Oh gosh.

Oh gosh.

This was happening.

It was probably worse that Toby!Troy knew exactly what to expect. He was so frightfully ticklish, too, that he even considered making a sudden dash for it before the flames happened, and then maybe running away to Albania and sending a bouquet of honking daffodils as an apology for bailing on the homework thing. And he might have done all that too, if it weren't for his painful knees.

So Toby!Troy stood there waiting until the flames engulfed him.

"AahahahahaHHAHAHAHAHASKJSKAHSKJDH!" the Hufflepuff burst into uncontrollable giggles, squirming and bringing his limbs in tight, trying to make his body as small as possible out of pure ticklish reflexes Toby!Troy couldn't even breathe for laughing, and they weren't even manly giggles either.

They were the high-pitched kind.

You know the ones.

"OHHHMEERRRLINSTAHAHAHAHAHHHP!" the boy managed to get through his fit of laughing and giggling, when... that was exactly what happened. She stopped.

Toby!Troy still had a grin on his face and a few laughs kept escaping him from the after-effects of the potion, and he had to steady himself against the windowsill.

Pantpant. Giggle.

"Wow."

Oh my Merlin.

Had Alice really discovered someone just as ticklish as she was? Grinning at the kid, she dusted her robes off a bit and watched as he caught his breath. That had been sufficiently amusing.

"I'm ticklish too." She usually didn't offer up random weaknesses (yes, crumbling at the slightest tickle was categorized as a weakness) to people who were practically strangers, but the seventh year had a feeling Troy wouldn't tell anyone. Or so she hoped. If he did, Merlin best come to his aid, or Alice was going to have his head on a stick.

Was he alright now? 'Cause she still had bits of an assignment left to complete. Wanting to give him some time to... regroup and such, she dragged out the actions of closing her vial up and sliding it into her robe sleeve again. Once she was fairly sure he had recovered properly, Alice posed the question that would allow her to leave Troy to his corridor creeping ways.

"So... how did that feel?"

Toby!Troy understood the kind of responsibility that was being bestowed upon him with that particular snippet of information. The only person who knew that he was overly ticklish was Sophie. And now Alice.

............... Actually, probably Culloden too. Well darn.

Giving an understanding grin (which soon dissolved into another giggling fit), Toby!Troy stood and tried to collect himself. It didn't take too long; he was getting better at this recovery business. But he was still grinning once all the giggles had subsided.

How did it FEEL?

"Well..." the Hufflepuff tried to think of more to say than just 'it tickled'. "It was... warm. The nice kinda warm, still bearable, and I could actually feel the flames. And..." he shuddered slightly at the pure memory "... it tickled. Oh Merlin, did it ever tickle. It felt like FINGERS. Like actual fingers TICKLING. So creepy. But pretty awesome." Because it was so different, see? He grinned again, a friendly grin. "That enough information to get by on?"

Why was he still giggling? If Alice remembered correctly, there hadn't been lasting effects. Maybe he wasn't ticklish and those high pitched noises constantly escaped from his throat. What? Did that mean she'd just revealed a weakness to someone who didn't even share her pain in possessing it?

Merlin. Next time, she was just going to make Cambridge sit still long enough to be a potions experiment.

But that WAS enough information on which to get by, yes. And his grin was contagious, so when Alice replied, she was grinning too. "Absolutely. And if you ever need help with your homework, you know where to find me, yeah?" Troy could always go pester the Fat Lady for a bit if he did.

She offered him another grin before turning and going to complete the last portion of her assignment. Almost done!

Asher was going to be late for class he just knew it. He was just a seconds from saying forget it and turn around. Honestly the past few days had sucked. And he had been on a roller coaster of emotions. Deep down inside he really did miss Adeline. Their fight... well break up, Yeah? Break up. Was truly bumming him out. Going to class helped some mostly if she wasn't there.

He had class things in his hand, instead of in his bag. Unusual for him to do. He must have not been used to carrying his stuff or maybe he was over thinking things to much like always. Some how he had gotten a case of the butterfingers. Parchment, quills, ink and book went everywhere on the corridor floor. Now he was really going to be late.

Honestly Adeline had no idea what to do, she had little to no motivation to even go to class because she knew that she would end up finding Asher there. These last couple of days has been tearing her apart, she just wanted him back but she couldn't tell if he wanted her. Maybe skipping class would be a good thing? Adeline shrugged and messed with her bag on her left shoulder.

The seventh year stopped quickly in her tracks, she watched as school supplies flew out of someones hands, she knew just whose hands those were, she knew them very well. Asher. Adeline froze, she didn't know if she should help him or if she should run back the other way. Adeline forced herself to move closer, she didn't know if he was still mad her. "Erm...umm...you need help?" the American asked. Adeline rubbed the back of her neck and twisted her hair with her fingers nervously.

Asher stood there blinking down at his things on the floor. Of course, just something else to slow him down him down today. He was a split second from just walking off. There was houselves somewhere around here. He just couldn't deal with this now.

He bent down and started picking things up. If he hurried he may make it in time. He looked up when he heard a voice, her voice. Adeline He smiled stupidly up at her. "Yes, please." Was he begging? No. Not really he just really help and her. "Thanks"

Mostly her, she was here offering a helping hand. Andddd didn't just walk on by or go the other way. She was here, standing in front of him.

He continued picking things up allowing her to help. "Thanks." For some reason he kept thanking her.

Adeline walked closer to him, then kneeling down and helping him with his things. As Adeline helped cleaning up the mess she could feel herself starting to blush, she felt awkward because she hadn't talked to Asher in a couple of days but she was relieved to know that he wanted her help but she still didn't feel like she belonged over near him or even talking to him. Adeline had saw some tweets from the girl that kissed Asher on Twitter and it seemed like the girl didn't like her to much. Adeline had a right to hate the girl and she did but she didn't talk about the girl behind her back and she had only told one person what had happened and it was only Alec that she had told.

Adeline finally picked up the ink, she wondered if she should break the awkward silence that she could feel between them. None of this should be happening, she and Asher should have talked things over before that kiss ever happened. Adeline knew that she didn't want to be without Asher and after all of this drama she knew what she had to do if they ever got back together. "There...I think that's the...last of it..." she said, standing up and handing Asher his stuff. Addie sighed. "I'm sorry, sorry for everything...I regret our fight and me breaking up with you..." she blurted out the last part.

Asher couldn't help but to grin ever so slightly as Adeline moved closer. There may or may not have been some smirking in those grins, too. Just knowing that she was that close again made things better not fully. He kept stealing glances at her and her rosy cheeks. There was no doubt his was too.

After they finished finished picking everything up he stood up, back on his feet. He took the things out of here hands. "Thanks." He looked down at the floor. He didn't think he could look at her in the eyes. Ever again.

Guilt had been eating away at him over the past few days. He shouldn't have kissed Callie back. It had came as such a surprise to him. It didn't mean anything. He was a cheater, now that made him a cheater. He was bad. Worst than bad. Scum between toes bad, belly button lint bad. She didn't deserve a cheat like him.

Things when askew on the floor again. But the didn't care. Adeline's hair was now in his face, his arms wrapped tightly around her. "No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have kissed her back." It happened. He was confused. "Can you forgive me?" Forgive this big fat cheater.

Adeline looked up at him, she really didn't and couldn't hate him, it was hard to hate someone you love, she hated herself more for overreacting and not listening to him, she should have given him a chance to explain what had happened to her because then they wouldn't be acting all awkward like this, Adeline wanted to tell Asher how much she missed him and about the letter but her mother but for some reason she just couldn't do it. She knew that she had to listen to him more and what he says. Sometimes it felt like she just annoyed him with her problems and never listening to what he had to say.

Adeline's heart raced when she felt his arms around her tightly, she felt butterflies in her stomach, she wrapped her arms around him. Adeline rolled her chocolate brown eyes at him and couldn't help but smiled brightly when he asked her to forgive him. "I love you, you loser, of course I forgive you." Now kiss me. Adeline tried to pull herself as close as she could to him, she missed Asher holding her, she just wanted to with him and only him, she didn't want anyone else, she knew that she wouldn't find anyone as amazing as Asher Romalotti. Adeline looked back up at him. "I know what you were thinking, you're not a cheater, Asher." The Hufflepuff paused. "But if you had cheated I would have given you hell." Something much worse than a fight and she hoped that she would never have to give Asher hell. Before she forgot, she knew that she had some pretty important new to tell the Slytherin. "I have something to tell you." she grinned.

That.was.better.

Much better he squeezed her just to make sure it wasn't a dream. Because if it was this his real life was going to be a nightmare. He grinned his face his in her hair. This was real. Right. It felt real. He seen his things on the floor again. And again he didn't care. They could pick them up together again.

He let go, even though he really didn't want to all. He looked into her eye, chocolate brown eyes. He could do it now it. Look into her eyes. He just needed a conform of apology accepted. He couldn't stand thinking that she thought that. "I love you, too." He smiled. He was all smiles now. He nodded, yeah well getting punched in the face wasn't that bad. It was bad. Grinning again. "Yeah, what that?" He asked as he started picking up his things again. That time it wasn't due to King butterfingers.

Adeline kept her eyes on Asher's face, she heard Asher's things hit the floor again. Adeline smiled brightly again, her cheeks were still rosy, she pushed her hair out her face. Ugh, why did he have to do that? She wanted him to keep holding her, she didn't want him to let go. "I love you." she whispered.

Adeline looked down at the floor, she remembered that she had punched him twice and slapped him. Now she couldn't look at him, why did she have to think about what she had done during their fight? "I'm sorry, I punched you...twice. Oh, and I shouldn't have slapped you either," Adeline but her lower lip. "I feel bad for punching you." Adeline's smile came back to her face and she looked back up at him. "I made it on the Quidditch team."

Oichi had never felt out of it before. The History of Magic subject matter just hurt her so much on a deeply emotional level. She did not expect that her personal life at home would ever expect her school life as much as it did. She shook her head and kept walking while trying to stop shaking. In time the shakiness ended but she knew she needed a nap more then anything and headed for the spiral staircase to go to her dormitory.

"Sure thing!" Toby!Troy grinned, giving a nod. Yep. Understood. Pester the Gryffindor Quidditch captain if he ever needed homework help. He............ didn't know where to find her, but was sure he could find out.

Toby!Troy gave a SALUTE for good measure before Alice left. When she was out of sight, the Hufflepuff stood there for a moment, wondering if it was worth working his way through the school to find a professor to talk to, or if he should just go back to the basement level and rest.

........................ the idea of his comfy comfy bed soon won the boy over, and he nodded to himself, made his way back down the corridor and out of sight.

The Slytherin could not keep from smiling. It seem that even the sun was shinning brighter through the windows. A truly heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders. The bright light at the end of the tunnel was there. He was happy again. Full of smiles.

He shook his head at her. "I deserved it." He felt that he did anyway. He would have liked to punch himself a couple of times him over the past few days.

His chin dropped in excitement. She made the hufflepuff quidditch team! He beamed at her. "That's great. I told you, you would make it." He grinned, and give her another hug.

Adeline ran her fingers through her hair, she noticed that when she look down at her hand that there was some hair in it. Adeline blinked, what the hell was going on? Something wasn't right here, there had to be something wrong. This had never happened before. She blinked again and then focused back on Asher.

The seventh year frowned and look Asher in the eye. "No, I really should have done that to you, it was mean." Adeline knew that she was mad at the time but that didn't mean her punching him was wrong, she was just so angry and she was mostly angry with herself.

Adeline laughed when she saw his chin drop. She shrugged. "There are still people that are a lot better than me on the team." Like Ella and Alec and others. "So did you make the team?" she beamed as she asked him.

The Slytherin just nodded. He would just agree with her. No reason to keep blaming theirselvles. What happened, happened. The reactions went the same way. He looked down "It's done. We do need to talk though," He took a deep breath. He had a lot on his mind lately.

He was glad that she made the team. He just grinned he was proud of her. He taught her everything she knew. "Yeah, yeah I made the team" He was totally going to to say he didn't just to freak her out. But he didn't.

Dylan smiled and nodded. He didn't mind going and owling a letter with her. Besides, it was always really cool to watch. "Not at all, I'd love to!" he said as he began walking with her.

Dylan was so nice! "Thank you, I really appreciate it." Since she did not know him well, he was so nice for offering to come with her. "So do you like Quidditch?" That was one of the questions she liked asking when getting to know someone, because Quidditch was one of her passions along with Hobbits and cucumber sandwiches.

Adeline nodded with a small smile, she wanted to get back together with him because a part of her felt lost without him, she hadn't been single in since her second year, it was weird. Adeline knew that she had made a lot of mistakes but she didn't know she had until she had the fight with Asher. "I know we do." Adeline looked up at him. "Where do we start?" she asked.

Adeline beamed, that was great, she knew that he would make it on the team, she was proud of him. "Congratulations that's amazing, I knew you would get on the team."

Schuyler was meandering. Through the halls. Yep. First floor right here. Exciting.

Her brain was being indecisive. Should she wander down to the kitchens? Then she was right by the girlfriend's common room, too. Maybe stop by and snag Olly first, then off to the kitchen? Although there was also a good chance that Olly was already down there..

Either way, she continued along, set for the staircases.

OOC: Lets pretend they know each other since they are both from the same house and Oichi is a 7th year.

Oichi stomach was rumbling as she left Charms class so she headed through the corridor toward the kitchens where she saw her freind Schuyer. "Hey Sky, whats up? Wanna come to the kitchens with me and grab a little snack food.".

Schuyler MAY, just may, have heard Oichi's stomach rumbling before she heard her voice. Maybe. She flashed a smile, but then gave her a playful version of the hairy eyeball. "You know I don't like being called 'Sky,'" she added with a poke to the other girl's stomach region.

Anyway. What was up? Hmm. Not the ceiling. Actually yes, but that was a lame answer that second years gave. "Oh, nothing much." She was about to flip the question around for Oichi, but the seventh year spoke before she could. Kitchens, hmm? "You read my mind." Now, onward. To the kitchens for snacks.

"What's new with you?" Since she hadn't gotten to ask a moment ago.

Well someone seemed surprised by something she said. Charms or Hospital Wing being on the third floor?

Nodding at Ana when she said she wanted to be accompanied, she led the way out of the classroom and into the corridor. "Right then. This way." She seemed to be walking ... okay? Hopefully Ana wouldn't fall and break anymore bones. "You're okay to walk up those flights, right?" Cause she could levy her. She might teach Muggle Studies, but that didn't mean she was naive with a wand.

As she followed Hadley out into the corridor Ana tried her best to move normally. It hurt, but then breathing hurt, so really they were just getting into degrees of pain here. But the sooner she got to the Hospital Wing the sooner she'd feel better. She was also attempting to remind herself of all the injuries she'd already had, coincidentally one of those included breaking her ribs after being hit hard in the chest.

"I should be," Ana replied, trying not to think too much about it. If it turned out she couldn't then she could always just tell Hadley when she discovered it. As she continued walking, attempting to keep up with the other woman she wrapped her arm around herself, face pinching slightly in pain.