Minerva desperately tried to open her eyes, but she couldn't she still had Harvey's hand, but the warmth around her was getting worse. She felt like she was about to be sick and she pulled tighter on Harvey's hand then in an instant let go her arm falling and her head slipping off Justin's shoulder. She was lifeless in his arms. She had passed out....

Justin felt Minerva go limp in his arms and he called over his shoulder to Harvey, " Harv, we need to move fast. She's passed out or something. " Then he looked back down at her and said to her, " Hang on, Angel. we'll get you there...the both of us will see you through this. " And finally made it to the castle and went in headed towards the hospital wing.

''Yeah.''He said smiling.''Best instrument ever.''Ryan said excitedly.''How do you like Hogwarts.''He asked.

Daisy walked through the grounds, looking slightly weird with the large loaf of dry bread in her hands. Ok. Scrap that. She looked extremely weird, no wonder she was getting 'what on earth?' looks from people, but as she walked closer to the pond, it made a little more sense. No, she wasn't going to eat the bread - the ducks were. Strictly speaking, she hadn't actually checked if she was allowed, but she really couldn't be bothered, and she could see nothing wrong with throwing the little duckies some dry bread the house-elves were going to otherwise get rid of.
She settled herself down by the pond, glancing at other people before breaking small bits of bread off the large loaf, and chucking them absently mindedly to the ducks.

Minerva could hear voices saying about the hospital wing. She opened her eyes and looked around. "I...I'm ok. I.. think.. I just..fainted for a second. I'll be ok." still speaking weakly. Minerva looked around seeing Harvey and Justin's worried faces. "I'm sorry to scare you, must have been just to much excitement today."she tried to quietly joke. She looked at Justin and whispered "You could just help me to the common room. I think I just need sleep."

Laura smiled. 'Dunno....never had a boyfriend!!,' she answered

Ariella made her way towards the Duck Pond, her bag slug over her left shoulder. She needed to get drawing on her stupid picture frame for Transfiguration. Was she excited about showcasing her awful drawing skills? No.

She found a flat rock that was large enough for her to sit on, so she spread out her things and took out a folder full of papers. She was going to need quite a few blank sheets, anticipating that she would be messing up quite a few times. Ariella had decided to use a Muggle pencil for the task. Everyone had said that it was better for sketching.

Placing her pencil to her paper, she started out with a few wispy lines for the outline of her frame. She kept in mind the golden picture frame in her room that held an image of her cat, Maggie.

Just as they were about to brinf her to the hospital wing Minerva opened her eyes and asked him to take her to the common room. Justin let out a huge sigh of relief . " Of course I will, Min. " he smiled down at her before taking her hand in his and helping her walk back .

Harvey saw her go limp and was about to rush to the Hospital Wing when she opened her eyes again.. and looked around and reasurred them that she was fine she then whispered something about the common room. He looked at the ground and he gave the bags to Justin as he walked her back to the common room. He watched them leave together as he left the duck pond area.. he needed to go somewhere else.. and besides he felt suffocated being here. So he left in the other direction once Minnie and Justin were out of sight.

"I agree, it is the best!" Logan said smiling. "Yeah, I do! It's real great." he said.

Helga wasn't alone, at least, "It's just cause my muggle friends have and it's a bit weird that everyone here are behind the muggle world?"

Ella had just finished running and her feet were killing her. She rounded the corner where the duck pond sat and smiled. She walked over to the rocky ledge and sat down, breathing heavily. It wasn't ideal weather for getting wet but she thought that dipping her feet in the cool pond would make them feel much better. She peeled off her socks and unlaced her sneakers. Slowly, she lowered her feet into the pond."Aaaaa...perfect."She closed her eyes as she swished her feet around in the water.

Nate clamped his arms back around Jez, even if only to keep her from tearing her hair out. "Scalping yourself won't help," he said, "I don't know what to do either. We still have Keegan and Des, and now we've got Lex and Kieran, too." Hopefully this was helpful.

Nate took the pictures from Jordan and stuffed them in his pocket. No way he was about to look at those again. "Thanks," he muttered. This situation sucked. It thoroughly sucked. Releasing Jez, he took a step back. "One thing that's for sure is that we need to stick together. If we're going to die, I don't want to go down without a fight."

Isaac's words warmed her heart and she was fairly beaming once he said them. There was no doubt in her mind that he was the sweetest guy in the whole world and that the fears he had expressed to her on a previous occasion about being a bad boyfriend were completely unfounded. Indeed she didn't even know where he'd gotten the idea that he could be one, especially when he acted like this.

"Considering I like dancing in the rain, or out under the stars I think one can assume that I like the dark. In fact, I might even love the night. It's magical..." So was his offer to go just a polite one then? Or was he worried that her attacks would be worse at night because she wouldn't be able to see the way out? Not that her's were. She actually did quite well at night time surprisingly, maybe because she'd never been afraid of the dark.

"If you don't wish for me to go with you I wont... However, if your worried about me then I hope I can set that aside by letting you in on the fact that I've very rarely had a panic attack at night. The only times I've had are when I've had a nightmare or woken up in a strange place," Amelia informed him, speaking slightly slower than she normally would as her words were hesitant. Because if it was the first option than he could have just said it and she didn't need to reveal the second to him, but if it was the second option, well her attacks still weren't things she really liked to talk about...

"I know. I'm just really bad at remembering to rub it in when I should," plus she didn't really like touching bruises since they, you know, HURT. And so sometimes even when she did remember to do so she wouldn't.

His face beamed down at her as she said she liked the dark, "I personally do te. It's more romantic and quiet te me. Not really frightening, things can hide yeh, but it's more of a peacefulness." That was his opinion of the dark, clouds weren't as nice, but to be able to see the stars at night even in the coldness of winter it was a perfect time to be outside in his eyes.

Looking at her surprised he shook his head as he tilted his head to look at her better again "No, not at all. I jus' wasn' sure if what happened years ago was affected at night. Things can kind of close in the darker it is, seemingly. I would luff fer ye te come." he said honestly. Waking in a strange place, well that could be one reason she'd not want to come to Scotland! "And if ye do decide te go te Scotland, we could jus' go fer the dinner and return afterwards." he added softly out of the blue. Because the comment about waking in a strange place brought that idea up.

"Don' rightly feel nice te rub it in." he said wrinkling his nose. It was true, and he knew it helped sometimes but it hurt!

Something about what Nate had said reminded Jez of something she'd been meaning to ask him about. "You went to the Headmaster's office a few days ago," she said, folding her arms and fixing him with a cool, hard Look. "The Arithmancy classroom and the girls' bathroom are on the same floor," she added quickly by way of clarification as to how she knew. He should know Arithmancy was one of her favourite classes. "I saw you go up." She glanced at Jordan, remembering that as a Gryffindor he wasn't a regular guest to the Ravenclaw common room. "Nate wanted to tell Tate about our little problem," she explained, referring to the whole murder/hostage/blackmail scenario. She looked back at Nate, her face unreadable. "What did you tell him?" Because he couldn't have gone up there just for a nice chat, that's for sure ...

"Just because your hair is brighter than anyone else's doesn't make it awesomer than anyone elses." Also, bright hair was like a clowns, and Everett didn't like clowns. Not that he'd say that to her face. He did have some tact. "Mhhmmmm!" He said with some sass, before losing his sassy appearance and laughing. "You're so violent thinking," He commented amused. "Well yeah, because my guitar did break last year, and I didn't have time. OWLs and all," Everett said, making excuses even though it didn't really matter at all.

Everett shrugged slightly as she said she remembered. Then watched as she became frantic for the necklace she'd thrown. He'd thought that was a bit odd, the throwing it in the pond. At least she'd come to her senses now to find her jewellery again. "Because you don't just hate a girl because she lost interest... Well you do if you aren't a nice guy but still..." He trailed off slightly, blinking slightly as she mentioned how he'd broken someones nose. Maybe he wouldn't be so nice, and might come after him. Everett just had to protect his nose then. And maybe just himself in general. He didn't fancy any injuries.

Everett rolled his eyes, "Fine, you can believe that, and I'll believe that mine are the best hugs." He compromised. At least she wasn't crying or really upset now. He let her just lean on his shoulder, content for the moment.

Tayla wandered around the Hogwarts grounds until she finally decided to stay at the Duck Pond, hoping to get inspiration for her Transfiguration assignment. She took out a small notebook from her bag and reviewed the instructions.

"Design a picture frame on a piece of paper. Make it as detailed as you can, to test your powers of concentration," she read aloud to herself. "Use 'Statua Habitum' to turn the paper into the exact frame you drew. Practice as many times as it takes to get it exact. Then give the frame to a person of your choice as a gift."

She looked up from the paper and out to the pond. She didn't find it too hard to transfigure paper into picture frames - but she did find it challenging to make them look anything more than just plain white.

Tayla sat on a rock at the edge of the pond and took out a thin drawing book, a quill, and ink. She set them carefully beside her then started drawing.

At least...she was ready to start. But how exactly would she design this picture frame?

"Maybe it's a good idea if I decide who to give it to, first..." she realized.

After a while, Tayla had a sudden thought. "I know! Ari!" Ari mentioned something about her mother remarrying and her fear that things would change between them. "I'll design this frame for Ari and maybe she could use it to keep a special picture of her and her mother.

Tayla turned back to the paper and started to draw. A few minutes later, she put her quill down and admired her drawing. "I think that's good enough," she said happily. "Ari has to remember her mother will love her no matter what..."

Nate was slightly taken aback at Jez' accusational tone, but that was just the normal Jez. She had trust problems, and for good reason; there was no way Nate could blame her for what had happened. He did have to answer, though.

"I originally went up to say hi, and maybe have some small talk to relieve some of the stress. That went downhill when Tate asked me, jokingly of course, if I had set any fires over the summer. The news of my parents' deaths spilled out," he said, looking down at the ducks with an embarrassed blush on his face.

Jez's hands tightened slightly on her elbows. Oh shoot. Shoot, shoot, shoot. "Nate ... you know you're on your own as far as blood family goes, right?" Okay, that came out a little more bluntly than she'd intended, but she ploughed on regardless. "Tate might decide to contact the Ministry, and if they can't place your family members, you might be stuck in an orphanage. Pam too, if they find out about her parents as well. Have you any idea how easily Team Wolf could find you in that situation? It would be like dangling a dead rat right in front of a hippogriff's nose!" An easy kill, in other words. They wouldn't stand a chance, and probably none of the other kids who might be sharing a house with them would either. "Sitting ducks," finished Jez, staring at Nate.

Now that Tayla had finished drawing the frame, it was time for her to practice. She tore out the page she used from the drawing book then returned the book, quill, and ink back into her bag.

Taking out her wand, she traced the edges of the paper as instructed during Transfiguration class, and said "StaTUA haBItum!"

Nothing happened. Then realizing she had emphasized the wrong syllables, Tayla shook her head and tried again.

"StaTUA HABitum!"

The paper turned into a frame, but it wasn't at all as she drew. It was simply a white frame with blue streaks here and there - remnants of the blue ink she used to draw. "Oh great," Tayla sighed. This wasn't going to be as easy as she wished.

"Reverto," she said, and the frame turned back into her drawing. "At least the drawing didn't get ruined."

Seeing more students arrive at the pond, Tayla decided to head some place more quiet or more private to practice the spell. She kept her wand and the drawing carefully, took her bag, and left.

O_o he had to ask? "But..but why do i have to ask?" he slightly stuttered as he looked from Kurumi to Thea before he sighed deeply. Well, that was going to be an awkward conversation....

He DID feel a little better when the Prefect offered to come along and he nodded his head to show that he liked that idea faaar better than him going alone. What if the Groundskeeper was just as scary as Scabior and Williamson? Hmm.. talking about the latter , he still needed to apologize for hitting the man during class before his guilt ate him up.

Daichi snapped out of his thoughts as he heard Kurumi giggle and in all honesty, he didn't know why he would laugh. Shrugging his shoulders, Daichi didn't look at her but behind her as he watched the duck swimming in the water. A smile tucked on his lips and his eyes twinkled a little as he saw how the duck was going underwater with it's head. It was so cute~ "I don't know...." mweh he really didn't know what else to say.

Looking away from the duck , Daichi frowned in confusion as he stared at Kurumi. "...What is a fowl?" he asked cocked his head to the side in wonder. "Do i have to apologize? he...he doesn't know right?" he looked around for a sign of the man but didn't see him anywhere. "And if i do have to , can...can you come with me? He wouldn't laugh when a Prefect is with me right?" right? cue his puppy look eyes before he looked at Thea again. "I'm dragging you with me" he said and stuck out his tongue.

Aaron made his way down to the duck pond, he was only just back at Hogwarts and already in trouble. He shrugged, he knew Laura would get over it.
Besides, she could've contacted him too, if she wanted to talk to him so desperately. But she hadn't. And neither had Aaron, so really, nothing had happened.
He took a packet of cookies out of his pocket and ate one. He'd brought the cookies for Laura, but since she wasn't going to be talking to him any time soon he might as well just eat them himself.

Gustav was reading his favourite quidditch magazine, not really looking where he was heading to. He was too engrossed with the different models of broomsticks available in England. He simply had to purchase two of those latest models he spotted in one of the pages showcase in the magazine. He had to run back to the owlery tower so he could purchase it quickly. He turned around and broke into a run not looking up when he was supposed to.
BAM! He crashed head on to the person.He fell back on his bum. The impact surely must have thrown the person he hit quite as hard too.
"Urgh..."he mumbled in a daze.

Why did he have to ask? Wasn't that bit obvious? He wanted a duck and this seemed like a sure way for him to be able to get one the fair way instead of causing the ducks to migrate early. But, Kurumi could tell that Daichi really didn't need another mini lecture or anything that would make him feel any more uncomfortable than he already was. Instead, she simply gave the younger Slytherin a smile and a nod.

"A fowl is another word for a bird, especially ducks, geese, turkeys, or pheasants." Kurumi just left out the bit about many of them referring to the types of birds that were hunted for game...that would only make Daichi cry. "I think...it would be the right thing to do," Kurumi nodded, but she wasn't going to force him to.

Oh no...not the puppy dog eyes. Not that she was planning on saying no to him anyway. "Of course," she winked. Someone who loved ducks as much as Daichi should be able to help care for them. "Do you guys want to head over there...now?"