this civilly, I'd be more willing to accept this ridiculous offer." Raven hesitantly lowered her wand, putting it away in her robes and waiting to see if the two girls were willing to actually talk about this properly.

Lori took her hand from Cammy's and placed it protectively over the wand in her pocket, before listening to Raven. "Yeah. That's what I'm saying. You stay away from us, you get it back. It works best for us all. Besides, you're graduating, and I suppose you'll want your bagpipes, right? I'm sure I would. You know... if I could stand listening to the terrible things." And you know, Lori wanted to finish this term WITH her boyfriend still hers.

"You can trust me today, trust me, I just want to get out of this alley, intact." Like... every hair on her, every SKIN FOLLICLE!

Shaking her head once, Lori bowed her head once, and took a step out into a lighter bit of the alley, just so she could see a bit more. "Promise me your wand's away." Otherwise thos ebagpipes were DEAD!

Cam reasoned it was just easier to let Lori deal with things.. she seemed to be handelling it fine actually. More than fine. Raven's voice sent CHILLS down the redheads spine. She gripped Lori's arm and gulped. That was bloody scary.

Discuss? Civilly? With RAVEN? Was she crazy? PFT NO! But Lori seemed to accept this and Cameron stared into the darkness. The crazy Snakey probably had her wand ready to hex their butts off. Funnily enough, she suddenly realised how ironic it was. Oliver had said this would happen >.< She didn't really like it when was right.

She giggled feebly at Lori's joke. "Yeah.. wouldn't want to damage that perfect hairdo.." erk! The place STUNK She really just want to get out.

Su.. what was it going to be then Ravveeeeeen?