Milton's eyebrows furrowed as he stared at the tie. He shook his head and closed his eyes, resting his forehead on Anya's knee. "No, I'm fine," he grumbled quietly. But no one seemed to believe him. Probably because he was a liar.

"I'm serious too, Anya. I'm not letting my team down again just because of some stupid headache." Milton rubbed one of his temples and sighed. "I am completely fine." Yes, and that is why he was curled up on the couch in a dark corner with his head in Anya's lap acting like a total baby. Because he was fine. Really.

Anya looked at him and frowned. She rubbed his shoulder a little as he practically cuddled into her lap. "Don't lie to me." She knew him well enough to tell when he was lying. And was right now.

That. And. She was sure that anyone would be able to tell with how he's acting.

"Milton..." she said softly. "I'm... pretty sure this is more than just a headache..."

He had to know she was right. "Just... forget quidditch for a minute and don't be stupid about this..."

Sigh. Milton knew that he could never lie to Anya. Well, he TRIED, but she always knew and apparently Milton wasn't good at learning lessons. "I'm not lying," he LIED. Oh wow, he was dumb, huh? Maybe Kurumi was right. He was a fake Ravenclaw, wasn't he?

"Anyaaa," he groaned. "I told you, I'm fine. I get headaches all the time. No big deal." Although, him saying that probably just made it worse. Again, not so bright. Milton sighed and sat up slowly. He rested his elbows on his legs and buried his face in his hands and stayed quiet for a moment. "I'm not being stupid, I'm being a captain. A good captain. I'm have to play, okay? I'm not going to miss another game." Why couldn't she understand that?

Anya narrowed her eyes. "Milton..." she groaned.

He needed to stop. He knew she knew he was lying. And he better be glad that he was feeling bad. Because, it totally warranted a nice little hit to the arm.

But Anya refrained.

She frowned. She scooted a little closer toward him. She started rubbing her back. "And I get that..." she cooed in a soft voice. "But... that's really no excuse not to take care of yourself. They'll understand." And if not... they'd have her to deal with. Because she was obviously intimating.

"I really don't want you to play."

Yeah, okay, Milton was done lying for the most part. Anya wasn't stupid and she was definitely seeing straight through him and his words. He sighed again when he noticed Anya scoot closer. Her hand rubbing his back actually relaxed him a little bit, so that was nice. "I'll take care of myself after the match is over." After they won and beat the snot out of Slytherin. Because they HAD to win. And there was no way Milton was going to miss the match because of his headache.

Milton frowned and shook his head. "But this isn't about you, Anya... This is about me being a captain and making sure we win." It was his responsibility, wasn't it?

Anya frowned. "What if that's too late?" she asked seriously. Yes. She was that worried about him. And... it really bothered her that she may be the only one that was.

"This isn't about being a good captain either." she shot back. She narrowed her eyes slightly. "And of course it has something to do with me. Everything you do has something to do with me." That's just how things were between them.

"You have got to promise me you won't play. Idon'twantanythingtohappentoyou."

Too late? Milton looked up at her with slight disbelief. "Anya, I'm not dying. For Merlin's sake, it's just a headache, alright?" And there he went lying again. Milton sighed, knowing he would never learn better.

When Anya narrowed his eyes at her, he had to look away and down at the floor. He hated it when she looked at him like that. Anya was really good at making him feel guilty. Milton rubbed his eyes. Everything you do has something to do with me. Milton sighed. Again. "I appreciate the fact that you care about me," more than anyone else, "but you can't stop me from doing this..."

His voice got quieter and a frown set in as he looked at her. He could tell she was upset, and it made him sad too, but... Milton shook his head. "I can't promise that."

Anya fought the urge to glare at him. She leaned forward trying to get a better look at his face. "If you were fine... I'd know." That made sense, right?

Right?

"Milton. I swear. Your pride is going to kill you." Literally. Like. At the match probably. "Can I please be right about this? And if you don't believe me... we can go see the healer."

She leaned back against the couch again. She started rubbing his back again and sat in silence for a few seconds. "What if I make you a deal? You miss your match and I'll miss mine. And instead of playing quidditch... we'll have... an adventure in an empty castle. Twice."

When Anya leaned forward to look at his face, Milton just looked away. He felt bad, but it would be harder to say no to her if he saw what she was looking at him like. And yeah, he knew. Sigh.

Milton shook his head. Really? She thought he was going to die because of this stupid illness that he didn't even HAVE? "Anya, you're right about everything else. It's not fair." And now he probably sounded like a ten year old.

He was silent again for a while. He was tempted to just leave so they didn't have to keep arguing, but he didn't feel like moving. He didn't want to leave Anya on a bad note, either. At the mention of a deal, Milton turned his head to look at her and raised an eyebrow. She was offering to miss her match as long as he didn't go to his? "You're mental. No way. I'm not stopping you from playing."

Anya placed her hands in her lap and played with her hands a little. "I am not being dramatic. It takes a lot longer for your head to heal than any other part of you." Which may or may not have been true.

And there was no shame in that. It was just... biology.

She shook her head. "I know. I'm stopping me." She was that serious about this.

Milton glanced at Anya. Was that true? The brain took longer to heal than anything else? Well, she WAS the daughter of two doctors, so it was believable. So he believed her. But he didn't say anything because he hated it when she was right and he didn't want to admit it.

Cue ANOTHER sigh. "Anya, you are... completely ridiculous." Really! Milton stood up from the couch, but apparently it was too fast because he got dizzy. He immediately sat down on the chair by the table where his homework was and tried to act COOL about it because he knew Anya would be watching. Opening his eyes, he saw the apple again and grabbed it. Maybe food would help. He took a big bite of the apple and looked at Anya for a moment while he chewed on it. "Selina's gonna get ticked off if you don't go." Just saying.

Anya didn't answer. She just watched him... stumble. Did he really think he could play like that?! He was just soooo... frustrating and stubborn and... just... such a guy.

She knew something was wrong and that he wasn't feeling well. And he thought she was the ridiculous one?

She frowned a little when he started eating the apple. She might have lied to him too. And done something completely reckless. But. It wasn't her fault. If he wasn't going to listen... she was just going to let him continue eating. It was for the best.

She stayed in her spot on the couch and shrugged. "Probably." she replied casually. "But I really don't care. You're more important than Selina or quidditch. If she doesn't like it, she can just kick me off the team."

Why was she frowning at him?

Wait. Dumb question. Milton looked away so he didn't have to see her frown and continued to eat his apple. It tasted kind of funny, but he was hungry. Anya really didn't care if Selina kicked her off the team? Milton frowned a little. "You really care about me..." It was more of a mumble, but he knew it was a true statement.

Milton blinked several times and looked at his apple. "This tastes funny..." He looked back up at Anya and swallowed the last bite. Was it old or something? And why did he feel like yawning all of the sudden?

Anya sighed. Yeah. She heard his mumble. "Do you just... not listen when I talk?" Because... that was the point she was trying to make this whole time.

Apparently he needed it in terms of quidditch.

She bit her lip a little and nervously looked at him. Yeah... it tasted funny.

"You're not the only one that lied today." she said simply. She quietly got off the couch and took a seat next to him. She wanted to be close by in case he fell over.

Milton pursed his lips and thought about that one. "I do... sometimes..." No, he obviously knew that Anya cared about him. It was just weird sometimes because no one else cared as much as she did. It was unusual.

He kept watching her as she came over and sat next to him. He wasn't the only one that lied? What was that supposed to mean? Milton stared at her before failing to stifle a yawn. Merlin, when did he get so tired?

Wait... Milton looked at the apple and blinked several times, his eyelids getting heavy. It kind of felt like.... his body was just... falling asleep...

"Anya..." he said quietly before dropping the apple on the ground. "What... thehell..." Milton lifted his heavy head to look at her with eyes that did NOT want to stay open. And he suddenly knew. HE KNEW. She must have put sleeping potion in that apple! "Ihateyousomuch," he mumbled, falling forward into her lap, still fighting the urge to just sleep for the rest of his life.

But after another moment, he knew it was inevitable and Milton finally fell asleep slumped over into Anya. He was so going to be mad when he woke up.

Anya frowned and couldn't meet his eyes. Yeah... she was excepting him to say that. Even so... she had to force herself not to be offended by it. This was for the best. It really was. He needed to go to the hospital wing.

And she was out of options.

Him being mad at her just wasn't the one she would ever be prepared to handle. Even though she knew it was coming.

"Sorry." she whispered quietly. She let out a little oomph sound when his head hit her lap. Yeah... that was probably going to bruise...

She carefully slipped out from underneath him. He laid him gently in the seat and packed up his things. After both bags were packed, she slung them over her shoulder.

Now. She just needed to figure out how to half carry half levitate him out of here and down some stairs. Because... she kind of didn't want to answer any questions until she was in the Hospital Wing.

Ariana walked into the library with some books in her hands and her notes from potions class. She needed to give this truth serum to someone but ugh. she didn't have Anyone to give it to. Lammee. She really needed new friends. or someone she could just give his potion to. She eyed the library. it seemed like only a few students were there and they seemed to be in conversation about something so she decided if anything she'd just go over her potion notes and work on her wand movements and pronouncing spells. after what she almost did to Hudson in defense against the dark arts. yeah she needed to learn how to pronounce that spell geesh.

Opening her potions book and setting out a new piece of parchment and her quill she doodled a bit on her paper before remembering what she was here for. 'potion, right.'. she took off her bad that she had over shoulder and set it on the table as she opened it and pulled out her tiny bottle of perfect truth serum.. err well she hoped it was perfect. Not her fault if it wasn't she did what lafay told her too. she looked around 'Anyone Want To Be A Victim!?' heh.

no really, anyone?

Entering the library, Kurumi grabbed a few books off the shelves and tucked them under her arms before making her way to one of the study tables. She was getting really REALLY antsy recently in anticipation for her university results to be owled to her...and even more nervous about sharing the hopefully good news with Lewis. Romania...it was the BEST dragon breeding and hatchery program out there, but it was also all the way in Romania. She hadn't given any thought to her post-Hogwarts life besides university. One track mind as it were. Now she felt she had to really think about a whole bunch of things at once and it was becoming more and more difficult to focus on her NEWT studies - which were what her books were in relation to right now.

Not looking at where exactly she was sitting, Kurumi ventured a glance up and was surprised to see that she had sat down at a table already occupied by someone. "Oh, sorry Ariana," she mumbled, pulling her books closer to her. "I can go find a different table if you want."

Still with her back to the table so continued scanning the room thinking about walking up just just any old person and making them drink it just because she could and well she was ariana it's not that surprising now is it. she knew those two there (Anya & Milton) were quidditch players but she didn't know them personally or even their names so meh.

Turning back around she was all blahh. she HAD to do this assignment it was just to great NOT to do, and of course none of her friends were speaking to her at the moment... stupid friends. she lifted her head just in time to see Kurumi sit down across from her with loads of books. heh. its like god had answered her prayers. the gryffindor prefect and a truth potion heh. would she go for it though? maybe she already did it with someone else. Could she do it again? hmm. the fourth year set her potion out on the table. "Your fine Kurumi, i can share a table." 'looookkk at the potionn kurumiiii you know you wanna take it for mee' heh hehh were her mind vibes working? probably not

Darn

"Oh, thanks," she smile as her shoulders relaxed a little and she pushed her books back into position and reached down into her bag for her parchment and quill. Her fingers brushed over the vial from Potions, her truth serum, and she paused for a moment. Oh, right. She had that assignment to do as well and she had NO idea who to do it with or what sort of thing to even ask. There were real questions she just HAD to have the answers to and she was a little uneasy drinking someone else's potion.

Last Potions assignment when she had been paired up with someone had been the polyjuice one...with Sierra...and that had broken the Gryffindor to pieces because of what Sierra had done.

And then Kurumi noticed that Ariana had set her vial on the table. "Is...that a hint?" she asked, nodding her head towards the clear liquid.

Ariana watched as the older girl seemed to relax a bit, letting her shoulders down and letting go of her books. Hmm Study books maybe? maybe for her NEWTS? she was like a 6th or 7th year, wasn't she? Ariana didn't care to be honest. But she knew one thing and that was that she was DREADING her OWLS next year ugh no no NO.

The slytherin looked back down to her parchment and began to doodle a bit. heh a volcano over here and the slytherin crest in this corner. she was about to actually open her book when the prefect said something to her. "huh?" she looked up in time to see her nodding off to the potion vial. "oh erm.. well no not really.ExceptItTotallyIs i mean i was hoping to find someone in here who'd take it but there seems to be no one here."

shrug

'unless you volunteer to take it cookie girl. this could benefit both of us. we dont know one another so the truth serum can't do that much damage eh?' But if she didn't want to take it that's cool that would just mean her mind vibes were a major fail today.

Kurumi resisted the urge to raise an eyebrow, but just barely. She had had seven terms of dealing with Slytherins and knew a thing or two about how their mind and actions worked - especially when it came to situations like these. She wasn't stereotyping, per say, but she did notice a general trend going on with such things. Minus Sierra. Sierra always came out and said what she wanted directly to Kurumi's face.

Kurumi reached into her own bag and pulled out her vial, setting it on the table beside Ariana's with the label facing up with her name written on it in careful calligraphy. "I just so happen to need someone to take mine too," she said, eyes on the fourth year now.

Seemed like a sort of win-win situation. After all, Ariana hardly knew a thing about Kurumi so she really couldn't ask anything too personal or awkward and Kurumi didn't really have a mean bone in her body so she wouldn't be asking anything weird either.

"You want to trade?"

GrumbleGrumble Ariana looked at the prefect. 'stop staaaringg. goodness.' she thought. didnt the girls mother teach her it was rude to stare at others hmm. Ariana glanced down at her parchment. heh Dooooodlesss

heh. spaceship.. BLASTOFF. Ariana drew fire coming out from under a spaceship when she heard a clunk of glass be put on the table she looked up slowly. ahh The prefect had her bottle as well. that was interesting to say the least. though she didn't know too much about the captain though that could be awesome she could ask her any random & personal thing in the world and she'd answer, no?

She looked up at the girl placing her hands on the table and linking them together. eyeing the potions once more. If ariana did do her potion wrong this would be a funny way to find out. oh she was such a slytherin.
"it wouldn't hurt i suppose. Are you willing to trade?" you know just confirm that this is happening plus they did have to ask permission and that was asking right?

Poking at her vial and making it spin around a few times before snatching it back up, Kurumi lifted her gaze towards the younger Slytherin and offering her the vial. "I am if you are," she said, palm open with the vial of clear potion resting on it.

She reached into her bag and pulled out her Potions parchment and glanced over the notes. Like waking up from a pleasant nap...so Kurumi wouldn't even remember what had been asked or how she had answered? This was sounding even better by the second.

Folding the parchment up again, Kurumi extended her hand a bit more, waiting to see if she would take it or not.

Heh. The slytherin girl looked at the Gryffindor girl. she sure was strange. she then looked down noting she was holding her vial out for her. Ari picked up her vial and put in in the girls hand as she took hers "alright. Let's do this." ariana really didnt wake up this morning thinking 'i'm going to take kurumi hollingberry's truth serum today' but then again the girl never really did much thinking. Alright Gryffiendor girl. let's do this!