"Oh, well thank you!" Jayden replied, happy to have made someone's day..."Oh really? Isn't Elliot just such a LOVELY bright ray of sunshine?" She asked sarcastically tossing her hair back and out of her eyes. "TWO years?" Jayden replied, her jaw dropping open. "Geeze! You missed so much drama! Luuuuuucky!"

"So, how are you liking classes so far?" She asked curiously.

Presley stormed back through the room with her ballet bag over her shoulder on her way to the Room of Requirement when she noticed all of the people standing around talking about her argument with Elliot. She rolled her eyes, and knew she needed to apologize. At least to the ones that were paying the most attention. "Sorry for Elliot's sour attitude Cora and Jayden." She tried to smile at the fourth years. Really, it was simply rude of Elliot to turn a polite discussion into a screaming fight. It wasn't polite to Presley (who had only been trying to help) and it wasn't nice to Jayden and Cora, innocent bystanders.

Pursing his lips, Milton watched the girl as she looked him over. He wondered what in the world she was thinking. She should be honored that someone so attractive was in possession of HER chair.

"We'll see about that," he said casually. He had only known her for less than two minutes; how did he know yet if it was nice to meet her or not? Wait, signs? Visitation schedule? Milton raised an eyebrow and gave her a you've-got-to-be-kidding-me look. "It's a chair, love. There are ten others in this room just like it." So get ooooover it.

Just as Milton relaxed further into his chair, he heard someone else greet him from behind the chair. But since Milton was sideways, all he had to do was turn his neck to see his fellow sixth year. "Hutchinson," he said with a nod.

His eyebrow raised again and he looked at Spike for a moment before responding. "Thank you... I'm rather enjoying it." It was nice and CUSHY. Indeed.

Damien entered the common room clutching a very suspicious silver box in his arms. slowly, he peeked inside of it but he closed it quickly. He took a deep breath and smiled.

It'll be safely hidden..but where?? he silent asked himself.

While Delphi was peeking at Addy... Addy met her gaze and promptly looked away. Yep. It was SHE. It was ADDY. BAM! The greatest girl EVER. Hehe.

But yeah. Still not sure how she felt about this chick, so she would take to LOOKING at her from time to time. Possibly staring. Not speaking though, not yet.

DID THEY NOT KNOW THIS WAS ADDY'S CHAIR?!?!

The male prefect got the stink eye for a moment and then she spoke. "It's a lovely chair, is it not. That is why it's mine." Get it? STAY AWAY FROM MY CHAIR!!

When he pursed his glorious lips did he expect girls to swoon? Addy tilted her head to one side and watched him for a few moments. "But that one is mine. I spent the vast majority of last term in THAT chair. Reading and studying." Really how could anyone have missed her there? Flaming red hair, book attached to hand, lots of blushing when people spoke to her.

"And yes, I was kidding about the visitation schedule. It was a joke. HAR HAR. Are all of you Brits so serious all the time?" GAWD. She would tickle him if he didn't lighten up. Heh.

"Making friends, Jacks?" Vivi paused on her way down the staircase from the dorms and took in the conundrum. There was plenty of seating in the common room. Surely that chair wasn't the one.

Unless it was.

In which case, she wanted to sit in it too.

She finished descending and paused a few feet away, hands clasped behind her back and head cocked to the side. Badges. These were respectable sorts that Jacks was tormenting. Didn't she know better?

"I know a duplication spell. We could make copies of the chair."

Ameliah pulled up her hair as she walked down from her dorm. Shuffling through her bag, she carefully took out her note sheet and a quill and began to make editions to it, making sure she understood what the Professor ranted about today.

Where was Tay?? Ameliah checked her watch. She was supposed to be meeting Taylor in a few minutes to discuss her symptoms and find out if (and if so, who) there was foul play involved.

Taylor trudged into the room, obviously upset. She flung herself onto the couch beside Ameliah and sighed. "Hey..." Tay frowned and put a pillow over her face.

Ameliah sighed to herself as Taylor stormed in with such a bad mood. "What happened??" she asked tonelessly. Just get the first part over with so Tay would talk about what's been up with her memory lately. Couldn't there be at least ONE TIME Taylor wasn't angry or upset??

Milton sighed and rolled his eyes a little. [b]"See, you keep saying it's yours," blah blah blah. "but your name is nowhere on it. And even if it is, I don't care." Because HE was in it now and he wasn't about to move.

"I'm not serious," he said SERIOUSLY. Bah.

Milton had just reached down to his bag he set on the floor and grabbed his book when he heard an unfamiliar voice from the staircase. Well helloooo. Pretty blonde at ten o'clock. Sigh. Too bad he was taken.

Also. Um. Confused. Who was Jacks? Milton was pretty sure the blonde was talking to the redhead, but she said her name was Addy. Too bad he didn't care that much.

"Everybody knows the duplication spell. If they wanted the chair that bad, they would've done it by now." And with THAT, Milton opened his book and pretended started to read.

Louisa had gather small wood sticks from the grounds, mostly by the lake where no one seemed to be needing them. She had a bunch of nails in her pocket, can be duplicated, and of course her wand was in her other hand, serving as the main conductor to what the Ravenclaw was planning...

.. A CAT HOUSE!!

The idea was very sudden and not-thought-of before Erin mentioned having a cat and then her friend had another cat and then a friend of a friend had a cat and so on. SO, Louisa thought that a cat house built here in their common room would be quite useful for all the cats to play, snuggle, and leave the studious students alone when some solidarity is needed, right? RIGHT.

With her hair confidently loose and in its proper length and shining nature, she walked into the common room to find a group already sitting around. PERFECT. She rushed to the center of the room, dropped the small wooden planks on the floor, kicked her shoes off and climbed onto the chair, setting her sock-ed feet on each arm to gain more height. "EXCUSE ME RAVENCLAWS!" She would've used sonorous but that'd make her voice just slightly manly. Ew.

"Me and some friends were thinking that our common room could use a little personalization." And Louisa was nothing if not a personalization maniac. "So talking to some people, we came to notice that there are quite a lot of Ravenclaws who own cats and sometimes feel bad for neglecting them here during class time." Louisa's own cats started to approach their owner up on the chair, both tabbies and both trying to get her attention... but she was giving a spiel so they went unnoticed, unintentionally proving her point. "SO we thought that we could build a small cat house!" Grinning and clapping her hands once as she said so.

Wasn't this idea awesome?!! Exactly! Louisa was actually taking no for an answer, she already got the requirements. She just needed people to boss help around.

"People are going to join me soon, and I'd really appreciate it if EVERYONE help with this!" She aaaalmost squeaked. She was a bit giddy, yes. Could you blame her? She had her hair back, the bad man didn't cross her mind ALL DAY which was a significant improvement and her housemates were proud of her as Head Girl. Yes, she had the right to be giddy today!

Now before she specifically told them how and where that was going to take place... she needed to see the general reaction of the crowd. While still standing on the arm-chair in the middle of the room.

"Just Damon... he is arghful!" She sighed and just laid there, feeling awful.

Ameliah coughed several times. Since when was Damon 'arghful' to Tay? Oh, what Ameliah wouldn't give to hear her say that.... But she didn't actually expect it to happen. They LOVED each other. [s]However sick it made Ameliah."How and why?" She wanted to thank him for doing whatever he did... and tell Puck of course.

A CAT HOUSE??

Ameliah practically squealed at the thought. Dwalin could have something to do during the day! "That sounds AMAZING!" she said brightly to the girl with cat shoes. And building was totaly Ameliah's thing. GRIN.

"But if you get out of it for one second, we can duplicate it nooooooow and everyone will leave you alone," Vivi offered with a shrug. It wasn't really that she cared who got the chair, although clearly Addy deserved it more because she whined the loudest.

Logic. Vivi had it.

"Dunno. Maybe you like people standing around staring at you."

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Louisa had gather small wood sticks from the grounds, mostly by the lake where no one seemed to be needing them. She had a bunch of nails in her pocket, can be duplicated, and of course her wand was in her other hand, serving as the main conductor to what the Ravenclaw was planning...

.. A CAT HOUSE!!

The idea was very sudden and not-thought-of before Erin mentioned having a cat and then her friend had another cat and then a friend of a friend had a cat and so on. SO, Louisa thought that a cat house built here in their common room would be quite useful for all the cats to play, snuggle, and leave the studious students alone when some solidarity is needed, right? RIGHT.

With her hair confidently loose and in its proper length and shining nature, she walked into the common room to find a group already sitting around. PERFECT. She rushed to the center of the room, dropped the small wooden planks on the floor, kicked her shoes off and climbed onto the chair, setting her sock-ed feet on each arm to gain more height. "EXCUSE ME RAVENCLAWS!" She would've used sonorous but that'd make her voice just slightly manly. Ew.

"Me and some friends were thinking that our common room could use a little personalization." And Louisa was nothing if not a personalization maniac. "So talking to some people, we came to notice that there are quite a lot of Ravenclaws who own cats and sometimes feel bad for neglecting them here during class time." Louisa's own cats started to approach their owner up on the chair, both tabbies and both trying to get her attention... but she was giving a spiel so they went unnoticed, unintentionally proving her point. "SO we thought that we could build a small cat house!" Grinning and clapping her hands once as she said so.

Wasn't this idea awesome?!! Exactly! Louisa was actually taking no for an answer, she already got the requirements. She just needed people to boss help around.

"People are going to join me soon, and I'd really appreciate it if EVERYONE help with this!" She aaaalmost squeaked. She was a bit giddy, yes. Could you blame her? She had her hair back, the bad man didn't cross her mind ALL DAY which was a significant improvement and her housemates were proud of her as Head Girl. Yes, she had the right to be giddy today!

Now before she specifically told them how and where that was going to take place... she needed to see the general reaction of the crowd. While still standing on the arm-chair in the middle of the room.

Oh. Oh, dear. Vivi was fairly certain that Macha, although a kitten and occasionally snuggly, was too grumpy to be allowed around other cats, but she figured she might pitch in to help the Head Girl with her project. If only to avoid death stares and future awkwardness.

And only if they did not call it a cat house.

"It has to have a really clever name, doesn't it?" Vivi called from across the common room. "Ravenclaws have to name everything clever-like, I think."

"That is the thing... I dont know!" She pouted and sighed, "I mean ever since the feast I cant help but hate him everytime I see him." Taylor frowned and looked at Louisa, "That sounds like a wonderful idea!" Tay tried to smile.

Addy smiled and turned to look at Vivi. "My winning personality makes it difficult for people not to flock to me, ya know." SNORT. "Vivi this is Milton Shacklebolt." Intro's and whatnot. Yep.

They COULD duplicate the chair, but it wouldn't be the SAME. It was HERS. And he would share at least... or she would rethink the flipping it over option.

Well this ONE was no fun. So SERIOUS and whatnot. Addy took a few steps closer to the chair and smiled sweetly down at the QC. "I'll be sure to put a sign on it next time." Innnnching closer she nodded and snorted a little.

"He says seriously that he is not serious. How's that for irony?" Really. I MEAN REALLY. Addy then moved around the chair so that she was standing to the side of it. Just a litttttle further and she could follow through with this plan. Heh.

"Why bother asking? CLEARLY he doesn't care that other people prefer this particular chair to the others in the room. And yes, I think you may be onto something with the staring bit." But what did SHE know.

And yes, she whined loudest. SHE WINS.

A feeeeeew more steps around the chair...

Hutchinson? What was wrong with just 'Spike'? He might not be super close to the new Quidditch Captain, but they had played together last year. Enough to be on friendly first name terms, surely?

Heh, whatever.

"Well, enjoy it while you can, Shacklebolt," he said with a smirk. Because that was SPIKE'S usual chair.
"It is," Spike said with a nod to the girl. Very lovely indeed. Except it's not yours..." He shook his head, curls bouncing. "Technically it's the Common Room's." And preferably, it was Spike's. Prefects needed to be comfortable to focus on their very important job, afterall. "Plus I know exactly how to jump into it just right from behind." And if they sat there, it was their risk if they suddenly found themselves with a lump of a Prefect in their lap.

Jacks? Spike made a note of the name, and nodded at the girl with a smile. "Nice to make your acquaintance, Jacks," he said, holding out a hand. "Spike Hutchinson, Ravenclaw Prefect," he added. "And you are?" he asked to the newcomer.

Copies of the chair?

Spike shook his head. "I'm sure there's no need." He'd just raced Milton back after Quidditch practice, that was all. Because as Captain, Shacklebolt would have to return the equipment. Hehe.

Ameliah's brows furrowed. "D'ya tink 't has anyting tah do wit te mem'ry loss?" Her Irish accent came out thicker than usual since she was too busy thinking to thin it so people understood her.

Lily was up in her dorm, trying to wrap her wrist again, this time hoping that she would do a better job than she had been doing all week. While she was up there sitting on her bed, she heard someone talking very loudly down in the common room, probably addressing the whole group down there. The redhead kinda wanted to find out what was happening so she hurriedly used the spell she had learned her first year to bandage her wrist. Of course, because she had injured her right wrist, and she was right handed, the bandages were not nearly tight enough nor organized in any decent way to provide support for her injured wrist. Either way, she knew she had to hurry if she was going to get down to the talk, so she slipped her wand into her jeans pocket before heading down the stairs.

Putting her left hand in her pocket, she walked down the stairs and into the common room, just in time to miss the entire speech...just seeing Louisa standing up on a chair looking like she was waiting to do something. So the third year walked towards the group and kinda waited... trying to figure out what was happening. Turning to the person beside her, she asked in a whisper "What's going on?" You know... in case something was happening like all the freezing the past year.

Louisa beamed at the first fan girl to like this. This was someone she'd known the face of, and the number of points she'd cost her house so far (it was kind of important to know this for a Prefect), but the name was missing. Oopsies.

"I like your enthusiasm, miss!" Hehe. "You're assigned to move that small table over there," she pointed at a corner where the study tables area connected with the common room area, "So that we establish the house right between those two areas."

Pause.

"NO MAGIC!" She blurted out, kind of panicked too. "No one allowed to use their wands unless they're in sixth or seventh year." She didn't want books flying everywhere and broken shelves on top of injured students. Professor Vee would be mad.

... oh! The president's daughter was helping! What a great opportunity to make that special favor to the President. Louisa extended her beaming grin over to the blonde, "Certainly. What should we call it? Catville?"Although it sounded close to Crazyville. Or maybe it was just Louisa.

Also why exactly was Milton sitting on a chair with a BUNCH of girls people around? The Ravenclaw squinted her eyes at him, "Captain Shacklebolt, I hope you're not hiring students as slaves." You know.. to fan him and give some foot massage. Like in the movies. That was totally unacceptable. "Is everything alright there?"

Awwww, and then came the depressed Taylor. Apparently her issue from the feast wasn't solved yet. Louisa put her hands on her hips and motioned for the girl, "Taylor! Turn that frown upside down and help your friend with the table moving, would you?" She could push all that frustration at the boy by pushing a table... Louisa was offering her a very special opportunity.

OHHH! "LILY!" Louisa waved enthusiastically at the third year from where she stood on top of the chair, "We're building a cat house, name yet to be changed, for all the cats of students here." She took a minute to actually see her young friend before frowning slightly. Was that hand in her pocket the same injured one from the train? MERLIN.

Okay, FAIN. She was climbing down from this awesome higher view.

Louisa jumped down, slipped her feet into her cat-flats and motioned for the younger Ravenclaw to join her. She should take care of that hand and make sure the other red-head is entertained. Even without a broom. OH and speaking of which, Louisa had some surprises for the soon-to-be Quidditch player but she wasn't sharing now. Hehe.

As for the design of the cat house, the head girl took a piece of parchment out of her pocket and threw it in the air. With her other hand holding her wand, she englarged it and let it hover in the air for everyone to see. "This is what we'll be building, ladies and gentlemen. So come forward and start helping me with transfiguring those sticks into rectangular wooden planks, circular red wooden planks, and triangular red wooden planks." It was clear from the picture where they were going to use each one of them, right? If not, Louisa will impatiently explain it.

Nigel had just come from taking the most amazing nap. When he hears all this yelling about the Captain and a Catville. He was more of a Owl guy but wanted to know what this ville has all about.

He walks into the common room and sees a lot of people he did not know. "Hi, Everybody" Nigel said not caring who hears it. Then he sees Louisa start to explain what they would be doing to start this ville or something. He then walks over to Louisa to give a suggestion on the name of this vile or whatever.

"Hey Louisa, What is this Cat or kitty ville you're talking about?"

Nigel was looking for the best chair in the common room. But it looked like Milton had already took it and was keeping it by pretending to read a book. Not that Nigel cared. But now he had to find the second best.

"Move table, no magic, YES MA'AM!!" Ameliah did a silly kind of salute and pushed at the table so there was room for the cat house (or catville or whatever the thing was gonna be called). THERE. Now the table was out of the way, time for the rest! Ameliah wasn't too good with Transfiguration yet, but she wanted to try anyways. Pointing her wand at one of the sticks, she concentrated as hard as her thirty-second-attention-span-cursed mind would let her.

POP. The stick was now flat, but not red. DANGIT. Ameliah was going for a red one. Oh well...regular planks were needed too, right? She gently set the plank down to start a pile for all the other ones. What was her Aunt's trick for Transfiguration? Ameliah wanted to be just as great as Aunt Lucy. This was great practice.

A cat house...

Well, Lily didn't have a cat but since her owl already had someplace to hang out while the third year was in class or what have you, she didn't object to the idea. She really didn't mind cats...but her father sure did with his allergies, so Lily wasn't allowed to own a cat. As for what they were doing, the claw grinned at her older friend... who was frowning at her now.

Why was Louisa frowning at her?? Sure her injured right hand was badly wrapped, but at least she hadn't tried to stuff that hand into her pocket. She had just kinda hid it in her long sleeves of her sweatshirt. Maybe that was why... but who knew.

Instead, she was being motioned to follow the older claw. Lily took her left uninjured hand out of her jeans pocket and walked over to Louisa, crouching down slightly to pet one of the head girl's cats, with her uninjured hand. "Hiya Louisa." She said looking up at the claw. "What do you need me to do?... I could help transfigure some of the sticks...except that with my stupid hand, I can't really do any decent magic..." She asked before mumbling towards the end. It was true though. She wasn't using her injured right hand so her left-handed magic was the best she could do... which wasn't turning out to be very good.

"Milton Shacklebolt. Quidditch captain," Vivi nodded at the boy, indicating she had heard of him and was well aware of who he was and why she was supposed to care. Ravenclaw famous, right? "Is Jacks winning you over with her personality? I must be out of practice as to what exactly that looks like."

She considered sitting on Shacklebolt and inviting the others to join her, but decided that was a for the future. "It's always polite to ask first, Jacks. And I'm always polite."

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Hutchinson? What was wrong with just 'Spike'? He might not be super close to the new Quidditch Captain, but they had played together last year. Enough to be on friendly first name terms, surely?

Heh, whatever.

"Well, enjoy it while you can, Shacklebolt," he said with a smirk. Because that was SPIKE'S usual chair.

"It is," Spike said with a nod to the girl. Very lovely indeed. Except it's not yours..." He shook his head, curls bouncing. "Technically it's the Common Room's." And preferably, it was Spike's. Prefects needed to be comfortable to focus on their very important job, afterall. "Plus I know exactly how to jump into it just right from behind." And if they sat there, it was their risk if they suddenly found themselves with a lump of a Prefect in their lap.


Jacks? Spike made a note of the name, and nodded at the girl with a smile. "Nice to make your acquaintance, Jacks," he said, holding out a hand. "Spike Hutchinson, Ravenclaw Prefect," he added. "And you are?" he asked to the newcomer.

Copies of the chair?

Spike shook his head. "I'm sure there's no need." He'd just raced Milton back after Quidditch practice, that was all. Because as Captain, Shacklebolt would have to return the equipment. Hehe.

"Spike, hmm? Is that a real name or a nickname?" She took his hand with a firm shake. "But I'm not... Jacks. Addy here is. I'm Genevieve Branxton. P.M.A."

Why was everyone so opposed to chair duplication? Not that she was an advocate for chair overpopulation, but it was like people wanted to fight over the chair.

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... oh! The president's daughter was helping! What a great opportunity to make that special favor to the President. Louisa extended her beaming grin over to the blonde, "Certainly. What should we call it? Catville?"Although it sounded close to Crazyville. Or maybe it was just Louisa.

Also why exactly was Milton sitting on a chair with a BUNCH of girls people around? The Ravenclaw squinted her eyes at him, "Captain Shacklebolt, I hope you're not hiring students as slaves." You know.. to fan him and give some foot massage. Like in the movies. That was totally unacceptable. "Is everything alright there?"

As for the design of the cat house, the head girl took a piece of parchment out of her pocket and threw it in the air. With her other hand holding her wand, she englarged it and let it hover in the air for everyone to see. "This is what we'll be building, ladies and gentlemen. So come forward and start helping me with transfiguring those sticks into rectangular wooden planks, circular red wooden planks, and triangular red wooden planks." It was clear from the picture where they were going to use each one of them, right? If not, Louisa will impatiently explain it.

SPOILER!!: CAT HOUSE PICTURE :3

Oh, hmm? Head Girl was talking to her again? Genevieve turned her attention briefly to the girl and her plans. Juuuuust a minute, mmk? She had to resolve the chair conversation before any building could commence. "No, not slaves. We're willing devotees, clearly."

Or not. But it was funny, and maybe Shacklebolt would be amused.

"How about... Cloud Nine Lives? You know... cloud nine 'cause it's a haven for them, but nine lives like a cat has? Too much explanation required?" Just something clever was what she wanted. A little Shangri-La for the cats.

"How are we supposed to transfigure the wood pieces without using magic?"

Ariella decided that now was a good time to finally visit the Ravenclaw common room, a room that surprisingly she hadn't visited/explored yet. She entered the room and her jaw dropped in awe. This room was amazing! It was large, and curcular with lots of windows, and it had been decorated with practically anything blue and bronze! The best part was all the books that where in there, it was like Ariella was dreaming!

She walked slowing across the room, taking note of everything as she walked by, including the small group of Ravie that seemed to be talking about....a cat house? Ariella decided not to intrude but she did recognize a few people she had talked to earlier, and an older girl who Alexa had talked to earlier... Oh well! Ari finally spotted a small, comfy chair and curled up in it...