The redheaded Headmistress was NOT a happy camper. For one thing, she'd had her hair accessories rudely RIPPED from her head. For another... her hair had been BRAIDED when she'd sat down in the stands! Braided, for the love of Merlin! BRAIDED! NEATLY! WITH CUTE PINK BOWS ON THE ENDS! Obviously those were gone now...

After the game, she'd had to hurry out from the pitch and to the nearest mirror, where she quickly fixed her bird's nest of a hairdo into a quick upsweep. Satisfied that she looked tidy and presentable (there were PHOTOGRAPHERS around, after all!), the redhead finally made her way to the celebration tent.

Vindictus was lucky that she genuinely liked him, or she'd be screeching at him again. Also, there were members of the wizarding public around. She had to behave for them. So once she walked into the tent, and despite the fact that her precious polka dotted pumps were sinking into the soft earth, Annie made her way over to Vindictus' side. Photobombing, anyone?

"Maaaaaaaaax," she purred, popping up in betwixt him and the seventh year Ravenclaws. "What a good game that was, no?" Of course it was. Hufflepuff had just kicked 'Claw butt big time! "I simply adoreee your robes, by the way. Where ever did you get them?"

They had to be designer. The Bunz could spot quality.

Kurumi gave both Ravenclaws a pat on the back and then took a few steps forward, deciding not to point out to Vivi that for her and Max there would be no proving on THAT pitch next year. So not a good idea to bring that up. "Well, I'm hungry now...and Max just said he could eat all the cupcakes...so let's go grab a plate of whatever is over there," Kurumi suggested just as her stomach began to growl just a little.

Truth be told, Kurumi was more thirsty than hungry now that she got to think about it. She had forgotten to bring a drink with her during her announcing and the late spring air sort of did nothing for her sinuses. Not that she could wear a mask while announcing so she was suffering the consequences of it now.

PUMPKIN JUICE! Kurumi dropped her hands from Vivi and Max and poured herself a nice tall glass of the stuff and took a deeeeeeeeep sip. Oh Merlin how she loved this stuff. Kurumi avoided the cupcakes for now, instead grabbing some fruit, cheese, and crackers, and set them on a plate while she waited for the other two.... just as Professor Vindictus came over and asked for a picture with the two of them.

Third wheel....aaaaaaawkward...

"I'll be over ... there," she said with a small smile as she made her way towards Professor Bentley. "Hello, professor," she said with a small smile, popping a grape into her mouth. She probably should go find some of her Hufflepuff friends....but they all seemed a little wrapped up in their own conversations at the moment and she didn't want to...

Wait...was that Sophie snogging Oakey? Blink blink.

Vivi actually had her hand ON the cupcake, even if Kurumi hadn't given her blessing to eat it yet, when Vindictus appeared. Oh, what? He wanted a photo of her and Max? OF HER?

She nodded stupidly and stepped to the professor's side, lifting up the cupcake like maybe the photographer wanted a picture of that too. It was good she was used to this being photographed thing, because her mouth easily fell into a more pleasant smile than she felt at the moment.

This was odd, Prof V. ODD.

She extended the smile, and a wink, to Lex. "Erm. What newspaper did you say Zed was with, Prof V? The Prophet?" She didn't recognize him.

Just when he decided it might be okay to go for a cupcake, he heard his name being called - along with Vivi's. Oh. Were they in trouble? Should they have not reached for those cupcakes yet? Or... was Professor Vindictus about to get all mushy on them?

No. Even worse - he wanted them to be in a picture. "Erm, sure, Professor Vindictus." Max gave a sympathetic frown to Kurumi and Beezus, then put on a false, bright smile as Vindictus' entourage was suddenly peering at the two seventh years. Zed? Who was Zed? Oh. Probably that one. Max gave a short smile to the man holding a camera before flashing his best(and still completely fake) grin at the camera - until he spotted Vivi out of the corner of his eye. Her and her cupcake. He began to chuckle, grinning stupidly in the process.

...And then the Headmistress was there. Like... awkwardly close. Did she have a weird thing for Vindictus? Wasn't she married?

How kind of her to show up. And completely ignore the players.

It had taken Emmaleigh a while to get moving and leave the stands. She had been preoccupied with watching Max and well, actually feeling guilty that she had wanted that stupid announcer girl to get hurt. Once she had left the stands, Em got caught in the crowd, and couldn’t find Max. Every once in a while she thought she saw his head, but she couldn’t catch up to him. Getting to the tent, she finally got a good look at him and noticed he was with Vivi and Kurumi. She stopped in her tracks and sighed. It looked like he didn’t need her. She was just heading over to him anyways when she heard the Quidditch man himself say he wanted a picture with the two ‘Claws. Right, so, she would just stand over here…

Okay, so Selina wasn't exactly sure what she was doing here. It was good form as a Hogwart's Captain to be in attendance but at the same time- it was not her team. And the redhead was just NOT in a party mood. She just sort of wanted the school year to be over already and for her plans with Danaka to firm up so she could breath easier. This place was beautiful and she adored it with all of her heart, but quidditch season was over. It was time for summer now.

The redhead adjusted her beanie as she ducked her head into the tent, which was a meaningless gesture given her height. Once she entered she saw some people that she knew and she gave them a weak smile. Merlin, she felt bad for Vivi. Losing stunk, but she should have been proud of her team. They played a grand season. As for her Hufflepuff friends... Well they got a smile just because. Good game.

Bee lining for the snack station, Selina grabbed a cupcake. Red velvet was delicious... Always.

"Not a problem," she added. Wondering who the scouts were representing.



"And I'm sure it was." Special, that is. Seren was THIRLLED to know one of HER Lions had that sort of passion and attention to detail. Supporting her friends and so forth. It was good. Very good.

The look on Alexa's face just said it all. It was very amusing watching the girl process this information. Alhtough, she hoped the Lion Cub wouldn't be needing a Heimlich maneuver, she ever was good at those.

And then there was that question. She'd had it before, and no doubt she'd have it again... but it really was quite simple.
"I took the role for a number of reasons. I wanted to be more involved with the student body of the school, and this was the perfect role for me to do so. Secondly, Gryffindor were in need of a Head, and I was available. Just because you're not a Ravenclaw, it doesn't stop you from caring about Vivi does it? So... just because you don't dress in blue it doesn't mean I care any less about you or other Gryffindors, Slytherins and Hufflepuffs. I'm a teacher, all students deserve to have support, guidance and leadership..." and so here she was.



"Hey Kurumi," she greeted, her smile faltering slightly, remembering that the end of term feast wasn't too far away.
"Your commentary was stellar, did you enjoy the match?"

Max inwardly groaned as Annie appeared at his side. Usually, he was glad to see her but in recent weeks he had purposely been avoiding her for two reasons. First of all, she'd been acting like a nutcase and he'd entertained the idea of having her spend a little R and R time in St. Mungo's wrapped up in a nice white jacket. Then there was that little thing he needed to tell her about but he could never find the right time.

"Ah, Headmistress Truebridge. You are a sight for sore eyes," he said, laying on the flattery. "You know that I simply adore Italian designers, especially since Prada started outfitting most of the European league. These are part of the 2080 Spring line that I'm the, erm, spokesperson for."

Grin.

"Zed is with The Q magazine and also freelances with the Prophet," Vindictus answered.

"Cheer up, Max because after this photo, I have a surprise for you," he said and motioned for Zed to get ready to take the picture. "You, too, Vivi."

"Now, everyone smile for the birdie!"

Vindictus smiled at the camera and a bright light flashed from the camera.

Now he was seeing white spots.

Maybe she ought to tell Zed to get in touch with her mother's publicist? Hmm? Instead, Vivi lifted her cupcake even further and smiled broadly, although with her free hand she reached around Prof V's back and gave Max a pinch. You see what coming to parties get us, sir???

"A surprise, sir? Other than cupcakes?" Because please please please let it be about cupcakes. Let her EAT HER CUPCAKE. Selina was over there eating a cupcake! UNFAIR.

Max was still laughing when Zed took the picture, but he nearly jumped out of his Quidditch boots when Vivi pinched him from behind. He gave her a scandalized, open-mouthed expression, but he ended up grinning and poking her side from behind Vindictus. Ha. Gotcha back.

...A surprise?

"What is it, sir?" Max didn't like surprises. He nodded quickly in agreement with Vivi's suggestion. A CUPCAKE surprise was the best kind of surprise.

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Max inwardly groaned as Annie appeared at his side. Usually, he was glad to see her but in recent weeks he had purposely been avoiding her for two reasons. First of all, she'd been acting like a nutcase and he'd entertained the idea of having her spend a little R and R time in St. Mungo's wrapped up in a nice white jacket. Then there was that little thing he needed to tell her about but he could never find the right time.

"Ah, Headmistress Truebridge. You are a sight for sore eyes," he said, laying on the flattery. "You know that I simply adore Italian designers, especially since Prada started outfitting most of the European league. These are part of the 2080 Spring line that I'm the, erm, spokesperson for."

Grin.

Blah blah blah, students had won, blah blah blah, the two standing next to him were probably going to be recruited. Yeah, great. Anastasia just wanted to know what her Deputy Headmaster had been doing all term... and WHY he had been avoiding her? Yeah she could see right through his little flattery. It was very tempting to pinch his ear.

But no, the photographers would take that the wrong way. So instead she was going to cling to his elbow like wax to a broomstick. "I did hear about that," she agreed in a charming tone, "but I didn't realize you were representing them." She popped out of the photo just before the flashbulb went off and then was back in his ear in a second.

"Is that where you've been all term, hmm? Busy with your more important job?" The calm facade was fading... Bunz must be needing sugar. The redhead did swipe a cupcake off the nearby tray though, since everyone was eating them and they looked scrumptious. She licked its icing off its top in a steady motion, still eying Vindictus like a cat sizing up its prey.

Ugh. For the record, she did not want to be here in the first place. Her original plan was to take a long, warm shower after the match and sleep off her the frustrations she'd been feeling since the Hufflepuff Seeker had grasped their third snitch capture. But as she was dragged by Condor and Hummingbird, and them pulled off by Kurumi, she decided to just tag along. She only needed to congratulate the opposing team, right? Yeah. Because Professor Vindy's asked for it, and not because she was willing to give it.

What?! She was selfish for acting like a brat and displaying sportmanship ONLY because their Head of House had politely required the act from them on the team, that was true. Yet she was still feeling bad and when the circumstances are like this, she needed to pamper herself first before others. Even for just this time.

She'd been about to pounce on the cupcakes, together with Vivi on her side when the Deputy Headmaster called for her companion's attention leaving her alone with the cupcakes as Kurumi set off to approach Professor Bentley. What was the media doing here, really?

For a while, she observed the exchanges between their Head of House and her housemates. Seems like some professional recruitment was about to take place. Beezus shrugged thereafter and averted her gaze to the treats.

Cuuuuuuupcaaaakes. Golden snitch cupcakes. So...ugh. Tempting? Delicious looking? But she couldn't. See, it had chocolate. Yeah. The brown colored crust? She couldn't eat that. Nope. So....the biscuits it is then! Just as she had leaned in to reach out some, she caught a glimpse of red hair in the corner of her eyes. RED HAIR. Uh oh. Rather quickly, her head snapped to that direction, hand caught in mid air.

"Ermmmm..hey...Selina." They NEEDED to talk by the way. For the second time because she had things to say to the Gryffindor Captain. Mostly realizations of things that hit home when the Slytherin Captain went to see her before the game.

The sixth year happily noshed on the red velvet, snitch cupcake as she looked out across the crowd of her peers and her professors. She was feeling a little bit better then when she first walked into the place and she attested that greatly to the food in her hand. There was something about food that always just set her straight- not that her head was screwed on exactly right when she was functioning normally, but still.

Throwing away the wrappings of what was either her third or fourth cupcake, the redhead picked up another cupcake and started to eat away at the food again. Not that she had any regrets about her eating habits. If people did not like it they could have a very, serious, long conversation with her bat Mortimer who had returned to her. His return gave her such joy. There really was nothing better then polishing her beater bat again with fine polish and oil; she felt like treating Mortimer like a little prince was only fitting to his character. Besides, he had been all ALONE for months. He deserved to be pampered.

As she finished up another cupcake, she turned around to throw out the wrappings and came face to face with the 'Claw that she did not want to see. Selina was being very even tempered today, but the sight of Beezus she felt her blood boil. This girl was the center of all of her problems with one of her best friends, well, her PREVIOUS best friend. Because of her and her DUMB insecurities, he had called off their friendship. And she had villianized Selina so that she was now the bad guy in everyone's eyes who knew the situation. And after days of all of this happening, after Beezus had PROMISED Selina that everything was alright which was a blatant lie, NOW she wanted to talk to her. She could have just spit she was so mad at the audacity of Beezus.

But keeping herself under control, she walked around Beezus to throw out the wrappings. The redhead did not say a thing until she had thrown out her food and taken a deep breath. Getting herself an even breathing pattern, she turned around to Beezus and said shortly, "Look, no offense, but I really don't wanna talk to you. You lied to me. You said everything was fine and then you go and pull the stunt that you did. I've lost one of my best friends because of you... so excuse me for not wanting to say hey."

And so Hufflepuff wins the quidditch championship game.... not that Juliet was against it or anything but sometimes we can all be a little biased with our own house pride. Then again, it was a good game after all oooor so she has heard. Summer finally visiting Hogwarts and staying in her common room is not helping her with the heat. So without hesitation, she dragged herself to dress up and came down for the Quidditch party.

Fun and free food, who hesitates on that? Not Juliet.

She walked over to this amazing tent set up outside of Hogwarts. It was simple and clean yet it looked as elegant. Plus she can hear the blasting music a mile away. Entering inside the first thing that caught her eyes..... FOOD. Yes the tasty treat that was lay out for them on the table. YUM.

She immediately walked over to the area and decided to pick a cupcake. Pastries.... what would one do without you. Most incredible part of the pastries? THE GOLDEN SNITCH DESIGN. When she looked up to the ceiling, Juliet smiled as her eyes widened in amazement "wow" she uttered to herself. It's filled with those golden snitches.... Really coooool!!!

Wow. This was a turn of events that she did not expect, and it was safe to say that she hadn't prepared for this for when the Gryffindor Captain had turned to face her, all she could do was bite and chew her bottom lip. It was the mannerism that somehow kept her contained during disconcerting situations such as this. She knew the girl hated her right now. And she perfectly knew why.

Beezus winced slightly as the red head took steps around her. Was she going to hit Nightingale with her tenacious bat, Mortimer? Was she going to get the bludger hits that seemed to have swerved away from her path during the game? PFFT. What in the hell was she thinking? Really, she was going to stand by her own words that she was stupid. Because she was. She might be a Raveclaw and was witty with books but when it came to things like these, friendships and relationships, she was the worst competitor. Beezus knew Selina wasn't that kind of person. In fact, she'd be fond of her ever since. It just so happened that they were in contradicting steads at the wrongest of the wrong time.

Gulping, she pushed her eyebrows together when the redhair started to speak up. Ouch. As straightforward as it is. No matter how she wanted to rephrase it in her mind, it wouldn't waver from the fact that she had been a liar and this was ALL her fault. Not that she was in denial..she just didn't expect it to hit her like that when it was said in front of her face. "Selina," she got surprised at how her voice maintained a steady frequency. "Hear me out. Just this....I know I...lied," or that her words TURNED into a lie. Ugh. She was unprepared for Merlin's sake! "I didn't mean to, I promise. Listen, I know that it is my fault. IT IS. I don't know how it happened but I got jealous...and....insecured.." She was not perfect. "I tried to get it out of my system but the more I tried, the harder it got. And...with the match so close, I just couldn't handle it. So I did that." It was a mistake really. The brunette bit her lip again and held the Gryffindor's gaze as she said, in all sincerity, "So I apologize. I was stupid. I admit it and I'm......" Was she going to cry again? Gah. "....just....sorry. It was never my intention to break your friendship..Please, I'll try to fix the mess I made."

Selina tried really hard to NOT roll her eyes at Beezus nice, little soliloquy, but it was getting increasingly more difficult the more the younger girl spoke. So to distract herself from doing so, the captain went back around her to grab another cupcake. Food was a great distraction. But when she heard Beezus say that it was her fault, Selina could not help herself. She just rolled her eyes. The self pity stuff did nothing for Selina's nerves. Was Beezus at fault? Oh yeah, Selina had said so, but it was not just her fault. Everyone was a guilty party in this and no one was going to be a martyr. She was NOT going to have that.

But she tried really hard to hear her out, not matter how much she did not want to listen. Beezus deserved to be listened to, especially after some of the stuff that Selina had inadvertently did. But she did not MEAN to hurt her and Dylan's relationship. Beezus had consciously done the stuff that she had done, which had lead to her and Dylan's relationship falling apart. It just made her... ugh... she just did not like to think about it.

And then Beezus started to rant about how she was going to fix everything. That was when Selina could no longer hold her tongue. She put up her hand to stop her and said, "No... seriously. Don't do anything. You've done enough. And I don't want you to be the reason why me and Dylan are fixed. It'll be empty if you do it because he'd only do it for you... not for the sake of our friendship. So no offense, but I don't want your help." Maybe she was being blunt. Maybe she was being rude. But everything had gotten so out of control when everything should have been a nonissue, that she did not care anymore if she was being all of those things.

Rubbing her forehead frustratedly, the sixth year looked up at Bee a little defeated. This whole situation had spiraled out of control. She had never meant for this to happen. So sincerely, she said a little softer, "Look. I forgive you for everything you've done if you forgive me because I am sorry for all of this... it wasn't like I did it intentionally." Then she walked around Bee to throw out her next set of wrapping. When she turned back around to talk, she added, "Because I never wanted to hurt him."

All the while, as she waited for Selina's response, Beezus' eyes remained downcast. To be honest, she didn't know what she wanted to do after this. What she knew was that she badly wanted to apologize to her...and to Dylan because she made the wrong decisions and had acted irresponsibly on her part. She was ready to take the blame, she was ready to do everything to save the friendship her boyfriend and his best friend used to share until the red head once again threw a bomb her way.

She did not want her help. Because it was going to be empty if Dylan was only going to cooperate in reviving their friendship because of her - those were close to the Gryffindor's exact words. For a few moments, Beezus processed this. Yes, it took her a while because she was that stupid. Then she slowly nodded. "I get it." Not entirely but for the most part, yes. What she didn't understand was why Selina did not want her help when it was readily factual that the problem really started with her wrong choices. No matter, she wasn't going to verbalize her thoughts because she wanted this over with. She'd still push through with talking to him, and she'd make sure he won't do it for her but for the mutual relationship he and Selina had.

What was important at the moment was that she get back her own relationship with the girl on the right track. Finally, she looked up at her, smiling wasn't an easily disposable gesture as of the current so the Ravenclaw stuck with offering the most sincere expression she could muster. "I don't blame you. And I've got nothing against you," and before the red head could say anymore, she quickly added, "And this time it's for real. Not that last time wasn't. But I'm more honest right now." She'd used those exact words the first time they talked and not because her words from last time completely crumbled to the ground meant that today's were the same. It was VERY different. She'd realized things already, was undeniably stress free was avoiding the stupid options. "I forgive you Selina. And I hope you forgive me too."

She really really wanted them to be friends again and have those silly conversations like they used to. "I'm sorry. I know you didn't want to hurt him. Neither do I. I guess I just got afraid, and felt threatened that's why I acted without thinking it through first." Beezus shrugged. "I only wanted to give him the chance to chose where he was happy." She should understand this, right? They both cared deeply for Dylan.

Dustin had his back turned when Vindictus came over to talk to the Ravenclaw team. It wasn't on purpose or out of disrespect. He had just reached a catatonic state, where it felt like nothing was real. He was simply existing. He felt so incredibly lost. But somehow, the man's words made it past the barrier and Dustin found himself agreeing to go to the Celebration whatever thing.

He had no idea how he had ended up in the tent. Had someone carried him? Had he finally snapped out of it long enough to stand and walk? He couldn't remember. But he was there, and he was slightly more aware.

Unfortunately for Dustin, he had managed to almost completely isolate himself the entire term, even from the quidditch team. Sure, playing with them was fun, but he didn't really KNOW them. The poor boy was lost with no clue what to do with himself. He wasn't yet ready to congratulate the Hufflepuff players; what he really wanted to do was follow BigMax and MamaBird around because they were like parents away from home to him, whether or not they knew it. Or at least older siblings.

But his idols were busy with Professor ShinyRobes, no doubt signing quidditch contracts and probably also starting their own lines of hair care products and designer shoelaces, which left him, ever more, alone.

Luckily, he spotted Beezus, his fellow chaser. She was older, but at least she was someone.

Unfortunately for Dustbin, as soon as he was about to tug on her robes, she struck up a conversation with the Gryffindor captain; and it did not appear to be headed in a good direction. Maybe Dustin finally was getting the hang of the whole reading-people/being-social thing.

But, alas, he was still alone. And what better thing to keep you company when you're alone than food? Dustin immediately started for the cupcakes. Maybe they would fill the hole he felt was gaping wide open.

Bliss returned the BEAM with equal enthusiasm. Then she noticed Alexa's face fall. Darn. Had she noticed that something was wrong? She certainly hoped not! But alas, she had. Bliss smiled reassuringly at the girl, "I'm alright, Lexy," she said with a firm nod. She WAS alright, her head no longer hurt and the only places that were sore, were her ribs and her wrist. Her nose was no longer bleeding and had been cleaned up and she had taken medication for the pain from her concussion head.

The Second Year tried to dial it down as much as possible, as not to scare Lex. "You know Quidditch's a rough game, Lexy. I hurt my nose, got elbowed in the ribs and I'm pretty sure you saw me land in the stands. Yeah? Well I broke me wrist then," Bliss explained to the younger girl. "Oh, and I got concussion after the match, because of when I hit my head," she addded, waving her good hand in an attempt to make herself seem calm and confident. Then she realised that she hadn't exactly reassured Lex in the slightest, so she quickly added, "but I'm alright now, it's just that my wrist is a little sore." That's it.



Bliss beamed at the Professor and giggled lightly. "No need to thank me, Professor," she told the Professor, still smiling. She agreed that it had been a sensational game. She would have loved to have watched it. As long as she didn't get landed on by one of the crazy players. MELLOW. She was still yet to apologise properly to Laura for landing on her. Not that it was her fault exactly, but it was the polite thing to do.



Bliss smiled at Minnie. "Hey," she replied. "I'm feeling fine now, though my wrist is a little sore," she admitted before starting to explain to Minnie the worst of her injuries. "I got hit in the nose, at the start. Then after I fell from the stands, it turns out that I broke my wrist," she told Minnie. She herself, was still shocked that she had been able to score with a broken wrist. It was crazy, she though, before finishing her explaination. "And, I...um, got concussion after the match," she said with a sigh. "But, I'm alright now," she added quickly, looking at Minnie meaningfully.



"Anytime!" Bliss replied, beaming brightly at Ella. "Thank you!" She exclaimed. Ella had played better than her though, no doubt about it. She decided that this called for something special and so Ella recieved a MEGA BEAM from Bliss before Ella pulled her into a hug. She squeezed her team mate and returned her smile enthusiastically.

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Then Bliss choked slightly as she noticed another one of her team mates and someone else. It looked like Ella everyone else had noticed them too. "Well done, you guys," Bliss said, in their general direction of the kissing Oakey and Sophie. It looked like they were kind of busy right then though, so Bliss just smiled widely to herself and looked around the tent. There were people everywhere and also a lot of media and scouts by the looks of things. This made Bliss slightly nervous, but she knew that she'd never be scouted anyway.

Kurumi couldn't help but blush a little. Stellar? Well, she supposed the fact that she hadn't called a quaffle a waffle for the first time in her seven terms at Hogwarts was sort of stellar. "Oh, thank you professor. I am just glad I was given the opportunity to give announcing a try," she said with a small smile. It had been fun, but it wasn't something she saw herself doing in the long run. "I did but...." she leaned in just a little bit and lowered her voice. "...would have enjoyed it more if Gryffindor had been playing." The Slytherins present probably felt the same. It was nothing against either team. Everyone wanted to see their own team in the championship. "It's just...a bit surreal knowing that I won't be seeing another match at Hogwarts." She glanced over at the other seventh years before her eyes settled on Max for a moment. "I wonder if Max will play professional Quidditch. He is an amazing Keeper." Kurumi already knew that Vivi had her sights set elsewhere...and she really wasn't sure about Gideon...and the other seventh years just were not Quidditch players. Well, maybe Kennedy...but she remembered him talking about Aurorship once.
While Max and Vivi took a picture with Professor Vindictus and rubbed elbows with the press, Kurumi continued to nibble on her cheese and fruit and sip pumpkin juice while she wandered a bit closer to the Hufflepuff players. It was then that she spotted Emmaleigh looking...ridiculously depressed for some reason. "You alright?" Kurumi asked, hesitating on taking another sip of her pumpkin juice.
And then Kurumi spotted the little Ravenclaw who had fallen victim to Bishop the Shirt Ripper. Was his uniform alright? Kurumi knew how some Quidditch players could be about their uniforms and it would really just be a simple spell to repair it. "Hey, Dustin, right?" Kurumi asked as she approached the boy. She really only recognized him from a few lessons and, of course, Quidditch. "You played really well today. All season really. Congratulations on top scorer." Erm...awkward much? It wasn't like she could just right out ask 'so how is your shirt?' or anything.

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Seriously.

This was getting boring now. When would this Ravenclaw crack? He was supposed to be mean, because then Theo had an excuse to hate him. And not JUST because he was Ella's boyfriend.

Sigh. "Yes, she liked it a lot, I know." He turned to see his reaction when he hugged Ella, but... just nothing? Once again. So calm and collected. Theodore took the cupcakes from Harvey, then handed them to Ella.

BEAM.

"You did?" Theo let go of the hug, and beamed up at the slightly taller girl. He was about to go into greater detail about how he nearly choked on his sandwich from cheering so hard, but she was quick to include Harvey in the conversation. The second year pouted and folded his arms. "Oh yeah, we're like BESTIES now." If Ella couldn't read that sarcasm, then she really needed tutorials or something.

To be honest, HOW did she still not know about his little crush? He'd made it SO obvious.

She........ she........ kissed Harvey on the cheek.

Right in front of him.

Theo felt his lip quiver, and he immediately looked in the other direction, where he saw OAKEY and SOPHIE kissing!? What was with the kissing everywhere? Did he need a constant reminder that he was ALONE? His eyes were watering JUST a little.

She smiled at the Professors words, very happy at how well the match went. "I was just excited to get to be part of the final match. Just being in it was worth everything." It was nice to play with the team even if she wasn't as great as the rest of them. A

A concerned look crossed her face, she knew Professor Bentley had to be still upset over the events that had happened. She looking a bit nervous not sure how to word what she wanted to say, "Professor, I know Ethan and I tried to help the best we could that day in the.. umm greenhouse, but if you need any other help I would gladly come help you." Then she smiled a bit, "Yes a break will be nice after this term. Will you be doing anything fun?" She wasn't sure if she should ask a professor that or not, but the Professor didn't have to tell her if she didn't want to.



Laughing even though it hurt Minerva shook her head, "Yeah I guess something to that aspect, but I don't think I want to do that very often. It doesn't feel very good when your head hits into the side of the stands." She rubbed the back of her head where it was hurting the most.

"Well if you get a chance this summer you could keep in touch by sending an owl. I don't know if I'm going to be in London or back in the United States for summer yet, but the owl can find me. Do you have any big plans for summer?" Minerva always loved to hear summer plans, she was just hoping hers could be uneventful for one summer. Since finding out she was a witch things had changed and she was always involved in something over the summer.



Listening to Bliss, Minerva felt like her head wasn't so bad after all. So she had a horrible headache, no big deal to all those injuries. "Well I'm glad your okay now. That is a lot of injuries for one match. The most I had gotten one match last term was two bludgers to the ribs. I think my ribs hurt for weeks after that." That was one of the last matches she played in until this one. "Just promise you will take it easy for the next few days and let everything heal. Don't want you hurting yourself anymore." Then she said about a concussion, "A concussion.. Oh Bliss, really make sure your taking it easy and if you feel sick or dizzy tell someone, alright?"

Looking around she did a double take, "Is that Oakey and Sophie... together?? Did Sophie say she liked him back I take it?" Minerva smiled obviously missing the entire kissing that had went on between the two knew love birds. Laughing a bit she looked back to Bliss, "Any big plans for summer?"

"I already said I forgive you," Selina said sort of shortly when Beezus asked if she would forgive her. This was not a staged drama- they did not need to apologize more then once. The more people apologized the more empty it became and Selina had never been a fan of false emotions. She did not have the time or patience for them. Honesty was really the best way to handle day-to-day life. And the fact that Beezus was dragging on the apology made Selina curious if it were sincere or not. Not that it mattered at this point. What was done was done. No matter what the two girls said here today, no matter what was exchanged they could never forget what had happened. Selina would, on her end, forgive, but she could never forget. What Beezus chose to do was entirely of her own choice.

In respect to making her own choices, though, Selina really did hope that the younger girl kept her nose out of her fight with Dylan. She had said earlier that she understood what Selina had meant, but she could not even begin to understand its importance. Her and Dylan had become friends on their own terms... she did not want someone to manipulate them becoming friends again on their terms. Their friendship was there own. It was no one business besides them. And if Dylan did not want to be friends anymore, which he made painfully clear, then that was the way things were going to go for them. No ifs, ands, or buts there.

And there she went again saying that she was sorry. Even though she was trying really hard not to be rude, the redhead did cut her off briefly, "Please stop saying that you are sorry." She wasn't sure why the constant apologizing was driving her mad- maybe it was the guilt or maybe it was just that she felt overapologizing was the same as a cop out. Whatever it was she did not want to hear the apology side anymore. If Beezus wanted to have a conversation that was fine. Just no more apologies, before her head burst.

The last thing Beezus said though nearly set Selina off. She grew so red in the face that she had to turn away from Beezus for a minute to get her emotions under control. She was afraid that if she did not her temper would have overtaken her and she did not want to do anything stupid. Harshly, she ripped her beanie off of her head and she took a moment to compose herself before she turned around to look at Beezus dead in the eye, "How dare you say that. How DARE you. I find that insulting. You KNOW that boy would do ANYTHING for you and the fact that you doubted him makes me really disappointed in you. You know what, Beezus? Honestly, what you are doing right now is the reason we aren't friends anymore- Dylan and me. We weren't going to let MY thing get in the way of our friendship... but you did! You doubted him. And I have no idea why the HELL you did that."

Once she was done spouting off what was on her mind, she turned away from Beezus. She needed to get herself under control. She was NOT going to cause a scene.

As soon as she had heard the news, the loudest of squeals had been heard throughout the halls of Hogwarts. And these squeals and shrieks of excitement could not be contained! For once again, her Puffs had won the QUIDDITCH CUP! Now of course in the past, Violet was always really happy when she heard of how well her House did; that it being points-wise, homework-wise, finals-wise, and of course Quidditch as well. BUT obviously this year was a LOT different for the sixth year!

Since Violet had joined the Quidditch team this year she had finally seen a whole new side to this amazing sport, only wishing that she had joined this world sooner! Not only that, she had formed new friendships as well as stronger friendships ever since she had gone to her first practice on the Pitch. If only she had had the chance to get to try out her skills on the pitch for a match instead of a practice!

But alas, there was a LOT going on in her life at the current moment. Stuff that was becoming rather stressful for the blonde. And because of that stress, it would make the poor girl's mind start to throb from thinking so much. Thankfully for her, she had just about figured out what she would be doing for her preparations thus far coming during the summer months. For right now, was a time of celebration FOR HUFFLEPUFF HAD WON THE QUIDDITCH CUP! And she was more than anxious to find her teammates and congratulate them and hug them and love and them probably squeal some more and etc, etc!

It took a matter of moments for Violet to figure out where the party was taking place and if it hadn't been mentioned before, Violet was VERY anxious! And when she had walked into the tent she saw that there was already a lot of hustle and bustle going on in the tent and a bright smile was brought upon her face. She began fiddling with her bracelet a little bit as she began to look around for the familiar faces that needed a lot of congratulatory hugs!

Sophie didn't bother stifling a giggle when Oakey sour lemon glared at Ella and commented on the galleons thing.

Where had all those people come from?? And... oh Merlin, so many of their friends were looking at them now! Uuhhhhh... That didn't help the redness on Sophie's face. The girl tried her best to... not mind all of them. Eep.

She got the cupcake from Oakey and smiled. She could not help but feel awkwarddd, but she supposed that was normal. "Anyway... congraaaats, you guys!" They had played BRILLIANTLYYYYY!!! But Merlin, there were way too many people there at the moment so she diverted her attention to aaaallll of them. "What's going on?" She asked, frowning slightly and looking around.