Bleu giggled as his eyes crossed. He was so adorable. The poem was kinda about him...she couldn't show him yet though. Not till she knew him better. "One day I'll let you read it." She smiled.

She rested up on her elbows and started playing with the different blades of grass and clovers beneath them. "Well that's good. But I'm sure you have a ton of friends already. You're really sweet and fun to talk to." She kept looking down, grinning at the earth. She thought for a moment, "Um, well, Lux and Kace, of course. I also spoke to the French transfer for a moment, and Puck as well. Other than that. No one else." She shrugged and finally looked up at him. She could look at him all day.

Dylan laughed. "Aw, fine." he said. "You better, though! Promise." He stuck out his pinky towards her because that was the only way he knew she was serious. Pinky promises were very serious.

He chuckled, blushing slightly. "Thanks, you are too. And I have a few. I'm not too popular, though," he said, shrugging. "Not that I quite care about being popular. I like the friends I have." He added with a small nod, listening as she told who she met. "Nice, nice. Lux and Kace are good friends of mine, I met the French transfer too...Abby is her name, I believe?" Abby was pretty cute too but he didn't quite feel for her as he felt for Bleu. It was different. But he couldn't figure out how...

Bleu chuckled and linked her pinky with his. "I promise. As soon as it's ready." She smiled and didn't want to unhook her pinky from his, but she figured she better.

"Thank you. I try to be. I am sure you have more friends than I do." She honestly had zero outside of him, Kace and Lux. "It is not about the quantity of friends, it is about the quality. You, Lux, and Kace are pretty great." She smiled at him and started braiding the grass together. She always had to do something with her hands, especially when she was nervous. He made her so nervous. But the good kind, with the butterflies and all.

Yes, Abby. She sighed and replied, "Yeah, Abby. She is very pretty. Exotic for these parts. How is any girl going to get attention with a French girl around?" She didn't look at him. She kept her focus on the braiding of the grass.

Dylan beamed as they hooked pinkies. So, she meant it. Good! As they let go, he gave her a nod. "Good. I won't let you forget." He said, grinning.

Laughing, he shrugged. "I dunno, but it doesn't matter. I'm just glad you're one of my friends!" Dylan told her, feeling a sudden urge to reach out and hold her hand. He watched as she braided the grass and he nodded. "Exactly, yeah they're great and...thank you. You are too." He said, slowly looking up at her, cocking his head slightly when she talked about Abby. "She's alright," he said with a shrug. "But..." his heart began to race.

What should he say? 'Cause he wasn't sure what was okay to say and what wasn't. He liked her too much. "It shouldn't matter what girls get attention and who doesn't. And you needn't worry about that especially," he said, unsure of where to go with what he was saying. "Because honestly I think you'd get a lot of attention, you're pretty." He finally said in a quiet voice. Realizing what he said, he bit his lip, his mind racing for something to back up what he said so it wouldn't seem like he liked her. "I er I mean... just... I dunno. P-point is you shouldn't worry is all." He finished with a firm nod before looking down at his lap, letting his hair fall into his face a bit. It was nice, being able to hide behind his hair.

"I'm sure you wont!" She laughed.

'One of his friends,' Bleu wished she was more than just a friend but she couldn't say that to him. It was too scary and, well, there was her self-esteem. Though she found her confidence over the summer, her self-esteem was still kinda low. "Thank you." She smiled up at him.

Wait...did he just...did he really? WUUUT? He just said she was pretty. She blushed radish red. Her heart was nearly beating out of her chest. She hoped he couldn't see it. Gosh...if she wanted to kiss him before, she really wanted to kiss him now! She couldn't believe that Dylan, an adorable, sweet, talented and really, really, really, really good looking guy thought she was pretty. "Th-thank you. You're the first person to ever tell me that. Other than family of course." She blushed a little more, if it was at all possible. She grinned as he covered his blush with his hair again. She plucked at a clover and nervously rubbed its leaves. "I, um," she cleared her throat and almost whispered, "you're very...handsome you know." Oh that was the stupidest way she could have have ever said that. Merlin's manky old underpants!

Dylan smiled shyly, rubbing the back of his neck and looking down at the grass. "Y-yeah, no problem..." he said. "Well, at least you've been told you're pretty. No ones ever called me pretty. Not even family. And I think I'm totally pretty." He teased with a smirk, flipping his hair dramatically. It seemed that his confidence would go up and down and up and down. It was random and strange. He didn't understand why...if only it'd just stay up.

Then she told him in a quiet voice that he was handsome. His eyes widened and he looked up at her, wishing to pull her into a hug or kiss her or something. But sadly he didn't have THAT much confidence. Instead, all he did was look down again and blush, smiling like an idiot. All he wanted was to curl in a little ball and hide away. Maybe roll away. "D'aw, shucks." Was all he managed to squeak out. Charmer, wasn't he?

"They are bloody crazy for not telling you. But then you might be a jerk about it so maybe they did you a favor." Bleu giggled at the thought. She had always had low self-esteem but her mother told her every night that she was beautiful and intelligent. "You're totally pretty." She giggled again. He really was pretty.

That fierce look he gave her made her really nervous. Had she said too much? Had she not said enough? Did she need to say more? No, she reminded herself, she would not make the first move. "You're welcome." She replied with a grin looking down at her hands. She really wanted to tell him how adorable she thought he was but she didn't want to push him away or make him uncomfortable.

Hmph. A jerk? Yeah right. Psh. He laughed as she said he was pretty and he beamed. "Oh thank you!" he said. "I thought so." He added, stroking his long hair jokingly like he was some Disney princess.

He laughed quietly, unsure of what to say next. What should he say now? It was all awkward. HE was all awkward. Everything was just...awkward. "I erm...anyway...yeah..." he said, running a hand through his hair and chuckling. "I don't normally find many girls pretty so." He smirked, looking right at her in her eyes.

Bleu laughed as he stroked his hair. He was so adorable and funny. She couldn't stand it.

Oh, now the awkward. Though his statement made her hopeful. She was on a small list of girls he thought were pretty. She looked up and he was staring at her fiercely again. Gosh, she wanted to kiss him. She blushed more and got into a sitting position. She crossed her legs, bringing her knees to her chest, and wrapped her arms around them. "I don't find many boys handsome either. Or adorable. Or cute. Or funny. Or completely kind and genuine." She thought for a moment, but decided to say it, "Actually you're the only one." She locked her gaze with his. She couldn't help it. She was to honest and open to keep her feelings in. She always had been. If that was too much she would deal with the pain of rejection when it came. She grabbed a lock of her hair and started twisting it around her fingers, and biting her bottom lip nervously.

Abby was just taking in as much of the grounds as she could while she had free time she was hoping that she would get to meet loads of people this term but she just had to be patient and hoped that things would not get too much for her and she sat on a close by bench and thought of all the things that made her happy

Puck probably should have been doing something other than you know lying underneath a tree in the courtyard a book in hand. She was smiling and thumbing her fingers against the pages of the tattered book in her hand. She was long past the days when she was fearful that people would judge her for liking Shakespeare, if they made fun of her she’d just have to stand up for herself and give them the I AM A PREFECT face.

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Of course it was Hady, OF COURSE. Zeke replaced his signature grin with a look of serious contemplation, accompanied with the biting of his bottom lip. Whom else could it have been? Well.... he could think of no one. Not from around here at least. "I guess there's only you," he decided, "I'll remember that for next time." And that was assuming there was a next time, and if there wasn't he could always find an opportunity to return the favour. Bracing himself against the bench with his legs on either side now, he managed to half pull himself up, and with the help of Hady, actually sit up. "Thanks."

Hady laughed softly letting go of his wrists once he was all the way sat up. "No problem." Came her easy answer as she sat down on the grass in front of the bench. Pulling her knees up she crossed her arms over them and leaned back slightly against the bench tilting her head back to glance up at the sky. "Cloud gazing?" She asked twisting around enough to look at Zeke as she spoke.

What else would he have been doing really unless maybe he'd been thinking and she'd interrupted that?

Eden nodded. So his birthday was faaar off. She didn't know if she would remember or not, but she would at least remember that his birthday was at the END of the term ish, and she could check on the exact date when it got closer with Mari or something. She'd bake him cookies or...a pie...or whatever he was into. Hopefully desserts.

Soon, she had picked out all of the white gummy bears. He had SNATCHED ONE--but that was okay. These were for him. She smiled as she held them out, cupped in her hands, and looked all..expectant and such. "Here. I like all the colors equally--but I don't mind giving up my white ones." She still had like...five other colors! "I don't even know what flavor the white ones taste like--" Pina colada maybe? Or...pineapple? Coconut? She didn't know. They all kinda' tasted similar after being in a bag with each other for awhile, ya' know?

OH! "NEEEWWW YOOOOOOOORRRRKKKK!" she suddenly sang, another really old song, and she even STOOD UP to sing it, too--dramatics. She chuckled to herself and then sat back down, curling her feet to the side after slipping off her shoes on the ground in front of her. "I went to New York for the first time this summer to visit a friend. It was really pretty--I'd never been to such a BIG city like that--besides London--" which she didn't count because she had to go to London for Diagon Alley. London was never for pleasure.

"And yes--Irish--I'm from Wexford, Ireland." She smiled. "I sometimes feel like it might not be obvious but--I guess I am--" her accent's subtlety depended on how angry or passionate she was.

Abby looked at the girl who was reading Shakespeare and said "That is a good choice of read" Abby knew that everyone should try and read some Shakespeare in there life

Hey those jokes were brilliantly terrible. You laughed at them because they were so bad. "Partners in Crime" Dante said smirking. Partners in Crime was always more fun than going solo. Though Airey would probably be a more lenient Head of House. Still the goal was to not get caught. Ha, he learned something alright in Joke School. All he did was shrug. "You should have heard the ones that were F's"

Dante had to laugh as Zeke got help standing up. Hady sits down to cloud gaze?. Or was she just tired of being on her feet. Up and immediately down. "Are you two going to stare at the clouds now?" If so then Dante will just practice the spell he needs to make fedoras.

"Not yet" Give him time at this school and maybe he will be able to conjuring girly hands. You never know. Though if he uses his brothers hand lotions. Maybe he will sooner than he thinks. "As soft as a babies bottom" Dante smirking. They are actually pretty callused.

But whatever.

Puck glanced up at the girl who looked obviously like Angel and AJ the Valentine...whatever girls. She shrugged her shoulder and smiled up at the girl. "Thanks, yeah As you Like it is one of my favorites" she admitted with a grin. "I'm Puck, by the way".

Kace decided he wanted to do a little art near the back wall of Hogwarts. I mean graffiti wasn't illegal right? It was a way to express one self. Plus he loved teaching people how to do it. He brought his bag down with his supplies and was ready to start doing some art. He took out his sketchbook and decided what doodle he was gonna do. Once he flipped through his pages he found one. He shook a can and was away from the students and professors so they won't be exposed to the fumes. He put his mask on so he won't inhale the fumes.

He shook it some more and began to sketch and draw. He wondered if he was gonna run into anyone here.

Abby smiled at Puck and said "Nice to meet you Puck, I'm Abby and i guess you know my sisters AJ and Angel" Abby hoped that the two of them were behaving themselves and Puck here looked like she was a prefect for Gryffindor

Dylan chuckled, smiling shyly again. "I um..." he looked away as she looked at him since he had felt his cheeks begin to redden. "Thanks." He said. What was he supposed to say now? He knew nothing about this kind of stuff. He had no experience... He was so very awkward.

"Anyway," The fifth year finally said, deciding to change the subject. "Um... you excited for classes to start?" He asked. He would have loved to go on with what they were talking about earlier of course, but he didn't want to go to far and end up kissing her or something stupid like that. He wasn't ready yet. Although, would he ever be?!

She was sitting on the grass? Zeke quickly tossed up between pulling her up to sit next to him, or joining her down here. In the end he figured she wouldn't appreciate being pulled up, so he slid off the edge of the bench and made himself comfy beside her, leaning against the bench. Cloud gazing though, was he? Is that what he was doing? ... "I don't really know what I was doing," he confessed, but sure, cloud gazing would work. "That one does look like a dragon though," he added, pointing to the large winged beastly shaped one floating overhead.

Partner's in crime though, yeah, he needed one of those, especially since Ashley was at stuffy Beauxbaton's. "Wouldn't mind getting one over on the Prefects either, or Peeves..." if that body polterwhateveritwas made another brash appearance. But the whole F-grade thing for Joke School... hahaha, "That's a joke in itself, right?" he mused.

But back to the cloud gazing, Zeke shrugged. "Got anything better to do?" he cast a quick glance at his textbooks, because THOSE were not a viable option, staring at clouds trumped them.

With another chuckle at Dante's hands being as smooth as a baby's bottom, he had to wonder if the dude actually DID go to Joke School, cause he was just HIL-ARIOUS! "Yeah, nice." Superb.

Right...she said to much. Bleu smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes. She went too far. He didn't feel for her that way. Which was fine. She would rather have him as a friend than nothing at all.

"Um, yeah super excited. There are a couple new teachers. I am really looking forward to Charms." she didn't want their conversation to end but she was feeling a little low now. "What about you?" She had to continue on as if it hadn't happened. She started playing with the grass again, she couldn't look at his face.

Hady couldn't help but grin as Zeke slid off the bench to sit in the grass beside her. Honestly she hadn't been expecting that but she didn't mind it in the least. Not if it was him anyways. Some others she might mind but him? No.

Laughing softly at his reply to not really knowing what he was doing she figured that it was possible not to. Tilting her head up towards the sky she checked out the cloud in question. It did sorta look like a dragon if she tilted her head just so. "Hmm I guess it is a dragon...and that one there..." She pointed to another oddly shaped one near it. "Is a crown." One for a King or Queen. Or maybe a Prince or Princess?

Taking her eyes off the clouds she glanced from Dante to Zeke in turn. 'Partners in crime' hmm? Just what was it they were going to be doing that would be a crime? She raised an eyebrow curiously a small smirk playing across her lips. "And what is it you two think you're going to get away with?" Pranks were fun when you didn't get caught.

Little did this Weird Hufflepuff know was that Aegis Dane had picked this back corner to take a quick snooze fest. His dreams were filled with Agatha Hapgood, and Quodpot, and Music, and Rabbits, and Agatha Hapgood, and Fumes, and Quodpot....Fumes!?! Aegis shot up from his spot on the ground and started coughing like a maniac!! His eyes teary he rubbed them until the bags under them were Red. "Airey Save me!" He exclaimed as he darted his eyes in the direction of the Person who had ruined his nap....He stood up, and stomped towards the HUFFLEPUFF!?!? Whoa Whoa Whoa..wait, Huffies were goodie two-shoes right? Like Oakey... All Proper and Stupid! He took a few steps around him again to make sure his eyes may still be affected by his the Fumes. "Really?"...Aegis spoke questioning the sight before him.

Noticing her change in mood, Dylan sighed. Maybe Lux was right, maybe Bleu DID like him. There were signs. Dylan just didn't believe them to be true. So, should he tell her? His heart began to race. What if she ran off in fear? Never talked to him again?! He couldn't bear it. But Kace also said to go for it, that it was worth it. Was it? His head was pounding almost as loudly as his heart as it filled with questions.

"Bleu... I erm..." he began, wringing his hands. "I know we haven't known each other that long b-but...I like...you..." There. It was out. It came out slowly, yes, but surely. It was done. He looked at her face, waiting to see her reaction, his heart beating faster than it ever had before.

Oh. It was confirmed. Puck blinked at the girl and chuckled. “Oh…you are a Valentine then?” She asked and nodded. “Yeah I do know them they are in my house actually” she admitted and smirked. Puck set down her book and leaned further against the tree. “Is It hard not being in the same house as your sisters?” She asked curiously.