Second Floor Corridor
 

Laura and anyone!
 

Laura was just walking around she had decided that it was time to do some exploring and to see around the school again. She was on the second floor when she suddenly saw Tessa. "So Tess how did it go?" Laura asked as she thought about the Unicorn thing that she had dared her friend to do. It had just been for a laugh.

Tessa heard footsteps behind her, but didn't look to see who it was- she was busy examining some of the portraits and tapestries that lined the hallway. Parts would change, she knew, but this way at least, she would know a way to identify this hall.

However, hearing the familiar voice and her name, she turned to smile at Laura. "Oh, as expected," she said with a shrug. "The Headmistress stated that unicorns were not permitted on the grounds unless they belong to the Care of Magical Creatures Professor," she explained.

Laura giggled as she looked at Tessa. "Well that is good." Laura was glad her friend didn't get into trouble. "I think your amazing Tess." Laura beamed and then remembered something. "Oh and whenever you want to dare me to do something just come and find me." Laura had promised her friend that she would do her dare if she did the one Laura suggested. "So what you doing now?"

Tessa grinned. She had figured that she wouldn't get in trouble- but if she had, it would have been just another one to add to the list, albeit her first at Hogwarts. She would prefer to save her first punishment for something really important. Anyway...

"Oh really?" Tessa grinned. "Well, I will have to think of a good one for you then- I'll keep you updated," she said, stroking her chin thoughtfully. Suddenly, an idea came to her. "Never mind, got it. I dare you to wear a mustache- color of your choosing- for an entire day. You must wear it to all of your classes and to each meal- but if a Professor tells you to take if off, you may," she added with a grin.

"Right now? I'm studying this corridor so I know what floor I'm on in case I stumble upon it. It's something I've done at every school I've gone to... I think I know each school better than the people who have attended it for a few years," she added with a grin.

For Tag <3
 

There could only be two reasons why Tag was on such a lower level of the school. The kitchens and the Hufflepuff house. He wouldn't be making his way down here for anything else. So passing along the corridors, and in a rather rush Tag spotted a girl sitting on the wall of the corridor.

Well, that was rather, not fun. " Well, whatcha doing on the floor? You should be out in the fresh air getting those rays of sunshine before it gets too cold to be outside of the castle" Tag said to the girl. And yes, he'd most likely be heading out as soon as he got what he needed from wherever he was going to.

Delilah frowned.

Not cool, person. Just when she was falling asleep, too! Granted, napping in an empty corridor wasn't really a great idea.. She looked up. Oh, hello there. A nice looking boy indeed.

"Well.. I think I've gotten all the fresh air I need for today." Honestly, ever since she got here, all she'd been doing was roam around the grounds. And, she did go for a swim in the lake almost every morning so she was good, yeah? She eyed him for a moment.

"What are you doing here?" Right back at ya, blondie.

Taggy :P
 

Well no frowny Miss. No frowny.

Nonsense. With all this 'gotten all the fresh air she need for today'. Tag shook his head, but not in a disapproving manner but in a more comical, amused manner. "I think you could get more fresh air for the day." Tag said with a nod. But, it was her needs not his. Though she looked busy a bit? Was a that a book on her or was Tag just imaging things.

He was probably imaging books.

Raising an eyebrow the Gryffindor answered the girl, simply honest, "Most likely heading down to the kitchens to find something to eat. That or going to stand about outside the Hufflepuff house, picking up my friends for a day out." That's what he usually did. There would really be no other reason for him to be wandering about in such lower levels of the castle if it weren't for that.

More fresh air? Delilah looked amused as she eyed the boy. Yeah, fresh air was always good. She liked spending time outdoors.. In fact, she loved to read/study outdoors too. The weather was starting to get a little chilly now but it wasn't freezing. She supposed this boy was right. It was better to spend as much time as possible outside..

"Oh, I love going down to the kitchens too! You always seem to get the most interesting things to eat." Heh. She liked talking to the elves too. Mhm. "... and I'm a Hufflepuff." Just so he knew. She eyed the boy more before nodding towards the floor. "Do you want to sit with me for a little while?"

Why was she looking at him like that? Eh. Tag just shrugged his shoulder at the girl. She was only looking at him because she was dazzled by his beauty and extra blonde blonde hair. Thanks to Alec's hair care products he'd gotten Tag. The leprechaun couldn't blame the girl.

She was agreeing with him. GOOD. Kitchen exploration was always good. "I usually end up eating in the kitchens most of the time." He didn't really visit the actual house tables. "Just go down there and ask the elves, if I can't cook whatever I want, if they can make it for me. They're more than willing to help." Tag appreciated the elves.

Why did she need to mention being a Hufflepuff? Tag shrugged at that, furrowed his brows and then gave her a longer look. Hufflepuff. Kinda old, wasn't she? "Hufflepuff. I like Hufflepuffs." And then she was inviting him to sit with her, which had Tag fast on the floor.

Okay. WHY was he shrugging? Delilah looked at him for a moment longer, slightly confused. Heh. Anyway.. She grinned at his next few words and nodded. "Yes, me too. The elves are so nice! They always give me a snack when I'm down there.. And it helps so much because I can't cook." Heh. Her cooking skills were nothing to be proud of.

He liked Hufflepuffs? The blonde grinned at him. "Yeah? Well, we ARE pretty awesome." She waited as he joined her on the floor before turning to look at him properly. "What house are you in?"

... Oh, wait. Introductions. "I'm Delilah, by the way." BEAM.

Good thing was, Tag was getting an easy going conversation with this girl. There was nothing worse than trying to converse with someone and the conversation having long awkward halts or silences. Ugh. Tag strongly disliked silence. Especially around people. Keep it talking. "All nice and helpful and kind. Tinka's adorable too." If she hadn't met Tinka yet, then she should. "Elves, generally, I don't know, creep me, just the way they look or something. I have nothing against them..." Cough. Actually, yeah he did. "But Tinka the elf is adorable. They practically and gladly will make anything for you. That's one of the good things about them, especially when people like us can't cook."

And the girl wasn't lying. Hufflepuff's were awesome. Or at least the ones Tag got along with. He generally got along with them. "You are. Hufflepuff's are some of my most favorite people." He said nodding and smiling at the girl. "Gryffindor. Lions. You're gonna hear me roar!" No. Tag can't roar.

Finally. Tag knew the girl's name. Which sparked something inside him but he'd stay quiet. "Delilah. Like the flower. Oh, I'm Tag. Like the muggle game!" As he always introduced himself.

Tinka? Delilah frowned. She wasn't sure if she'd met an elf with that name. Maybe not because she would remember if she had. She was good with remembering names, yep. "I don't think I have met a Tinka before.. But, yeah. All the elves are just super nice and helpful. I mean, I'm new here but they seem to love me already. I'd love to meet Tinka sometime.".... BLINK. They creep him out? Yeah, sure. They are.. different-looking creatures but they were lovely, mhm. "Hey, you can't cook either?" GRIN. It wasn't something to be extremely happy about but they had something in common. Awesome.

Hufflepuffs were his favourite people. Heh, of course. They were a lovely bunch of people.. maybe with one exception but she didn't want to think about that person now. Nope. "Let me hear you roar, Lion." She said, with an amused grin. Heh.

So, he was Tag. Interesting. "That is such a cool name! I used to play the game when I was a kid.. A long time ago. It's great to meet you, Tag!" She grinned and extended a hand.

Cinn/James <3
 

Lucas meandered down the corridor, mainly as a way to stall doing his Herbology homework. There was so much writing involved! Euck.
In any case, he stopped at the top of the stairs of the second floor, stuffing his hands into his pockets and leaning on the railing. This place still made him nervous.

And why was she frowning? No frowning allowed at all here. Especially in front of Tag. "Maybe she's a shy elf or something?" He said shrugging his shoulders at the idea. Tinka sounded like 'baby elf' to Tag, but he wasn't sure if she was a baby elf or not. So maybe she was shy or just didn't go about the kitchens as much as other elves did. " They are really helpful. And if you want to meet her, then there's no better way than to spend some time around the kitchen. Might pop in one day while you're there." We won't mention pancakes but Tinka had been super helpful to Tag that one time he had been down in the kitchen. Tag had his reasons to be creeped out by the elves. OK? Ok. " I just said I couldn't cook." He repeated with a short laugh.

Great. Now she really wanted to hear Tag roar. He couldn't muster up a roar so he simply said "Meow" at her. A slightly amused face on him.

"Well, I'm quite lucky you've played my game." That was lame, what he'd said, but it just came into his head. And he took her hand and shook it. " You too Delilah." Also, there would be no mentionings of Tag figuring out she was Lottie's dorm mate. If it maybe came up later in the conversation, then maybe, for now Tag had to get a better understanding of her.

James walked down the corridor twirling his wand between his fingers with practiced ease. Seeing his brother he stopped short and looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

If he was mean....and knew it wouldn't kill him he would've broken that railing and watched him fall but he didn't really feel like explaining to mum why his brother was killed.

He cleared his throat as he walked up to his brother with his wand still twirling. "And what pray tell troubles the worried mind?" he said with a smirk.

He couldn't decide whether he liked this place or not and maybe it was sort of to do with the fact that his brother had kind of disappeared into the woodwork of the Ravenclaw common room.

And speak of the devil..

He tried not to jump too much as James spoke and instead turned to face him, sheepishly. "I, uh.." But he glanced up, frowning slightly at the wand his brother was twirling surreptitiously. "Lots of homework," he answered, after a beat.

But now that James was here, he could ask. "So, uh, what have you been doing?"

James shrugged and shoved his wand in his pocket with one hand while pushing back his hair from his face with the other. "Not much girls...work....the usual." He smirked and leaned against the wall opposite his brother.

"You know if you're having trouble with your classes I can help. Unless it's like that divination stuff....who uses that anyway?" Seriously. It was a load of...well...if anyone did believe in it they were morons. He took his wand back out and started twirling it with his other hand. Oooooo James the magic ambidextrous wizard. He smirked to himself at his own joke. Magic wizard....what a silly phrase.

Shy elf.. Maybe. Weird though cause Delilah was down in the kitchens almost everyday but still had never met her. Oh, well. Maybe she HAD seen her around but didn't know her name? Yeah, that was probably it. She settled more comfortable, shifting her bag to the side. "What house are you in, Tag?" What? She was curious. Heh. The blonde smiled rather sheepishly. "Me neither. I tried over the summer and yeah.. It was a disaster."

... Meow? Delilah laughed. "I had asked you to roar, Tag." Heh. Not that she minded meow. She LOVED kitties. They were adorable, weren't they? "Your game? REALLY?" Of course, she didn't believe that but she was just teasing him. Heh. He seemed rather cool.

Lucas grinned as James listed his preoccupations. There were absolutely no surprises there. "How is that even possible, we've been here for like two months and you've already got a fling?!" This was pretty much a rhetorical question and the singular presumption of fling was frankly laughable.

The Gryffindor shook his head. "I, uh, think I got it. Well.. I've finished it all anyway." But it irked him a little, because he'd actually liked Divination and Robyn was actually a really, really good tutor. So he decided to change the subject to something he knew would be neutral territory. "Did you tryout for the Quidditch team?"

James laughed and shook his head, "Of course not. Well...I wouldn't call it a fling." He laughed and walked over to his brother sliding his wand into his pocket and wrapping his arm around her shoulder, "But come on we're good looking guys. I can't help it if the girls think so too." He grinned and rubbed his brother's head playfully.

"Well then...all the works done let's go have some fun." Ha he rhymed. "Nah not this term. Next term. It'll be Team Rodemiere," he said waving his arm in front of him as he spoke as if the title were some majestic thing. "Too bad you aren't in the same house then we could be the dynamic duo for real. The unstoppable Quidditch duo!"

Lucas rolled his eyes. "Uh huh, give it like a week, mate." Eyeing James as he hugged him, the Gryffindor spluttered in disbelief. "Yeah, okay, you're uh, smooth. I didn't inherit that."

Fun? James always sounded suspiciously sinister when he said 'fun'. "Sure. What do you have in mind?" Or, how many points is this going to lose us?
Team Rodemiere? "It's your fault you got lumped into Ravenclaw." Their parents had found the split insanely hilarious. "Don't know how our Captains would feel if we were working together." But Lucas got a distinct glint in his eye at the thought. Yeah, so maybe some mischief wouldn't go amiss.

Knitted eyebrows. Yes, that's what Tag was wearing the very moment she had asked Tag what house he was in. Well its not like he was Hogwartian heh, so it wasn't a big deal. She had told him what house she was in. "Gryffindor. Lions." Simple as that. "I've nearly burnt down a kitchen." Cough, his owls, cough. His dad didn't need to know about this. Lottie called her cooking a disaster too, hadn't she? Or was that Tag simply teasing her. Anyway.

" I don't have a very strong voice." he said quietly. LIES. He had a strong voice, and could get very loud, he was probably just shy now. That or roaring was rather odd, even for him. Yes, of course his game. "Yes, my game. Tag, you're it." It could get quite confusing sometimes, especially on a playground. But, her name gave Tag a short thought, "Do people say something about your name? Like they make comments about it cause it's a flower?" Curiosity killed a kitty. Or in this case Unicorn.