Well, it was good that Dylan hadn't been seriously hurt because laughing at a story about a little boy getting hurt would be mean of her. As it was she was fine being amused because no serious harm had came to Dylan.

She was going to get to see the spin now? Awesome!

Eagerly Lux nodded. "You know I do." This girl wanted to see what her friend could do.

There was a devlish twinkle in Cris' eyes when Jasmine responded to his icing smearing on the cheek action with one of her own. Crossing his eyes together he tried to see the icing that she had smeared on his nose. Then he scrunched up his nose and feigned trying to smell it, before sticking out his tongue and triedto lick it off...which of course he failed miserably. So he just left it there.

"Mmmm...I have to admit, it does smell nice. All nice and chocolaty with a hint of banana in there somewhere. Here take a sniff," Cris told Jasmine, as he quickly stuck his finger into the side of the cake, pulled it out and smeared a chocolate moustache with bits of banana mixed in over her upper lip.

Jasmine laughed when Cris gave her a chocolate moustache. "Wow, it does smell pretty good if I do say to myself." She used her tongue to lick as much of the chocolate-banana goo from her lip as possible. "And it doesn't taste too bad either, but let me just make sure." Going along with the game, Jasmine stuck her finger back into the chocolate icing and proceeded to use it for lipstick. Having completely covered her lips with chocolate, she planted a kiss right in the center of Cris' forehead. "I just wanted to share that with you. Happy Unbirthday. Oh and by the way, I made you a spare cake because I had the feeling that this one wouldn't survive the celebration." Jasmine hadn't been able to understand the appeal of this food fight birthday thing when Cris explained it to her before, but she was definitely having fun so far.

Dylan beamed and he took a fast start, skating with as much speed as he could. He then skidded to a halt quickly, and spun around three times, his hair flowing with him. He then bowed when he finished, grinning. "It's quite easy to learn," he said, starting to skate slower this time. "You kinda just got to go like this, make a quick little stop here," he explained, showing her as he spoke. "And then make a few spins and then stop again." he showed her the spins once more, slower this time. "Make sense?" he asked, trying for a minute to focus on where Lux was because he was kinda dizzy from spinning.

Cris watched closely as Jasmine faked putting on chocolate icing as her lipstick. He waited eagerly to see what she would do next and smiled when she did what he had hoped she would do...only she didn't kiss his lips, she kissed his forehead.

Cris rolled his dramatically, "Awww...Jasmine. The lips would have been so much better. That was a waste of good chocolate icing," Cris told her feigning disappointment. "But that was still so thoughtful of you, wanting to share that with me. You made a spare cake?" Cris looked around for said cake, but not finding any. He suspected that she had most likely hidden that one for now.

Cris looked down at the cake and back up at Jasmine, then back down at the cake. Then with an impish grin on his face, he asked, ""Do you know how Eskimos kiss? Here let me show you."

he stuck his nose deep into the icing before pulling it out and then proceeded to brush his chocolate covered banana filling cake nose with hers, making sure that he smeared all the icing onto hers.

"First they start with the nose and then they proceed to the neck area" Cris stuck his nose into the cake again before quickly leaning over Jasmine and wiping his nose all over the curve of her neck.

Jasmine smiled when Cris seemed to be disappointed with the location that she chose for her kiss. "All in due time my dear, all in due time. Besides, I had to leave you with a little something to look forward to."

When Cris demonstrated his Eskimo kiss, she couldn't help but laugh. When he gave her an Eskimo neck kiss she couldnt stop laughing. Cris had found her one and only ticklish spot and this whole food fight for two was suddenly hilarious to her. She had a feeling the she was going to be wearing a lot more chocolate before the day was over.

"Oh you are so going to get it", Jasmine said once she got control of herself again. Sticking her hand in the banana filling, she gave Cris some nice banana cheeks. Then she wiped filling on his chin and gave him a nice banana goatee. Standing back to admire her work, she decided that Cris needed one more thing to finish his makeover. Going for the chocolate again, Jasmine scraped her finger through the icing and neatly wiped it across Cris' lips. Then she couldn't resist any longer. Jasmine moved closer and gently placed her lips on his chocolaty ones. The kiss was sweet in more ways than one. When it ended, Jasmine stepped back and licked the icing from her lips. "Mmmmm, that was rather tasty", she said with a mischievous smile.

Skating at her slow pace, Lux watched as Dylan zoomed off and did three spins for her. Applauding him once he was done, she wondered if she would ever be able to do that herself; it was something that she'd love to show Bay.

The slower demonstrations as well as the explanations made everything seem easier than it first appeared. "I think it makes sense. I want to try so that I can show my boyfriend."

Cris couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw the mess he had made on Jasmine's nose and neck area. Then it was her turn to show how good she was in their food fight. When she was done, with his chin and cheeks, Cris could feel the nice sticky gooey icing, sliding down and was about to retaliate with another chocolate icing makeover for Jasmine, when she did what he hoped she would do with her earlier chocolate covered lips.

His breath caught in his chest when she touched his lips with her fingers, slowly wiping icing over his lips. He stood absolutely still when she then covered his lips with hers. Cris leaned into the kiss and was disappointed when she pulled back with a mischievous smile on her lips.

"Uh...uh.....you can't just do that and think you can get away scott free. Come here woman," Cris wrapped one arm around Jasmine and with his free hand, he wiped off the top layer of chocolate icing off the cake and lifted it up over her head.

"Now let's see. Where should I put this handful?" he grinned down at her. "Should I put some here?" he proceeded to smear some of the icing on her the back of her neck. "....and here?" down went the hand onto her entire forehead. "And oh yes, we can't forget here," he scrapped the last bit over her still sticky lips.

Then time stood still as he stared down at her lips. Would they taste even sweeter, now that they were covered in chocolate? Cris decided to find out. Tilting his head down, he gently brushed his lips over Jasmine's.

Jasmine knew that she was going to be in trouble for that last move. All she could do was stand there and take her punishment. When Cris held his chocolate filled hand over her head, she thought "Oh no, here it comes". She was expecting chocolate in the hair, but Cris had other plans. When he finished painting her neck and forehead and went for the lips, Jasmine knew what was coming.

As Cris bent down to kiss her, Jasmine met his lips with an eagerness that she had no desire to hide. As they kissed, she felt so........she couldn't put into woords all she was feeling, but it was wonderful and it took her breath away. Somehow Jasmine managed to say, "You know.......we're ........setting ......a bad.......example for........the youngsters". Somehow she managed to forget all about the food fight.

Cutty smirked a the reaction he got from Whitty's realization that there were indeed two Cutty Mordaunts at last terms end-of-terms feast. "That was the best part. It literally had everything I needed and possibly more." He said enthused by the memory and hoping to maintain the older Slytherin boy's levels of excitment.

Offing the animals didn't sound labourous to Cutty, but it did sound pointless if one didn't have to do and no benefit for him was ever reaped...unless trying out different ways to kill something was in the roster of things to experiment with. H'mm...maybe later, but not today.

All of his efforts to get Whitty to become eager at seeing the lab were well done as Cutty felt Whitty's hand grab hold of him and tug him into the room...


Once inside, it was just as Cutty described. Or perhaps more than the poverty of his numbness would allow him to. Endless, but neatly organized books under well-lit spaces and an alcove flanked by two built-in, glass-doored shelving units that held potions ingredients and stretched to the ceiling of the room. The alcove somewhat resembled a kitchen with the main heating source between the two flanking ingredient shelves and beneath what looked like a chimney shoot. There were cauldrons all about of different sizes and ranges of materials outside of pewter. They included amongst them a bright copper one for potions that needed to brew quickly and at high heat levels. A kitchen island housed storage beneath it's abundant and clean, ready-to-work surface.

Offways a bit the chirping and cooing sounds of animals (some caged and some not); parrots, doves, and all manner of birds along with turtles, frogs, rabbits and rodents mixed in the chorus together. As they entered further a scurrying jarvey greeted them with, "Poooooooooo!", before scurrying off. Hopefully, she wasn't talking about something they'd have to avoid stepping in. Cutty watched his footing nonetheless.

In the further recesses of the room there appeared to be vines clinging to the wall and just beyond that on the opposite side of the ring metal dummies lied in wait of some practiced spell or another.

As Cutty approached the potion portion of the room he laughed as he and Whitty's reflected image became distorted in a comical way by the round surface of the copper cauldron. Though his face fell momentarily as a monkey lept onto his shoulders then off again, using the boy like a stepping stone. "What do ya think, Whitty?" He asked of his Slytherin companion.

The moment his lips touched hers, all thought of teasing and play was forgotten. He was right. Her lips did taste sweeter but it had nothing to do with the chocolate. It was as if, his lips had forgotten how hers felt and tasted before and were now trying to memorize the sweet sensation of their touch on his.

Was she saying something? Something about setting a bad example for somebody? Cris frowned, leaning back long enough to mutter, "Yes...bad example...but that can wait..." before dipping down to capture one more taste of her lips before reluctantly breaking away.

Sighing with frustration, he said, "Sometimes setting a good example takes so much effort but you're right. However, technically since we're the only ones here in this room, I think that we can misbehave a little. Sooo...," Cris stuck in his whole hand in to the cake and then with a handful of cake and icing, he flicked it at Jasmine, sending bits of both cake and icing all over her face and front.

Then he took off running.

It made sense? Good! Dylan was happy to know, he always wondered if he was good at all at teaching. He had taught Adi a bit of guitar though and the boy was now pretty good, so he had heard. So, perhaps he was a at least decent teacher after all. There was only one way to find out here, though, wasn't there?

"Go for it! He'll love it." he said with a nod. "And don't worry about messing up, we all do it. Just think of what I did when I first tried." he added, laughing.

Jasmine was so overwhelmed by Cris' kisses that she thought her legs might give way. Did that happen in real life or was it only in the movies? Well apparantly it did happen in real life because it was happening to her.

She had been kidding about the bad example thing. Jasmine was sorry that she had mentioned it because it had led to Cris ending their kiss. Then he mentioned misbehaving and the next thing Jasmine knew, the front of her was covered in cake and icing........and he ran!

Jasmine calmly stuck her hand into the cake and scooped out a big chunk of cake, icing and all. She took off behind Cris saying, "You can run, but you can't hide." When she caught up with him, Jasmine crumbled the cake between her fingers, and sprinkled the mess on top of his head. "Now we wouldn't want to miss anything, would we?" Using the remaining crumbs Jasmine rubbed them into Cris' hair. Looking at him with a smile, Jasmine wiped her hands off........on Cris' back. "There, all better." They were going to have to do some serious Scourgifying before they left the Room of Requirement.

Cris kept looking over his shoulder even as he ran. He knew that he would have no problems outrunning her, but he wanted her to catch up with her. Hey what was a food fight, if you made it difficult for the other person to throw things at you.

And so he was more than prepared for Jasmine to crumble bits of cake all over his hair. "No it's only better when we both look alike," Cris wiggled his eyebrows at her before running over to where the remainder of the cake lay and picking it up in his entirety.

Running back to Jasmine he let it loom threateningly over her head before, picking up a huge chunk and slipping that down her back and another chunk down her front.

"Okay let's see where this last bit should go," Cris lifted up the plate bringing it close to her face.

Two Cutty Mordaunts. Heh. While that would have been weird for anyone to see, he understood why it was 'the best', as Cutty put it. "Uh huh. I still can't believe that you accomplished this with a Professor." Getting the man to be Polyjuiced as himself. That was definitely an epic tale and one he should brag about. "Did you get into trouble?"

.................... And they were inside the laboratory.

Holy.

Freaking.

MERLIN.

Grayson's eyes widened and his mouth hung open a little as he gaped at the sight in front of him. This was BRILLIANT! No one could deny it. It was much better than he could have imagined in his small talk with the third year near him. Even the sight of the books over there couldn't dull down the joy that had erupted inside of the boy. His eyes didn't linger on those for too long in case they did dull him down. And those potions ingredients? Man oh man, just look at THOSE! He couldn't notice whether they were different to the ones down in the Potions storeroom many floors beneath them but that didn't matter.

The chirpings made Grayson turn his head in the direction of the animals. Er. Yeah. He remembered the conversation he had just had with Cutty about killing these. How weird would it be to brew a potion in front of these, eh? And a jarvey was here too. That was definitely the most interesting creature here.

The fourth year tucked his hands deep into his pockets as he slowly followed Cutty towards the potions part of the room. A smirk spread across his face when his blue eyes fell on the dummies over there. Brilliant. Defence and Potions. It was almost like a dream come true. And he was happy, could Cutty tell? Happy enough to throw a wink over at his and Cutty's reflection in the copper cauldron.

What did he think? "I think this is the best place I've seen in the castle." Fact. Possibly tied first place with the kitchens. "Really, nothing can top this. Brewing a potion here would be much better." He liked Culloden and all the drama but there was something about doing this stuff on your own. Or with another Potions enthusiast. "I'd go as far as to say that it's perfect." So thank you, Cutty Mordaunt, for showing him this place.

Oh no he di-n't! Jasmine had cake everywhere and it did not feel good. "Don't make me break out the spare cake", she threatened as Cris held the remaining cake in front of her face.

Knowing that this was most likely a losing battle, Jasmine tried to think fast. What could she do? Drawing a blank for bright ideas, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a white napkin. Raising it in the air, she said, "You win". "I'm waving the white flag. We're almost out of cake and I'm definitely out of ideas so.....I give"

Looking at Cris all covered in cake, Jasmine couldn't help but laugh. He looked ridiculous, but stunningly handsome all at the same time. Only Cris could pull that off. Jasmine could only imagine how she must have looked caked out from head to toe. She realized that she had been staring at Cris for a while and guiltily looked away. Jasmine was having one of those I can't believe how lucky I am moments. All of this while Cris continued to hold cake dangerously close to her face. She suddenly wondered how this food fight for birthdays had become a tradition in his family.

Unknown to Jasmine, Cris had no intention of dropping the remainder of the cake he was holding in his hand on her. However, that didn't mean that he couldn't tease her with it. However, he had to admit that she displayed great sportsmanship. Besides his own sisters and Tessa, his brother's girlfriend, he didn't know of any other girl who was willing to have cake smeared all over them and not get into a tizzy fit over the fact that there was chocolate messing up their new hair-do and favorite dress.

Jasmine was one of a kind unique and special and Cris couldn't believe that he had been lucky to have her in his life. His girlfriend. Just the thought of the fact that she was his girlfriend made his heart sing.

Smiling down at her, he finally relented. "I accept your surrender. Being a true diplomat, I will help you clean up." Biting his lip to keep himself from laughing, he proceeded to scrape off the chocolate off her hair, but when he saw the icing slide down over her eyes instead of his hand, Cris burst out laughing.i

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry. The icing keeps sliding away from my hand," Cris laughingly apologized, as he tried to keep the icing from sliding any further.

Hehe, yay. Dylan was all for her wanting to show Bay. Of course she would have wanted to regardless of what her friend thought, but still it was niiiiiiice to have some encouragement every once in a while. Hopefully there wouldn't be any more butt-landing-on experiences because those HURT little bit and could be slightly EMBARRASSING. But Dylan had made himself look silly too, so even that would be okay.

Getting a good speed going, Lux zoomed across the riink before trying to halt the way that Dylan had. Since she was so inexperienced, all that she managed to do was stumble forward and faceplant on the ice. "OOF!" Talk about graceful.

Not.

So Cris was going to help Jasmine clean up. Funny how that involved icing in her eyes and lots of laughing. If Jasmine hadn't already waved the white flag, Cris might have gotten more chocolate icing on his head. Instead, she started to laugh herself. If you can't beat 'em, join 'em.

Jasmine took her surrender napkin and tried to carefully wipe the icing out of her eyes. She was semi-successful at cleaning her eyes and then took a napkin to Cris' face. Gently wiping, Jasmine tried to remove Cris' goatee, banana cheeks and forehead lip print. "Well it's not totally clean, but it's a start.". Then there was the matter of his lips........

Cris was still laughing at the whole crazy situation they were in, when Jasmine began to gently remove the icing from her eyes before proceeding to wipe the icing from his. Cris stopped laughing and instead, stood still watching Jasmine's every move.

Even though she was using a napkin, Cris imagined it was her fingers that were coming in contact with his skin. Taking out a handkerchief from his pocket, he reciprocated by gently wiping the icing off her forehead, using his fingers to gently remove the icing from her hair, even as he trailed his fingers through them.

He gently wiped the icing from the back and front of her neck and then her nose. She was almost icing free except for one spot. Her lips. Cris looked up from her lips and his eyes met hers.

Was she thinking the same thing he was? Cris gazed down at her lips again, reaching up with two fingers to gently brush her lips. However, this wasn't good enough.

Giving in to temptation, Cris tilted his head, leaned down and ever so softly, joined his lips with hers.

Jasmine had done a fair job of cleaning the cake from Cris' face when he began to wipe cake from her face, hair and neck. His touch was so gentle and yet it felt like electricity to Jasmine. She could not tear her eyes away from his and when he looked down at her lips, it did not escape her notice.

When Cris touched her lips, Jasmine smiled. It was as if she could read his mind. Before she knew it, their lips met in the most incredible kiss she could imagine. If the hand kiss had almost gotten them detention, this one would probably get them expelled. Merlin! Weren't they just joking and throwing food a minute ago. And now........this.

Wishing that it would never end, but knowing that it probably should, Jasmine reluctantly ended the kiss. Looking wide eyed at Cris, she tried to find her voice. It took a moment before she was able to speak and then she was at a loss to explain what she was feeling. "Wow", was all she could say at first. "I......you.......Wow. What are you doing to me Cris? That was incredible. I don't know what's happening. I'm not sure what I'm feeling, but it is soooo wonderful. I know that I've never felt this way before.....about anyone. You are so special to me.......I'm sorry, I'm just making a mess of things. I just can't explain it." Jasmine's heart was so full of emotion. She was trying to explain her feelings and was not doing a very good job of it. She was afraid that she should have just kept her mouth shut. She didn't want to scare Cris away. That was the last thing she wanted to do.

When Jasmine leaned into his kiss, Cris' heart sang. Whenever he was with Jasmine, whenever they touched, whenever they kissed, he felt whole. Cris realized that all his life, he had been missing a part of himself...until now. Jasmine had filled the missing part of him. Was she his soul-mate? Cris didn't know but he hoped she was, because here, in this moment, he couldn't imagine life without her.

When they broke apart, Cris slowly opened his eyes and gazed deeply into hers. He opened his mouth to speak, but then before he could say a word, Jasmine began to speak. Every word she spoke, he understood how she felt because that was exactly how he felt.

"I've never felt this way before either," Cris admitted to Jasmine when she paused. "All I know is that I've never been as happy as I am now. I mean I've been happy, but not like this. You make me happy. You make me feel special. You are so special to me too. I...I...I think I love you," Cris paused the moment those words slipped out.

What had he just done? Had he just made the biggest mistake of his life? Here Jasmine was apologizing that she was making a mess of what she was trying to say. Cris was afraid that what he had just revealed would end their relationship once and for all.

Love? Cris loved her? Maybe? That alone made Jasmine beyond happy, but .....Sweet Merlin was it possible? Everything that she had been feeling for him.........could it be that what she felt for Cris was love? She thought about her brother and everything he had told her about when he fell in love. It was all coming back to her now. How could she not have seen it coming? At that moment Jasmine realized......she knew......that she loved him. She loved him and she had for a while now.

As it dawned on Jasmine that what she had been feeling all along was love, she smiled. It was a smile that came from deep within her heart and she hoped that Cris could see the love in her eyes before she even spoke. When Jasmine did finally speak, her voice was filled with emotion. "I love you Cris. I know that now and I finally have a name for my feelings." Looking into his eyes, she said, "You're the best thing that ever happened to me and I love you very much." Jasmine felt like the luckiest girl in the universe and the happiest.

Grayson threw a wink and it landed in the copper belly of the cauldron. Cutty caught it and it made him as dizzy as before. He scowled and repressed the desire to desire. He recalled the effort to get revenge as well and reminded himself that he would not be spending his time that way. Besides, Grayson was sorted Slytherin. That would .... Merlin, but his eyes were an almost shocking shade of blue. Think of what he could get done with them. Or who, even.

Once Cutty's frown had fallen away he replaced it with a calm smile. Grayson looked happy. And he was proclaiming it the best place in all the castle. And Cutty was the one who had shown it to him.

"Not yet." He said casual as before in reference to their conversation just before entering the room. He hadn't been reprimanded, exactly. "But I expect that could change...if I get careless." In other words, that was Slytherin for he had it under control. "Did you say you'd like to keep this between oos, Whitty?" Cause how important was secrecy to this kid?

Dylan watched as Lux went across the ice, she looked like she had a good speed going, but she suddenly fell face first onto the ice. He winced and quickly skated over to her and grabbed her by the arm and helped her up. "You okay?" he asked as he let her go. That had been quite the fall.