Seriously, Keller was just asking to be punched. Ascanius always liked to dance a fine line, but dangling his girlfriend in front of him like string to a mouse was not cool. Keller could see it in Ascanius' face that he was actually sincerely curious as to where his girlfriend was and so the fact that he was being purposefully ambiguous and a right awful jerk was not helping his case. If he wanted to be hit, Ascanius was so ready and willing to do it. He had enough pent up anomosity at Keller to go through with it even if he didn't, he still would have, but he kept his cool to see if he could get SOME kind of information out of Keller.

Or maybe Ascanius was being too harsh on him. Maybe he was too dull to know where Penelope was. He didn't always seem like the brightest in the bunch, which was, honestly, rich coming from Ascanius who capitalized on the broad strokes and not the finite details in life.

Pushing all of that under the rug so he could think instead of fly his fists around, Ascanius took a deep breath and replied with tension obvious in his voice, "I am important to her, Keller. Obviously more important to her right now then you are to Anya." That was low of him. Yes. But Ascanius never did play nice. It was just one of things that, when it came to interacting with other boys, Ascanius did not understand the point of being nice. All guys were the same underneath. Just different shiny wrappers to cover it up. "So if you know where she is, can you cut it out and just tell me?"

Oh so they were going to go down THIS road. Okay, Ascanius was just going to leave it at his one little comment, but if Keller wanted to harp on it, Ascanius was not one to turn it down. With a smirk on his face now as opposed to Jackob, he retorted, "You know what that meant, Keller. Don't play dumb."

Why was Jake even here, again? When did the thought ever cross his mind that he should even acknowledge Ascanius' presence? Whenever it was, Jake regretted it. Because there was no way he could just give in now. He knew he would never live it down if he did. This was a matter of pride now.

And that comment, right there... that wounded Jake's. And he was not going to let that slide. "Leave her out of it," he said, working hard to keep his voice level. He didn't wanna show the guy that he was getting under his skin. On the other hand, though, he couldn't let him talk about Anya like that. Jake knew how she felt about him. That was what mattered.

Once again, he ignored the question. "I'm not playing." ...Wait. Shoot. "I'm not dumb." Clearly. "You have no clue what you're talking about, Stark. Don't butt into business that isn't yours." Jake raised an eyebrow quickly before squaring his jaw. "Why don't you worry about your own girlfriend instead of someone else's? Then maybe you'd know she got knocked out at the Quidditch scrimmage."

This was slowly getting out of hand. Ascanius could feel it in the hot red anger brewing in his stomach and he could see it on the face of Keller that now they were aiming to kill with words. Every comment, every jab was calculated so that it would hurt the opposing guy's pride. And right now, they both were tearing the mickey out of each other. Ascanius was totally fine dishing out whatever he could, but when it came to Penelope every word was like rubbing salt in a open wound. Painful. Really painful.

But it seemed like the way that Ascanius hated Penelope's name being thrown around, the similar reaction seemed to come from Jake when Anya's name was thrown around. Huh. Interesting. So Mr. Pouty-Face-My-Life-Is-Horrible-All-I-Do-Is-Complain had feelings. Well, that was a plot twist he did not see coming. And honestly, he didn't care.

"I like Anya quite a bit, Keller." That was true. He thought she was a riot and it was pretty obvious that Anya felt the same way about herself. "So I'm not bringing her into this to disrespect her... I'm doing it to annoy you." And it seemed like it was working. He was just going to be blunt about it. They were out for blood, might as well be honest about it.

He let Keller's dumb moment go because if he harped on all of the times Keller made an idiot out of himself they would have been there all day. And Ascanius was really here to see his girlfriend, not Keller. Although, part of Ascanius did want to ask how he got his hair to look that way... what gel gel he used and whatnot. There was also a part of Ascanius that wanted to point out that Anya was NOT Jake's girlfriend, but he why kick the guy when he was already SO down for the count.

Speaking of his girlfriend, Keller brought her up again in a way to tweak Ascanius. Biting down really hard so his jaw became even more defined, Ascanius tried to say calmly, "I AM worrying about her, idiot. That is why I am talking to yo-"

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He grit his teeth and took a step a Jake, "She WHAT?"

The realization was slowly dawning on Jake that if this conversation didn't end soon, it was going to end up worse rather than better. He was pretty sure that Ascanius was doing the same thing he was. And... that became really obvious when Stark openly stated that he was trying to annoy Jake. Rolling his eyes, Jake looked at Ascanius. "Grow up." See, it was okay for him to say that because he never openly stated that he was just trying to get on the other boy's nerves.

For a second, Jake thought he had won. He knew he had a point - Ascanius should have known that Penelope was injured. Jake knew. Most of Hogwarts probably knew. There were a lot of people in the stands watching the game. Ascanius should've worried when he didn't hear from her afterward... he was not the idiot here. He did, however, glare at the naming-calling.

He was prepared to retort, too, until Stark stepped up to him. To Jake's credit, though, he held his ground. He met the other boy's gaze, looking up slightly to meet his eyes. "She got knocked out. Took a broom handle to the chin right at the start." He didn't say which broom it was. He wasn't proud of the fact, of course. He'd been practically traumatized when it happened. And he still felt horrid about it. He didn't need Ascanius to tel him what an awful friend he was for hurting her. Jake had a feeling that he wouldn't take the 'it was an accident, things happen in Quidditch' excuse.

Grow up? That was rich. Keller was older then Ascanius and was acting in the same manner as Ascanius and Keller was telling HIM to grow up? If anyone had any growing up to do, it was Keller. At least Ascanius was mature enough to admit that he was going for the kill. Keller was still trying to dance around the subject like a little girl at his tea party. Well, Ascanius was never one for tea parties- he was a fencer. He did things with purpose and line and reason. There was no need to hide his reasons- ever. If Keller needed to hide behind the shroud of his proper behavior, he could.

So he scoffed at his grow up dig and simply said, "Sure, its me. At least I can admit that I know I'm being a jerk about it. You can't, which says a lot about your character or lack thereof." Thereof was seriously the most amazing word in the dictionary besides rue. Rue was a good word too.

But all of the petty nonsense was pushed aside when he heard that Penelope had been hurt. Nothing else mattered. He and Keller could do all of this stupid stuff later and Ascanius would be more than glad to continue whatever was going on. But now, after a day of no contact with her, he finally knew why. This was why he had not spoken to her- she had been injured and badly too. So when Jake looked up a little at Ascanius to show his manly demeanor or some stupid thing, Ascanius just rolled his eyes and said as seriously as he could, "How did it happen? Who was the idiot who decided THAT was a smart play?" This was why Ascanius hated Quidditch besides the height thing, it was unnecessary violence up in the air.

Okay. There was no way Jake was getting into a discussion about character with Ascanius. Because Jake was pretty sure he was no better than him. At least Jake didn't flirt with every girl that walked by him. Yeah... they could definitely talk about character, and Jake would have a mouthful. But that would have to happen at another time when Ascanius wasn't so up-tight about his girlfriend.

Taking a step back, Jake looked away from Ascanius. "It wasn't a play, idiot. Who in their right mind would think 'Hey, let's knock out our seeker. Cause a diversion!'" He shook his head, rolling his eyes. "It was an accident, of course." Seriously. Why would a team purposely knock out their seeker? Did this guy know NOTHING about Quidditch?

But... to actually answer the question.... "She was just... at the wrong place at a bad time. She got too close to the other person... and they were kinda uncontrollably falling toward the ground. And when they pulled up to catch themselves... Penelope's head was there." Jake grimaced, remembering it. Merlin, it was a nasty hit. How many times had he told Penelope he was sorry?

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Okay. There was no way Jake was getting into a discussion about character with Ascanius. Because Jake was pretty sure he was no better than him. At least Jake didn't flirt with every girl that walked by him. Yeah... they could definitely talk about character, and Jake would have a mouthful. But that would have to happen at another time when Ascanius wasn't so up-tight about his girlfriend.

Taking a step back, Jake looked away from Ascanius. "It wasn't a play, idiot. Who in their right mind would think 'Hey, let's knock out our seeker. Cause a diversion!'" He shook his head, rolling his eyes. "It was an accident, of course." Seriously. Why would a team purposely knock out their seeker? Did this guy know NOTHING about Quidditch?

But... to actually answer the question.... "She was just... at the wrong place at a bad time. She got too close to the other person... and they were kinda uncontrollably falling toward the ground. And when they pulled up to catch themselves... Penelope's head was there." Jake grimaced, remembering it. Merlin, it was a nasty hit. How many times had he told Penelope he was sorry?

He took a step back. That was a good sign, it meant that Keller understood that he was not messing around. He did not do inbetween answers very well. As much he was fine with twisting and turning his words around and saying fanciful things to girls, he was not patient himself when it came to semantics. He always preferred just being told straight up what was going on, especially when it dealt with people he cared about. Like when Mannie got into a fight back home- Ascanius was furious with Sybil for trying to sugar coat it. SO he did not want to have to ask again what happened to his girlfriend.

"That wasn't what I meant, Keller. It was a rhetorical question... do I need to be literal with you? Are you seriously that slow?" Because he did not have the patience right now to deal with all of that on top of his panic about Penelope. He just wanted straight answers. Was that SO hard? No, he didn't think so.

When Anya's thing spoke again, Ascanius rolled his eyes angrily. What kind of idiot would NOT watch where they were going and hurt her. Whoever this guy was, because a girl would never be that careless, they better pray they never ran in with Ascanius. He hated the word protective, but it was fitting in a lot respects. Yeah, totally. So he asked point blank, "Who WAS this idiot?" Yes, idiot.

Gregory Kennedy was in SEARCH of his lovely, perfect daughter... WHERE WAS SHE? Greg had a gift box tucked under his arm as he scanned the immediate area for Jacklyn. Hmmm.

HOGWARTS CHILDREN! They would CERTAINLY know the prettiest girl at school! "OI! HEY KIDS! Youuuuuu! Have you seen this girl?!" he asked as he shoved a wallet sized picture of Jacklyn (ADDY) in their face area. "Jacklyn. I am her FATHER. I have a gift for her and surely she is here, no?" he said on one breath.

WHERE WAS HIS DAUGHTER?

When Penelope woke up and eventually realized what day it was, she ignored how sick she felt, leaped out of bed, and dressed herself as quickly as possible, not even bothering trying to cover up the bruise from the scrimmage or to brush her semi-messy hair. It was just too long to bother with when she needed to get down to Hogsmeade NOW. And even though it probably wasn't the best idea what with the cold she seemed to have caught, she ran the whole way from the common room to the little village down the road, stopping only when she reached the sorta crowded main street.

She had to stop then anyway, as she tried to catch her breath, leaning forward and resting her hands on her knees. It was really more like she was half-coughing, half-wheezing, but the goal was the same: trying to catch her breath and not die. Because she was pretty sure Ascanius would be even more upset if she died on her way to Honeydukes. And she'd be equally as upset. So that should be avoided.

But Merlin, running after being hit in the head and dealing with some sort of cold was not a good idea. Her head throbbed slightly with every cough!wheeze she made and she really just wanted to collapse on her bed and continue trying to just sleep it off. But there was no way she was moving another step until she caught her breath, so it looked like she was basically stuck there for a few minutes.

Oh well. He could deal with waiting a couple more minutes.

Ronnie walked along the main street of Hogsmeade, looking at everything and everyone around her. It was nice to finally be back here, she always really loved the trips to Hogsmeade. It really helped clear her head, which is just what she needed today. She needed to just relax and forget about all the studying and homework back at Hogwarts...

As she walked, she noticed a familiar little girl skipping along with a bunch of chocolate frogs. Ronnie grinned.

Hazel.

"Hey, Hazel!" she said after pushing through some people to get to her. Jeez, it sure was crowded today... "You've got a lot of frogs there. she laughed, pointing at the frogs she was carrying. "I'm guessing you've been to Honeydukes?"

Hazel's eyes widened as Ronnie walked up. "SISSY!!!" she cried with a chocolate-frog-mouth as she jump-tackle-hugged her friend. "I KNOW it's a lot. That's the point, silly goose!" Silly Ronnie! Didn't she know that the more candy the better? "I went to Honeydukes and bought these ALL on my own! I even counted the money by myself!!!" BEEEEEAM.

Ronnie laughed, hugging Hazel back. As she pulled away, she shook her head laughing. "Yes, yes I know." she said.

She raised her eyebrows. "Did you now?" she asked. "That's awesome!" she smiled. "I gotta stop there sometime today..." she muttered to herself, glancing over at Honeydukes and then back at Hazel. Well, of course she had to stop by there...why wouldn't she? Honeydukes was one of the only reasons she loved coming here!

"So, how have you been lately? I haven't seen ya in a while," Ronnie said, shifting her bag a little that was slung on her shoulder. It was nice to see Hazel...Ronnie had missed the adorable little girl!

Hazel giggled, sticking her tongue out. "Good. You better!"

She nodded excitedly. "Yup! It was 5 sickles per frog, so ten frogs... five... ten... fifteen... twenty... twenty-five... thirty... thirty-five... fourty... fourty-five... fifty sickles!! So then..." Her face scrunched up. C'mon, Ammie taught me this! "Two galleons and 16 sickles total! ...Or was it three galleons...?" STILL. She did ALL that maths!!

Hazel grinned. "I've been really good! But more importantly... what have YOOOU been up to, missy? 'Cause I heard you got a booooooooooyfriend!" How did Hazel know? Cause Ronnie's boyfriend was Hazel's big BROTHER, that's how! "I've missed you. Where have you beeeeeeeen?" she whined.

He stared at her, wondering if she even knew him. Really though, why would CHRISTOPHER ever do that? He did a lot of things to help around the house but laundry was no one of them. Especially not after that one time. "I'm not allowed to wash the clothes anymore because....I shrunk my favorite jumper that one time and then the washer exploded with soap bubbles that other time....." Yeah, he didn't have the best of luck when it came to laundry.

"I remember a looooot but I don't remember you being demanding." She was definitely loud....but they had both been yelling that one time and he had been upset and a lot had been going on that one time so he couldn't exactly call her demanding. Just.....LOUD.

Before he managed to completely catch his breath, he began laughing more than was necessary. "H-how....." He shook his head, and waited about thirty seconds and began talking fluently again. "How is that possible if you DON'T like dancing?!" Or...maybe she liked dancing and just didn't want to dance with him?! But he doubted that was it. EVERYONE would love to dance with him....right?

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Chris did WHAT to the washer!? "HAHA! I bet that was FUN! all the soapy bubbles everywhere!" yeah FUN Ariana would of had a party in that that's for sure. hmm Maybe they could do that someday! Overflow the washer with soap and have a Bubble!Party that would be totes awesome!


"well Im Always Demanding.. And I've Always Have been. But that doesnt mean we Can't be awesome together!" yeah they would be AWESOME together like WHOA! "So Are you going to be awesome with me or whattt??" cause they could be an AWESOME awesome team together and rule the world!! err at least dream right?


And Now he was laughing.. a lot o.O what was so funny!? Ariana laughed along with him for what it was worth but thennnn

ERRRR Chris say Whatttt.... .. Caught red handed Ariana Logan! Err.... "Okay Okay You caught me... i actually like to dance." she did she did! she loved to dance and she was good at it. took lessons for a while but found that she didn't need them cause she was just that darm good. yeah. yeah she was hmpf.