Merlin's Beard. She wasn't just mad, she was angry at him. But honestly, it had all been a mistake. He flinched when the door of the fridge disassembled itself but instead of running away (because where could he run in a treehouse?) he just stood there. Looking at Dora and her raised wand she had just used. Yup. Women were crazy.

"I can't help it okay?" he said, getting angrier himself by the second. "i throw the things that i have in my hands when i'm startled, it's like a defensive reflex. I'm jumpy okay? And i know it's wrong but be glad it was JUST your hair getting wet" Seriously!

Still with the 'take out your wand' thing wasn't she? You know what? No, he was not going to take out his wand and duel her (because he totally thought that that was what she meant) for something this stupid. He crossed his arms over each other but his right hand did go in to the sleeve of his robe and grabbed hold of his wand in his wrist holster. Just in case.

“Awesome! I’ll be there,” she beamed. Meet in the entrance hall, hey? Sounded good to her. She knew where that was.. She thought. She had like a ninety percent chance of knowing where it was. She was starting to figure out how to exactly navigate around Hogwarts. She could have a nice warm up going down the stairs or she could just simply slide down the bannister. OOh. Now that would be fun. Olivia watched as Oliver chuckled. He looked very amused. What a coincidence that he should be called Superboy when he was younger. “Now that’s too funny. Perhaps I’m psychic,” she said, raising her eyebrows at him. She wished she could be psychic and be able to read minds. Unfortunately, Olivia didn't have this ability. Ah well. Perhaps one day she could learn. “My nickname has always been Ollie. It was Liv for a while but Ollie just sounds more fun.” In her opinion.

She laughed, grabbing a pillow on the couch and hugging it closer to her chest. Merlin. Even the pillow were comfy on here. “What? No joining in?” she teased with a wide smirk playing her lips. She wondered if he would join in. She couldn’t be too sure but she figured that she’d tease him anyway. Maybe he would? Glancing down at the pillow briefly, she smiled. “Hopefully no broken bones will be received from this endeavour.” Healer Reed had generously offered to heal her bones which at first she thought it was wonderful of him, but she soon realized that was his job.

Oh no! She hoped that he wasn’t getting upset over this. “No, no, no. I think you’re a okay. I wasn’t sure about when I should start thinking about it. Healer Reed’s a Ravenclaw and that house always seems to be on top of everything.” Ravenclaws generally all had their ducks lined up in a row and ready for the next step in their life whilst Olivia was back on square one still figuring out how to balance everything. Perhaps it was a difference in style? To his question, Olivia beamed. “I like the idea of it. I love helping people but I need to learn more about the field before committing to it.” She had to do more research. She’d have to ask her brother about this or perhaps she would just bug Healer Reed endlessly for more information. However, she didn’t want the Healer to get fed up with all her questions. He didn’t seem like the type of person who would as he seemed to encourage questions. But anyway… Charms. She smiled, listening to Oliver speak about charms and his passion for them. “Then that sounds great! Do what you feel will make you happy! That’s what all the adults have told me.” Even though Oliver was almost an adult himself, Olivia still would consider him a kid - just like her. Well for now.

At the mention of his best friend, Olivia raised her right eyebrow. Best friend and past tense? Was he or she dead? She hoped not. Perhaps he or she had graduated. “Did they graduate Hogwarts last year? What are they like?” She paused for a moment thinking that perhaps she was being a little too nosey with her questions.

He... he... oh Merlin.

The Gryffindor was seeing RED the more he spoke. And every time he mentioned JUST HER HAIR BEING WET, it made her madder. She took a step closer, just inching as it was. Her wand was lowered bow, too.

She opened her mouth to speak... but she was so mad no sound came out. And that's when it happened...

She had done some training in combat and she had never realized just how much of it she had kept locked away in her brain. Until now.

Nearly gliding across the floor she was in his face in a matter of moments, arm pulled back, fist then flying through thE air... straight at his face. Her hand then connected with his nose before she realized what she was doing.

Crunch.

Crunch!

Mason hadn't even had time to draw his wand to protect himself. It was mostly because he had anticipated a magical attack not a physical punch against his nose and the moment her fist made contact with his nose he felt rather than heard the unmistakeable sound of a crack.

A stream of bad words fell out of his mouth as he held hold of his broken nose and soon his hand was bloody and his eyes were teary. Whoever said that a punch in the face didn't hurt were LYING.

Oh she was NOT getting away with this! Stupid Gryffindors. Why'd they all have a temper huh? With a flick of his wand, Mason pointed it at Dora and muttered the Slug-vomiting spell , hoping it would hit her.

OWWW!

Though her wand was lowered, it was still in her hand and she still had the forethought not to dwell much on what had just happened. Flicking her wand upward she quickly cast a shield spell, blocking the slug vomiting spell quite easily.

Mason may have been a sixth year, but Dora had a leg up in the duelling area seeing as she was tutored by the former DADA professor. Ha! With her sheild still in place, she quickly retreated a few steps before sending a jelly fingers jinx and colloshoo in rapid fire.

"COme on, we can talk about this... I didn't mean to punch you. It just happened." But just to be safe, her shield was popped right back into place.

Nose still bloody and possibly broken, Mason ignored all of that and instead focused on the slug vomiting spell he had casted towards the gryffindor. But when she put a shield charm up, he had to watch his spell bound off and hit the treehouse wall.

Next moment, he saw her waving her wand right back at him but coming from Durmstrang, he was better at attacks than defensive spells. Sure he had trained after the visit he had made with the DADA professor last term but that had been last year! He was still lousy at shield charms so even though he had managed to conjure one, a jinx of hers till hit him.

He dropped his wand as his fingers felt like they were made of jelly but the second spell hadn't hit him for he had moved out of the way and had ran towards a chair that he hid behind. "That's NOT the same and you know that!" he shouted, his nose had stopped bleeding now but it still hurt. Very much.

AS soon as Mason dropped his wand Dora muttered the spell and summoned it right to herself. She would totally give it back once cooler heads prevailed... well her head was already cool, considering that he had doused her with a beverage from the fridge... which was still missing its door.

Sigh.

She was sure if they didn't settle this, they would get in trouble. So, she took a step closer to the chair, shield down for now... seeing as she had his wand. "I'm serious. It was a temper reaction. I'm awful sorry. Hey, if it's broken I can totally fix it! I'm sorry, Mason."

Would he come on out now?

She even took her wand and promptly dried her hair and cleared the makeup from her face. All better! Come on, Ravenclaw, she didn't want detention. "We can totally talk about it. I have calmed down now."

The Professor's advice was good and Trixie really did appreciate it, but the way her mother had been acting lately she didn't think that the woman would give her the time of day. But it was worth a try she supposed. "Yeah I guess I can do that. We used to go to the theatre all the time, maybe we start doing that again." She did miss going to the theatre.

With the idea planted in her mind, Trixie started to feel better. Even her toe had stopped throbbing so much. "Thanks Professor, I really do appreciate the advice you've given me."

Now she felt a little bad that she had chewed off the woman's ears with all her problems. "You looking forward to the new term, Professor?"

Oh NOW she wanted to talk? Punch first talk later?!

He was seated with his knees on the chair, looking over the back at her as she summoned his wand. He felt a pang of guilt of having dropped his wand and he certainly did not appreciate her holding it.

He watched her from behind the chair as she dried her hair with a simple spell but he did not walk towards her so she could gave his wand back. "You think i'm stupid?" he asked. "No, wait don't answer that. But i am not letting you fix my nose" no way, he'd rather see the Healer. "First give me my wand back and THEN we'll talk" he said and held out his hand, fingers still made of jelly.

.........................what??

Cameron was quite startled when all of a sudden somebody spoke to him. Somebody who had managed to sneak up on him. And was apparently a VERY nosy person. "My sister." He answered automatically, neatly folding the piece of parchment to make sure she couldn't read any MORE of his personal letters. Not that he had written anything else on it yet aside from 'Holly'.

But it was a symbolic gesture.

What was her name again? Julia? He definitely remembered she was a Botros though.

Olivia's excitement was very contagious, but Ollie couldn't help but wonder if the younger girl would actually be there. Maybe she had bad memory or maybe she wouldn't wake up? Just to be safe, he wouldn't get his hopes up too high. Surely, even if she didn't make it tomorrow, Olivia would meet him for a run one day. He remembered how hard it was for him to get into running, so he couldn't blame anyone who wasn't too too keen on doing it. But now she was talking about being psychic and all thoughts of running were out the window. "Maybe you are! Can you tell me my future?? Does anyone figure out what my kryptonite is??" Oliver didn't even know what his own kryptonite was -- maybe it was his family? Ollie's eyes went wide and he beamed when Olivia told him her nickname was Ollie. "Now if that's not cool, I don't know what is! I only know one other Olly but he actually spells it differently." Plus, he might have graduated already. Oliver could never keep up. "Our friendship must have been fate!" Because what else could explain two Ollies running into each other?

Joining in? HA. "I'm sorry if this is disappointing, but I generally don't break any rules." It just wasn't in his blood to do so. Kali had gotten him to do it a few times, but in the long run, the relationship with her was a waste, so he had just gone back to being good, shy Ollie. "Oooh, yeah, please don't do that. At least not during your first year. Your parents might be upset about that." Of course, every parent was different. He had heard of parents who didn't care what happened to their children, and he really hoped Olivia's parents were the opposite of that, even if it meant she'd get in trouble for breaking something because she broke the rules.

"Well, I do suggest knowing what you want to do before your last year of school." He knew he had started late, but there was nothing to do about it now. He just had to figure it out and move on his merry, graduated way. "Oh and don't let the ravenclaw stereotype fool you, there are plenty out there who are brilliant but still quite lazy and wait till the last minute to do what they need to do." Maybe those Ravenclaws were part Gryffindor too?

Hearing Olivia talk about how she enjoyed helping others made Ollie smile some more. It was a nice feature for a person/friend to have. Not that he didn't enjoy helping others, but he knew he could never be a healer. Too much work and too much like Timila. "I think that's a great idea. There are other fields you can help people in too. Who knows, maybe you'll be an auror." And with that, Oliver wiggled his eyebrows at her. He didn't actually know anyone who wanted to be an auror, but it always sounded cool. "Yeah, I'm just not sure if teaching will make me happy...so I guess we'll see?" He wasn't trying to be negative, he just really wasn't sure about anything regarding his future, but then again, was anyone sure about those things?

The raise of the eyebrow almost made Ollie laugh. He realized how the past tense might sound, but he didn't know how else to word it. Cordy was around and now she wasn't. "Yeeaah, sorry about that. She graduated year before last. I spent a lot of time with her this summer though." Looots and lots of 'quality' time. "She's, um...she's amazing." Oliver felt weird talking about Cordy because he hadn't in so long, but Olivia wanted to know, and he had no reason not to tell her. "She is beyond gorgeous, she's actually a model." A model looking for modeling gigs, but a model nonetheless. "And she's hilarious and really intelligent and kind aaaand...she's Cordy." Had that description gone on a little too long? Oops.

"Oh." Well, that wasn't so interesting, but it was sort of amusing that he was going to let her prevent him from continuing his letter. "You missing her, then? Your sister, I mean. I miss my younger brother and sister a lot when I'm here at school." She also wondered how many of the things she'd left at home had already been used by Alanna who, no doubt, was taking advantage of her absence. "How old is she?" Yes, she had a lot of questions. Nosy indeed.

Dora opened her mouth to answer... but heard his other comment, so she closed it and gave him a LOOK! Yes, she thought he was a bit dense. Probably the exception to the rule about Ravenclaws...

But she respected him enough to keep it to herself and merely shrugged as she tucked his wand into her robes. "We talk first." Period. Unless he wanted to fight some more. Then that was fine, too.

Sorry to disappoint.

Not really.

She was very nosy, did she know? Cameron wasn't quite sure what to make of it but was still glad she hadn't seen him write an actual letter. Or more than his sister's name. "I am." He replied slowly, tilting his head a little to give her a curious look. Why was she so interested in this anyway? Also he still couldn't QUITE remember her first name. She was Hassan Botros' cousin though.

THAT he definitely remembered.

"She's turning 7 in two weeks." Which he wouldn't be there for. His lip twitched a little but he shrugged it off. He'd just....eat some cake for her here or something. Send her a present. Mirror. Maybe he COULD actually write her a full letter too. Hmm. He'd have to try harder maybe.

"Do you write to them?" Her brother and sister that is.

Kimi smiled and said "Well i have had a few muggle friends but once i started hogwarts i lost touch with them and to be honest i always thought that it was fair that we couldn't tell muggles about who we are because that would just cause the ministry headaches" Kimi knew that where he lived in Finland was far away from any big muggle cities and was always hidden from view just in case any muggles strayed close to his village

Seven. Junia remembered being seven. Gosh, things were so much easier back then. "Is she as into Quidditch as you are?" Maybe Holly was a fan of her cousin as well.

"Mostly I draw them pictures." It was hard to put what she wanted to say into words sometimes but pictures, she'd never had trouble expressing her mood in a picture. "Sometimes we mirror call, too. That makes me miss them even more, though." Seeing them but not being able to give them hugs or play with Alanna's hair or read with Aaron. Pictures were the best option.

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The Professor's advice was good and Trixie really did appreciate it, but the way her mother had been acting lately she didn't think that the woman would give her the time of day. But it was worth a try she supposed. "Yeah I guess I can do that. We used to go to the theatre all the time, maybe we start doing that again." She did miss going to the theatre.

With the idea planted in her mind, Trixie started to feel better. Even her toe had stopped throbbing so much. "Thanks Professor, I really do appreciate the advice you've given me."

Now she felt a little bad that she had chewed off the woman's ears with all her problems. "You looking forward to the new term, Professor?"

Even though Rosalyn didn't think that she was necessarily the best person to give advice since she didn't have children of her own, she felt that her students WERE her children; she really and truly hoped that her suggestion helped Trixie out. It was hard to imagine a mother not giving their child the attention that they needed, and she was sad to hear about it. "I really hope so." Maybe now they could change the subject to happier things. It was okay since she had given her bit of advice. "I like the theatre too. What are some of your favourite productions?" There were so many to choose from!

Oh! There was no need to thank her. Rosalyn smiled. "Not at all Trixie. You can come to me at any time." It wasn't her JOB to help students outside of class, but something that she liked doing. For their sake. "Feeling better now?" As in mood-wise as well as her foot. Fortunately it didn't seem that River was needed after all. As far as the new term... "Yes, I am. Just not sure about those poltergeists. They make my nervous. What about you? Term going good so far?"

At his question, she laughed. Oliver had a great sense of humor and a fun, playful nature. She liked people with both of those qualities (also he was kind too!! A plus for sure!). “Perhaps I can. If we had cups of tea, perhaps I could read your fortune,” she teased with a wide grin. “As for your kryptonite, unfortunately, I cannot say. Telling you your future exactly would probably break some time-traveling law.” Hehe. If only she had a time turner at this moment, now THAT would be awesome. At the mention of Olly Olliver, Olivia’s eyes widened. YES. SHE KNEW HIM. “Oh I know him! I think I do. I met him in Diagon Alley when I ran into him.” She omitted the part about the falling on the concrete and scraping her knee. “Blonde. Friendly. Slytherin?” If that was the Olly, then she knew him! At the mention of their friendship being fate, her cheeks reddened slightly. “Perhaps so. If this is fate, then I like fate.” He was so right! There friendship was just meant to be!

WHAT? Generally doesn’t break the rules? She could have fallen over at his statement. He had been so PERFECT and was still PERFECT- he was Superman after all. At the mention of her parents, she nodded and frowned slightly. Her father would be upset. “My brother would be most upset. He never broke the rules. He was also a Slytherin” Simon had been a perfect student. Ambitious, intelligent, and law-abiding. She paused for a moment, wondering if she should tell him the truth about her trouble-bending ways. “Truth be told, I don’t plan on breaking rules. I don’t want to lose points for our house in the House Cup.”

Gryffindor was gonna win! YEAH!

She chuckled at his comment on the Ravenclaws not all following the stereotype. Well… that certainly relieved her knowing full well that not all Ravenclaws abided by that prestigious stereotype. “An auror? What’s that?” She was a muggleborn and didn’t know much about wizarding careers since her brother had gone straight into Wizarding academia. Oliver sounded realistic in his expectations. She smiled. “I think you’ll be fantastic.”

Amazing? Was Ollie in looooooooooove? Hehe. “Sounds like you like her a lot.” And by like her a lot, she meant like, like, like, like, LIIIIIIIIIIIKE. “She sounds awesome and really beautiful.” Probably way more beautiful than she. Maybe Cordy was part Veela or something?

Cameron pulled his knees against his chest and leaned back against the wall behind him, relaxing somewhat. "No. Not that much." He shook his head slowly and gave a shrug. "She likes watching sometimes though." It wasn't like she HATED it. That wouldn't be allowed anyway. Plus, she was only seven. Unlike himself.

HE was old enough to know what he liked and what he didn't like.

Like one thing he did NOT like was writing letters. Or drawing for that matter. "So you're good at drawing?" He asked, giving her a curious look. Maybe she could draw something for him some time. To send to his sister. Maybe for her birthday. That could work. Only if Miss Botros was good enough though. He'd have to make sure it was GOOD first.

Her next words earned her a slow nod. Yeah. That. The mirror calls DID make him sad usually. Afterwards at least. Looking down at his hands, Cameron tried not to think TOO much about his sister's birthday again. It would be the first one he was going to miss.

Sigh.

A featured character? Zoryn shrugged, "I'll take it!" 'Cause you had to start somewhere. Maybe her big break wouldn't be a rocket-centric play, but it'd help her get her feet on the ground. Bet Justine Janvier wasn't always a star. She probably played a rocket at some point too. Mhm. So Zoryn was still THRILLED by the compliment. "You could be in the play too," she nodded. "Maybeeeeeeeee you could be the moon or something!" Because it only made sense that a play about a rocket would feature the moon.

"THANKS! I was born with it," she nodded. Well... It was true. Sort of. She hadn't ever existed without being called Zoryn! "I like your name too." She almost went on to explain that she knew a bunch of boy Charlie's and that she didn't know lots of girl Charlie's... Buuuuut maybe that wasn't the best thing to say to a stranger, so Zoryn stopped herself.

"Ooooh," she liked what this girl was saying. Maybe Zoryn WOULD let her come up here lots. But only 'cause she was really good at compliments. And Zoryn appreciated that. "Being a SUPERHERO would be AWESOME!" She declared, throwing her fist in the air and striking a power-pose! "You should be a professional complimenter." Because that was definitely a real job.

Not that much? Junia didn't know what that meant, mostly because she worked in extremes. She either LOVED things or HATED them, and there was never really an in-between with her, even if she pretended otherwise. Proooobably why she was so dramatic all the time, actually. Huh.

"I'm really great at drawing." The brunette nodded, proud. "It started off as an interest in coloring because I was real little, you know? But then I started drawing things myself and then coloring them in. I guess I liked that much better because I stuck with it." The rest was history, as they say.

"You know, it's pretty normal to miss home." So he didn't need to feel weird about it or anything. "I think everyone feels that way at some point."

She was GREAT at drawing even.

Wow.

Cameron grinned at her. "Can you show me?" Some of her drawings that is. So he could evaluate them himself. Not that he knew a great deal about art or anything really. But if she was really that GREAT at drawing she could maybe draw something for him to give to his sister. Mhm. She'd love that. And maybe then he'd even remember the Botros girl's name. He was pretty sure it was Julia but somehow it sounded wrong in his head still.

.......oh. She'd noticed. Biting his lip he shrugged. "Yeah?" He still didn't like that other people NOTICED.

When Dora opened her mouth, no doubt to tell him that he was stupid, Mason gave her a look as well as if to say, 'don't you dare' but when she didn't and only gave him a look back, he resisted the temptation to roll his eyes.

And then she was pocketing HIS wand inside of her robes and Mason pointed at her. "What do you think you're doing?" in other words. Give that back! He now did roll his eyes. "What's there to talk about? You startled me , i threw the beverage, i apologised, you throw a tantrum about your hair being wet , which by the way is ridiculous but you're a Gryffindor so i guess its part of who you are much like how its part of me that i startle easily." he sighed. "then you pointed your wand at me, you ordered me to do the same , i refused, you punched, i hexed you, failed badly enough, you did the same back and now here we are" he held his hand out again " now give me my wand back so i can go see the Healer cause im not going to let you fix my nose"

the end

Oliver grinned at everything Olivia was saying but he raised his eyebrows when she mentioned breaking a time traveling type of law. For one, he didn't think it existed (she was clearly joking). "But aren't tea readings kind of like reading the future?? So wouldn't that break the 'law' too?" Y'know, assuming this law actually exists and whatnot. "Plus, we're friends now, right? So you'd have to tell me if someone found out about my kryptonite so you could save my life!" That's just how friendship works! They needed to have each other's backs. "Yeeaah, that's sounds about right." Honestly, Ollie couldn't quite remember what he looked like because they had never spoken to each other...oops. "Is he nice?" Maybe Olivia could be friends with an Olly and and Ollie. That would be cool! And then Oliver smiled when she said she liked this if it was fate. He really did like Olivia, she was great. "I like fate too!" He didn't want to bring up the fact that they'd only be friends at the school until the end of the year...and then he'd be gone and she'd still be at the school, but he couldn't help thinking about it. It was all he really thought about lately.

Olivia seemed to look pretty surprised when he said he didn't break rules but she didn't comment on it, so Oliver just figured it wasn't too big of a deal. Superman couldn't break rules, he was the good guy. And now she was talking about a brother who was a slytherin? Oops. "Who's your brother??" It was highly unlikely that Oliver had ever actually met the guy, but if he was a slytherin, it was possible he had seen her brother in passing or something... "Oh yeah? Are you sure? I wouldn't mind if you lose points for you house." He couldn't help but smirk at that. If Slytherin could win the house cup again, that would be an amazing end to his last year.

Oh. He hadn't meant to assume she would know about aurors. He actually had made that mistake with a few muggle borns before. "Sorry about that, I didn't mean to assume. An auror is like magical law enforcement. Like a police officer but WAY cooler." Not that he had anything against muggle law enforcement, but magic made everything cooler, of course. Awww she really thought he'd be great? Even though she'd only just met him? "Thank you, that means a lot." First impressions were everything after all...

OLIVER IS TOTALLY IN LOVE AND JUST DOESN'T KNOW IT LOL "Of course I like her a lot. She's my best friend." Ollie beamed and blushed a tiny bit. He cared about her so much, how could he not? This was CORDELIA. She was the most important right after his family...or maybe even as important as his family, honestly. "You should meet her next summer or something! You two are really summer. Just as pretty too." Maybe Olivia and Esme could hang out with him and Cordy this summer! All three of them were very pretty, nice, funny girls. They could all be besties! He'd love that more than anything.

Junia considered Cameron for a long moment before nodding her head. "Yeah, I could do that." It wasn't like she'd drawn any of the boys she fancied or anything, so there was nothing too private in her sketch book. Mostly drawings of creatures and her family and sometimes places around the castle, if they caught her eye. "We could do that when we get back to the common room."

Being older and wiser meant sometimes you had to look out for the younger kids and Junebug liked this one well enough. She supposed comforting him would only bring about good things for her, and so she nodded seriously. "Yeah. It'll pass, you just have to keep busy." Keeping busy helped a whole bunch.