Jasmine noticed that Cris had become quiet all of a sudden. She hoped that she hadn't said anything to upset him especially with all of the talk about his father. When he smiled, she knew that he was O.K. Jasmine was caught off guard though when, Cris reached over and gently touched her face. The movement was unexpected, but not unwelcome. Once she got over the initial surprise, Jasmine closed her eyes and relaxed into his caress.

Hearing Cris' kind words, Jasmine opened her eyes and smiled. She felt so close to him at that moment and it was amazing because they hadn't known each other that long. When Cris looked into her eyes, she felt a connection. His eyes were so intense, it was as if he could see all the way to her soul. It seemed time stood still for a moment and Jasmine was unaware of anything else around them. Then the spell was broken when Cris let her go. All of that time Jasmine had not said a word. She couldn't, she was totally overwhelmed with.......she didn't know what. Whatever it was, it was good. That much she did know.

When she finally found her voice, Jasmine could only say, "Thank you". "Thank you for the kind words, for being my friend and for being the amazing person that you are. You know who else is lucky? Me."

Jasmine had not said a single word all the time he had his hand against her face. That made Cris worry that he may have offended her by doing that. Like who would touch someone, especially their face, especially when they had only just met? Surely not everyone but he had done exactly that.

Then she closed her eyes and Cris began to panic. Was she about to scream? Was she afraid to look him in the eyes? Was she embarrassed to be seen with him? All those thought raced through his mind only to be quieted when he felt her relax against his hand.

When she opened her eyes and smiled, Cris knew that everything was alright. From the way she looked at him, he could tell that she wasn't afraid or upset with him. All that was confirmed when she next uttered those words.

"Thank you for being who you are too, Jasmine. However, I think I'm the lucky one," he smiled down at her. "You have the choice to pick anyone as your friend, and you chose to be mine. That makes ME the luckiest person here in Hogwarts."

Angel was totally looking forwards to seeing what she could find and she had found a lake, she wonder if this was the lake she used with the boats at the beginning of the term, she decided that it must have been but she wasn't sure, though there wasn't another lake around so maybe it was, all she knew was it look massive and it looked very deep.

Kevin was bored. And when he was bored , he got misschievious. Anyone who would notice him right now would know that he was up to something as it was written all over his face. His expression was a grin and his eyes twinkled. He had seen a fellow Gryffindor walking towards the Lake from where he had been sitting and he sneaked up on her.

When he was close by , the second year put his hands in his pockets and pulled out some Creepy Crawlies that he had gotten at the Weasley shop over the summer. He tiptoed on the grass towards the younger girl and tried to drop the crawling insects in her hair. mwuahahaha

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"ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!" Angel felt something in her hair. "MY HAIR!!!!!" Angel screamed. "Something in my hair." Angel was freaking out something was in her hair and she didn't like it.

"SOMEONE GET IT OUT!!" Angel screamed, saying that where had it come from, whoever was messing with her hair was going to get a massive slap, this just wasn't on and she didn't like it, could someone please take whatever it was off her hair.

Kevin LAUGHED so hard at the girl's scream of terror that his stomach began to hurt. He doubled over as he continued to laugh loudly while he watched with an amused twinkle in his eyes that Angel was now screaming for someone to get the insects out.

"Awww they just want to be friiiends!" Kevin said with a grin as he folded his arms over each other. "I think it looks nice though" he snorted and bit his lower lip from trying not to laugh out loud again. Didn't want to acknowledge certain people...aka...Professors eh? If only she stopped screaming ...but it was too funny!

"Chillax yo! They're just insects! Or are you scaaaared?" hmm? was the wittle Gryffindor scared of the wittle insects?

Being seventeen was possibly the strangest experience Charlie had ever had, and at the same time, nothing had changed. Sure, she could have firewhiskey, and in her fathers eyes be seen as an adult, but to her mother and sister, she wouldn't be one for another year. She couldn't even rent a place of her own, yet.

Not that she even had the money too, but still.

Pulling her coat closer to her, she curled her feet up underneath her and ignore the homework that lay at the bottom of her bag. Charlie had better things to do right now. She had a boyfriend and a sister to write letters to and describe every detail of her mundane life to.

Gosh, when did summer start again?

Wandering along the lake, Lux was sure that she would have been able to hear the screams even if she was all the way at the other end of the castle.

Running over to see what was wrong, she noticed that Angel was freaking out about something in her hair, while the boy that she had seen in classes who was named Kevin laughed at her. Oh goodness.

"It's okay, Angel. Try to calm down." There was no way that she could get whatever it was out of her friend's hair while she was freaking out.

"YOU, YOU DID THIS!!!!!!!!" Angel screamed at the boy. "I KNOW YOU DID!!" Angel was very angry now and if it wasn't for the fact that she would get into trouble for it, she would have slapped him hard across the face because he deserved it, like really, he deserved a slap in the face.

"I am not scared, I just don't expect a two year old to put stuff in other peoples hair." Yeah that was right she might not be able to slap him or anything but she could call him a two year old because that's how he was acting.

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Angel gave Lux a massive hug. "Lux this kid put something in my hair." Angel sighed as she stood very still. "I don't trust him, but can you take whatever it is out please." Angel was still upset but she was trying to calm herself down enough so that her friend could get it out. "Please."

Awwww. Slightly surprised by the huge hug, Lux returned it. Well, she did love hugs. It just was that she generally preferred them in happier circumstances.

"Yeah, of course I will." Fortunately, Angel was trying to calm down which made her job a lot easier. Looking though the young girl's hair, she spotted the bugs.

Bugs? Honestly?

Lux was all for playing pranks in good fun, but Kevin was being plain mean.

Jasmine's smile grew even bigger than it was before and that was saying something. Could Cris possibly be serious? "He was the luckiest person because she was his friend? Wow. Jasmine usually had no trouble speaking her mind, but she was at a loss for words on that one. She thought about her time at Beauxbatons and how lonely she was, always feeling like the outsider. Since she had been at Hogwarts, she had already made more friends than during her whole time at Beauxbatons. And Cris.......was the best.

Suddenly, Jasmine realized that she had been off in her own world for a moment. Here she was, in the company of this gorgeous man and she had been thinking about sad times instead of being in the present. "I'm sorry. You must think I'm terribly rude. I was just thinking about how things were at my old school and how glad I am to be here now........at Hogwarts and........here with you." Then just as suddenly Jasmine said, "Cris, I know this is rather random, but when is your birthday?" "Don't ask me why that just popped into my head, but I'd like to know." Jasmine was sure that Cris would think she was crazy. First not talking, then zoning out and then asking questions out of the blue.

This girl had thought of everything. Why were the first years so clever this year? A cootie shot. Zander was pretty sure that cooties weren't even real things. He just said it to make her nervous. Or so that she'd take back the whole boy germ things. Because that was uncalled for [I]annnnd/I] a totally false assumption. Zander did not have boy germs. Maybe some of the other boys did, but not Zander. No sir. He was germ free. "I heard sometimes that the shots don't get rid of cooties because cooties are really hard to cure." Mhmm.

Was she questioning his lion-hood? This was the second time in the first few weeks alone. Did that Zahra girl put her up to this? Because if she did then there would have to be some serious consequences. That girl needs to be stopped. "Yes I'm sure that I'm not a Hufflepuff," he corrected. You're not allowed to question a person's "househood" if you can't even pronounce them right. "The sorting hat most definitely said Gryffindor. Are you trying to say I'm weak or something? Because I can be brave if I want to be." Hmph. "Are you sure that your not a ravenclaw or something? Because boy do you ask a lot of questions."

And as if on cue, even more questions. "Well he can't preform magic. He hasn't got a wand like us," duhhhh. Uh. No I think he's giant because he was just born that way, I don't know. It might be in his genes." Zander smiled knowingly. He had learned about genes over the summer. So knowledgeable. Yes. He may be awful at potions, but muggle stuff is a peice of cake! Another question? This girl was so curious. Was she always like this? Is this why her parents told her all of this made up stuff? So that she'd stop asking questions? "Yeah it normally snows over here in the winter! Hogwarts looks really cool covered in white. And you get to have snowball fights and you can even build a Mrs. Snowman?" He told her enthusiastically. Maybe this will get her to like him and not think he was a loon.

"Hey, for the last time, I'm not loony!" GAH. What was he supposed to do to convince her?? "Well then if you can get rid of cooties with a shot, how am I supposed to get rid of boy germs?" Could you scrub them off? Were they even a real thing. Or was she making them up like he was making up cooties.

" And I'm not making this up! We've just got to look for him because sometimes he doesn't come up right away." *nods head* The squid was real. This was serious business, he would not just make it up. Besides, he wasn't creative enough to do that. As soon as he said this he turned to see a tentacle wave up out of the water. "Oooh look did you see it!? He waved to us! His tentacle, did you see it? Did ya? Did ya? I told you I wasn't lying!" Ha.

What did he mean that the shots didn't get rid of cooties? "You're lying. My sisters said I don't have them anymore and Magatia is really smart," Ellinia said sticking her tongue out at Loony Boy. He had to be lying because he was nowhere nearly as smart as her sisters. He didn't even know what boy germs were or cooties. "What do you know about cooties anyways?" Probably nothing because he was a liar. Yup. And he was loony so clearly he didn't know anything about cooties.

He claimed that he wasn't a Hufferpuff. He said it weird though. With an L. Ellinia was pretty sure there was no L in Hufferpuff. "My mommy said loony people hear things in their head that aren't real. Are you sure the hat didn't say Hufferpuff and you thought Gryffindor?" Ellinia asked, tilting her head slightly. And Ellinia was definitely not trying to say that he was weak. She just believed he could not "rock the red and gold" the way her sisters said that she could. What was a Ravenclaw? Ellinia stared at the loony boy blankly.

Ravenclaw... Ravenclaw... Ca-caw? Which one was that? OH WAIT. It was the smartsy one... right?

"I'm not a Ravenclaw. I don't even like birds," Ellinia said while shaking her head. Silly Loony Boy. "And it's because you don't have good answers." Not her fault he gave bad answers that made her ask more questions.

What was the point of a giant squid if he couldn't do magic? Why did the lake even have a squid? "Why can't he do magic without a wand?" Ellinia asked. Because if the squid was a magical creature he should be able to do magic. He was giant because he was born that way? That didn't make sense. "I have jeans too." Like... four pairs of them. Yup. "I don't think they make jeans for squids because they don't have two legs." See, the loony boy was silly.

OOOH. He was talking about something Ellinia liked. "I can't wait for it to snow," Ellinia said, beaming and hugging her snow globe tighter. "It's going to be so pretty and I wanna build a Mrs. Snowman and a Baby Snowman and a Doggie Snowman," she said, going off into her dream world where Winter would be perfect. It would be snow-y and pretty like little white flowers falling from the sky. She couldn't wait for that. "And then I can build a snow house!" And the Snowman family can live in the snow house with a fireplace and all.

... Loony boy was not convincing Ellinia with the whole not being loony thing. "Okay," she said in response. She didn't believe him one bit though. As for the boy germs... "You need a shot for those too. And then you need to put it in a box and put the box in the garbage disposal and have the thingy grind it up," Ellinia said seriously. At least that's what she thought would get rid of it. Her daddy never told her how to get rid of it. He had just said stay away from boys because they had boy germs. Plus, if there was any way to actually get rid of boy germs that was probably the way to do it.

Ellinia squinted her eyes and tried to find the squid. "Shouldn't we have a lookie thing for it? Can't you find him with magic?" she asked, putting her snow globe down on her lap and making a makeshift telescope with her hands. It didn't work. Then loony boy was being all excited about something. What? She saw a thing splash into the lake but she wasn't quite sure what the boy was talking about. "I didn't see it," Ellinia said, eyes wide. Had she missed it? Or was loony boy being loony and seeing things?! "Make it do it again!" Because she wanted to see the squid too.

Cris began to worry when Jasmine got all quiet again the moment he admitted that he considered himself the lucky one. Should he have kept that bit of truth to himself? He was about to apologize for embarrassing her, when she broke the silence.

The moment he heard what she had to say, the smile on his face got a whole lot wider. "No, no, there's no need to apologize. If truth be told, I was about to apologize to you myself, for saying what I did. I mean we've only met each other...." Cris paused mid-sentence and then laughed. "I guess I should stop before I end up apologizing again," he grinned back at her.

Then the next question, a random one which caused him to blink in surprise. "My birthday? It was on September 13, right after school started. I rarely have the chance to celebrate it because start of term tends to be crazy for everyone. Starting classes, doing new stuff...you know what I mean. Anyway, I know you asked me not to ask why, but why did you want to know? When is yours?" Cris asked in return.

Bartholomew? Huh. Dima wondered if getting the giant squid's attention could be as simple as calling his name, but they'd already tried so many things to no avail. "Have you met him before?" 'Cause if this guy had, then he'd know how to get him to surface! And then they'd have met a SQUID.

He shook the boys hand.... regularly. Er... were you supposed to shake them a certain way? Like Maddie, for instance, looked like she was gonna rip his arm off. Maybe it just seemed that way to Dima and his weird and gentle insides... but Merlin. He was glad she never shook his hand.

"I know it's nice! Aunt Cela is my favorite." She was also the loudest, but Dima didn't mention that part. It was pretty obvious by that reverse howler how she was, right? And he would have passed Maddie's comment off as one of polite acknowledgement if he hadn't made eye contact while speaking. But the sad look on her face was hard to miss for him, given how easily he picked up on those kinds of things. "Didn't you get a letter too?"

If she had, hopefully it had been delivered by a family owl instead of by the post office, 'cause they'd have probably been fed right. Did they starve their owls in Diagon Alley or something? Dima watched the Toby guy feed him, lucky that SOMEONE thought to keep food on them.

A knut would have probably been better, little owl. Just saying.

When the girl turned to him to scream in his face the Gryffindor didn't back down. In fact, he thought that this was even more funnier! He tried his best to look serious now but it didn't work and he laughed out loud again. "I think it looks good, you know!" griiiin. Really? Why did girls freak over some joke insects? What was so scary about them?

Oh wait, turns out she wasn't scared of them. Cool, so could he do it again? The Gryffindor shrugged his shoulders. It didn't hurt him to be called a two year old. "You were just in the wrong place at the wrong time" And this was the truth because he hadn't been targeting her , she just happened to be ....looking at the water and it had been the PERFECT opportunity.

And then another girl ran their way. Of course Angel's screaming would have attracted someone. He was surprised it hadn't been a Prefect. He raised an eyebrow as the youngest Gryffindor hugged the Hufflepuff and then rolled his eyes.

While they hugged , the Gryffindor made a move to grab some more Weasley's creepy crawlies but realised he had used them all already. Laaame! He had wanted to shower her too!

He just kind of stood there to the side as the Hufflepuff girl began to pick out the bugs out of Angel's hair "Spoilsport" he muttered under his breath but loud enough for them to hear. Ugh this place was boring ...wasn't there something EXCITING going on in this place?!

When Jasmine came out of her daze, she noticed the worried look on Cris' face. Then he started apologizing for things he had no need to apologize for. She made a mental note to try not to go all silent on him again. "You don't have to apologize for what you said.......unless you didn't mean it. Besides, once you've had a near death experience with someone it automatically qualifies you as old friends. That's the rule according to Jasmine." Smiling at Cris, she said, "Have you ever met someone and just hit it off immediately?" "Well that's how it felt when I met you. It feels like we've known each other forever even though it hasn't been that long."

Jasmine was dismayed when Cris said that his birthday had recently passed with no celebration. She believed that everyone deserved some sort of celebration on their birthday even if it was just a small acknowledgement. She wasn't a big fan of parties, for herself anyway, but she did like to celebrate. When Cris asked why she had come up with that question, Jasmine laughed. "Because if we're going to be old friends, I need to be up on my Cris trivia......you know, birthday, favorite food, favorite color, what you want to be when you grow up......stuff like that." If Cris hadn't thought she was crazy before, Jasmine was pretty sure he would now. "My birthday is April 22. I'm a spring baby. Guess that's why I like it so much."

Vinnie had decided to go talk a way around the grounds. It was always nice to have some fresh air. She had been at the library for too long again but these history books just ate her up. If she wanted to the Slytherin could sleep at the library. But she'd probably get detention for that. And now that she made friends, spending all her time with the books didnt seem like a good idea.

Without realising the fifth year made her way down the pathway, to the lake. Humming to herself she skipped along until she reached the lake. Oh... someone was here already. A girl. Oh well.

As Vinnie was looking for a good space to sit for a little she recognised the girl. It was Charlie. Oh my god, how had she not noticed before. Snort. With a grin on her face the brunette approached her friend and house mate. „ Hey you“, she came to stop next to her,“ what you doing out here on your own?“

The dark shadow having passed, Cris chuckled at Jasmine's mention of their near death experience. It was still hard to believe that their adventures in Peru had been so harrowing. "I have to agree with you. Sharing a couple of near death experiences with someone does make you trust that person more. I like your Jasmine rule." he smiled at her.

"I haven't actually had that experience before. That meeting someone and hitting it off immediately experience. At least not until now, and with you. It does feel like I've known you all my life. Maybe we were destined to meet, but we just had to wait until now to do so. Who knows," Cris shrugged before looking deep into her eyes again.

"All I know is that I'm glad I did," he smiled gently at her nodding in agreement when she mentioned that they were going to be old friends. Cris smiled at that thought. Yes they were definitely going to remain friends for life but he wondered at the same time, whether they would be more than just that. Based on how he felt whenever he was with her, Cris began to realize that friendship wasn't the only thing he wanted to share with her. He just hoped that Jasmine felt the same way too.

"April 22nd huh? Okay that date has been permanently stored in my memory banks. So how do you normally celebrate your birthdays?" he asked with interest. "Before I attended boarding school, my mother would bake this humungous cake and have friends come over and we'd have a food fight, with the cake as our favored choice of ammunition," Cris laughed as he recalled those fun days growing up.

"What would be your favorite choice of cake?"

Angel smiled at Lux as she picked whatever it was out of her hair. "Thanks Lux." Angel was glad, that Lux was her friend and she was glad she had been around when this idiot had started acting like a two year old, which was such a shame because she had thought Kevin was cool when they had met in Diagon Alley.

"Yeah right." Angel rolled her eyes at the guy. "Your just a meanie." Angel was going to keep an eye on the guy and she was going to make sure he never tried to do anything like that again because she didn't think it was nice of the guy. "What have I ever done to you?" Angel asked, she had tried to be friendly when they had met.

From the corner of her eye, Lux saw Kevin make a movement, and she could only assume that he had intended to prank her too. Since nothing happened, she was safe to continue clearing out Angel's hair.

Bugs certainly weren't nice by any means, but she was not as grossed out by them as other girls might be. "Weasley Wizard Weezes I assume?" she asked Kevin while shaking her head. It was okay if Kevin wasn't happy with her, Lux hadn't wanted Angel to have a panic attack or anything.

"Okay, I think I got them all..." Unless Angel could still feel bugs in her hair?

The dark shadow having passed, Cris chuckled at Jasmine's mention of their near death experience. It was still hard to believe that their adventures in Peru had been so harrowing. "I have to agree with you. Sharing a couple of near death experiences with someone does make you trust that person more. I like your Jasmine rule." he smiled at her.

"I haven't actually had that experience before. That meeting someone and hitting it off immediately experience. At least not until now, and with you. It does feel like I've known you all my life. Maybe we were destined to meet, but we just had to wait until now to do so. Who knows," Cris shrugged before looking deep into her eyes again.

"All I know is that I'm glad I did," he smiled gently at her nodding in agreement when she mentioned that they were going to be old friends. Cris smiled at that thought. Yes they were definitely going to remain friends for life but he wondered at the same time, whether they would be more than just that. Based on how he felt whenever he was with her, Cris began to realize that friendship wasn't the only thing he wanted to share with her. He just hoped that Jasmine felt the same way too.

"April 22nd huh? Okay that date has been permanently stored in my memory banks. So how do you normally celebrate your birthdays?" he asked with interest. "Before I attended boarding school, my mother would bake this humungous cake and have friends come over and we'd have a food fight, with the cake as our favored choice of ammunition," Cris laughed as he recalled those fun days growing up.

"What would be your favorite choice of cake?"

Jasmine thought about what Cris said, that their meeting was destined to happen. She wondered what else destiny had planned for them. "Me too", Jasmine said softly in response to Cris' statement. She was glad they had met. In fact she couldn't imagine being at Hogwarts without him. When Cris looked into her eyes again, Jasmine almost forgot how to breathe. She didn't have that many friends who were boys, but she most certainly never had one who made her feel like Cris did. All of this was new to Jasmine and she wasn't exactly sure what to think........but then the talk turned to birthdays.

"When I was a little girl I used to have birthday parties with my friends from school and the neighborhood. We'd have pizza and cake and do something like ice skate or miniature golf. As I've gotten older, I've gotten more low key. I just like to hang out with my family and maybe a friend or two.......and cake, there must be cake and candles. I like a good old fashioned, generic birthday cake. Yellow cake and lots of white icing....yum.

Jasmine listened to Cris describe his childhood birthday parties. "Food fights? Seriously?" She could not imagine that scene nor could she ever imagine her parents allowing a food fight in their house. "I've never had the pleasure", she said. Then Jasmine remembered. "Hey, you never told me your favorite food. And since we're talking cake, what kind do you like?" Important questions, you know?

How had he been so lucky to have met someone as beautiful as Jasmine? Cris paused to think. Not only was she physically beautiful, she was also beautiful on the inside. She was gentle, kind and caring. All the traits one would wish for themselves. And here she was. Even if she wasn't beautiful on the outside, Cris knew he wouldn't have cared. She was special to him and nothing would ever change that.

Her softly whispered, me too, tugged at his heartstrings. The way she looked at him made his heart skip...like it was dancing for joy. He wanted to reach out and cup her face in the palm of his hand but instead reached out and threaded his fingers with hers. He smiled gently at her as his thumb softly stroked the top of her fingers.

They were talking about birthdays, so Cris tried to concentrate on what Jasmine was saying, even though his eyes kept darting to her lips instead. Not wanting to be caught staring, he mentally shook himself and refocussed on the conversation.

"Ice skate? I didn't know you skated? I speed skate competitively. Maybe one of these days, we could skate together. I for one, would like to try some miniature golf. I haven't played that since I was this high," Cris raised his free hand about three feet off the ground.

He laughed when she described the cake she loved. "Yellow cake and lots of icing huh...the better to smear your face with kind of icing?" he teased her before continuing.

"Yes seriously, we had food fights back home. Of course we were made to clean up after we were done, but those were the best birthday parties ever. I myself love Chocolate layered cake with fresh banana inside. Yes I know it sounds weird, but actually it takes really good, especially the ones my mother baked," he explained.

Just the memory of when he last ate such a cake, made him smile fondly. He made a mental note to himself to OWL his mother to make and send one to him.

"Favorite food? I love chicken salad, spaghetti and meat sauce, shepherd's pie and Rocky Road ice cream. What about you? What's your favorite?" he asked in return. Cris liked the way they were revealing stuff about themselves to each other. This was way cooler than having to dig it out from the other person. And for some reason, he didn't feel uncomfortable telling her. He trusted her.

Okay there is no way she actually got a shot for cooties, do they even make those? Cooties aren't even real! He literally just made it up to make her uneasy. But yet this girl had an excuse for everrryyything. "Well even if there are shots to cure cooties, how am I supposed to know you actually got one? Huh? Where's the proof?" Ha. Don't have a way out of that one do you firstie? "And I'll have you know, I have a lotta knowledge about cooties," yeah. "I read a book all about them," well technically no. He read a lot of books about a lot of things, but not about cooties BECAUSE THEY AREN'T EVEN REAL. "How do YOU know about cooties?" Hmmmm?

Why does everyone question his househood? He was put in Gryffindor, end of story okay. "First off, it's pronounced HuffLEpuff, not hufferpuff. And secondly, the hat definitely said Gryffindor. Gryffindor and Hufflepuff don't even sound the same!" Hmph. "And for the last time I'M NOT LOONY OKAY?" Could a 'loony one' even carry out a conversation? I think not! "What will it take to convince you?" He could do plenty of things unloony. Like ride a bike. Loony people can't ride bikes. That takes way too much coordination. And he can do arithmancy homework, ocasionally, arithmancy takes an unloony brain to do. And he can even spell the word hippopotamus right. Loony people can't do that. SEEE not loony.

"Well I don't even like badgers. So I can't be a hufflepuff," If that was her reasoning then he'd use it to. What were badgers even like anyways? Plus yellow is definitely not his color. And hufflepuffs were way too touchy-feely and huggy and friendshipy and lovey-dovey and always happy and overly cheerful and no. Not a hufflepuff. Not Zander.

"Well wizards need wands for magic so I'd assume everyone needs a wand for magic? I think.." He didn't know much about magicky wandy things. "And I wasn't talking about the wearing kind of genes," silly little girl "I was talking about the genes in your body with your genetic code and.... never mind. You wouldn't understand." She was just a silly little firstie who believed that her snowglobe can see and that cooties are real. "Either way the squid just doesn't do magic, but he watches us do magic all the time."

Ah the one time this girl wasn't being an insufferable know-it-all. She looked so peaceful and unobtrusive and happy. "I promise to help you build snow-stuff, if you promise not to call me a hufflepuff? Think about it. We could build a whole snow village!" *wiggles eyebrows* This would also be a good time to mention that once winter is over all the snow-things will melt and she will be left with a puddle of water and disappointment, but she looked so happy. Zander would keep that little gem for when she started annoying him again.

A germ shot? Those definitely didn't exist. But he'd play along... "Do you think the healer would have one of those? In the hospital wing?" They weren't even reaaaaal. But if they were and the hospital wing were to have boy germ shots, then Zander could get one and finally convince this girl that he was boy-germ free. Then maybe she would like him. And not think he was a hufflepuff. Which he wasn't. He was totally 100%ly a Gryffindor ok.

"Shhh, you ask too many questions," Goodness gracious did she have an off button? "He's big enough to see with your own eyes. You don't need a 'lookie thing', that's why he's called the GIANT squid," DUHHHH, had she not been listening to a word he said? "You missed it!? He just came up. You were supposed to be looking!" Zander felt emotionally drained. This girl was a handful, that's for sure. Sigh. "I'm sure he'll make another appearance? Maybe we have to call him?"