Simon stood on the fifth floor corridor, his face beaming as he looked at his watch, now for a bit of fun. Surely the Professor's won't mind a little concert that he had planned.

He stood there grinning as he suddenly started to sing.

"BORN TO BE WILD!!!!!!!" Simon sang as loud as he could. "BORN TO BE WILD!" Yeah lets see who would come running now, to hear his amazing singing.

He then decided to be a bit cheeky, pulling out his wand he decided the place could do with a little water.

"Aguamenti!" Simon watched as the water came out of his wand, now all he needed was people to come and they could have a wild party.

Gaston was nonchalantly walking down the corridor when he heard singing, very loud singing. HE chuckled a little to himself. Whoever it was, they had great taste in music! As he rounded a corner, he saw Mr. Klopp. So apparently he was the one singing...

"Bravo, Mr. Klopp," the professor said, applauding politely. He knew he should probably tell him to keep it down, but he didn't have the heart. After all, it was only singing! He wasn't hurting anyone...

Simon turned around expecting to see another student, but it was a Professor and what was confusing him was he wasn't getting told off but the professor was clapping,

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Simon stopped the water spell as he realised that the Professor was now starting to get a bit wet as when he turned around, he hadn't stopped the spell.

"I'M SINGING IN THE RAIN, JUST SINGING IN THE RAIN, WHAT A GLORIOUS FEELING, I'M HAPPY AGAIN!" Simon smiled, okay so it wasn't technically him that was wet but hopefully the Professor wouldn't be too cross after all it had been an accident.

Tenacius was going about his rounds when he thought he heard singing and clapping. Oh oh oh oh impromptu concert where you aaaaaaaa--

SLIP-- *SPLASH!*

Ok looks like he found it.

Camilla had just escorted several students to their next lesson when she heard what she thought was very loud singing...and clapping? Instantly curious by the noise she made her way quickly down the corridor in search of whomever was the source, her cat padding alongside her.

The singing was growing louder with each step the women took letting her know she was getting closer. Rounding the corner of one of the corridors that would take her into another one she was greeted not only by a young student singing loudly but water raining down upon her head!

"What in the world?!" she yelped standing there looking like a drenched rat having just gotten sprayed right in the face.

"MEOW!!!!" Bonsai dashed forward away from the water that was falling everywhere the poor cat slipping and sliding across the corridor fall in his haste to get away. Poor thing didn't get very far before he collided into someone's legs.

Simon was just about to sing something else when.

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Now what was going to happen, he hadn't meant to start a game of Prefect, Staff and Cat bowling, though it did seem to be a good game, the poor cat though had hit someone's leg and he felt a bit sorry for it, now though he needed to do something to distract the Professor.

"All together now, Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes!" Yeah he would start singing the nursery rhyme that he had been taught when he was younger to try and get out of trouble.

What the - ? Before Gaston could react, he was hit with a blast of water as Mr. Rockefeller turned around. He blinked confusedly for a moment, then burst out laughing. He didn't really mind getting wet, and it was all in fun, right? Goodness knows they needed a bit of levity in this castle right now! "Very funny, Mr. Klopp," he said, wiping water from his face.

The professor was conflicted. He did not want to spoil the fun at all, but he knew water spells in the corridors was a bad idea. Oh, if only he was a student instead of a professor! Then he'd join in a heartbeat... "Personally I think you have a really fun idea," he said, "but Headmistress Hawthorne would be angry at us both if I allowed a water fight in the corridors. Someone could get-"

At that very moment, Gaston saw Mr. Salander slip in a puddle and fall. He was instantly at the older boy's side. "Are you alright, Mr. Salander?" he asked, looking at the Gryffindor with concern as he offered him a hand. He shot Mr. Klopp a look that said, See? This is what I was talking about...

He drew his wand, but before he could cast a drying spell on the floor, he heard voices and meowing and... something crashed into his leg. He glanced down and immediately recognized Bonsai the Bengal cat. "Poor kitty," he whispered, giving the cat a little pet on the head. "Let's get you cleaned up..." He aimed a drying spell at the cat, but it was only when he'd finished that he noticed Cami standing nearby. The other professor was just as wet as him! "Here, allow me," he said, performing another drying spell on his colleague.

Gaston turned back to the little Gryffindor, who was now singing "Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes". "Mr. Klopp? MR. KLOPP!" He waited for the singing to stop before going on, "Now you see why using water spells in the corridors is dangerous, right? I don't think you meant any harm, so I'm not docking points this time..." He just didn't have the heart to punish the boy for having fun! "But for future reference, water fights belong outside." He suddenly remembered the floor was still wet and quickly cast a spell to dry it before anyone else could slip and fall. He was putting his wand away when a small jet of water shot out of its tip at Mr. Klopp. "Oops, so sorry, Mr. Klopp!" he said. "My wand must be acting up..." And there may or may not have been a playful twinkle in his eye as he looked away.

Getting sprayed in the face by water in the center of the corridor was not something Cami had on her days 'To Do' list. Yes, it was probably rather comical seeing her standing there wet, Gaston as well and poor Tenacius as well. Not to mention her cat.

"Oh dear...sorry about that Gaston.." she replied shaking her head while actually trying not to laugh. It was sad yes that her cat was startled but he was indeed fine and now dry due to the charm cast on him. Bonsai meowed once as if thanking the Charms professor before continuing on his way down the corridor. There wasn't anyway the feline would be sticking around to get himself all wet again.

"Thank you," she smiled softly once she was dry. Tucking a lock of hair behind her ear she focused her attention onto the younger boy who was singing once again. Really? Not even an apology from him. Camilla sighed softly. She could understand having fun and being a kid, causing a bit of trouble as well but he needed to remember that water in the corridors was dangerous. Seeing as how Gaston had it under control Cami agreed with what he was saying. She did also notice the 'accidental' spray of water aimed at Simon. A small grin played across her lips as she glanced at her colleague.

"Water fights are always more fun outdoors where there's more room...and more people," she smiled at Simon. Perhaps this was something they could organize when the weather was a tad warmer.

Planned out her life already? Yeah, right. Etta rolled her eyes at him as she walked down the staircase and shook her head. That wasn't possible. Who knew where life would take her? "I want to be an Auror." Etta finally said, side-eyeing him with a small smile on her face. "Who knows if that would actually happen though? Hmm? But.. I know I'll put in a lot of effort to make that dream a reality."

On finally reaching the fifth floor, she turned around to face him but continued walking backwards.. hoping she wouldn't trip and fall because that would be just her luck. "Do you know there's a music room around here? It's pretty cool." She said, winking at him. The girl turned back around, her fingertips brushing against the wall as she walked, heading towards the next staircase.

"An Auror?" he repeated in surprise. He was shocked but also slightly impressed. She didn't seem like the type to want to pursue big bad wizards but appearances were clearly deceiving. "Wow." Wow. "Well, good luck. Are you really good at dueling then?" Declan raised a brow. Now he was really curious.

Just what kind of girl was Etta after all? She was walking backwards and talking about a music room in a tone of voice Levi would use to mention the library. It usually meant he wanted to go there. Was Etta trying to tell him they should go to the music room? There was a wink added to her fact-speaking. Levi didn't do that so Declan was lost to the meaning of that one.

"I'm no good at music," Declan said as an add on. "But a music room sounds alright. Do you visit it often?" He asked stopping at the top of the staircase leading to the fourth floor.

Etta wasn't sure how take his tone of surprise. Was that so shocking? Too unexpected? The girl gave him a look and a small smile instead. Was she good at dueling? "I think I am pretty good, yeah. Wait.. why don't you come see me duel sometime?" She asked suddenly, wondering whether he would be interested.

"I play the piano, occasionally. I'm not that good at it, though." Etta replied, tilting her head a little to the side. "Do you play any musical instruments? A guitar, maybe?" Although, to be honest, she just couldn't see him even holding a guitar in his hand.. but asked anyway. Just to be polite. "I think lots of people visit the music room."

Declan just grinned. What was the look for? Wait. "Come see you?" he asked a little confused. Declan tilted his head and looked around as if he was looking for an answer. "I mean, yeah I can do that sometime if you'd like. Although I don't know what you'd enjoy about that. I could only give you the thumbs up from the sidelines or something." Declan raised his thumbs and gave her a thumbs up as a demo. "Two thumbs up."

Etta also played the piano. So she was multi-talented, or just like him, she simply had multiple interests and had a hard time settling for just one. "The piano sounds very pleasant if played by someone who is, well, good at it." Unlike him. "No, no guitar," he laughed in a mixture of amusement and embarrassment. He felt his face grow hot. "I tried the piano a few times, then the violin..." The memories were arriving like war flashbacks. Horribly screeching and grimaces clouded his vision. Declan shut his eyes and shook his head in disappointment. "I'm just not musically inclined I think or...is it gifted? Just not talented at playing music."

There.

Etta rolled her eyes at him once again, but the corners of her lips still lifting up in a smile. He made her feel quite exasperated often.. which was new. "I would be happy to know that you were out there cheering for me. It'll make me feel good." She narrowed her eyes slightly and eyed him, wondering if he actually understood what she meant. "If you're too busy to come, that's fine too."

Etta looked very amused at just the thought of him playing the piano. Yeah, no. He definitely didn't seem like a musical-instrument kind of a guy. He just seemed more... erm.. serious? Also, was he BLUSHING? Etta couldn't help the sudden fit of giggles that escaped from her mouth. "Your face is a little red, Declan. How cute. I didn't know you could blush." She started to walk down the staircase, turning to look up at him curiously. "What are you good at? What's your talent?"

Who Puts an Owlery close to the Gryffindors!?

Who?! Was it that Godric Guy, thought he was into Lions not Owls. They should just call him Owldric Owlfindor. Yeah.

Anyways. The trek up from the Kitchen to the Owlery was met with a Break. Right here, right now. the Frail and Vulnerable Hufflepuff took to the side of the corridor and leaned against the wall before gliding down and letting him rear rest against the stone floor.

He reached into his handbag and dug his arm in deep...deeper...deepest. His arm had gone almost all the way into the bag as he felt around the inside trying to find where his inhaler had tussled around inside it.

He really should just make a special pocket for that thing at the front. Less hassle. Beside even doing this felt like he was exasperating his lungs.

Good thing he just skips his Duels...maybe he shouldn't say thought outloud or near Mr.Rockefeller who signed the permission slip for him at the start of the year to participate in the Club. That would be torture

Where in Merlin's Beard was it!! He didn't forget it did he...THAT WOULD BE HORRIBLE!

Leon ran down a few staircases his grey eyes were constantly on the ceiling and whatever cracks he could see..

So far he didn't see it, and he quickly checked the music room to make sure Az wasn't there, the last thing he wanted was his sister roaming the halls with a monster on the loose!

Thankfully she wasn't there, and neither was Juno.. the two people he cared about the most were hopefully safe..

Another quick look around and the seventh year bounded off down another set of stairs..

The corridors were a perfectly normal place for any student to find themselves in, especially when said student had a penchant for wandering at the best of times. Abey was ANTSY actually and, being an explorer at heart, these days he tended to use every available non-curfewed moment to go on his little wanders about the school. Ever since Ru and Juni had showed him that super special actually extra magic room which changed depending on what you wanted, Abey had realised there were probably actually a mILLION school secrets that he didn't know about. And wouldn't it be cool to find something that nobody at ALL had seen before?

Before long, his feet had brought him through the fifth floor corridor - though by that point he had been up and down so many flights of stairs that he only actually realised he was on the fifth floor (and not the sixth, thankfully actually) by a particularly busted up old suit of armour he had dubbed Sir Knight of Botros. Abey skipped down the corridor, intending to take a secret passageway he had been shown that started not too far from here, when WHO should he see, but SIMON!

Adventures were always put on hold in favour of friends actually, and so Abey stopped in his tracks and nearly fell right over because MOMENTUM and wandered over to where Simon was sat, digging through his bag... sort of desperately, actually. Maybe Abey could help. He squatted down to rest on his haunches in front of his Hufflepuff friend. "You lost something, Si?" Nicknames were cool.

Simon come on Simon feel around for it more. Maybe it's under a book or two. His arm's full length in the handbag knocking things around.

The Stress of the situation was just to unbearable for him. He let off a small frown as he was now certain his inhaler was probably sitting on the counter next to his bed, where Derf's DIRT would most likely fall onto it and get it all dirty.

The Young Hufflepuff looked up when he heard hurried footsteps come fast down the hallway. He adjusted his glasses back over the brim of his nose and noticed an older Ravenclaw run right past him. Merlin he wished he had those lungs.

about to now pull his arm out of his hand bag and just try to take deep relaxing breathes on his own he paused when once again he heard quickened footsteps come from the direction the Ravenclaw had went towards.
Perhaps he could try to ask what the Eagle was flying from, or going to? He was cautious, but curious still.

But it wasn't the Ravenclaw, no. In fact it was the always excited about something Abraham Botros, or Abey, or well the Gryffindor had given him a Nickname, 'Si' so Maybe Si could give him one too. "Ab" Simon attempted there and then as a nickname for his fellow first year.

"um, well I..." As he was finally removing his hand from the bag to tell Abey that he had lost his inhaler his hand pushed past a a small bottle in the handbag. OH! Simons face light up with a Big Smile. "No, everything is okay now. I found it." There was a hint of excitement in the young boy's tone. "Well not what I need really but it will help." Okay, well a hint of excitement, and gasping speech.

He pulled out the bottle and screwed off the lid. tipping it over one of his sleeves and letting drops of liquid wet the cuffs of it.

He lifted his wrist to his nose and took in some deep wiffs of the scent before slouching against the wall with a nice big sigh of relief, and another and one for good measure just to make sure his breathing would settle and he was getting oxygen in his lungs.

...."Hi Ab"

Ab.

Ab.

AAAAAAAAAB.

SO. ABEY WAS FEELING A LOT OF THINGS RIGHT NOW.

Not with his hands, with his emotions actually, because AB was what everyone used to call his grandfather. Or, well, people not related to him, like Mister Sherman Minister Man, and now HE was getting called it too. Which........ made sense, because same name and all. BUT STILL. FEEEEEEEELING THIIIIIIIINGS.

Mainly good things, though, which was why he grinned brightly at Simon, and waited to hear what was going on in that bag of his. Which... never really got explained, but Abey watched Simon quite curiously as he proceeded to... smell something. Really, he wasn't very surprised, because this was just who Simon WAS. Abey recalled the night of the sorting, and his GREAT BIG DRAMATIC ANXIETY, and how Simon had given him some sort of lavender smelling thing to help him feel calmer. It... hadn't helped, but then that had been a very EXTREME sort of day, actually.

"Hi Si!" he replied, and was about to remark on how funny it was that that rhymed, and then ask what Simon had been doing, when a new sound reached his ears.

...

......

.........

He looked at Simon, quite still and silent for a moment, with the mention of dangerous creatures ringing in his ears. Thoughts of Ru and Junebug shot to the forefront of his mind. "Did... you hear that too?" Stupid question. Of course he had, but... maybe it was worth checking?

... How close were they to the portal again? Abey glanced nervously towards the ceiling.

Did he say something he should not have? Simon looked up at Abey with a quizzical expression slapped on his face. Was it because he called him Ab? Was that a big No-No?! ALL HE WANTED WAS TO BE COOL LIKE YOU ABEY!
Nicknaming friends and the such.

OH NO WAIT AB WAS SMILING!

YES!

YESYESYEYSYESYESYES! Simon did well in the nicknaming department!

Rather than putting the bottle back into his handbag Simon stuffed it into his front jeans pocket.

What should he talk about, should he ask Abey if he wanted to hang out somewhere? Maybe see if he wanted to tag along to the Owlery?

The Badger's mouth opened only slightly when he too heard The Booming voice of their Headmistress come out of no where. The opened mouth to speak words to his friend just gaped wider open in utter shock of the situation. "I did." Simon responded still sitting on the floor, not wanting to exert himself anymore than he already has, but will be forced to none-the-less.
He looked down the Hall that Abey come from. "Did you pass an Older Ravenclaw on your way up here?" Maybe they can catch up to him and use him as a shield to stay safe from the Monster.

Kay had quickly agreed with Rose that they would team up and go in search of that hideous thing that had escaped from the Portal. Regina's voice had echoed through the castle and confirmed this was exactly what they were to do. "Did you see how fast it was, Rose?'' she asked, her wand held out before her at the ready. "That was what the kids had obviously had heard while they were in there.'' And to think Carlton Lewis had wanted to find it... thank Merlin that hadn't happened.

Kay rounded the corridor, her eyes darting around and even above her. Who knew if the monster was stealthy It was best to be cautious. "Students.'' She nodded in their direction. "Mr Botros, Mr Rockefeller. I would suggest that you both head back to your respective common rooms this instant. You certainly must have heard the Headmistress's words a few minutes ago.'' Her tone was light but had a trace of firmness. She didn't want to frighten the kids but wanted them to take her words seriously and urgently.

It was a relief for Rosalyn to hear Regina's announcement shortly after she had delivered her message for the students to head back to their common rooms. This would surely help to keep the students safer, which was their main priority along with dealing with the monster. "I admit that I didn't get a great look at it since I came right before it vanished, but it looked very scary... and pretty fast." She shuddered. "I know! To think that it had almost killed the students!"

Rose took a few deep breaths to calm down, knowing that Kay would understand her loosing her cool for a moment. "Let's just hope that we catch it before..." she trailed off, not able to complete the sentence. That was when they bumped into Abey and Simon. Nod at what Kay said to them. Rosalyn wanted to give them comfort, but right now they needed to get back to their common rooms.

Simon wasn't moving with much urgency yet, which curiously meant that Abey was not so quick to jump to his dramatics actually. Being only twelve years old, he was not yet at all self-aware as to a lot of his actions, and he was especially oblivious as to WHY he did a lot of the things he did. Or why he didn't do a lot of the things that he didn't. BUT THE POINT WAS ACTUALLY, that he was not yet running down the corridors screaming that the end was nigh, even though - he thought to himself - it probably was.

"Uhh... maybe?" Abey replied, looking in the same direction and quickly catching on to his friend's train of thought without really even needing to ask. He turned his attention back to Simon again. "Don't worry, I'll come with you all of downstairs actually and if the creature arrives I'll PUNCH IT IN TH-"

Wait. Abey quickly broke off when he heard approaching footsteps, because WHAT IF IT WAS THE CREATURE?! Or, perhaps worse, what if it was Rula or Juni or Olivia-With-The-Beautiful-Soul-Phillips, about to hear Abey talk about punching things in the face. Because that would be bad even if the reality of the situation was that if Abey saw a scary creature, he'd probably run screaming in the opposite direction rather than try to take it on in combat.

But actually it was actually two professors actually. Two professors that Abey hadn't had a WHOLE lot of interactions with because he had accidentally-on-purpose skipped a lot of their classes for reasons. Luckily for him, though, this didn't seem like the appropriate time to get called up on it. What luck!

When he noticed them, Abey immediately shot back up to his feet, and also held out a hand for Si to get up too, because Simon - he knew - was not exactly quick and agile. But it sounded ALMOST like they were being reprimanded for not moving yet, and Abey - with his first year priorities - was quick to defend them both.

"We only just heard, Professors! We were just about to go when you showed up actually!" Which was actually the complete and actual truth actually, though Abey still intended to make sure Simon got all the way back to his own common room, on account of Simon being so bad at breathing. Then he might have an opportunity to find his cousins, but best not to say either of those intentions out loud.

And actually, actually he was actually really quite scared right now, and his heart was going BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM in his chest, and he felt so anxious he wanted to throw up, but it was the kind of scared and anxious that made him KEEP RUNNING ON ADRENALINE and look after his friends and family and not actually completely freak out. Apparently, dealing with monsters was a lot less scary than dealing with going to difficult classes.

"Punch it where?" Simon wasn't even sure what the Monster looked like, did Abey? Did it have parts you could punch? "What if it was made of smoke or something." Oh.....Professors! This caused simon to stumble up to his feet. and then patted at his pants to remove any dust or dirt that accumulated on his rear.

and while the Professors urged them back to their respective Common Rooms. Simon stood and looked back between the three here with him and then looked down both ends of the Hallway. Sort of similar to how he figured out which paths the staircases took so he could figure out which set moved where and which would leave him with the least road traveled to get him where he needed.

Once he figured it out he looked toward the Professor who most recently arrived. The Not Potions Professor Newton. She was History of Magic yes. Not a Subject he was too good with but that Mr. Rockefeller had hired a tutor for before he began attending Hogwarts. "I'm not going all the way back down there. Not without Abey, or with one of you, or my inhaler." He tried to sound as respectful with his tone of voice, even if what was saying sounded pretty rude, but a Monsters on the loose. He's no inhaler, and they want him to go...with urgency...ALL the way back down to his Common Room. He would do better to go with Abey to the Gryffindor one. "Can we wait it out in the Ancient Runes classroom? Perhaps Professor Sokolov is there."

In all fairness, and with no disrespect toward their classes they taught. Simon would feel safest with a Professor with a, well a cooler subject wielding their wands to protect him.

Remind him to never tell Mr.Rockefeller he thought Muggle Studies was lame. Simon did kind of enjoy it.
oh Shoot! He might never be able to send this letter to Mr.Rockefeller now! Not with the Monster out and...okay the sense of danger was catching up. Let them please just to the nearest classroom.

“I didn’t get a look at its face but just looking at it from the behind…’’ Kay really understood why Rose shuddered. She stayed close to the other professor, not just because they were best friends but because she was being protective as well. “Thank goodness they escaped the first time. I agree. Who knows where it could have gone by now.’’ Because she didn’t want to even think about the monster getting a hold of one of the kids…

Well, it certainly was true that Regina had only just made the announcement. “You two really out to be faster, you know. Quickly to your feet, Mr Rockefellow.’’ Kay didn’t mean to sound condescending but with that monster on the loose, she was taking no chances. “Do you have your inhaler with you? Or do we need to Summon it from somewhere?’’ She looked to Rose at the question. “Viktor’s office is close by. It would be quite safe for them to go there.’’ Blue eyes gazed upon the students again. “You may do so but please go quickly. Absolutely no lagging about for any reason.’’ Did they get that?"Mr Botros, stay close to him.''