Bleu gave him a gentle smile. "Thank you for being understanding. I'm sure it wont take long." She kissed his nose and smiled. She really was scared to share her voice with anyone. Singing isn't just singing a song. When you have learned, and prepared, and put your own emotion behind a song, it was scary to show that vulnerable side of you.

"You're so very welcome." She giggled at his adorable smile. Why did she want to be like a tiger? She pondered for a moment. She pondered so hard that her brows furrowed and she got a little crease between her eyes on her forehead. "Well, what I mean is, tiger's have such a ferocity about them. They are feared and revered at the same time. I don't necessarily want the fear, but I want to be admired as they are and have the same pride and confidence in myself as they do. They are beautiful animals. Especially the white tigers. They are so unique. I want to be loved for my uniqueness." Where did that come from? How did she come up with that...though it was true........puzzling.

"Oh, red pandas are adorable. I love regular pandas too. They are so fluffy I just want to cuddle them." She grinned. Her perfect date...she hadn't really ever thought about it before. "I....I really don't know. I like being like this," she gestured to laying outside in the grass and relaxing with each other, "But this is more...hanging out than a date. But...I guess...anything where we can just be together and spend time with each other. Like dinner and a walk on the beach or dinner and a movie." She worried if that was too simple. She just liked being with him. She didn't have to do anything. "What about you?"

Dylan gave her a nod. "Of course." He said, smiling as she kissed his nose.

Watching at how concentrated she got about his question, he smiled. She was cute, all concentrated and all. He then gave her a thoughtful look when she answered, nodding slowly. That made a lot of sense, the way she put it. "That's really interesting. And cool too, I can get that," he said. "Well, you seem pretty confident. And you're quite unique too, and I really like that about you. So, in my opinion, I think you kinda are a tiger." He added with a smile.

"Yes, regular pandas are so cute too!" Dylan exclaimed. And yes, cuddly too. He then nodded, laying back down on the grass. "That's cool," He said, plucking a piece of grass and winding it between his fingers. It was a good thing she liked simple things... he could afford all the things she listed. Plus, the fact that she just liked hanging out was good too. He liked that as well... any time spent with her he knew he'd enjoy. "Y'know," he began to her question. "I don't quite care either as long as I'm with ya. But, I've always wanted to take a girl out to one of those Muggle arcades," He said, even though he'd never been to one himself. But he heard they were really awesome. "Or to a concert. Just something fun." The fifth year shrugged. He was all about fun things. Anything like sitting around could get boring, he was one of those people who couldn't sit still for a long time. He always had to be moving around!

Bleu loved how supportive and kind Dylan was. Just the person she needed in her life. She blushed a little. He was too sweet for words. "Well, I'm glad you think so." She smiled, "You're kinda like a red panda. Adorable, goofy, and sweet." It was true. He was all those things. Especially adorable.

She gave a small giggle. He really hadn't been in the muggle world much. She would have to change that. "Arcades are fantastic. And I would love to go to a concert too. I also love miniature golf and go-carts. Oh, Oh! And laser tag. That's great fun." She smiled, "I like a lot of the muggle amusement park or entertainment. My dad was a muggle. We did a lot of those things when I was little." Hopefully he didn't catch the was. Her father died when she was very little.

Dylan smiled. "Oh, good! I've always wanted to be like a red panda." He giggled, blushing slightly. He sure turned red like a red panda, that was one big similarity.

Bleu seemed to like lots of fun things, which was perfect! He couldn't wait. "My dads a Muggle too, funny how I haven't done any Muggle things though, yeah?" He laughed and sighed, suddenly noticing she had said was a Muggle. He looked up at her cocking his head to the side. "Was?" He asked quietly, studying her.

"Well, you succeed." Bleu grinned and giggled with him.

Oh, he had noticed. She had hoped he didn't but...he is smart and does pay attention. She sat up and pulled her hands to her lap. Her smile turned to a sad smile. She didn't like thinking about it. It was hard talk about. "Yeah, was. He was killed in a car accident when I was seven years old. Head-on collision with a semi-truck. The truck driver fell asleep at the wheel. He was on his way to some meeting for work. I was at primary school when mum showed up." She grabbed a piece of grass and rubbed it between her fingers. She would not cry in front of him.

Noticing her sad smile, he bit his lip. He probably shouldn't have asked that... he hadn't been thinking. He had just blurted the question and he should have figured it out... He frowned as she told the story and he reached over to grab her hand in his, looking up into her eyes. "I'm sorry to hear that...and I'm sorry for asking..." He said quietly, scooting next to her to give her a hug.

Bleu hugged him back, resting her head on his shoulder. The only person that ever comforted her was her mother, and it was nice to have someone else care so much about her. "Nothing to be sorry for. It would have come up eventually anyway." She kissed his cheek and pulled away. Hoping there were no tears in her eyes. There were so many things she wouldn't be able to have with her father; So many things she missed about him.

Subject change. "So your dad is a muggle too, but you haven't done any of the traditional muggle things? How is that possible?" She smiled but it didn't reach her eyes. Thoughts of running through fields of wildflowers at her grandparents with her dad were running through her head.

"Don't talk like that," Dylan said, stroking her hair as he held her close. "But know I'm always here for you if you need it. And I mean it. Seriously. Owl me at three in the morning and I'll be right there for ya. I swear." He added, giving her a nod.

Understanding she'd probably rather not talk about it, he went with her change of subject. He laughed, shrugging. "I've wondered the same thing. I've always asked him to take me places. Show me things. He's just...busy, that's what he says..." He trailed off, giving another shrug.

Oh yeah, she got it. Totally got it. Basically Bambi meant that it still *looked* disgusting whilst you were actually running and all that, so basically it was advised NOT to do it in person? But like, it could look totally hot too. IT COULD - if you were a Bambi. Gosh, okay. Solitude for now then. "Got you, gurl. No ew stuff in front of people." her tone implemented that she had made a list within her thoughts. She sorta had, but being Abbi it was nothing much too organised even although it wasn't something written.

NOW she was ROLLING with laughter.

Oh word.

Professor Quiggly. Cat. Wiggling.

HILARIOUS.

HAHAHAHAHAHA!

The thought of those four words were just too much not to giggle and the thought of taking a photograph - she'd just say that, that would be some priceless photograph she'd want for keepsake. "We should bet who can do this first." Turn the joke into something real, now *this* would be interesting. As for the name, PERFECT. "Yes. Professor Wiggling Quiggly suits him like no other." she responded with a beam after all her laughing.

That was actually sad, the whole situation. It sounded almost as if a girl's passion had just been crumbled as a girl tended to break her heart every other week in high-school. "Sprinting's what counts when there's something attacking you though, unless it doesn't stop going after you." But you know, you could always run fast and hide and then technically you were sorted. "You should talk to the school about it, maybe they can try a new something." Especially now that Quidditch was all KAPPOOF. Oh the sads about quidditch, at least there were other things happening constantly around the school.

"Yes, Sir! Yes!" she half shouted in return. If they were going to to this, then why not make it boot-camp sort of fun? Oh-wait...boot camp *wasn't* meant to be fun. WHOOPS.

Extending and flattening her legs properly, Abbi gave the stretching thing a try. She tried to reach her ankled by extending her body over her legs. Her knee caps, her legs but her ankles? ALMOST. She had been so close. She stayed in her position for a while then did the next thing Bambi had done.

Bleu smiled at him, "Thank you." She couldn't believe how kind he was.

Grinning, she remarked, "Well, then I will just have to take you." She giggled. Ah. Busy father. AKA Workaholic who only had time when he had vacation days. "That's not right. My parents always made time to be with me. I'm sorry you have to deal with that, and I hope that changes." A father's love and time was more important than anything money could ever buy.

Smiling warmly at her, he gave her hand a squeeze. "Of course, sweetheart." Dylan replied softly with a small nod of his head.

Another smile spread across the Puffer's face. "That's great, I can't wait." He told her excitedly, giving a wave of his hand at what she said. "Eh, I'm used to it I s'pose. I have an older brother...when he lived with us he spent time with me and stuff." And it wasn't that his father was mean or anything... he just didn't quite spend time with him a lot. Dylan never really thought about it much.

Mitchell chuckled quietly to himself as she tossed candy up in the air and caught them. Funny.

He nodded at the smoothie comment. It was sad not to know. They were good. Of course, he grew up in sort of a health conscious area. He laughed again at her reaction. "Hey. I didn't make up the colors." he said holding up his arms innocently. If he did, strawberry would be a pink or something. He just read a label once a long time ago and randomly still remembered it.

He laughed yet again at the silly faces. "Why, thank you." he said with a grin.

He then smiled and nodded as she talked about the stars. "That sounds nice." he said. He liked the stars here. It was more of a private boarding school perk though. He didn't know what he'd do if there were stars all the time. Maybe he'd just take them for granted?

"Yeah. That was nice. We had an apartment on the top floor, so we'd go to the roof alot. That was fun." Just sit. Surrounded by the city that never sleeps.

Bleu blushed a little when he called her sweetheart. She liked it. She couldn't wait to take him places over the summer. Of course they would both have to get permission but she knew her mother would be ok with it. He had an older brother. He was lucky. She was an only child. Not because her parents didn't want more children, but because her father died and her mother never found anyone else. "It must be nice to have siblings. I don't have any, which is why I am really ok with being by myself and how i got around for 4 years without being noticed. But I'm glad you at least had your brother to hand out with."

Bleu looked up at the clock tower. "We should get back soon." It was pretty late in the day already.

Finally! his package he had asked his mother to sent to him had arrived and the Gryffindor was now in the middle of finding the perfect place to make his art known. Not that was an artist but he thought the walls at this school lacked something. His signature. With two red and gold colored spray cans hidden in his school bag, Kevin had walked to the courtyard after dinner. It had started to get darker and he knew they had to be in the common rooms soonish so he had to be quick.

Finding a spot that was in a corner and hidden from view if you didn't walk past it, the fourteen year old opened up his bag and also put the hood of his school robe over his head to protect him from anyone seeing his face and pulled the Gryffindor scarf over his mouth and nose. He looked around for a moment. When he thought that the coast was clear he took out a crown shaped cut out logo he had made...with pride as well because you know how long it had taken him to make that?! and held it against the wall with one gloved hand and shook the gold colored spray can with he other.

FSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSH!

Kevin flinched at the loud sound of the spray can but knew that he needed to move fast as well. He sprayed over the cut out logo and when he was done and had pulled away the board he didn't wait to admire it. Instead, he pulled out the red colored painting spray can and wrote his initials under the crown. Putting away the evidence in his bag, Kevin looked at his designed logo and grinned before leaving for the Gryffindor tower.

Bloody ridiculous.

He'd only been here a short while, and although all of the other first years seemed to have settled down already, Dalton still felt a million worlds out of place. He didn't really care about magic, and he didn't have any friends, and he was spending all of his free time being almost as bored and uncaring as he'd been at the home.

At least back in Whitehaven he had Aled. The ginger boy was like a brother to Dalton, and although he would never admit it he was beginning to miss him, something he never thought was possible. Something he considered kinda gross.

Shoving his hands into his jeans pockets and shuffling his feet along the ground, he mused that maybe he should look up a spell to alter clothes, so that he didn't have his pants trailing on the ground and needing a belt, and so that his hoodies didn't hang by his knees. Maybe if he did that, then he'd think magic was okay, after all.

The Gryffindor adjusted his house scarf around his neck a little more tightly as he walked towards the courtyard. Merlin, it was starting to get real chilly, wasn't it? Of course not as cold as a couple of terms ago with the... COLD ONES , but it was still nearing all that crazy winter weather and he was hardly prepared for this when he got dressed this morning. Didn't really think about it all too much, but then again... When did he really?

As he passed a corner of the courtyard, he noticed a very strange marking on the bricks.... K. H? Complete with a crown. Of course, he recognized it as soon as he saw it. Must belong to one person and one person only. Kevin Hirase.. Who else? Zander stood and looked at it for a while, debating whether or not to remove the mark from the wall. On one hand, he knew Kevin would kill him if he did... And on the other... He knew the Headmistress would kill Kevin if he didn't.

Maybe he'd let it stay up and just remove it before walking back into the castle? For now... he had homework to do. Speaking of which, CATS EVERYWHERE?!!!?? There were so many. So many that he started feeling a bit sick to his stomach knowing that he should be with his cruppy right about now. Siiiiigh. Azalea. Siiiigh.

But anyways, he sat down on a small patch of grass before pulling out some spare parchment and a quill. Homework time.

As Kace was going out onto the grounds, he noticed it was slightly chillier in the courtyard than in his common room. He fixed his scarf and made it a little tighter so he wouldn't get the wind chill. As he was looking for cats around the school because he really wanted to do the divination homework, he saw Zander have parchment and was sitting on the grass. Maybe he was doing the homework too. He grinned and made his way over to the lion. "Hey dude.." he greeted him and sat down next to him. "Doing the divination homework too?" he asked pointing to the parchment. He reached into his bag and got his out too. "So am I. Wanna work on it together?" he asked.

As he was asking Zander he saw something out of the corner of his eye. "Did you see that..?" he asked and pointed to the bush.

Zander was on watch. There were cats EVERYWHERE. Except... None of them really seemed to be doing any-- Huh? Hearing a familiar voice, the Gryffindor looked up into the sky to.. Oh. Kace! "Hiya," and it was a good thing that Kace decided to sit down too because Zander wasn't feeling the whole getting back up thing. Not after he had just sat, anyways. But still. Right. Divination homework, yeah yeah that's why he was here. If it wasn't studying for OWLs, then what else would it be really? Homework. Sigh. If only it weren't. "Yeah, unfortunately..." But maybe not so unfortunately because they were really in desperate need of some house points now, huh? Yeaahhh. Also unfortunately.

"Yeah let's do it! It'll make it go by lots faster... I hope?" he grinned at the older boy before... Huh? Yeah he saw the bush Kace, maybe he was stupid but he sure as heck wasn't blind too. Pft. Who did he think-- Oh wait. He wasn't really pointing to the bush at all, was he? He was point to the little cat that was perched right under it. Oh. Totally knew that... La la la.... Totally.

"What is it doing...??? Looks like it's swatting the air or something... Weird." And he definitely didn't even realize the fact that maybe swatting the air meant something. What were they meant to do for this homework again?

Kace was glad that Zander agreed to do the Divination Homework with him. He grinned and now this homework would go faster. "Yeah I think this would go by faster with the two of us working together.." he said getting his notebook situated on his lap. He was prepared to take notes. He got his div notes out and he heard Zander mention he was swatting at the air. He snapped his fingers and went through his notes and found it. "Here Zander look.." he said showing his notes....

Welp he knew what the meant. "Sooo I think one of us will get good news soon." he shrugged and wrote down his reading. "Come here kitty kitty.." Kace called out to it. He seemed scared at first and then it noticed the humans and immediately bolted for the bush. Huh...I guess it wasn't friendly. "Sooo onto finding another cat.." he said looking around. "Any ideas?" he asked his fellow lion.

Zander nodded at the older boy as he looked down at his (so far) blank parchment. It would most definitely go by faster, especially with Kace's help. Zander Adair wasn't the best at divination... Or anything for that matter. Actually, that was a lie. He was good at somethings... Like not being good at anything. He was like the BEST at that. But ahem. Divination. That's what he was doing. Caats. Yeah. Cats. Huh? Glancing over at Kace's notes the Gryffindor smiled all BIG. HEHE. So it DID mean something! "Awesome!"

Maybe the good news would be that OWLs would be cancelled for the year? Maaaaaaybe? Didn't they do that all the time in Harry Potter's years? How come this never happened nowadays? Unfair. And yes, yes he had been studying the history of OWLs tests instead of studying actual OWLs notes. But uh, he did that too. Just sometimes it got really boring okay?

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Cat #1: This one was hiding from us. I think he hates me maybe, Professor. But that doesn't have a definition in the book, so we're going to go with the air swat. That means good luck. I hope it also means that OWLs are cancelled. Wouldn't that be the BEST luck? I think so too, Professor.

AHem. Beautifully done. Nailed it. Good homework. Much hard work. All the O's. Now, uh, what the heck was Kace on about??? "OH LOOK, KACE THAT GINGER ONE!!" all pointing at it and everything!! This one wasn't hiding. HEhe.

Kace noticed Zander made his notes more personal and thought he should add something to his notes. He picked up his quill and began to write down his homework assignment.



He couldn't help but peak at Zanders and he chuckled at his response. He shook his head and laughed even more. Leave it up to Zander to be the creative one. As he was finished he saw the lion pointing to the ginger cat walking towards the bush. "I do see it!" he was excited for this but he didn't wanna scare the poor guy. "Ssshh let's see what it does.." he observed the ginger cat closely. "What do you think it is doing?" he asked.

How come cats got scared by lots of noises? Zander nodded though and yup he was 'shhh'ing now. Mhm. Just observing nothing to see here kitty. Nothing at all. Merlin, this cat was lazy. It was just laying there. All stretched out under the bush. Just doing absolutely--

WAIT. Stretched out. That HAD to mean something, right!? Right. The Gryffindor's eyes lit up as he quickly turned to Kace's open book. He dragged his finger down the descriptions, ticking off each one as he went. Curled in a-- No. Laying yes with forehead-- no. Stretched out-- YES THIS WAS THE ONE. "Look, I think it fits this description!?" Oh wait. Shh. quiet voices. "I-uh-I mean I think it's this one?" Hopefully.

Turning back to his parchment, the Gryffindor began madly scribbling again.

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Cat #2: This one is ginger and apparently it doesn't like loud noises or something. Maybe that's just a cat thing in general? Or maybe it has a GREATER meaning, Professor! Except, that's not listed in our textbook so I'm going with the one about being stretched out. That means that we're going to have some good days ahead and probably some sun too. Which is a relief because I hate winters. Especially after the one two years ago. Never. Again.

Kace was looking at Zander and he saw he was observing the cat. He grinned and as he looked towards the cat he saw it was lying stretched out on the grass. That had to mean something. He was about to say something when Zander immediately had an idea and he saw him use his book. Look at the lion go. He saw him trace his finger to the stretched out description. He nodded agreeing with him. "Yeah it does." he smiled and was amused he was using his quiet voice.

He looked at the paragraph in the book and he began to scribble down his notes.

As he wrote down his reading he checked Zander's notes and he seemed to be doing it right. He noticed another cat out of the corner of his eye which was perfect they needed another cat to complete their homework. "Heyy look at that Tuxedo cat over there." he pointed and whispered to his lion buddy. He was coming up to them and following them. "I think he is coming over to say hii.." he grinned and began to pet him as he came closer.

Tuxedo cat? Why in Merlin's name would a cat wear a-- Oh. OOOHHH. "Nice!" The Gryffindor gave the older Hufflepuff a smile, but kept his eyes on this 'tuxedo' cat all the while. And... It was making it's way over?! Zander got up off his bum and set his notes down to the side. Couldn't resist petting the cat, you know? Creatures were creatures. Even if he was a Cruppy person and all... He loved any creatures really. It was why it was one of his favorite subjects, creatures were AWESOME!

Zander got up fully now and walked over to the lil' creature in mention. Holding up his hand, the Gryffindor began petting the cat, turning back only to grin at Kace. "Is there anything about a cat that's needy for being pet?" He chuckled a bit as he began walking back over to the older boy.... That was strange... Did he have a shadow? Or.... was the cat following him over? "... Uh... What does this mean?"

Kace watched as Zander was making his way over to the tuxedo cat. It seemed he wanted to pet the cat. He smiled and noticed the cat was following Zander. He snapped his fingers and knew about something cat's following you. He got out his book and began to skim down with his finger.

"Hey Zander I found something." he said and pointed to what he found in his notes. "Sooo apparently you are gonna receive some money." He smiled and this was excellent. Kace needed some money anyways. He began to go to his notebook and began to write his last reading for the cats.



As he looked over his notes and the assignment, he realized they only needed to do three readings. He grinned and said, "Well I think we did all the homework needed for Divination don't you?" He was pleased with their progress.