The Yule Ball

"Owl post!" screeched Lavander, pointing a finger at the open window at the top the hall, which a flock of brown, golden, and white owls fluttered through in a rush to deliver their packages. Morgan quietly snuck away from the table as the rest of the students stared into the cluster of birds, trying to see if theirs was among them. Once out of the crowd, Morgan headed to the front table where the teachers were grouped, grumbling over morning coffee, tea, and their own mail."Professor Dumbledore?" Morgan asked, looking up at the headmaster. "Ah, Morgan. What is bothering you this fine morning?" inquired Albus Dumbledore, folding his fingers together over his breakfast. "I have a question about portal questing." said Morgan, facing the floor. Dumbledore's eyebrows furrowed. "You weren't doing portal questing, were you Morgan?" Morgan nodded, ashamed. Professor McGonagal tisked next to Dumbledore, shaking her head. The headmaster sighed, then sat back. "Ask away, Morgan." Morgan smiled, then began to explain her problem.

(Could someone send Morgan an owl post? like, in the great hall. Please?)

Sonia blushed deeply and smiled. "Okay, definately no more pouting." she says laughing softly.

"Well, we hope it isn't too bad. Sonia is already angry for having to stay here over night. SHe seems perfectly fine." Descartes says.

Max roamed the town searching for any trace of the Corruptor. so far, he had no luck. at some point in his little search, he accidentally dropped his wand and kneeled down to pick it up. "Well, who do we have here?" a familiar female voice said. Max looked up to see a lady, who was about his age, staring at him with an owl in her hand. Max recognized the woman as Ada Williams, who was another friend of his.
"Ada?" He asked in disbelief, getting out of his kneeling position.
"The one and only." Ada said. "And you must be Max. Am I right?"
"Yep." Max replied.
"My. Haven't you grown." She said looking at him from head to foot. "What have you been doing nowadays?"
"Oh, Just being an unspeakable. How 'bout you?"
"I've just been working part time at Honeydukes. That's pretty much it."
"Why do you have an owl with you?" Max asked, questioningly.
"Sending something to someone." she replied.
"Oh." Max muttered.
"So what are you doing in these parts, Maximus?" she asked.
"Please, don't call me that." Max said, annoyed. "And if you really want to know, I'm here on private business."
"Ah, yes. Maximus Joseph Grint, the secret agent. You know, with that hair, you could give yourself a codename like Magma or Lava, or something crazy like that." Ada joked.
"The codename's Max." Max replied. "Nothing else."
"Ah. got it." Ada said, smiling. she then tied a letter to the owl, and let it fly off. "So can I help you with your secret business? I know this area by heart."
"I guess." Max replied.
"Good!" She said, happily. "Let's go."

(MerMorgan, You can use the owl Ada sent as Morgan's owl post if you want. You don't have to though. I'm just offering.)

Elrohir smiled. "Good. You look much prettier when you don't."

"But you're still worried." Maik observed. She looked at her watch, wondering what on earth Elrohir could be talking about.

Sonia blushes deeply. "I'm not pretty. Slytherins aren't pretty." she said remembering her first year at hogwarts. She sighed. "I think that was the meanest thing a ravenclaw has ever said.

"So do you." Descartes says softly. "What's wrong?"

(Could I have it fom Sonia? Nothin' against u, RGLover, It's just I don't think Max and Caroline would b worried if Morgan suddenly dissappeared. 4 all u know, I could have dissapperated.)

"Well, Ravenclaws can't be right about everything." Elrohir insisted. "Slytherins are as capable of being pretty as anyone else."

Maik swirlled her coffee thoughtfully before answering. "That death eater I cought, I've been chasing him for two years, to make him pay for what he did. But now that I've caught him, I don't feel any better."

Descartes smiled. "Maybe its something else." he says softly.

SOnia blushed but smiles. "Yeah, you're right. Thanks."

"What do you mean?" Maik asked, finally looking up at him.

Elrohir smiled. He scuffed a boot on the floor, not knowing what to do next. "So..your borther seems...nice."

"He likes your sister." she says with a giggly smile.

Descartes shrugs. "I'm not sure."

Max had been roaming around Hogsmeade for the longest time, and there was still no sign of the corruptor. The worst part was that his stomach was growling and he had no money with him to buy food. I guess I should head back. Max thought to himself.
"Um, Ada." He said, looking over at her. "I think I'm gonna head back now."
"Oh right." Ada replied. "Bye."
"See ya'!" Max said before running off.

Caroline continued to roam around the place, staring at the parchment. What is this thing? And why was it in Max's pocket?
"Hey! Caroline!" came a familiar voice from behind her. It was Max!
"Oh, hey Max!" Caroline replied.
"Did you eat anything, yet?" Max asked.
"No." Caroline replied. "But I did find this." She lifted up the parchment, to show it to Max. "Is it yours?" Max's eyes widened. he then quickly grabbed the parchment out of her hand.
"You didn't read this, did you?" Max asked.
"'Course not!" Caroline replied.
"Good." Max said, sighing. "C'mon let's go. I'm hungry."

Elrohir laughed with relish "yeah. I don't think he could be any more obvious."
he thought over this for a moment, finding it extremely entertaining. "maybe if we were to accidently on purpose get them together."

"I need a vacation." Maik sighed. "A long one."

Sonia laughs softly. "That would be great." she says.

Descartes nods. "Then take one as soon as this big ordeal is over."

"But how to do it?" Elrohir mused "Maik hasn't been the friendliest of people as of late."

"Good idea." Maik agreed with a sigh. "Good idea.."

Descartes bit his lip. "You know, I know this place, it belongs to my dad, no one ever goes there. It has complete privacy."

Sonia shrugs. "Not sure."

Maik raised an eyebrow "Your dad's place? I don't know, I'd feel like I'm imposing."

Elrohir scratched his chin thoughtfully. It was a good idea in theory, but puting it into action was slightly more difficult.

"Not really. He has no need of it. He hasn't used it since I was born." Descartes says.

Sonia watched. "Got an idea?"

Elrohir frowned slightly. "No. Do you?"

"Well, if you're sure," Maik said tenatively "I guess that sounds like a good idea. Where is this place?"

"It's about twety miles behind our house." Descartes says. "Although no one can teleport there or away from there."

Sonia shook her head. "Not unless you think you can get her to take a vacation."

"Maik doesn't take vacations." Elrohir sighed and shook his head. "How would a vacation help?"

Maik nodded thoughtfully. "Allright. How long can I stay?"