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This is where most of the rping will take place

Leya finally made her way through the crowd to the entrance to the Gryffindor common room. "Snargluff," she told the Fat Lady, and she swung open. Looking around the common room, she found James sitting beside Damien, talking to him about something. She walked over to them.

James finally rolled his eyes. "Why does it seem like you aren't in the mood to talk? If your nose hurts, you should go see Madam Reallis. Oh, hey Leya!" he said to Leya as she walked up.
"You two should get up to bed. We have a big day tomorrow," she told them, then instantly felt like their mother.

"No, no... I'm fine..." Damien answered, drifting off. He seemed very distracted lately. "I think I'm going to go to bed," he sighed, hauling himself out of his chair. "'Night," he threw lazily over his shoulder, spinning on his heel and heading up to his dormitory.

((We need a time skip, Yuki-chan!))

Lace, Chris and Scilia walked into the common room, the latter dragging the other two down the stairs to the wonderful and slightly squashy seats with their books and schedules. Lace and Chris always thought that they had way too much to put up with without school on the first day back, but Scilia - who had gotten outstandings on every single of her twelve owls - was perky and excited to see what they would be studying today. She would be taking every single subject that she had taken the year before and would do so the next year, her NEWT year as well. Lace and Chris had scraped about 8 owls each, so they weren't that bad either, although they had dropped their sights to about 5 subjects each, both together. They also suspected that Scilia had been using Time Turners since their 3 year, but didn't yet have proof, she was that good.

(( For convenience's sake, and since no one apparently likes night time, Damien couldn't sleep and went down to the Quidditch pitch -w- ))

Damien climbed back through the portrait hole with a large yawn, his hair,T-shirt, and jeans dripping wet with his broom slung over his shoulder. The cold rain of the morning woke him up completely, though the flying against the harsh winds made his body exhausted.

"You should just see the field! It's so cool when it's raining, at least what I've seen so far. Like, the thing has sort of a charm or something that keeps rain off the sand, so it glows a bit," he reported, his smile back in place after the strange feeling of magic swept over to dry him off. "And thanks," he added, flashing Scilla his white teeth. He pulled his broom down from his shoulder and tossed it lightly across to his other hand, uncurling his fingers with a shudder. "It's kinda c- no, FREEZING out though," he said, sneezing lightly at the end with a shudder.