As Tory marched back across the bridge he spotted a most curious sight. An Old bearded man in a brown cloak was walking past. Now, rarely often would Tory let this kind of oddity pass by him without making any comment. His mind was racing with what to say in this situation. This man, he had to be in costume. It was Halloween of course, so it was clearly a costume. The beard made it too difficult to figure out who though. What was the costume of too? he could have sworn he'd seen this countless times. So he did a Double Take. He caught it, a slight glimpse but it was there attached to the side of his costume's belt. One of those Weird Sticks!

Matt Solo had one just like it. You'd press some plastic button and and more plastic would fall out of it like. Light Saber...STAR WARS. Okay now time to confront him!

The young Fro'd Samurai (without sword) stood in his path, like a Troll guarding his Bridge. He jerked up his empty bag up at the Bearded Costumed Star Wars guys and spoke with gusto. "TRICK or TREAT?!"

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As Tory marched back across the bridge he spotted a most curious sight. An Old bearded man in a brown cloak was walking past. Now, rarely often would Tory let this kind of oddity pass by him without making any comment. His mind was racing with what to say in this situation. This man, he had to be in costume. It was Halloween of course, so it was clearly a costume. The beard made it too difficult to figure out who though. What was the costume of too? he could have sworn he'd seen this countless times. So he did a Double Take. He caught it, a slight glimpse but it was there attached to the side of his costume's belt. One of those Weird Sticks!

Matt Solo had one just like it. You'd press some plastic button and and more plastic would fall out of it like. Light Saber...STAR WARS. Okay now time to confront him!

The young Fro'd Samurai (without sword) stood in his path, like a Troll guarding his Bridge. He jerked up his empty bag up at the Bearded Costumed Star Wars guys and spoke with gusto. "TRICK or TREAT?!"

Scattering. It was an incredible natural phenomena to behold and watching the oranges bleed into some vivid reds took him back to some of his earlier terms here at Hogwarts and specifically of some tree house redecoration efforts. He was lost in thoughts concerning wavelength and molecules when the Gryffindor - because he DID recognize Mr. Spades - spoke and disrupted his peaceful scientific reflection laced with personal meditation.

Trick or....oh sweet solstice.

Not knowing that the boy did not recognize him, the astronomer turned towards the first year with either hand placed purposefully on his hips. After a few moments of pseudo observing the young man, his blue eyes completely unblinking, Airey lifted his right hand and waved is slowly at the young man, palm facing downwards and wrist relaxed. "These are not the treats you are looking for," he answered stoically.

He DID have some gourmet marshmallows tucked away in his pocket - ready to be used in Draper's fireplace later - and a few spare lint rollers...but he was unwilling to part with any of those.

She hadn't eaten? Paul pulled a wrapped piece of toast from his satchel. "Would you like some?" He asked softly. "It's the most important meal of the day. Skipping breakfast could negatively affect the entire day, you know." Who was he, someone's DAD? Paul felt like it sometimes, with all these students.

Oh nooo! Paul looked over at her when he heard her voice. it sounded so SAD. And the TEARS! Oh dear oh DEAR! The Herbologist quickly set the toast down beside him and wrapped an arm around her and squiiiiiished her in a hug. "Oh no, honey, it's going to be okay. Whatever is bothering you...I'm here to talk if you need to..." He let go of her and held out the toast.

He had concern in his eyes. A student crying ;___; His HEART.

Again, Jessie made him smile, he felt accepted, somehow a secure feeling but yet afraid to left behind.. he move back a bit, and try to lean his back on the wood bridge pillar, he stare his shoes again, but he get rid his doubt and as he turn his head up, he rise a smile once again..

he put one of his hand to Jessie's shoulder, looking at her straight

"okay, now what? should we continue kissing?" he grins, obviously he try to tease Jessie

Halloweeeeeeeeeeen! The perfect day to wear his full stormtrooper outfit. If he had one. He DID have a helmet, though, thanks to Ethan, so HUZZAH, he was wearing THAT. Only now he had the idea to send some of his robes to Sophie so she could charm them to look like a proper Stormtrooper outfit, but it was too late for that day. He'd do it that night anyway, because it was never too late to have a full Stormtrooper outfit.

He had a Jedi Knight outfit, though, so he was wearing that as well. It made all the sense in the world, ALRIGHT. Matt could've chosen to just wear his Jedi Knight robes, but the helmet was too cool not to be worn.

Besides, it wasn't like he never wore his helmet anyway, even on non-Halloween days. That was just an excuse. In fact, Matt probably din't even realise it was Halloween until he noticed a few other kids wearing costumes. NO MATTER! There he was with his super awesome Stormtrooper helmet. Oh, and his blaster too, AND lightsaber, of COURSE.

He made his way to the grounds, because why not, and he was happily bouncing his way through the wooden bridge when a sight caught his full attention.

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He couln't breathe. Was that... that was... OBI WAN KENOBI DOING A MIND TRICK ON SOME KID!!! "GOODNESSGRACIOUSME-" The boy exclaimed as he RUSHED towards the pair yelling his head off. "OHMYMERLINOHMYMERLIN, IT'S OBI WAN, LOOK, IT'S OBI WAN! OBI WAN, YOU ARE SO AWESOME!" Whoever that really was. Matt couldn't TELL because he was blinded by excitement and also by his helmet but who really CARED WHO THAT PERSON WAS. IT WAS OBI WAN, for all he knew. The costume. AWESOME costume, man!

Without warning, loud Matt HUGGED Obi Wan from the side. He didn't CARE if the man was in the middle of a mind trick. He. Didn't. CARE. "OBI WAN, YOU'RE MY THIRD HERO. Maybe fourth. But STILL MY HERO!" HUGGIIIIIIIING.

LOST and HUNGRY, the adolescent blast-ended skrewt scurried across the floor of the bridge. In it's agitated state the creature did not bother to see where it was going and SLAMMED into the leg of a nearby human (LestrangeRaven).

Rearing back, its stinger was ready to strike at any moment.

What was the professor doing? Would she.....like some? He was offering her toast? She wasn't used to adults , particularly professors, being this way. Ilia didn't want to turn him down and be rude, he seemed so nice that she didn't want to offend him.

Before she could really cultivate an answer though, she felt an arm wrap around her and......o_O...........She was squished...almost like an adult Adi squish. She froze, uncertain of what to do. She had never been hugged by an adult that she was not related to and even then hugs were rare. Was this just, a Hufflepuff thing? All of the puffs in her life seemed to do this. Was her upbringing simply bereft of puffness? She didn't simply have water in her eyes now, she was full blown crying except for sobbing sounds. The hug let loose the flood gate that she had been trying to tape shut.

It is going to be okay..........yet again she rarely heard that in her life. Honey? He would listen to her? What adult ever listened to a teenager having emotional problems? Was this like, a joke? Or perhaps it was just something that had never existed in her life before. Honestly, she was screaming inside and didn't feel like she could talk to anyone about it. She did need someone, but could she trust him?

She looked up at the professor, her tears still streaming, and she gently took the toast. "Thank you." Her voice was soft and gentle as could be, unsure what else to say. "I'm sorry. I must look like a fool." She smiled weakly at him as she moved her mother's letters to the side. "I don't think talking can fix my mother...." She was attempting to joke, but she realized that might sound like her mom was ill. "It is my mother that is bothering me, in a sense I guess......I'm probably a bad daughter." She spoke quietly, not sure why she was saying all of this. Maybe she really was awful in someway.

Somethin bumped Raven’ s leg, he was surprised to see blast-ended skrewt in front of him!! How did it get here?!? Nevermind! First thing first..
He was fell to the ground but as fast as he can he pull out his wand, cast a spell to the beast “Everte Statum!!” , the skrewt thrown to the back, a few meters away from him, but yet its ready to come back and encountered him. He rised up fast as a reflex, worried the beast will attacked him first.

He felt rage, he’s not satisfied just by seeing the beast thrown back. He wanted to do more to the beast, didn’t care if he will get detention or maybe worse, he hate it, he hate the beast attacking for no reason.
He walked forward right to the beast, you can see so much rage in his eyes, you can hear every steps he made as he tapped the bridge floor really hard. his teeth sound is chattering holding his anger.

“ I’m not going to kill you, No! I’m not” paused “because instant death is no fun at all, I’m just gonna hurt you, really, really bad! this is what you want right?” every word is very emphasized “For me, to have “FUN”” paused “I’LL GIVE YOU FUN!!”
He straight point his wand to the beast with full power “IMPEDIMENTA!!!” he repeat it again as the spell he cast was reflected back “IMPEDIMENTA! IMPEDIMENTA! IMPEDIMENTAAA!!!” a non stopping spell cast make the skrewt frizzing as the spell encounter the unprotected parts.
Raven is panting, he seem running out of breath.. he looked at the beast.. and turn his sight along with his body to Jessie...

"Pretty much seem, everything is against us, right?"

Why was the human shouting at it? All it was doing was being lost and looking for food over here. There was NO reason to shout at it. The creature could understand none of the human's language.

Yes. It's stinger was in position to strike, but having reflexes was no a crime!

Dodging the first spell, the skrewt zig zagged towards the human with impressive agility for such an ugly looking creature. And it was MAD now. REALLY REALLY REALLY MAD. Not startled. MAD.

Getting hit by one of the incoming spells, the blast-ended skrewt paused for no more than 10 seconds before it was charging forwards again. Only this time it was producing a terrifying amount of sparks from its read to propel itself forward.

Sparks not strong enough to set fire to the wooden bridge. Not yet.

It had the real intention to strike and it's pincer was aimed at either human's shins.

Jessie still can't moving. Too shock to realized what happened around her.

She g rab her wand and raising it to the skrewt but she wasn't sure about which spell she'll use.

What if her spell hit Raven instead? Raven. She could see how furious he was. Shouted the spells repeatedly.

"Hey Raven.Be careful. It's too dangerous being here! "

Jessie wants to help. But what could she do?

" Raven! " Jessie shouting at the Slytherin boy " I'm not good at charms. But I'll try to steal It's attention to me. Then you could attack the skrewt with... with... whatever .

Jessie take her risk to save them both. Save Raven. And it was the only idea in her mind. She hopes it will works.

the young girl shouting at the skrewt.


"Hey big there... come here!"


Oh..oh... what's now? Jessie tried to remember all spells she had read. With shaky hand she brought the tip of her wand to the beast.


[B]" CONFRINGO! " [B]she tried her luck with cast the spell very loudly.

”Protego!” James called from the other side of the bridge. Luckily his reflexes were incredibly quick. A blasting curse. Someone better have a GREAT explanation for this.

His eyes narrowing as he made his way near, very quickly at that. And angrily too. He was not a happy man. Not in general, but especially not now.

It was hard NOT to hear the kid’s shrieking from the other side of the castle. Not that James was on the other side, actually he was just making his way over from the courtyard when he heard all the yelling. SO MUCH YELLING. And not just regular yelling, there were DANGEROUS spells being yelled across the bridge. Couldn’t the children just use aguamenti on each other and call it a day?

But of course, a BLASTING CURSE on a WOODEN BRIDGE.

Of freaking course.

Let’s just blow up the ENTIRETY OF HOGWARTS WHILE WE’RE AT IT, YEAH?

Oh and while he was here saving the day, ”Immobulus,” he pointed his wand over at the angry, yet-frightened-looking skrewt. And lastly, he turned to the two trouble makers feeling very tempted to point a spell or two at them as well. But that’d be frowned upon, wouldn’t it?

”Explain. Now.” His voice demanding and clear.

Though it didn’t matter much what the two had to say on the matter. Because James had already seen all he needed. A teenage skrewt, CLEARLY provoked to anger. Two youngsters stupidly shouting spells they didn’t know how to properly control. And a bloody blasting curse ON A WOODEN BRIDGE.

She heard someone cracking her spontaneous spell with a shield charms.


He saved them from the beast. But seemed like she's in bigger trouble now.


the little girl dropped her hands to her side and looking at anywhere but not to the man or the skrewt.


"It's my fault, sir. All of this. I- I was in panic and feel so scared. I can't think clearly. "


Jessie found out that her shoes became very interesting "To be honest I don't know about that spell very well. I only know it will create some blast and I hope could help us .... faster "

Will he believe her excuse?

"I'm sorry.... "

Slashing wildly at the air with its stinger, the blast-ended skrewt farted flames out its rear in its rage.

Take that...and that...and that loud humans! AND THAT!

The creature only ceased its movements when there was an fiery explosion around it. Transfixed by the fire - MOMMY?! - the skrewt began to move closer to the 'flames' when it was zapped by the new human's spell.

MOMMY?! WHERE DID YOU GO MOMMY?!

Surely those had been flames from her derrière! But where was she!?

And why couldn't it move to go find her?

Stupid humans. All three of them. They were lucky they had not tasted the wrath of it stinger yet.

Still panting and runs out of breath.. he gets up after fall back tripped while stepping back faster that he would thought he was able to do, in an effort to dodging from the Skrewt counter attack one and another earlier.. and still try to figure what was happen, because it was went so fast.. he did hear loud voice seem to save him from the Skrewt, suddenly comes to his sense… looking all around the wooden bridge with confused look.. Dear Merlin!
Geez.. its all a mess!! Great Mess!! From a lovey dovey date turn into a CHAOS!
He look at the Skrewt still with disgust.. thank you Skrewt for ruining my date.. he made that very clear announcement in his look.


He turn his gaze, he know he is in trouble, not only him but Jessie too.. he had to make her less involve in this, no matter what, he have to make the girl out from this chaos.. he determined to take all the mistakes and blame all by himself and try to figure out how to get Jessie escaped from this mess they were made.. he knew immediately from the Professor’s voice and gesture they would be in a Great Great trouble.

He steppin forward, try to cover Jessie’s petite body behind him

He look at the Professor steadily try as convincing as he could be

“I could explain this professor, and it would be a long explanation” paused a bit looking nervous but yet he still manage to look at the Professor and then he continue it, with lies of course..

“I was just having fun… with the Skrewt” lies.. no one in the world wants to have fun with a SKREWT!! he knew it was a terrible one, but he kept continue it, didn’t care if the Professor believe it or not, he kept try as convincing as possible “first, I poke him, it was mad and then I cast some spell but it turn out it was out of my control, the Skrewt just too great to handle, my mistakes, and her.. “ look at Jessie, with cold stare “ she just happen to be here, in the wrong moment, and in the wrong time, she was just trying to save me, I didn’t even know her.. and I’m the one who told her to use the blasting curse” paused a bit.. “ I mean, there’s no way a firstie could know a blasting curse right?” a slight glance to Jessie “so… I’m so sorry professor, it was all my mistakes, I really am sorry for this mess” he knew he was guilty, so he didn’t make any excuse from him to escape, he looked at the Professor, try to figure out what was the professor’s Facial expression means… he will take all the risk and the punishment of course..

Ava smiled at the Professor Ichihara. She might not be as cool as Professor Beatrice, but the young lioness still enjoyed her class. Thanks to the former professor because she made her grew interests in a complexity of transfiguration. "Yes, Professor. It's a very beautiful day to walk around the castle." The young lioness nodded. "Though my twin brother wouldn't agree about this." And she gave up dragging Teddy to be outside.

"So how do you enjoy Hogwarts so far, Professor?" She curiously asked. Was it nice? "How long have you been living in England, by the way?" She did remember that this Professor was from Japan, just like Jace.

Oh noooooo. She was REALLY crying now, and Paul felt just awful for the poor girl. She must have been holding it all in...well, Paul was here. And while he hated crying, he knew that sometimes, to be a good friend, coworker, or teacher, it was necessary to comfort crying people. Even if he did feel awkward and...somehow responsible.

He patted her back in a comforting way and quickly pulled out some tissues from his satchel, too. "Here you go...crying is bad for the eyes but good for the soul, m'dear." He smiled kindly and pulled his arm back so that she could have her space. "Having an off day, then? I'm sorry to have disturbed you." She was probably trying to get some space from everyone and HERE he was, blowing bubbles at her. Pfffft.

"Noooo no...you're looking at the man who cries about EVERYTHING." And he didn't...really hide it from students, heh. He cried in front of Dot in his office. "So no, you don't look like a fool, at least not to me." Nope.

...fix her mother? Paul's heart sank. Was her mother sick? Oh goodness--his mind was whirling---but then she clarified, and he nodded. "A terrible daughter?" He couldn't imagine why she must feel that way! She was a terrific student. "Why do you think that?" Poor distressed child. He waved the tissue in front of her face...

If looks could kill, then James’ was deadly enough to send the entire Hogwarts population to the afterlife.

His gaze was transfixed on the two of them, wondering which would be brave enough to speak first. And of course, the Gryffindor stepped to the plate. 'I wasn't thinking clearly' WELL THAT MUCH WAS EVIDENT. Clearly. She almost set the entire bridge on FIRE. Though, he didn’t believe that it was entirely her fault. The boy looked much too guilty. He did, however, appreciate how quickly she admitted to her wrong doing and this would only help their case. Well done.

But before he could acknowledge her apology, the boy finally jumped in with an eagerness that could not be matched. And James’ level of annoyance SKY ROCKETED. All the good the girl did quickly forgotten. And James was once again incredibly agitated.

Nice going, kid.

… And the sass WAS NOT appreciated by the way. Did it look like he cared whether it was a long explanation? NO. He gave the boy a firm look to indicate that he better continue. Though once the boy did, James instantly regretted it. ’Fun with the Skrewt’, James’ eyes NARROWED.

They were both playing the hero card. Of course. Of bloody course. He wasn’t going to get the truth out of them. Why did he even bother asking for an explanation in the first place? Kids were too predictable. Glancing at his watch, he waited for the kid to finish his confession. Any day now…. If he had wanted a novel he would've asked for one.

Finally, he turned his gaze to the little girl (Jessie), ”Glad to see you understand your mistakes. Maybe you ought to teach a thing or two to your friend.” The lies, they just made things worse for the Slytherin. And James was NOT amused. ”I'ill be taking 15 points away from Gryffindor house, which is a very light consequence considering the damage that could have been done had I not found the two of you in time.” She did understand, yes? Nothing personal, but A BLASTING CURSE ON A WOODEN BRIDGE?

And now, the boy (Raven).

Oh did James have things to say to you, kid.

But first, ”Let me rephrase that,” he took a revitalizing breath. ”You’re going to try that again. I want you to take a guess at what you did wrong,” Yes, the only time James Draper would ever hand out a second chance, use it wisely.

This wasn’t rocket science. ”This time, don’t bother with the lies. It’ll only hurt your case.” And he’d know. Did they think he was an idiot? Trying to convince the Professor that the boy was the one to cast the blasting curse? James is the one that STOPPED it. He saw whose wand it came from. He wasn’t blind.

Right…. Bad move Raven… a very bad move… he know!!!

Okay, lets start this again, with honesty this time.. since lie wont do any help..

Start with clearing his throat, somehow a sudden thrist came, and really hard to swallow..

“well.. I am sorry, I… uhmmm” a little uncertain came up to him “ I… I was lying Professor, I’m sorry.. but I didn’t tell all lies, I mean.. I did provoked the Skrewt, I did, it was me.. “ a slight glance to his shoes instead the Professor eyes.. and he continue “ at first, it was slammed into my legs, and I tried to get rid off it… with a spell of course..” paused startled a bit “ but.. but it didn’t work, I was only making it worse, I provoked the Skrewt and it was a chaos, it was out of control” he felt the urge of guilty flooding out “ and she was just trying to save me” in a low tone almost like a whisper…
noticing and realizing he was almost killed the two of them from his stupidity..

“ I’m so sorry Professor, would be much fair if… if.. I am the one who get the punishment, I mean…” another pause “ I am the one who started it, if it wasn’t because of me, she wouldn’t use the blasting curse” hopefully, the professor canceled taking away the Gryffindor’s points and punish him instead.. he felt really guilty to Jessie.. he stare down to his shoes now, didn’t have any courage more to look upon the Professor..

Was the professor....patting her back? Hmm....he really did seem somewhat like a grownup version of Adi in that sense. Bad for her eyes? Was it ever, she turned red and her eyes got all puffy.....she looked pathetic and sad. Which, she was upset....that is why she was crying but still. Good for her soul though, well she had never heard of it put that way before. She did tend to feel better after she let a few of those tears that she held back fall though. Stress and tension release. Although she rarely did cry, especially in front of anyone. An...off day? "I suppose that you could say that. Just....a bit overwhelmed." The typically stoic teen smiled weakly at him. "Oh, no its alright. The bubbles are pretty." She had just....been trying to burn things....

He cried a lot? Well, she thought no differently of him for it. Normal people did seem to cry despite her family's stance on it. "I was always taught, 'Ladies don't cry unless they are at a funeral.' " Her mother would immediately reprimand her and tell her that she looked foolish, so she had learned from a young age to internalize her feelings.

Why? Should she tell him? He could OWL her mother and they could try to ship her off to Beauxbatons. For some reason though, she didn't think that was likely. Something about the older man brought the walls of her emotion repelling shell down. She felt like....maybe....she could even ....possibly....trust him. Her lips curved into a soft, sad smile as she gently accepted the tissue with a quiet "Thank you." and dabbed her eyes. "I'm probably a terrible daughter because....I'm to have an arranged marriage. I've always known, it is normal practice in my family....but...I'm dating someone. My mother doesn't know and she doesn't like him or approve of him even being my friend. I care about him so much though. I'm horrible but I care about him more than my own mother and I won't give him up." It felt.....almost freeing to admit that, and somewhat frightening. She was going to end up getting herself disowned....."She doesn't know yet, but she wanted me to meet suitors this summer...." She waved the letters that she'd intended to burn. "....but I will be telling her my decision in person when I go back home."

Mel just felt her eyes widen in shock…”SHE TRIED TO EAT YOU?” Mel practically yelled in shock…”she her tent…it creeps me out” Mel admitted with a laugh. “I actually want to start a thing and well…spy on her? You know to see if she really is a Hag…maybe she’s the hag from Knockturn Alley” Mel shrugged and looked over to Haddie.

“have you heard of her? The tarot card reading hag that makes stew out of kids…its true I mean…gosh.” She shrugged, “I’m convinced that because she came here on the train with us that she’s that hag and that maybe she ate the real Divinations Professor” Mel meant it. “It can be I guess…I pretty much do the same thing.” Mel admitted with a grin.

“Oh…last year or no the year before last someone had picked on my babysitter Rorie she was really cool…” Mel grinned. “They were this kid from my primary school and well I basically caught fleas at my brother’s shop and gave her them” she admitted with a grin. “Actually I took her hat and put it on a flea-ridden dog then wore a flea collar for a week…no one saw it…but I gave her the fleas and then the entire class got fleas” Mel admitted with a grin.

“but…I mean I’m not allowed at the Melbourne Academy of magic…went there on a visit and I broke all of their loos by putting exploding firecracker wizbangs in all of them…it was loud and wet and hilarious” she grinned…”oh and im not allowed to go to the museum without an adult supervisor…silly people don’t like it when you to get into a sarcophagus” she laughed and grinned at her. “Your cool…oh come on he’s probably upset because of something else…like some people get all snippy because they have ‘important’ names.” She snorted and rolled her eyes at the whole idea. “Do you want me to give this guy fleas? I brought them in a jar.” She admitted and beamed. “I’m their queen…you could say.” She beamed. “you know we should explore it one day but when we can use stronger magic and fight off the spiders…like in fifth year” she nodded. “we could use the defense training room to get practice in too” Mel beamed….”or wait there’s a room of requirement maybe it could create an acromantula free forest for us?” She offered with a beaming grin.

Of course he knew. James was smart. That's why they made him a Professor. Kids had no common sense.

Finally what he was confessing to was useful information. Nothing that surprised the Professor either, honestly. Everything was as expected. Provoking the skrewt, send spells that aggravated it, chaos, etc. And then he went playing the hero card again and it took all his might not to roll his eyes. "Better," though he still used too many words for James' liking. At least all these words were the truth. It could've been worse.

Points were still being taken away though. Just because he finally said the truth didn't mean he was getting off easy. "In addition to the points already taken from Gryffindor, I'm taking 20 points from Slytherin," he paused. "For lying to a Professor, provoking a creature without reason, and for attempting to handle it yourself when a Professor should have been called on." All legitimate, did he have any problems with it yet? "Consider yourselves lucky," he addressed both of them now. "Your point loss could have been tripled, but I'm feeling generous." Eh, sort of. "I also want to see both of you after class for the rest of this week so that we can go over proper creature care."

Questions? Comments? Concerns?

What the hell had happened here?

Mason, frustrated by the noise in both the common-room and the dorm, had innocently enough decided to come up to the Bridge and have a reading time. Alone.

But apparently Hogwarts was filled with students who believed that they could take down a ferocious animal. But instead, they had done more bad than good. Something that Mason was well acquainted with.

Uggh, even in her dreams she could still she the floor pilled with the rotting food.

She shuddered and clambered onto the wooden bannister of the Bridge. Below her was the courtyard and she could see the grounds from where she sat.

Mason opened up the book and started reading.

Or well attempted to read, as her mind kept wandering to the day when she bought this book. Luckily Colt wasn't here to call her a nerd this time.

Colt was just strolling around as he usually would in the Hogwarts grounds, when he saw a familiar face. He chuckled and saw Mason was reading a book. Woah look at that nerd sitting there. He walked up behind her and crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows, "Well well well looks like detention made you a goody two shoes. Look at you reading a book." Come on he had to tease her a little bit. "Whatcha reading?" he asked and began to nudge her. "Dude I can't believe we got out of detention unscahted. I guess Murdoch didn't want to deal with our little butts anymore." He hadn't seen her since the detention come to think of it.

SPOILER!!: Colt

Colt was just strolling around as he usually would in the Hogwarts grounds, when he saw a familiar face. He chuckled and saw Mason was reading a book. Woah look at that nerd sitting there. He walked up behind her and crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows, "Well well well looks like detention made you a goody two shoes. Look at you reading a book." Come on he had to tease her a little bit. "Whatcha reading?" he asked and began to nudge her. "Dude I can't believe we got out of detention unscahted. I guess Murdoch didn't want to deal with our little butts anymore." He hadn't seen her since the detention come to think of it.

Mason groaned aloud and slammed the book shut. Speaking of the devil.

"And here I was thinking that I could have some time to myself," she said and turned so that she was facing him, "Goody-two-shoes?" she guffawed and scowled at Colt.

P-L-E-A-S-E

As if Mason would ever sink as low as a little Goodie-Goodie. "I'd take a years worth of detention before I become one of those things."

"Well I'm not reading anymore now, am I?" she told him and folded her arms, "And what I read is none of your business."

No way was she going to tell him that she was reading about a girl who falls in love with a vampire (of all things) and has a werewolf (like really?) for an admirer. Even if it was super inaccurate, cheesy and just plain boring, she still loved it.

"More like didn't want to deal with your giant ego," she said with a smile, before grimacing at the memory of her punishment.

"I didn't get off," she said and scrunched up her nose, "Why do you think I haven't been around? Murdoch had me clean a prisoner's cell filled with rotten food. Without magic. The food kept reappearing even if I scrubbed a million times."

She shuddered. Mason could still remember the smell. . .

SPOILER!!: Mason!

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Mason groaned aloud and slammed the book shut. Speaking of the devil.

"And here I was thinking that I could have some time to myself," she said and turned so that she was facing him, "Goody-two-shoes?" she guffawed and scowled at Colt.

P-L-E-A-S-E

As if Mason would ever sink as low as a little Goodie-Goodie. "I'd take a years worth of detention before I become one of those things."

"Well I'm not reading anymore now, am I?" she told him and folded her arms, "And what I read is none of your business."

No way was she going to tell him that she was reading about a girl who falls in love with a vampire (of all things) and has a werewolf (like really?) for an admirer. Even if it was super inaccurate, cheesy and just plain boring, she still loved it.

"More like didn't want to deal with your giant ego," she said with a smile, before grimacing at the memory of her punishment.

"I didn't get off," she said and scrunched up her nose, "Why do you think I haven't been around? Murdoch had me clean a prisoner's cell filled with rotten food. Without magic. The food kept reappearing even if I scrubbed a million times."

She shuddered. Mason could still remember the smell. . .

Colt laughed at Mason's reaction and loved it. "You know I was teasing right. Gosh woman can be so sensitive." He smirked and he liked getting her riled up. "Ohhhooo who put sassiness in your cheerios this morning. You are sounding a lot like my cousin Kaylee right now." She was the one who put him in his place and was sassy like this one right here. He began to look what was hidden underneath her hand and he saw the cover. He saw an apple with hands holding it. Errghhh he knew that book. He knew his older cousin Belle read it.

He put a hand over his heart in mockment, "Oh that hurt. Jeez not like I already know I have a big ego. Thank you captain obvious or queen sass. Yeah you are the queen of sass." He heard her talk about the detention and he shrugged. "Well that does sound lovely. Well here is a hint for you, maybe when you deal with authorities like her keep your mouth shut. Learn to think before you speak." That is what his father taught him day one. She probably knew it but he had to say it.

He began to look at the view, "Well good thing you can come out today, I mean this view is fantastic.." he said and started digging through his bag for his sketch pad.