Absolutely nothing Stella did. She had literally paid attention to Tag's words. He'd have thought, she would've run away with the leash on her, go her own way, depart from her owner and make a living out in the wild, but apparently she didn't have the energy. "You could've----" Tag started at her until he heard a familiar voice.

It was Nigel. And he was complimenting, insulting Stella all at the same time? Tag would take the compliment rather than the insult. "She is pretty lazy, unless she's playing with me or climbing my back. But, most of the time, she's pretty awesome." Just like her owner. *Cough*. "Hey to you too...." started the blonde until he saw Nigel's outfit. Was he insane? Probably. All that hair he had on him probably made it hard for his brain to think correctly.

"Aren't you freezing?" He had to be. "Does your hair contain all the heat you need to survive in this weather?"

It was more of a double compliment. Lazy was not a insulting word for Nigel. Conversing energy for important future things was important and smart when you think about it. And see it was an awesome ferret. Knew when to have fun and when to take it easy.

"Awesome. Though maybe it is too cold for him/her to want to do anything awesome."

Laziness during winter was pretty much acceptable. Oh right. He was in his common room clothing now with a t shirt on. Thank Merlin, he remembered that. Now that Tag mentioned it. It was a tad bit cold. Nothing that was running to back to the fireplace worthy. Still enough to complain about. "Hmm, not really. I don't plan on being out here long and my hair does keep my head remarkably warm....Must be the pickles" That was Nigel's guess. "It was a lot colder when i was wearing that Toga though. Those are not made for this weather"

Shame that is has not warmed up enough for him to wear it to classes like a Roman God.

Tag looked at Stella again, before he properly stood up. Yeah, it would get tiring crouching like that forever. Then he considered Nigel's words. She. Had he not heard Tag say 'she'? Oh, well, it wasn't nothing to get worked up over. "True. She's also only awesome in the presence of people she knows well." Clearly Nigel wasn't one of them. Shame. He was missing out on a lot.

Of course. It was the hair keeping him warm. Tag figured as so. "I thought it was the hair." But then.... pickles? The way Nigel had said it. To Tag, at least, it sounded to him like pickles were used with his hair. "Do you use like... pickle shampoo or conditioner?" Seriously. He wouldn't put it past Nigel to actually do something like that. Just being honest here. Yes. The Toga. That was random. Tag hadn't really paid much attention to that class. "Yeah, that class attire was... weird."

He chuckled as Ana spoke in a very queenly voice to him. Hehe. Ethan had been right. Being silly was fun. He ought to try it more often. Ana did seem very regal. She carried off this persona quite well. Merlin, perhaps even a first year would think that she was related to some late Russian noble? He began rubbing his hands together. Merlin. Too cold. Too cold. It was way too cold in here.

His blue eyes widened with glee at the thought that sixth year was easier than fifth and seventh year. "Must be a nice break to recompose yourself?" He was certain that after all that work a student would need that. He was trying his hardest to pay attention to her but it was becoming way too cold for him to do so. He shivered. Going inside would be a good idea- yes?

Before he could say anything else, Ana was pulling him inside and out of the cold. Now in the seventh floor corridor, Simon rubbed his hands together, trying to heat himself up. "Sweet Merlin. Are we getting.. snowed in?" asked Simon as he rushed towards the nearest window. Woah, the snow was piling up outside really quickly. "Is this normal for a Hogwarts winter?"

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He chuckled as Ana spoke in a very queenly voice to him. Hehe. Ethan had been right. Being silly was fun. He ought to try it more often. Ana did seem very regal. She carried off this persona quite well. Merlin, perhaps even a first year would think that she was related to some late Russian noble? He began rubbing his hands together. Merlin. Too cold. Too cold. It was way too cold in here.

His blue eyes widened with glee at the thought that sixth year was easier than fifth and seventh year. "Must be a nice break to recompose yourself?" He was certain that after all that work a student would need that. He was trying his hardest to pay attention to her but it was becoming way too cold for him to do so. He shivered. Going inside would be a good idea- yes?

Before he could say anything else, Ana was pulling him inside and out of the cold. Now in the seventh floor corridor, Simon rubbed his hands together, trying to heat himself up. "Sweet Merlin. Are we getting.. snowed in?" asked Simon as he rushed towards the nearest window. Woah, the snow was piling up outside really quickly. "Is this normal for a Hogwarts winter?"

Ana hadn't bothered to respond to what Simon said in the tower, she'd been more concentrated on getting them both inside out of the cold. While Ana certainly didn't feel the cold as keenly as others did that didn't mean that she didn't feel it at all. With the way the wind had been blowing she was certainly feeling it. Hopefully she had some warmer clothes in her trunk somewhere because something told her she wouldn't be getting any more owls out to her mamushka to get anything warmer... Still, it was okay now that they were in the corridor.

"I suppose it is nice. But you also need to concentrate because what we learn now can be on the NEWTs, but yeah there's a little less pressure," she informed him with a gentle smile. "Are you okay? You look freezing..." Ana trailed off as she saw him rubbing his hands together, her own were still warm and despite the fact that it might be slightly strange to touch people you'd just met Ana figured she could help Simon out. Grabbing his hands in hers she started to help him rub the warmth back into them. "It'll help if you blow into them and rub as well," or at least it had always helped her.

Ana followed Simon over to the window and had to admit that it did seem like they were getting snowed in. "It looks like we are, but as long as we stay inside things should be fine," which sadly meant no going out and playing in the snow. Oh well, being snowed in wouldn't be that bad. Hopefully. "To be honest I'm not sure. I don't think it's normal weather, certainly this didn't happen last year, but this is actually only my second term here," Ana revealed with a shrug. Still, she'd be willing to put money on this not being a usual occurrence. There was just something hinky about it.

Ewww, study breaks. Studying could be such a pain in the butt. Lux was not particularly looking forward to doing her OWLs in a few years. "Good luck with your tests. I hope you do well on them."The tests weren't important for every career, but they still had meaning, and it made a lot of people feel good when they got nice test scores. Connor seemed smart, so surely he would do well! Smiling, she shook her head. "Nope, I think I will live. Fortunately. I don't want to pay too many visits to Healer Tillstorm." Not out of any bad feeling towards the woman, but getting hurt sucked and it was best to avoid it as much as possible.

Awww, Bay and his westerns. "Surprisingly he hasn't told me much about them, but they do seem pretty interesting." She liked horses. That was definitely something good about those books. "I love adventure books!" They were so much fun to read. Maybe she could ask Bay to lend her a western some time so she could see if she liked that genre.

Just be lucky he did not call her it. He was horrible with animals really. His owl only came to him to sleep and deliver mail. Other than that he took care of himself. "Selectively Awesome. I can understand that." It was too much work being awesome all the time and sometimes you just have to tone it down.

Being awesome all the time was a serious problem for some select people.

It was true that his hair kept his head warm. But the rest of his body, not so much. "My Hair keeps my head warn and that is it basically. Pickle Conditioner is a genius idea. I should look into that. but you are right. Pickle Shampoo is the way to go. It gives my hair it's shine." Plus Tag would be amazed by all the different types of pickle candy there are. Candy Canes and like suck-able barrel candies that taste like pickles. He could go on.

"The one good thing about the toga is it would be one more sheet to keep yourself warm during his blizzard thing going on outside."

It was like someone is making Hogwarts into the perfect prison. You can not apparate in or out and you can not leave the castle. Wicked Idea when you think about it.

Connor sighed, he hated tests, luckily the test was about a career and seeing as he intended to be a writer a test for a wizarding career wasn't a huge deal, but that didn't mean he didn't wanna do well. Writers weren't always successful and he had to be prepared. "Thanks, Apparently i'm gonna need it." He had heard all manner of dreadful things about OWLs and how tough they could be. "Good, i'm sure she would like to keep as many students from visiting her as possible." He hadn't had to go though he knew the last time he met Lux he could have.

"Really? Well he was reading one when i met him, it's probably why it came up. We were both reading a book." He said and nodded. She loved Adventure books? Those were the best kind. "Me too! My favorite is the Hobbit but i love tons of books, i have a lot back home."

It's been a while since Jun and his best mate have hung out. Maybe because no one really wanted to leave their common rooms since it was getting colder by each passing day? Probably. Plus, he had news for Lou. Unless he already knew? Well, he was going to tell him anyway. Or remind him. WHATEVER. Jun was wearing his Peter Pan onesie and dinosaur feet slippers. That also included his favorite blue hoodie and a beanie. It was just cold okay?! Carrying some blankets and a picnic basket with him, the tall boy picked a spot a set up the blankets for him and his date to sit on. Jun also produced a heating charm so they won't freeze to death out here. And hopefully Lou had gotten his patronus about where to meet him. Or Jun would end up eating all the food himself.

Lux wasn't sure why Connor would apparently need luck, but she decided not to question it. He was bound to do great on his OWLs at any rate. They seemed like icky tests, but lots of people surely got O grades on them. "I've already went to see her twice since I started here last term." First when she had sprained her wrists, and then when she had broken her nose. It sure was fun... Not. Getting injured sucked.

Nod. It was awesome to talk to someone who seemed to enjoy reading books like she did. Bay loved reading too, and that was something awesome that they had in common. His favourite was The Hobbit?! "That's my favourite too!" That was so awesome!

Haha. Stella was selectively awesome. Tag actually laughed a bit at that. Yes, he would take that compliment and tell Stella later. Nigel might find it weird if Tag talked to his kneazle in front of his classmate. "She can detect who is awesome, once that's figured out, she'll know whether to be awesome in front of them or not." Tag was simply going with the flow of Nigel's thought.

Oh. So Nigel didn't use pickle conditioner. But he probably would be soon, now that Tag put the idea into his classmates mind. "Pickle juice shampoo and conditioner. That's the way to go." Though, would it really give hair a shine or a slime? That was the real question here.

"You have a very true point." Tag said, giving Nigel a nod in agreement. Though, he himself didn't really need that toga sheet to keep him warm, in terms of extra blankets. He was a lone wolf in his dorm room so he had all those blankets for himself if just his bed's blanket wasn't enough.

The blonde watched his kneazle for a second, though, she seemed tired of being in one spot. She didn't wander, but did circle Nigel slowly, giving him judging feline looks. Tag wasn't sure what she was doing, perhaps getting some exercise, probably. Yeah, that made sense.

Blankets. Pillows. Frosted cupcakes. Macaroons. Hmmm… that was it, right? Jun was bringing most of the food, so Lou was only bringing a few sugary snacks with him. The Gryffindor couldn’t help the stupid smile that had taken over his face as he merrily made his way up the stairs and onto the seventh floor corridor. It had been way too long since he’d last hung out with Jun, and he kind of missed the Ravenclaw. Only kind of. A little bit. Not too much at all, nope.

AAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!

“I thought we were having a picnic, not a pajama party!” said Louis with a laugh as he took in the sight of his onesie-outfitted friend and those amazing dinosaur feet slippers. He made a mental note to steal or duplicate them later. “Cute look, Kim.”

Connor thought twice was a lot already, that sounded awful. "Wow, what happened?" He was curious, Connor was curious about most things though. He liked to ask questions. What else was there to do in life if not to learn things?

Another person who's favorite book it was? It was Addi's too! That made two people he knew now! Yay! "Really? I've always loved Tolkien..I've always kinda liked Muggle books better, more creativity, they have to invent magic without ever really knowing it." He said and smiled like the little nerd that he was.

Jun set up some of the food that was in his basket. Like his famous bacon grilled cheese that he had made everyone BUT Lou. He was probably too busy with prefect duties and everything. But he had brought him up to speed on everything, right? Jun sat down and took a sip from one of the juice box while he waited. Wiggling his feet, his ears perked up when he heard the familiar voice. "It's cold, babycakes. This is how I stay warm nowadays," Not to mention he also had long johns underneath his onesie.

"Why thank you. It's all just for you. Now come sit and keep me warm, yeah?" Jun grinned and patted the spot next to him. He missed this. The way they acted with each other. He never had this with another guy. Except Connor. It was all joking of course. It just meant they were comfortable enough with each other.

“I certainly don’t mind it,” decided Lou with a grin. Actually, the look seemed wonderfully warm and comfortable; perhaps he ought to try it himself. In one quick motion, the Gryffindor had plopped down beside his friend on the blanket. Ohmygosh, it was so waaarrrmm! Lou patted the soft fabric with his hands and sighed contentedly. His fingers had been freezing and this certainly helped. Ugh. His hubby was so brilliant, to think of using a heating charm. Such a Ravenclaw. And only one of the many reasons he decided to marry him, of course.

“Sooo, Kim…” Lou examined the arrangement on the blanket with curious blue eyes. “What have you got for us?” Another awesome thing about Jun? He cooked. And though Lou himself quite enjoyed the kitchen too, it was nice not to have to be the chef for a change.

"You should get a pair. Maybe with cats on it," Because for some reason, everyone and their mother had cats or kittens. WHAT WAS THE APPEAL? Jun never liked them. He liked Lex's kneazle enough to deal with him sometimes. He was mostly trying to eat Charmander when Jun had him around and he'd meet Lex somewhere. But thankfully it was only that one time for now. Jun will just leave Charmander with Pal from now on. He watched the prefect as he patted the blanket and chuckled. "Warm enough for your bum?"

"Today, Bolton, I made us spaghetti and meatballs, some burgers, cookies, and my famous bacon grilled cheese," Because everyone he's made them for loved them. They were just that good. And Jun was beginning to pride himself on those. "I also have butterbeer and juice boxes for us," The two were like little children when it came to juice boxes. They always needed plenty of them. "What did you bring?"

“Cats… yes!” Lou failed to register the hint of sarcasm in Jun’s tone, but it couldn’t be helped. He LOVED cats. Obviously. He was ‘CatBoy’, after all. At Jun’s following question, the Gryffindor chuckled. “It does feel rather toasty now.” He set the platter with cupcakes down on the blanket and proceeded to pull off his backpack, which had been enchanted to fit all the other blankets and colourful pillows he’d brought along. And Chompy. Couldn’t forget Chompy. The pet turtle had its little head peeking out from one of the pockets, and looked annoyed as its owner proceeded to pull him out from the cozy spot.

Louis grabbed one of the pillows and placed it under his bum. “Much better.” Cozy as the blanket was, there was no denying the stone floor beneath it. The boy tossed another pillow at Jun and pulled out his blanket - which totally didn’t have a pattern of animated kitten heads on it, nope - placing it over his back and Jun’s, so both boys were covered beneath its warmth.

As Jun began to list the food he’d made for them, Lou’s eyes widened large enough to take up half of his face. “What, do we have guests?” That wasn’t a picnic, it was a buffet! But… he wasn’t about to complain. PFT. The more food the better. “Famous bacon grilled cheese?” Louis raised an eyebrow, a crooked smirk on his face. “I have to try that.”

As for him.
“These,” Lou pushed the tray that held about a dozen frosted cupcakes over to Jun’s side of the blanket, “And Ladurée macarons. The finest.” With a smile, the boy pulled out a pastel-green rectangular box, removing the top to reveal two long rows of macarons, each a different colour. There were thirty total. “Gift from my grandmother, they just came in this morning.” The woman was well-aware of her grandson’s sweet tooth, and never missed an opportunity to send him an owl carrying all sorts of sugary treats, despite his mother’s disapproval.

Nigel has seen weirder thing than someone talking to their pet and would not care enough to talk about it .Because really, what is there is say. Nigel would probably smile and move the conversation onto something else. Still, if she can do that, there was nothing this kneazle could not do. Maybe it....she was doing nothing because she knew Nigel liked to do nothing. Made perfect sense. "An Awesome Detector. Now if only people can have that talent and not awesome kneazles"

Nigel only had it when it came to hair. But after that nope.

Now that was something to think about. Too much pickles might be a bad thing. Pure Pickle juice/slime was never a good thing to have in one's hair. "I don't know, too much pickle product will make you smell completely of pickles and might have pickle slime in your hair. Not attractive."

Being the lone person in the dorm could be fun on occasion. But all the time. That must be lonely. Nigel hated going to sleep with complete silence. Tough life being a Seventh Year Gryffindor...Wait the kneazle is moving and actually doing something. She was circling him. "Uh..You sure she is not going to take a leak on me or anything right?"

Not like he would mind or anything. Just a heads up would be nice.

Excuse us, Nigel. Stella was perfectly awesome being awesome. No need to take away that title. She could be a great detective and an awesome kneazle. See, everyone won here. Mhm. "People can be awesome at being detectives. And Stella can be an awesome detective and kneazle." Tag said. He never thought he'd have to defend Stella in the art of awesome. These were just Kildare things.

"Well, what if you get like, a crowd of people who like... the smell of pickle?" Tag said slightly questioning his own thought. That'd be kinda weird and cool, yeah? Nigel would just get famous and people would like his pickle smelling hair? And they'd be appreciating Nigel's hair all the same. He would like that. Wouldn't he? "But, yes, pickle slime is not attractive." He'd have to find a different way to sell the product.

Tag continued watching Stella watching Nigel, and Nigel watching Stella watching Nigel. He shook his head and laughed slightly when Nigel asked if Stella was going to pee on him. "No. She's kitty litter trained." She knew better than to do that.

Suddenly Stella started to paw!claw Nigel's legs, and then, ever sooooo casually jumped up and clung onto the back of Nigel's shirt, hanging by her paws and thumping her tail into the Ravenclaw's back. Tag, though, being a great owner, found happiness knowing for once he wasn't getting jumped by his kneazle.

Tag did nothing.

Sigh. When did he ever say that a kneazles could not be a detective or even bring up the topic of detectives. He said Detector. Which is a device designed to detect the presence of a particular object. In this case awesome things or people. It was not worth the effort to correct or even say anything about Stella being a super kneazle or whatever. "Okay Then"

Now that would make sense if you went to like a place where they only sold pickles or like a pickle appreciation convention. Or something similar. "If not than people will think you are a pickle smelling weirdo. Which is okay if you have a pickle fetish. But other than that..No" Nigel would probably smack someone if they said pickle slime was attractive. It was wrong and nothing more or less.

Nigel continued watching Stella circle him or whatever she was doing and was relieved when Tag said she was trained. But even more un-expected his she just causally jumped on his back. "What in Merlin's Saggy Left Earlobe" LIKE REALLY WHAT. He just got Kneazle-Jumped. Did she do this to Tag or did Nigel smell like pickles. Questions and no answers. He spun around to try to get her to get off. Might get himself dizzy in the process.

He just did not want a kneazle on his back .No matter how awesome she was.

Abby was bored of being stuck inside the castle she wished that she could go back outside to the grounds and explore but it was impossible to go out with the unexpected weather they had been having lately

Of course Jun's sarcasm passed by Lou. It wasn't surprising at all. Jun had insulted the prefect so many times and he didn't catch on to them sometimes. The boy couldn't help but laugh at Lou's bum being all toasty. Good. Jun aimed to please. Depending on the person, of course. Jun wiggled his own a bit to get more comfortable and smiled. Husbands should have dates like these more often. Cold weather or not. Something small caught Jun's eyes. Was that a turtle? Since when did Lou have a turtle? Hmmm? "You have a pet turtle now?" He asked, taking the pillow, sitting on it and moving closer to Lou under the blanket. The cold was probably going to be the death of them.

Snort.

"Yeah, your turtle just became one!" Just as he said that, Jun's bag moved and fell over. Eyeing it, the boy poked it and out popped out Charmander. Seriously, ferret? Was it neccessary to hide in his bag to get fresh air? Jun watched as his ferret ran up to Lou and sniffed him. Weird ferret. "They're amazing and will make you want them more," Because they were just that amazing and tasty. It was what Jun was making a lot of lately to try and stay warm. As Lou brought out his share, Jun's eyes gleamed. He hadn't had so many sweets lately because of the program. Today he will eat his heart's content. "Knew there was a reason I married you,"

What was that? Nigel didn't even say anything and Tag had made a very good point. No. An awesome point. Pfft. Ravenclaws. Pfft.

Pickle smelling weirdo. This was probably one of the weirdest conversations Tag has ever had. It definitely made it onto the top of the list. But, pickles. Wade had left a legacy after he started those pickle cereal. Definitely left a legacy. Now it was gonna be hair products. "A pickle loving weirdo?" Tag said trying to give a smile, but ended up with a really weird face as he gave it some thought. Then, pickle fetish. That was weird. "I don't think anyone has a fetish for that." No. Just no.

It was bad, yes, but Tag was laughing over Stella and Nigel. Especially Nigel's reaction. Stella didn't seem to mind Nigel's reaction though, cause she was still clinging to him and thumping her tail on his back. Claws probably digging in a bit deeper. WHO KNEW RIGHT? No one knew. The poor kneazle tried to climb up the 'Claws back, hissing and letting out meowing screeches with each new circle the ravenclaw attempted.

Tag will just give it another few seconds. "Stella, be nice. Don't hurt Nigel." The blonde said calmly, smiling to himself with all the chaos.

Nigel must've seemed suspicious to Stella. Kneazles were smart in detecting those types of people.

As AJ walked aimlessly around the castle she caught sight of somebody ahead. Deciding that whoever it was, was going to come up with something fun for tho the both of them to do, she waltzed over to the girl. As she got closer she noticed that it was her long lost sister.

"Abby!" AJ exclaimed. "Where have you been?" She was thinking that maybe a rescue party was in order. AJ knew that her sister was into the whole book thing, so maybe she just got lost into a REALLY big book? It wouldn't be something that would happen to her, but she wasn't a Ravenclaw, now was she?

Abby smiled at AJ and said "Well been attending classes but i have been in the library a lot reading and just trying to stay warm beside a fireplace when i had access to it"