Silas came out from his room so he could take a good look around his common room again. The first thing he noticed was the indoor gardens, he would never have thought they could have one in here. He found that small area interesting and wondered who usually tend to the plants. Maybe he could ask about it later because right now, he just wants to sit by the huge warm fireplace and enjoy the coziness of this room. He walked across the room and sank into the sofa before closing his eyes. Yes, very nice indeed.

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Silas came out from his room so he could take a good look around his common room again. The first thing he noticed was the indoor gardens, he would never have thought they could have one in here. He found that small area interesting and wondered who usually tend to the plants. Maybe he could ask about it later because right now, he just wants to sit by the huge warm fireplace and enjoy the coziness of this room. He walked across the room and sank into the sofa before closing his eyes. Yes, very nice indeed.

Having slept in, late night mirror call keeping her up until it had started becoming light out, Paige had missed breakfast entirely and was only just now making her way down the stairs with her short mousy brown hair looking more than a bit distressed.

Yawning, the seventh year stretched her limbs and crumbled on to a nearby soft - too tired to realize that she had become a co-occupant of it with Silas.

At least she hadn't sat on him like she tended to do with Brian?

Silas blinked one eye open when he felt movement beside him. When he realised who it was, he couldn't help but be amused. He turned his head to the side, "Hello, good morning." Even though it was almost noon. "I didn't see you during breakfast today?" Silas smiled.

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Silas blinked one eye open when he felt movement beside him. When he realised who it was, he couldn't help but be amused. He turned his head to the side, "Hello, good morning." Even though it was almost noon. "I didn't see you during breakfast today?" Silas smiled.

Turning her head slightly, still rubbing the sleep from her eyes, his usage of good morning elicited a bashful laugh from the brunette. "Overslept," she mumbled. Obviously or else she would have been in the Great Hall like every other morning. "Don't suppose this morning happened to be the day they served waffles rather than pancakes, was it?"

Although a worthy sacrifice if it had been the case.

She overslept? He chuckled. "I see, it happens to everyone." Even he did that too sometimes, especially when he had Quidditch training on his own the night before or late night mirror calls with someone. Ehem. Let's not get into that private affair, shall we? "What kept you late at night?"he asked casually. Silas was not one to be nosy but he was indeed curious. She missed breakfast, his favourite part of the day. Food. He assumed Paige was probably up late studying, or gossiping with her dormmates. Silas made a feigned apologetic face at her, "Today they made both and they were so delicious....I ate them all." He patted his belly, grinning widely.

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She overslept? He chuckled. "I see, it happens to everyone." Even he did that too sometimes, especially when he had Quidditch training on his own the night before or late night mirror calls with someone. Ehem. Let's not get into that private affair, shall we? "What kept you late at night?"he asked casually. Silas was not one to be nosy but he was indeed curious. She missed breakfast, his favourite part of the day. Food. He assumed Paige was probably up late studying, or gossiping with her dormmates. Silas made a feigned apologetic face at her, "Today they made both and they were so delicious....I ate them all." He patted his belly, grinning widely.

Blushing slightly, Paige ran a hand through her hair and actually felt the mild frizzled texture that her pillow had cause. Oh Merlin... "I'm hardly an exception to that," she laughed. "Once missed an entire day of lessons because of it." But it had been worth it...so worth it, and the seventh year shyly smiled at the memory. "Reading and conversation," she replied, her hands trying their best to do something with the bout of bed head.

"Both?" she signed in a defeated manner, her stomach betraying her at that precise moment and speaking its protest to her tiredness.

He had some really important things to tell his best friend right now. Really important, so important that there was a chance that she just might punch him in the face because that was what he told her to do if he ever talked about this person or something like that. He didn't remember the full details. Brady looked around as he ran into the common room. He had to tell his best friend what had just happened. But was she here or was she in the girls' dormitory?

The third year knew that he wasn't allowed into the girls' dormitory but this was way too important. He would talk to someone else about this but that someone else was his best friend Kat. So if he needed to he would barge into the girls' dormotory. "KATERINA DELGADO!" the Scottish teenager yelled out. He put his hands on his hips and waited for her to show up.

Katerina had been in the kitchen all afternoon working on these cupcakes for the common room. She had just got back from take professor Myers his and Cornelius some too. Of course she couldn't forget him. Since her first term she had been trying to convince him to have a sleepover in the common room with all the extras. Nice Professor Myers was a hard man to convince on certain things and this was on of the things. She was going to butter him up with sweets all term until he caved. HAHAHAHA. Lucky for her housemates they were also getting treated.

Walking into the common rooom. "Cupcakes for eveyone!" She balanced a few plates into the room and sit them on tables around the room.

Sitting the last plate down, she jumped hearing her name and knocked a few of the cupcakes off of the plate. For the love of merlin. Who did it? "Mmmm... yes?" It was Brady she knew that accent all to well. She rolled her eyes but not where he could see that. Three or four perfectly good cupcakes on the floor now. RUDE

Resisting the urge to ask more torturous questions of Silas in regards to the spread provided for the double whammy of pancakes and waffles, her attention was drawn instead to the appearance of Brady and Kat.........


..................and cupcakes!

"I will definitely have one of those," Paige nodded a bit too eagerly as she clumsily reached for the nearest plate, hair still quite indicative of having only just woken up.

As Bradson was about to barge into the girls' dormitory until he finally saw Kat and a couple cupcakes fall to the floor. That wasn't good. That really wasn't good. She was going to be mad at him. The third year didn't want his best friend to be mad at him over cupcakes. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." He was a mess and he felt really bad for causing her to drop the cupcakes. "I'll eat the ones that fell on the floor." He told her. There was no sense in letting the cupcakes go to waste.

As he waited for his best friend to say something to him he saw another person he knew. "PAIGE!" Being loud once again and it wasn't a genetic trait at all. Phillip didn't have that trait and Celeste didn't have that trait either. Bradson looked near Paige and saw a new kid. "HEY NEW KID!!" The Scottish boy yelled and waved to him.

Miranda came into the commonroom just as a few perfectly wonderful cupcakes fell to the floor... ' Oh no... Kt had made them... and there was Brady looking like a buffoon. chances are the grounded cupcakes were his doing and his best friend wasn't going to be thanking him for helping her dipose of them improperly.... but just as she was about to think more on it . Miranda swiped one of the yummy looking cupcakes from the plate Ket was holding.
She took a bite and with a frosting covered lips said , thanks, Katerina... Oh my... so good! " smiling as she settled into her favourite chair....

Silas chuckled at what Paige said. "An entire day of lessons? Won't the professors notice your absence?" he asked. Most of his missed lessons were the result of him attending his Quidditch matches and training overseas. Sometimes he had to leave early on the Fridays so he could catch the portkey back to Italy. His head turned around when someone shouted "Cupcakes" at the top of her lungs. Did Katerina made cupcakes for everyone? How sweet of her! He shot his hand up in the air, "I want cupcakes!" Silas grinned. Then a boy came around and greeted him. Silas waved back, "Hello, uh..." What was his name again? Bra-something. Oh dear, Silas has never been good with names."Brady is it?" he asked, finally remembering the boy's name. Another girl (Miranda) came by as well, she was much younger than him. "Are they really?" he asked, eager to eat the cupcakes as well. He took one bite into it and couldn't help moaned. "Mhmm."

Blushing a bit more, Paige nodded her head a bit sheepishly at Silas' question. "Thankfully my clean record gave me a bit of a pass...and Professor Myers came to my aid as well," she squeaked softly. It had all been passed off as a little hiccup in her travel plans back from London from one of her weekend healing seminars, which was not entirely untrue but certainly not the whole truth.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand Brady was happening. Paige laughed and waved at the younger Hufflepuff. "Brady, Silas. Silas, Brady." Confirming the transfer's question and answering Brady's unspoken one.

Miranda received a warm smile from the seventh year as she began pealing away the cupcake's wrapping, the delicious smell tickling her nose with more and more potency with each new millimeter of cake. "What's the occasion?" she asked Kat upon taking her first bite.

OH MY GOSH SO YUMMY

*POP*

Pips was soon in the Hufflepuff Common room, but little did Pips know there were students everywhere. "Oh me oh my, Pips is sorry misses and masters, he didn't know you were all here. Pips wanted to leave a plate of cookies for all of you." He lifted the try to show off the freshly baked cookies.

HICCUP..... HICCUP


"No bothering the misses and misters, Pips will just leave them on the table and go."

The third year looked at the two cupcakes his in hand. They weren't going to hurt him, they weren't on the floor for that long. Bradson gobbled down one of the cupcakes and beamed at his best friend. He looked around once he heard someone else join them in the common room. Was that Miranda? That was Miranda! "MIRANDA!!!!!!!!!!" Brady yelled with half a cupcake in his mouth. Yeah he was loud but he loves his friends and he just loves people unless those people were Chris Jensen then he hated people.

Brady looked back over at the new students and nodded. "Yeah, I'm Brady." The one that always yells with excitement. That was him.Oh right, Silas was his name. That was an odd name for someone to have, yeah? Yeah. The third year Scottish boy gave Paige a nod. Just as he was about to say something to Paige he noticed Pips. "PIIIIIPS!" He missed the house elves most of all. Look how cuuuuuute they are! He wanted a house elf as a pet or was that illeagal? Brady walked over towards Pips and gave him a big bear hug. "I missed you little buddy." He beamed as he let go of the cute house elf.

Clapping happily when Paige took a cupcake. "Go for it, They are for all." She said the last part a bit louder so the others could hear. "Nothing special. Just because." She nodded to the older Hufflepuff. Or maybe she she was just having a pj day. Those were the best.

All she could do was watch as the cupcakes fell to the floor. She frowned at them. "No Brady, you don't have to eat them off of the floor." Giving him a huge hug again, because why not. She wouldn't let her best friend do that. That was gross. No maybe she could see if it was okay to feed them to some of the creatures in the barn, if not she could always throw them in the lake for the giant squid.

The third year could not keep from laughing. "Brady you just can't call someone new kid. That's Silas, he's my friend." Grinning toward Silas. "Here you go." Waving at Miranda. She was about to tell her to grab a cupcake but the younger girl got one before she had the chance to ask. Grinning, "Thanks. I hope everyone enjoys them."

HOUSE ELF. "Hello, Pips." The blonde smiled. "Pips would you like a cupcake. Can I trade you for a cookie?' Merlin Brady don't squeeze the little elf to death.

"Master Brady missed Pips?" Pips was shocked and delighted that a student would miss him. "Pips will make you an extra special dinner tonight. He will work really hard and make sure you get it."

Looking at the other students to see if they wanted any cookies Pips stared at the misses, "You want Pips to have a cupcake? Pips hasn't been given a cupcake from a student before." His quivering little hand reached out and took one.

"Oh misses and masters you make Pips so happy." He reached up and honked his nose.

"Are you sure? I can?" He would offer to help her bake some more but he wasn't as good as his grandmother at that. He knew that was true because she had had her own cupcake business for years and years and years. The third year hugged his best friend back again.

Bradson shook his head. "You don't have to do that for me Pips but if you want to you can hang out with us." He really wanted him to. "You really should hang out with us and have fun, it will be awesome." He wondered if house elves actually got to hang out with the students and just relax? "You can also have all the cupcakes that you want." Or as many as his best friend had made minus the ones he had made her drop on accident.

Philipe walked in the common room from his dormitory. He'd been avoiding classes, he'd been avoiding most things and people lately actually. He couldn't count the owls he had from his girlfriend and his father trying to reach out to him, but he didn't want to talk about it, he didn't want to be comforted... He just wanted to be left alone for once... or maybe not, or else he wouldn't be coming down to the common room where more than likely someone might see him upset and want to know what was wrong.

The fifth year sank onto one of the couches and pulled his knees against his chest and sighed. She was gone... He hadn't seen her since she'd thrown him on a train and now she was gone... It wasn't right, he couldn't believe a perfectly healthy woman could just be gone... It didn't make sense and sitting there thinking and trying to piece it together wasn't doing anything but making his confusion worse. His mother was gone. Dead... and he couldn't get a solid answer on why she was gone or what took her away.

It just didn't make sense.