Tag walked into the great hall with a big smile on his face and a growling empty stomach inside him. He sat down at the Gryffindor table but didn't know what to eat. Mainly, it was because it was his birthday and there wasn't a feast happening for him, sadly enough. So, there weren't all these choices he had in his mind that morning,spread out before him at the moment.

His mommy told him to always dress in nice clothes for his birthday,always. Even if visitors weren't coming by he should be happy for having another birthday to celebrate. And he was. Now he'd be a Big Irish Man because he was getting old as a old person, 12. Frightening. Tag figured if he dressed with a younger look he'd be younger. But he was a big man, but the big man was hungry.

Anya did her best to control her usual skipping. Why? Because behind her back, she was carefully holding two plates. Two plates of pasta for her very favorite first year.

She smirked seeing the blonde Irish man in the world's cutest hat. "Ahem. Happy Birthday Tag." she said with a grin. "It's got a bit of fruit on it... because I don't want your mum to kill me for feeding you dessert first thing in the morning."

She placed the plates on the table and slid them across. "I got the first birthday wish in, right?" Hopefully. She nearly knocked a few girls down the stairs to get down here quickly.

Tag's spirits were awoken when Anya plopped down across from her told him happy birthday and slid two plates of pasta towards him. His head shot up, a wide grin spreading over his face as he dove into the chocolate pasta first, of course. "Thanks for the birthday present-or err food.Ahh, its a present." He said in a fast, but choked voice as spoonfuls of pasta went into his mouth.

"My mum wouldn't kill you-its not in her heart." Tag said shrugging it off."What gets me going is kitkat bars."

"Yeah you were the first one to say Happy Birthday to me.And it means alot, you're my first Hogwarts friend, so, thanks for everything so far." He said happily, actually taking a moment to stop his execcsive chewing and giving her a warm smile. Is that why your face's all red?Cause you wanted to be first?" He asked. Because she had been cooking the pasta up all night. "How'd you get the chocolate inside?" Tag had never seen anything like it. It was like magic!

Anya grinned. "Do you like it?" she asked happily. "Made it myself." For the most part anyway.

She smiled. "Good to know. Don't want to get on her bad side already." Considering in about a week she'd be spending the holidays with them. AndshewasSUPERexcitedaboutit! "And I'll keep the kit-kat bit in mind too." In case she ever needed a hyper Tag.

She smiled. "Good." She'd have to apologize later to her fellow Gryffindors. She played with her hair a bit. "Yeah. I kinda ran here. Wanted to be the first." That... wasn't something to be embarrassed about, was it? "It's made of chocolate." Well... one of them was. The lasagna just had a chocolate layer. "It's made like normal pasta."

WOAH. TIME HAD FLOWN. LIKE, LITERALLY. WHAT MONTH WAS IT? SHE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW. SHE HAD TO FIND OUT.
Rose ran up to a random student and bounced up and down. 'What month is it?' she sang, smiling. She was so confused. It was as if she'd been reborn again. She knew not of what was going on. SHE NEEDED GOSSIP AS WELL! YES. GOSSIP. AND TO SEE RONNIE. BECAUSE HER BEST FRIEND WAS BACK, BABY!
Yes, she was slightly hyper.
No, that didn't shock her.
Yes, she did like being hyper.

"Of course I love it." He said happily, rolling up another mouthful of pasta onto his fork and digging it into his mouth."Really? You can cook?" What type of question was that? If she said she made it, then obviously she had cooked it herself.


"My mom will love you,trust me. I think you'll get along nicely." There shouldn't be anything to worry about. His mother loved everyone,or just about everyone. As he stopped he took a bite out of the lasagna. And then took another share of the chocolate pasta.Tag looked up when she announced she had run down here just to say Happy Birthday."You ran? You didn't hit anyone,did you?" Maybe she wanted to give him the food hot? That could be reasonable. "You were and are first.Well, the pasta is good..Thanks again." He said smiling as he leaned over and petted her hair.

Anya grinned happily. Then she grabbed a nearby apple and started to munch on it. She shrugged lightly at question. "I can make some things." Pies mostly. And she knew how to work the pasta hand crank. Smoothies. She knew how to make a good smoothie as well.

She grinned once more. "Good. I'm sure I'll like her as well." How could she not? She was meeting Tag's parents. The two people who were to blame for the incredible Irish in front of her.

She nodded. "Possibly..." she said playing with her hair a bit. Yeah... she mentioned she wanted to be the first to say Happy Birthday, right? And, in her defense, she had yelled for people to get out of her way.

She blinked. Was that a hair pet? Were they doing that now? Because Anya wasn't going to lie. Because she kinda wanted to play with his hair.

"So twelve years old. You feel any different?"

That's it. She announced she could make some thing. And some things were better than nothing. Anya would become Tag's personal chef-you know-if she wanted to be. "Well if you can make some things you will be my personal chef. If you want to." It wasn't a matter of choice,really, but he wouldn't force her to be one if she didn't want to.

"Possibly, that's not very good. Well, as long as you said sorry if you did hit them,I guess its not all bad." Tag said while shrugging.

"I still feel short-like a leprechaun. But I'm a big boy now, I'll grow into my skin. I hear when you turn thirteen its different. You would know-how is it being thirteen?" He wanted to know all about being older and having so much more fun.

Anya grinned. "Is it really that good?" she asked. Because if he liked it that much... of course she'd cook for him! Maybe she'd even ask her mum to teach her to make other things.

She played with her hair again. "I'm sure they knew I didn't mean it..." Probably right? She couldn't remember if she said sorry or not though. It was like it was a blank spot. One second she was knocking kids down. The next she was here.

She smiled. "Yes. You will. You'll be nice and proper sized one day." Unless he really was a leprechaun. Which... she was pretty sure he was already bigger than a leprechaun.

Not that she'd ever encountered one.

She shrugged. "Thirteen doesn't feel much different actually."

"Yeah, of course it is. Its coming from you, isn't it?" That was a compliment, in case she began to wonder. He dug into his pasta some more, making sure to use his napkin,because at home he kind of just finished his pasta without wiping his mouth. His family had gotten used to it and didn't make a fuss over it. Still, he didn't want to scare Anya."Best birthday present EVER!" He said enthustiastically, a wide smile spreading over his face.

"Anya Phillips purposely hitting people..Nah, they'll know it was by accident. Gummy bear girl wouldn't purposely hit people just to get to me." He said shrugging it off. Really, someone who loved gummy bears was not capable of hurting people.

"I hear, when you turn twelve you get to ride the big boy slides. Is that true? Can I ride the big boy slide at the playground?" A rumor that needed to be confirmed.

"You are like the nicest boy I've ever met." Anya said with the world's widest grin. She'd have to keep Tag around. He was excellent for the self esteem. And just plain excellent.

Although... that little blonde may end up giving her a big head.

She giggled. "I hope so. Because I honestly can't even remember who I hit. I think it was some first years... but who knows." Maybe she'd just make a big 'I'm sorry' poster or something for the stairway.

"Yup. You can ride it. You can ride the big roller coasters now too! And maybe even sit in the front seat of cars!" she said with a nod. There were lots of fun things to do with growing up. "I bet you'll even start liking girls soon."

Aww, that was so nice of her to say. Tag stared at his pasta for a few seconds, not wanting to catch Anya's eyes as he could feel himself burning his cheeks up with the compliment, or he thought it was one."Thanks."

"I don't really like roller coasters, but sitting in the front of the car seems like the cool, 'in' thing to do. Besides, I can finally say "shot gun" and try to get the front seat." Something he would do his best to accomplish now that he got the chance.

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"Right-err..yeah girls-I..guess?" He said confused with himself and what she had decided on dropping.

So it was a birthday for a fellow first year. That -means he was turning 12... "Happy Birthday. Now tell me what does it feel like to be 12? I mean is there anything you regretted not doing when you were 11? Tell me please, as i want to do it while i am still 11... you see my birthday is in February and turning 12 is rather daunting for me" Sarah said eagerly, though she rather regretted saying it as it may be be irritating to an 'older' person now that he is 12...

Anya grinned. She liked Tag. He was just... so much fun. And. She could make him blush. Which was fun as well.

She nodded. "Yeah. Front seats are better. You get a better view." And who wouldn't want that?

She blinked. "Yeah... girls..." she said slowly. He knew what that was, right? "I don't think it'll happen right away though." She was a few months older than 13 and didn't really have the crazy teenager hormone gene kick in.

When Sarah came down for breakfast that morning, her hot-chocolate was already cold. Good -as she was eager to try out a new spell she had learnt. " Chaw-den-sis" said she and rotated her hand from her wrist, preforming the Chaudensis charm with her wand. Steam rose from it - now much better. Ahh... the liquid warmed her insides.

Whoa. Whoa. WHOA!

Tiffany was enjoying her conversation with her friends and all those delicious food when suddenly she was kind of disrupted by someone who literally just showed up in front of her and asked her questions. She didn't even know this girl.

The third year scanned through this girl from head to toe. Apparently she was a senior to her. Senior. "It is February now,"Tiffany replied, still not yet recovered by that shock made by this senior girl. Maybe she was just being really really happy about something that made her that excited so she had come and scream at her out loud. Anyway, Tiffany just needed some time to calm herself down.

Isla hurried into the Great Hall out of the cold. She hope that at least one of her friends was here as she had not spoken to anyone since the night before and she was beginning to find herself feeling quite lonely. She sat down with a sigh. No one was here yet.

Ronnie walked into the Great Hall, feeling starved. Ugh. She just wanted to stuff her face with as much food as possible, she was so hungry. She made her way to the Gryffindor table, seeing that it was rather empty. She spotted a girl sitting by herself, looking rather lonely. She walked up to her and plopped next to her, turning to smile at her. "Hi, do you mind if I sit here?" she asked, hoping not to have startled her.

Isla jumped slightly when the girl infront of her spoke as she had been miles away thinking about her potions essay that she had yet to finish.
"Oh, no of course not! Please take a seat."Isla said to the girl who look slighly older that her. "I'm Isla, it's nice to meet you"She said sticking out her hand.

Ronnie felt a little sorry that she had startled the girl. Hm. Oh well. She smiled and plopped down next to the girl. "Thank you!" she said, taking a plate and looking around the table at the food, wondering what she should eat. She turned to the girl as she spoke. "Nice to meet you too, Isla! I'm Ronnie." she said, shaking Isla's outstretched hand. "What year ya in?" she asked.

Paulie was NERVOUS.

And totally confused. On one hand, he was trying to AVOID Adam, and on the other, he just wanted to FIND him and spill everything. The Gryffindor made his way down from the common room and to the Great Hall, where he walked on autopilot over to the Lions' table. His eyes scanned the table.. Adam? Adam?

.. No Adam.


The boy was disappointed and relieved at the same time. With his nasally cold only getting worse, he slumped onto the bench before him and began putting some roast beef onto his plate. Hopefully he'd be able to taste it.

Adam headed into the Great Hall and towards the Gryffindor table rather hungry. He had been so busy doing his homework out on the grounds that he had completely lost track of time, and skipped right through his lunch. As he made his way over to the benches Adam spotted no one other than his best mate. He hadn't really seen him since their big chat about Adam's decision to break up with Louisa, which was needless to say I heavy topic, so Adam was hoping that perhaps this time they could have a cheerful on.

Adam plopped down on the bench right next to Paulie, giving his best mate a little pat on the shoulder as he did so. "Hey Cyclops. What's good to eat?" Adam asked, pulling over one of the goblets to pour himself some water.

There was a slap on his shoulder, and while Paulie turned his head to see who it was, he simultaneously heard the guy call him 'Cyclops.' He stared at Adam for a moment, his mouth open slightly. As if matters couldn't be worse, Adam was so nonchalant and even cheery. Gosh, make him feel even MORE guilty. Soon enough Adam wouldn't be so lighthearted..

Paulie swallowed and looked down at his food. "Oh, hey Adam.." He busied himself by picking up his fork and knife and cutting his roast beef.. into quite misshapen pieces. "Uh, I guess the roast beef looks good." Even though Paulie was no longer feeling hungry enough to eat much of it. A cough started to catch in his lungs, and he directed his face toward his shoulder, as not to get any germs on Adam or anyone else. He cleared his throat.

Uhmmmmm. HOW did he tell Adam that he had KISSED the other Gryffindor's very recent ex-girlfriend for whom Adam PROBABLY still harbored feelings. "So, what's new..?"

Adam's smile faltered slightly as he took a moment to take in his friend's slightly unusual behavior. Usually Paulie was so cheerful and happy whenever they hung out but today he was just seeming...weird. Adam took a piece of roast beef off of the large platter in front of them and placed on his plate, before cutting off a piece and shoving it into his mouth. He stopped mid chew as his friend began to cough into the opposite shoulder, the piece of meat making his cheek puff out slightly. Using his hand Adam gave Paulie a little clap on the back. "Have you picked up a cold? I hear there's a nasty one going around the moment," Adam said, once he had finished chewing and swallowing.

What's new? "Not really much of anything to be honest. Just dealing with home stuff. What about you? Anything of interest happen recently?"

The twentieth of February dawned bright and early, yet Sarah was ready for it with gusto. She had quiclkly gotten dressed that morning, putting a pretty ribbon in her hair and made her way downstairs. First - party hats, she used the spell she had learne in transfiguration to make really cool ones. She spread them out on the table for all to take. Next she blew up special birthday balloons her grandmother had sent her. Great now with a flourish she put down the birthday cake she had made the previous night. It looked so yummy. Ooh.. she loved parties, she was the biggest party animal that ever existed. She waited anxiously for the birthday owl from her mother. She hoped someone would come to her party. It was not everyday that one turned 12.