Sent to Regina Darkface via a teeny-tiny scops owl:

Regina,

Bringing the twins to London for some coffee tomorrow. Their father's out of town for two weeks and you have no idea, absolutely no idea, how tired I am. Not to mention bored as all he--um, yes. I must mind my language, I have children now.

Meet me?

I feel if I don't engage in conversation that doesn't involve baby talk, I'll go completely mad. Bring the boy thing.

-C

*Cassie is walking out of her dorm, on her way to get a cup of hot chocolate when she feels water trickling down her legs. She stares down at her feet in horror and quickly whips out her wand and cleans it up, thankful that none of her housemates have noticed.

She makes a mad dash for the boys dorms.*

REGULUS.

~Cassie is standing outside Gideon's room, dressed in her pajamas and; it is late and she's hoping that Filch doesn't come along anytime soon. Her tummy is hurting something awful and although she's aware that she has no right to come see him after what she did, it'd be really great if she could see his face, to make her feel better.~

Tiny people? I have candy.

I have candy and I need hugs. Anyone care for an exchange?

*has stolen alcohol from the inexplicably large stash uderneath her roommate's bed and is now wandering the halls clad in green, with shamrocks and glitter in her hair, singing blues songs*

IT'S ST. PATRICK'S DAY!! WHERE ARE ALL THE DRUNK PEOPLE? WE SHOULD CEBERATE! WHOOO!

*follows Gid back to the castle, incredibly confused and wondering what he could possible be so worked up about*

Gideon? Hey, Gid, what's wrong?

SALLLYYYYYYYY.

Did you get the tongue-ring? Think I can convince Lionel to take me?

~Cassie is wandering around the halls aimlessly, looking for something to do or someone to talk to. Classes are done for the day and she needs interaction.~

*murmurs* I want cupcakes and cookies and chocolate and teddy bears and fairy dust and cotton candy. *makes a face*

*has sent an owl to Charles informing him of her news*

*hums softly to herself and does a little dance to avoid the bird poop on the floor*


[OOC: MIDGE, GET YOUR BUTT ONLINE NOW. Or I'ma make you do twenty push-ups! *lame*]

*has finally managed to convince Madam Pomfrey that she's fine and is now holed up in the library, watching bemusedly as flying gnomes (or are they dwarfs?) deliver valentines to random people*

The only good thing about this holiday is the chocolate. Everything else is just humiliating. *summons a few more books from the shelf and starts working* Merlin's wrinkly anatomy, this is ridiculous! I miss two days of classes and they assign this much homework? What are they trying to do, kill us? *groans*


[OOC: open post! I'm bored and in need of interaction.]

*walks out of the Owlery and down to the Great Hall*

CALLING ALL SIXTH YEAR SLYTHERINS, I NEED INFORMATION.

Did any of you manage to get the T-fig homework McGonagall set last week?

[OOC:arguments? It's the 28th here. SO HA. XD And nooow, off to sleep.]

[OOC: Midge, if you can get off your arse for awhile and RP with me, that would be great. If not, that's fine too. I just hope you can appreciate how I'm trying to fix things with you even though you were wrong.]

*is in the Library tapping out a tune on a table and smiling to herself as she tries to think of the answer to her homework*

Squiggly-dee-doo and squiggly-dee-ay. Rum-te-dum-te-dum.

Right, so, Magical Theories...

[OOC: Feel free to barge in. I'm bored.]

LIONEL! LIONEL, LIONEL, LIONEL!! Open the door it's meee~!

QUICK, I HAVE CAKE!

*sighs and sits down on a park bench, tired of walking*

That went well. *groans in frustration* <small>Buggeration, he gave her a ring! Wake up and face reality Cassie.</small>

[OOC: MY INTERNET IS BACK! XDDD I'm sorry if this post is inconsistent with the date! Cath/Kelly, if this isn't allowed I'll take it down. ]

*walks towards Avery Manor from the Burrow*

Merlin's beard I forgot how cold it got out here. You alright Gideon? *taps the gate with her wand and pushes it open* Welcome to Avery Manor; ooh watch your step, my father did something to that part of the entryway.