Justin listened to everything Hugo was saying. Cocking his head to one side and raising an eyebrow, Justin opened his mouth to say something. But then Hugo carried on. Was he done? "Ok one, why would I steal another guy's girlfriend? More to the point, why would I strain my friendship with Fee? Two, thanks for the compliment, and three, it's up to Fee what she does but from what she's told me it doesn't appear that she will ever consider anything with me" he said. Disappointment was clear in his voice when he said that last part. But Hugo seemed to rock her boat big time.

"Fair play. But there's also a reason our worlds collide" he replied. This conversation was taking a drastic turn and he wasn't going to be very happy with that drastic turn. Neither was Hugo. And when Fee found out about the coldness of this conversation, she was bound to be unhappy with one of them.

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"Then you are in the right place, as I am about to make an announcement." Gevrik gave Chad a slap on the shoulder and again prepared for his speech, only to be interrupted...once more.

An announcement? Chad had delayed meeting up with Reagan to listen to an announcement? The Groundskeeper sighed and tried to look enthused about it as Gevrik gave him a slap on the shoulder, like they were two friends.

Chad begged to differ. In honesty, he didn't know what to think of the man.

As the 'announcement' was done, Chad focused on his glass of water and occasionally glanced over. One of the times, though, he noticed that Gevrik had looked towards a few of the female professors. Stryker noticed that Hecate was there and was curious. What had brought her here?

As soon as the 'announcement' was done, Chad grabbed his glass of water and walked over to Hecate. "Nice party," he grinned.

Emma laughed and shook her head. "Oh don't worry about it, Brae. I have a lot of nosy friends.. I don't mind it." she explained with a small smile, thinking about Sel. She smiled again. He looked surprised that she knew what he was thinking. He wasn't too readable, she guessed that she had gotten better at reading body language.. A ton better. Her older brother had taught her how to do it.

She beamed him a grateful smile and shook his extended hand. Blushing ever so slightly, "Sounds great Mr. Stonen" she added with a cheeky smirk and a wink. Yay! She'd learn how to play football! Woot! She came from a pureblood family as anyone could tell from her last name. Malfoy's were purebloods. That was a rule, or that was how her great granfather put it. She didn't really like how despised others just because they weren't pure wizards or witches. It was just... wrong. "So when do we get started?" she asked.

"Fina, right." Isabelle smiled, making a mental note of that name, for future reference. "I didn't want to assume we were on first name terms," she continued, taking a sip of her drink to whet her lips. "But as we are, you can call me Isabelle, or Issy. I'll answer to either." As long as it wasn't 'Oi, you!', all would be fine. Heh.

Firewhiskey held up to her mouth, Isabelle crossed her arms gently and surveyed the room as Fina spoke. "Yes, exactly. I guess being at school, Hogsmeade is the only real time out they get, away from work." She wouldn't be at all surprised if things had passed them by.

Oh dear, she hadn't offended him had she? The smile said not, but his words... "I do appreciate the compliment, Ikenna," she smiled, just as warmly as him. "I apologise if I seem to deflect them - I guess I'm just not used to accepting any." Which was true. Getting ones from her husband wasn't really the same thing. He had to do it.


Ikenna was very good at speeches. Very good. This one made Isabelle hark her mind back to the opening feast. He had been a mystery man to her then, but now she had spoken to him, she found him charming and easy to get along with. Nodding her head as he spoke, she glanced around at the students who were listening, checking to see what they thought. But she wasn't a mind reader, so had to make do with body language.

When Gevrik looked over in her and her fellow professor's direction, she gave him a broad smile, and signalled her agreement with a nod towards the kids. She was always open to talking to them if they wanted. Drinking some of her firewhiskey as the speech came to an end, Isabelle stepped forward, ready to tell Ikenna what a good job he'd done, when he disappeared from view. Getting on tip toes, she tried to see over the top of the throng - but he was nowhere to be found. "Huh."

Braeden's eyebrows went up to his hairline in surprise though he laughed at the same time when Emma told him that his wonderings were okay, that she had a lot of nosy friends. "Wait-- what does that mean? So you think I am nosy?" asked the boy, though he wasn't offended at all. He was rather amused, really, and he seemed unable to wipe the lopsided grin off his face. It was just funny because he was almost certain Emma didn't really mean to call him 'nosy'; she seemed too nice to be so straightforward like that. But then again, you never know.

The boy's grin widened as she shook his hand and their deal was officially sealed. Woot! He was going to be a football teacher! He almost got sparkly eyed just thinking about it; he was already thinking what he'd teach her first - to dribble, or to kick the ball? He was snapped out of thoughts, though, as the blonde girl asked when they got started. "Anytime," replied Braeden. "We could get started as soon as we're out of here, if you want," he offered. "But if you've got other plans, you can always just send me a note or something whenever you're free and we'll make plans."

Hecate listened to Gevrik with raised eyebrows. "Hmmm... I suppose... What was your name again? Mister... Hitter?" Something like that.

Selena skipped into the Hog's Head where she told Dianna she would be meeting her. She looked around to see if Dianna was there yet. Nope. And no matter how thirsty she was, she was not ordering anything from here... it looked quite disgusting.

Mhmm.

Mhmm.

A few minutes was exactly what Jake needed. He heard Gevrik out, and as soon as the man left, he downed his own firewhiskey, waited a few moments, and followed suit, intended to stay in Hogsmeade until JUUUUUST before students were required to be back.

He needed SPACE.

Dianna entered the Hog's Head and scrunched her nose at the smell. Why the hog's head again? she thought to herself. Meh. Nevermind. Time to look for Sel. When she spotted Selena she immediately went another way so that she was facing Sel's back. "Hi!" she said.

Selena jumped at the voice of someone talking and turned around quickly to see Dianna. Oh thank Merlin. She thought it was some psycho ready to kill her. Eep. Hmm... maybe she should lay off the horror books...

"Hey Dianna!" Selena chirped hugging her friend. "How've you been?" Selena asked. She was a bit tempted to call her late... but she was actually on time. psht. whatever.

"Sorry about that." Di smirked. But she had to admit that that was pretty funny. Priceless.

Dianna hugged back her friend. "I'm good! Thanks for asking." she smiled. Taking a seat in front of her, now that she thought of it a butter beer sounded good right now. But she'll do that later.

"How about you? Anything new going on?" she asked.

Selena giggled and smiled. "Perfectly alright," Selena said. Well... at least till Selena got proper revenge... hehehe. Then it would be perfectly alright. Mmmhmm.

She nodded her head excitedly and took a seat too. Why had she been standing? Pshhht. whatever. she was sitting now. "So, want a spider filled butterbeer?" Selena asked with a little smirk. "Or just some chocolate?" she asked as she pulled out a bar of chocolate. Who didn't love chocolate?

"Doing great, thanks for asking. Nope, just normal hyper Sel with planning, scheming and sugar," Selena said with a smirk.

Jared's expression, deadpan, did not change as Ikenna's speech progressed. Not that anyone could have seen the change, had it occurred. He stood up at the 'please, enjoy them all now,' the movement both graceful and silent and, the book he had been reading disappearing as he rose to his feet, had slipped out of the Hog's Head before Ikenna had finished his speech.

Then he was outside in the pleasantly cold air, still invisible, expression still neutral. He stood there for a moment, before giving his head a small, almost imperceptible shake and disappearing from the street.

Hmm.. Di can feel something suspicious going on. Oh well, this means she'll have to be careful the next time they meet. "I'll keep an eye on you, Selena Riddle." she said with an evil grin.

"I thought that was just a rumor.." she said. "I've been drinking butterbeer's here since.." she shuddered at the thought of her drinking spiders. "On second thought. Chocolate will do." she smiled.

"Good!" she clapped. "I heard Emma went to the hospital wing. What happened?" she asked.

Selena smiled innocently at Dianna. "That's Zabini-Riddle, Miss Malfoy," she said. Ah yes, people had plans these days... buahahaha. "And watch me all you want... but you won't see it till it's there," Selena said with a smirk.

Selena shrugged at Dianna and smirked, again, when she couldn't remember when was the last time she drank a butterbeer here. "Exactly," Selena said triumphantly as she broke off half her chocolate bar. She offered a half of it to Dianna.

"Well, it's all Angie's fault. If she wasn't dating that Ravie then it wouldn't have happened," Selena sighed. "Actually, I have no clue, I'm just going to blame Andy," Selena said. Who knew, Emma fainted after she was laughing. How was a girl supposed to figure that out?!

Dianna shrugged. This means war. Hihihi..

"Thanks." she smiled as she took half the chocolate from Selena. Ah, chocolate. It takes all your troubles away.

As she took a bite, she listened to Selena who was explaining what had happened to her cousin. When she ended, Di didn't really know what to say. First was that she had no idea who in the Merlin's name was Angie nor that Ravenclaw she was supposedly dating. "Well..." she started. "I heard Rex Trigwell was there?" she asked.

Oh.. Dear. "Oh no! Sorry, I didn't mean it like that. No, you're not nosy! Well.. I don't think you're nosy!" she exclaimed. And that was the truth. Whoops. But luckily he was smiling. OOh but she still felt bad..

She nodded. Yay! She couldn't wait to start! "Sounds awesome! And hey that's the same with Quidditch. Of course and ditto. This is so cool! Thanks again for offering to teach me how to play football." she exclaimed, smiling sweetly at him. He was such a nice guy and she was glad that he had agreed to teach her how to play football. "Since you're going to teach me how to play football, how about I shout you another butterbeer? If you want one." she said, smiling.

As Gevrik spoke, the wheels in Sierra's head began to turn, and she began to vaguely remember something that was said at the Start-of-Term Feast. Hadn't Gevrik mentioned something about rewards? She couldn't help but wonder what those were and when they'd start getting them.

"Right--any time," she repeated, a smile on her face. "Thank you, Mr. Gevrik." He was a busy man, so although she could probably think of a million and one things to ask him, she instead chose to turn on her heels and leave him to have some time with the other students, too.

Shrugging, Sierra said, "I'm not really sure what Gevrik was getting at. My father has lots of beliefs, but I'd really have no way of knowing which ones he shares with Gevrik." For all Sierra knew, it could be anything from views on pure-bloods to which way of cooking a steak was better. "I'm not even sure how he knows my father..."

Sierra drew her attention away from Gevrik and back to Evelyn when talk of someone named Destiny came up. Apparently, the girl wasn't allowed a chocolate frog for whatever reason. "What's wrong with Destiny having a chocolate frog?" she asked. "Is she allergic or something?"

OOC: Continued below.



Once again, Sierra's attention was diverted to someone else--this time, it went back to Gevrik. She grew quiet, not even uttering a single thought, as the man began a speech of sorts. Her eyes flickered from Gevrik to a nearby window, as the man talked of friends strolling the streets of Hogsmeade. Funny, she hadn't run into anyone unusual just yet... Was the man friends with everybody?! He seemed to be.

"Good things will happen to us," Sierra repeated, casting a glance toward Evelyn. "What do you think that's all about?" Sierra was all about good things happening to her...

When she turned back around, the man was in the process of disappearing, and in no time, he was gone. Merlin, people just come and go so quickly around here...

"You're welcome," Selena said with a bright smile as gears went off in her head. What should she doooo...

Selena was halfway done with her half when Dianna asked a question. She then nodded her head quickly. "Yeah, Rex something, he was down by the lake I guess, he was the one who helped me carry Emma to the healer's office," Selena explained. And Merlin knew Selena would never be able to lug Emma there herself so she was quite grateful.

Ah.... Dianna nodded as she finished the last of her chocolate. Man, she was fast. Wiping her hands on a piece of tissue she said, "Okay. Well that's nice of him." she smiled. She made a mental note to thank him one of these days.

"Now that's cleared, any news on your love life?" she raised a brow.

A cute observations... ha ha... so funny.

Though, Ikenna did say she was one of the most accomplished potioneers of our time... and she was. "Isabelle, is it?" She asked and looked up at the woman, then smiled. "We met at the feast... a pleasure to see you again."

Braeden laughed with amusement as Emma quickly grew flustered and began to stutter out apologies. Hehehe. Aww. He'd really made her feel bad. That wasn't very nice, Mr. Stonem. "It's alright, don't worry about it; I was only teasing," the boy assured her, unable to wipe the amused smile off his face. But she was just so funny and cute getting all apologetic like that. He wanted to just ruffle her hair the way he did to his little sister when she was being cute (something that annoyed her greatly), but that would've just been weird.

"Oh, of course. If you want, as soon as the football lessons are over, we'll get started on Quidditch. Or viceversa," said the boy with a smile, chuckling softly as Emma thanked him again for offering to teach her football. "You're quite welcome," he replied, amused by her enthusiasm. He couldn't remember ever meeting someone so full of energy before; it was rather contagious, really. And then the third year Slytherin was offering to get him some butterbeer. At this, Braeden's eyebrows rose. "How about I get you a butterbeer?" he counter-offered (if there's such a thing). But he couldn't have a little third year pay for his butterbeer! It felt… wrong, or weird; like he was taking advantage of her or something. Besides, he'd been the one who dropped his butterbeer on her journal, he should be the one getting her things here.

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Originally Posted by Droo

Hecate listened to Gevrik with raised eyebrows. "Hmmm... I suppose... What was your name again? Mister... Hitter?" Something like that.

"Stryker, Mademoiselle Lafay. Stryker." It wasn't like it was a hard name to remember...

"So, what brought you here?"

Selena nodded as she opened her bag and pulled out a lollipop. Hehehe. Because they were freaking awesome. Duh. "Wanna lollipop-pop?" Selena asked with a smile. She nodded again. Yup. So it was nice of him but seriously, Alan didn't need to show up. It was his fault after all.

She shrugged. "Nope, not a thing," Selena chirped. "What about your love life? Existent or dead?" Selena asked with a smirk.

Emma started smiling because of Brae's smile. It was so hard NOT to smile and be serious. Phew, he was only teasing. "Oh, well, okay!" she said, laughing a bit at her own silliness. Gosh, he must think I'm six or something... she thought for a minute.

AWESOME! "Sounds like a plan!" she exclaimed, beaming him a smile. She was just so excited... Or was it the sugar that she and Sel ate earlier? Hmmmm.... The blonde didn't know.. It was either the sugar or just natural hyperness. Then he was offering to get her a butterbeer instead. Wow, he was a gentlemen. A lot of guys were very gentlemen like this year. Umm.. Should she? "Umm.. Yes please, but next time we meet up, I'm shouting you one, because it's only fair." she said, smiling at him. "And you can't argue that."