The Yule Ball

"yes" Morgan replys, full of giggles at the two arm wrestling about a shirt. Laughing, Morgan indicated 2 Maik and Elrohir. "I thought i was strange. these 2 top the charts!"

Sonia sent a small spark to elrohirs bottom to shock him. "Well, I do too. I've only heard what fudge would allow the prophet to release."

Maik laughed so hard she fell of the couch. "Shock him again!"
Elrohir glared at her and rubbed his butt. "Not funny." He looked over at Sonia "What do you mean?"

Sonia whispered something to Descartes that mdde him blush a deep crimson. "Shut it, or I'll tell."

"ooh! tell what?" Maik asked, still on the floor.

Sonia tackled Descartes. "You can't!" she shrieked. Descartes smirked as his sister blushed. "So you shut up about . . .and i won't tell."

"Dirty secrets" yells Morgan, tickling Sonia. Sonia makes a face at Morgan while she laughs and Morgan rehearses a proverb "Secrets, secrets, r not fun, unless u share w/ evey1!"

"yeah, what do u mean about the prophet, and fudge? Personally, "im a fudge-hater, but now I'm genuinely curious." said Morgan

*pop* another witch entered the room. "chao, I'm Jackie from Slytherin. Don't worry tho. Im not like most wizards in that House. Im quite good. Did i mention I talk a lot????"

Morgan let her mouth hang open in confusion. and she thought she had made a weird entrance!

"The Sorting Hat was angry at me, and it said that I didn't deserve to be in Gryfinndor, so it put me in Slytherin for punishment. I like being in Slytherin because Draco Malfoy is in slytherin and he is another story that I can not tell. Did I mention I talk a lot." continued Jackie.

Elrohir looked blankly around him. This was getting weird. Maik finally got up off the floor and sat next to Elrohir again. "Gum?" She pulled a pack from her pocket and offered him some.
"You're from Slytherin." Maik said to Jackie. "I don't like Slytherin. Or the Malfoys."
"maik! be nice!" Elrohir hissed. She really needed to stop hating Slytherins so much. just because most deatheaters came from there.....

Courtney cleared her thraot. "You are in the home of a slytherin, well two to be precise, and who may I ask are you?" she asked the stranger (jackie.)

Sonia looked at Descartes. She was uncomfortable that there was a stanger in the house. "Esxcuse me." Descartes quipped. "And my language, but why the hell are you in this house, Ms... Obviously Ms. Higgs didn't invite you." It wasn't a brushoff, he was just curious and like sonia hated strangers.

Maik clamped her mouth shut. After all, she couldn't argue with that. As for Jackie and Morgan...well....she couldn't explain that. She quickly made a snow ball and threw it at Descartes. "Good point. Why ARE you two here?"

The snowball splattered as it hit Descartes's face point blank. He shivered as the cold powder slid down his face and throat and into his shirt making him yelp and jump up. He shook his shirt trying to get rid of the unwanted visitor of coldness that made him shiver.

Sonia laughed uncontrollably as she watched her brother.

Maik fell off the couch once again in uncontrollable laughter. Elrohir just rolled his eyes. Maybe Maik hadn't planned to make Descartes take off his shirt, but she wasn't going to tell him to put it back on either.
"you need a hobby." Elrohir told her.

Elrohir turned to look at the two. He pouted playfully. "Now my shirt is soaked." he said before whispering a qickdry spell.

Eventually Maik stopped laughing and got back on the couch for the second time. "At least it's still in one piece." Elrohir said, looking pointedly at Maik.
"Whine whine whine." maik grumbled

Elrohir arched an eyebrow. "There are spells for everything. I am sure you know one to make your shirt whole again." he said before yelping as a small fireball hit him in the back of the leg. She spun to face Sonia who was innocently looking into the fireplace.

Now Elrohir broke down and laughed. Now why hadn't HE thought of fixing his shirt? oh well. He leaned over and whispered somthing in Maik's ear. Maik grinned and two seconds later another snowball was flying at Descartes.