We’re splitting up to cover more ground. Don’t get yourselves into trouble. If you find anything call for the rest of us.
I’m going this way. [Boyd growled before sprinting off towards the west]
[Isaac turned towards the North, venturing as far away from the castle as he could.]
Be careful guys. [She called after the boys before shrugging over at Derek.] I’ll take the south then. [She headed off quickly towards the lake]
Well, since you mention that, let’s start with the basics. [He gets up and goes around the Common Room until he finds what he was looking for and he sits down again. He puts a matchbow on the table] Let’s transform a match into a needle.
[She looks from the matches to Boyd and back again.] In what world is this ever going to be useful? [She picked one up though, turning it in her fingers.] I think I’d rather have a match than a needle.
Being determined requires certain stubborness. [He takes a seat]
Okay, where do you want to start? Is your problem Transfiguration in general or certain spells?
[She sticks out her tongue at him, clearing a spot on the couch for him to sit down in.]
Well, I’m actually terrible at everything to do with transfiguration. I’m actually not sure how I made it to my sixth year in it. Where do you suggest we start?
I would apologize, but you’re a bit rude and sneaking into the restricted section is against the rules.
I thought ghosts were supposed to be impartial beings anyways? Why do you care if I’m breaking the rules?
Don’t worry, I’m better on my broom then I am on my feet.
Good, it’d be embarrassing to watch you fall on your face during a match.
Sorry, it was my turn to send the owl. [He looks at the table] You came quite prepared. See? you are stubborn.
Well I want to get good at this as soon as possible. The sooner I do, the easier it’ll be to show Peter that he’s wrong. I wouldn’t say stubborn just…determined.
[She looks up at Boyd with a smile, the common room already taken over by her many books and stacks of parchment.]
It would be nice…
Well I guess I can make an exception this time for that puppy dog face. I just hope you don’t fall like that during the Hufflepuff versus Gryffindor game that’s coming up.
"What on Earth are you doing?”
Well I was trying to get into the restricted section but you just kind of ruined that with your shouting.
Tonight at the Common Room, right?
Very optimistic outlook on a bleeding mouth, definitely.
Yep. [She gets up from the table, snatching another biscuit from Boyd’s plate with a smirk.] I’ll meet you there tonight. I have arithmancy before core classes so I’ll see you later, okay?