Gryffindor Table

[Ilyana Potter]

Every two hours? Have you seen her in class? She’s constantly running her fingers through it or looking at her reflection in any shiny object she can find. I bet she’s up at least every hour

After brushing her tongue against her teeth to check for food that might be stuck there, the gryffindor grinned. Merlin, what was wrong with her? Ilyana never cared what she looked like, even in front of the few guys she liked before. Her policy had always been that guys didn't like perfect girls, and should like a girl for her faults instead of her good qualities. Of course, Ilyana had some twisted views about relationships, so it was no wonder she'd never really had any boyfriends. But acting this way around Jay was so strange, and Ilyana wasn't enjoying the odd self-conscious feeling she was experiencing.

You know, I was thinking some muggle superglue in her hair

After shaking her head with that odd laugh Ilyana had (it sounded as if she was hyperventilating), she looked back up at Willow. "You've been spending too much time with me and Lynden. You're already turning into a mastermind. Come with me, and we can rule the universe!" Ilyana exclaimed, once more a bit too loud. She was quoting one of her favorite muggle cartoons, Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends. The gryffindor had watched it all the time a few years ago, so she was pretty sure that Willow would pick up on the joke. Of course, Ilyana had been wrong about things before.

[Willow Potter]

"You've been spending too much time with me and Lynden. You're already turning into a mastermind. Come with me, and we can rule the universe!"

Willow laughed in her best ‘mad scientist laugh’ that received a few people’s weird glances. The truth was, Willow really didn’t care. She wasn’t trying to impress anyone (except for Jay, and… that’s a given) so she felt free to act as crazy and loud as she wanted. After a few seconds of laughter she looked down at her food, realizing that it was almost all gone. “You know, I was taught by the best!” She had picked up on a few things that Ilyana and her brother did in the past. It was a good way to get back at people who taunt you.

Scanning the table like a hawk, she spotted a few pumpkin pasties over by Logan and reached over to get a few. “But maybe I can convince my mum to let me stay… but then again she know how much I miss spending good ‘ol family time with my lovely cousins,” Willow mentioned sarcastically before finishing off the first of her pumpkin pasties. It wasn’t like she hated her family. It was more like the family hated her. And that really wasn’t Willow’s fault. There was nothing she could do about the people she was born to.

[Logan Hallow]

“But maybe I can convince my mum to let me stay… but then again she know how much I miss spending good ‘ol family time with my lovely cousins,”

Logan laughed. "Well all of the Slytherin go home for Christmas because they cant stand to be around us a moment longer, so the Slytherin commonroom is empty! I'm goin' to try and see if I can get in there somehow. Their password cant be that hard to crack..." Logan said mischieviously. Christmas was a good time to cause havoc. "We could always put wart powerd between their sheets...in their pillows. What'd you think?" Logan asked as she drianed the rest of her pumpkin juice.

She felt like apple juice, but the only juice to be seen on the Gryffindor Table was pumpkin juice. She used to love it when she first came to Hogwarts and drank as much as she could manage. Now Logan drinks it in moderation. Even though it was september and school had been on for just a week the thought of the Christmas holidays was very exciting..

"Anyone thinking we should do something special for halloween aswell?" Logan asked as she watched the Dinner foods on the tables vanish and to be replaced by the desserts. Logan smiled this was her favourite part of the meal. She scooped up some ice cream with some Exploding Bubble Topping and watched it sprakle as it mixed together.

[Willow Potter]

"Well all of the Slytherin go home for Christmas because they cant stand to be around us a moment longer, so the Slytherin commonroom is empty! I'm goin' to try and see if I can get in there somehow. Their password cant be that hard to crack... We could always put wart powerd between their sheets...in their pillows. What'd you think?"

A grin crossed Willow's features as she thought about it for a moment. "You know, that's a pretty good idea Logan. But there's a problem with that brilliant plan. How are you going to get the password?" letting her question sink in for a few moments willow pored herself some pumpkin juice before moving on. Her brain just wouldn't shut up, apparently.

"You know, if you stand outside the Slytherin commonroom for long enough, I'm sure that you'll get it. The only problem being, of course, the fact that you'd more than likely get caught by some prefect." Willow felt like she was totally dissecting Logan's plan, but it seemed that she couldn't keep her mouth shut on things like these. And it wasn't her fault that the plans had holes in them.

thinking for a few more seconds, Willow came to one more conclusion. "And if you say sleeping with one of the Slytherins, let me be the first to say 'not me'." It was meant to be a joke, but in the back of Willow's head something whispered that there was no way a Slytherin would tough her anyway. A blush showed up on her cheek which she covered up by taking a big bite of a pumpkin pasty.

[Logan Hallow]

. "You know, that's a pretty good idea Logan. But there's a problem with that brilliant plan. How are you going to get the password?"

Now there was the problem for sure, but nothing is impossible. They could always go the destructive way and just hex their way through. The Slytherin commonroom was part of the dungeons so flying through a window was impossible as well. Logan was a good schemer but being able to accomplish them was always difficult.

"You know, if you stand outside the Slytherin commonroom for long enough, I'm sure that you'll get it. The only problem being, of course, the fact that you'd more than likely get caught by some prefect."

Logan was just about to open her mouth when Willow spoke again.

"And if you say sleeping with one of the Slytherins, let me be the first to say 'not me'."

"Well I dont think we need to go that far." Logan said with a smirk. "But getting friendly wont be too bad, especially if its like a third year or something. A nice little shy twirpy thing would do I think I could poke the password out of him" Logan smile as she poked her dessert with her spoon.

[Willow Potter]

"Well I dont think we need to go that far. But getting friendly wont be too bad, especially if its like a third year or something. A nice little shy twirpy thing would do I think I could poke the password out of him"

Willow snorted as she listened to Logan. "Shy and Slytherin? You're kidding me, right?" If there was one thing that Slytherin's were not, it was shy. Most of them were obnoxious slugs who's day brightened instantly at the thought of tormenting a muggleborn. The very thing that Willow was fighting. Even if it was for the good of the Gryffindor's and the fact that it would lead to a good prank in the process.But it would be interesting if Logan figured a way to break in. Willow defiantly wouldn't want to miss it.

"You know, it really can't be that hard to get in..." Willow's brain was whirling a thousand miles per minute. After all, everyone knew the story of how her ancestor managed to get in just his second year. And Willow considered herself as smart as he was. But she was drawling a blank. Shaking her head to remove the memory she continued with her supper. There was no way that she would let her brain ruin one of her only free time in a week.

"Then again, I'm probably heading home anyway."

[Ilyana Potter]

Shy and Slytherin? You're kidding me, right?

A snort escaped her lips as well, but not for the same reason as Willow. Did Logan seriously think that she could seduce some little thirteen year old kid? Yeah, Logan was pretty, but she still doubted something that sounded as idiotic as that would work. Of course, on the other end of the spectrum, she could suceed and have a creepy little third-year stalker who was like a foot shorter than her. That would have been funny.

You know, it really can't be that hard to get in...

Ilyana thought different. She'd tried at least twice every year to get into that place, but nothing had worked. Bribes, late night stake-outs, she'd done everything short of use veritaserum. Which, now that she thought about it, didn't sound like such a bad idea. That is, assuming they weren't caught and expelled. The gryffindor presented this idea to them. "What about veritaserum? I'm sure there's some around here somewhere," she suggested as calmly as possible. It might not have been the most brilliant plan, but Ilyana felt herself growing excited. Already, her mind began to formulate plans and schemes that would allow her to get her hands on some.

[Willow Potter]

What about veritaserum? I'm sure there's some around here somewhere.

“Ah. You amaze me Ilyana. Vertaserum would work perfectly. And I bet they have some hidden somewhere in the dungeons. I’m sure one of us could get some. But then we’d have to find a Slytherin to use it on…” A devilish smirk played on Willow’s features as she ran through the possible Slytherin’s they could use. There were a bunch of them that needed to be knocked down a level or two. But it had to be someone special. And stupid. Because Willow really didn’t want to get suspended from school over some stupid trick… even if it was a good one.

Maybe there was reason to beg her parents to let her stay after all. And if Ilyana stayed, then she would have something to throw at them. Willow took a thoughtful bite out of her food as she continued to ponder the possibilities. She knew that she shouldn’t spend time thinking about this and that she should really be working on the anti-pureblood movement, but when a problem was presented to her she couldn’t resist trying to find a good answer.

[Ilyana Potter]

Ah. You amaze me Ilyana. Vertaserum would work perfectly. And I bet they have some hidden somewhere in the dungeons. I’m sure one of us could get some. But then we’d have to find a Slytherin to use it on

Ilyana grinned-not at the compliment, but at all the slytherins she would absolutely love to use. There was one in particular, however, that by far outweighed the rest. "Joelle gets my vote," she stated plainly, remembering the incident they'd had in the library not so long ago. "Of course, that idiot Acklery wouldn't be so bad either. I'm sure that-that he'd be easy enough to trick. What with his dad paying for all his grades and everything."

The gryffindor had been about to mention that Cassi could help them, but caught herself at the last minute. Her best friend, Cassandra Thomas, was a Ravenclaw and a pureblood. While she seemed to be as blood neutral as Ilyana, she didn't really like discussing it with all the anti-bloods around. Knowing the gryffindors seated around her, the whole thing would be blown completely out of proportion.

"But if we do get in, that'd be monumental. We'd have to do way better than wart powder. Ya know, we could kill two birds with one stone here. Forget the veritaserum-just torture it out of the slytherin. Then we chop him-or her- up, and but a bloody finger or something in everyone's bed," she told them, wiggling her eyebrows at Willow.. "And if that doesn't end up happening, snake heads would work too."

[Willow Potter]

... What with his dad paying for all his grades and everything.

“Acklery. You know, I really hate that kid. I barley squeak by with an Acceptable in Transfiguration, and what does he get? An Outstanding! He has to buy his grades,” Willow finished moodily. It was a sore spot for her. The fact that she studied harder than all the Slytherin’s together and still didn’t beat them in any of her classes. Her gaze passed over the Slytherin table before she returned her gaze back to Ilyana. They didn’t deserve her time. Especially Acklery.

It didn’t help that Willow happened to be attracted to him. It wasn’t her fault! After all, it was said that he had Veela blood in him. And the bad boy thing just got her. There was no way that she would ever tell anyone about it, as it happened to be her one dirty little secret. But it didn’t matter anyway. There was no way that he would fall for a muggleborn Potter child. That was stuff for fairy tails. Plus, she had Jay to think about.

...And if that doesn't end up happening, snake heads would work too.

“Ilyana!” Willow laughed, a snort almost escaping before she caught herself. “If that’s not twisted, I don’t know what is! Why don’t you go all the way and leave toes too? And maybe a few ears, for kicks.”

[Ilyana Potter]

Acklery. You know, I really hate that kid. I barley squeak by with an Acceptable in Transfiguration, and what does he get? An Outstanding! He has to buy his grades.

"Okay, but only if we compromise. We can interrogate Acklery, but only if we put something live in Joelle's bed. Actually we could get rid of all the slytherin Potter's in one stroke. A poisonous spider or two and some enchanted axes oughta do the trick," she said, grinning to make sure that the gryffindors knew she was just kidding. Of course, maybe if they thought she really was a maniacal wacko, they would leave her alone.

Ilyana picked up her fork and ate another bite of poached pear, but didn't shove it into her mouth this time. She watched Jay self-consciously out of the corner of her eyeline. He'd been quiet for a while, but the gryffindor had been aware of him the whole time. Sure, she'd still said some stupid things, but she always did, and didn't want him to realize that anything was up.

Ilyana! If that’s not twisted, I don’t know what is! Why don’t you go all the way and leave toes too? And maybe a few ears, for kicks.

Nodding her head in agreement, Iylana swallowed her food before saying anything. "That's true. After all, we've got a lot of beds to fill and only ten fingers. See, I told you you've got a future in this stuff. Won't your mum be proud," she pointed out. Of course, Ilyana was joking about Swan-as far as the sixth year could tell, she wouldn't be approving of her pranks any time soon.