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Old 10-27-2009, 11:26 PM

At the covered stone walkway that led into the Hogwarts Central Courtyard were gathered three Hogwarts students; two Gryffindors and a Ravenclaw.

"...Oh my gosh." The Ravenclaw girl was laughing, obviously at the tall Gryffindor boy with flaming red hair. "No way. Fred, that was YOU?!"

"Of course it was. You know he doesn't have any restraint and never follows the rules if he can help it." This came from the Gryffindor girl, who looked to be around the same age as the Ravenclaw. A disapproving frown was on her face that was framed by bushy brown hair. "Who else would it have been?"

"Could've been George," the Ravenclaw pointed out flippantly, pushing a strand of her black\aqua\magenta\orange streaked hair behind her ear. Leaning back on the sill of a window of the walkway, upon which she was perched, she scrutinized the Gryffindor boy mock-accusingly. "Unless, of course, you ARE George here to pin blame on Fred for something that you did."

"ME?" Fred returned her mocking expression, feigning hurt. "Even if I WAS George-disguised-as-Fred, Anemone, how would you be able to tell if you were being deceived?"

Anemone shrugged, unabashed. "I wouldn't," she replied with a grin. "I can never tell you two boys apart until you give something away; and you both know each other too well to do that if you WERE trying to impersonate the other."

"They never operate on their own, besides," the bushy-haired Gryffindor girl added. "Always plunging into trouble together without thinking." She shook her head, but it was in a resigned way, as if she had grown used to this fact long ago and realized there was no moving a mountain in this case.

Fred also shook his head, the flashing Weasley-Twin-Grin never leaving his face. "Now, now, Hermione," he chided the Gryffindor girl. "We both love mischief, it is true, but never say that we don't think things through before we do them."

"Yeah!" Piped up another voice that was eerily similar to Fred's. "We may be trouble, but we're not stupid."

"Hi, George, you're finally here," Fred greeted his twin as he approached the group.

"It took you long enough," Hermione added. "Where have you been, we've been waiting!"

"They would have long since been deceased from boredom if I, with my philanthropic nature, had not chanced by and stopped to talk with them." Anemone of the colorfully-streaked hair placed a hand to her collarbone and nodded, a virtuous expression on her face... Then completely ruined the effect by grinning at Hermione.

"Hey, what's your hurry, anyway?" George asked the Gryffindor girl. "I'm here now, so let's go."

"Honestly, Hermione, your questions are delaying us from our mission," Fred added as he and his twin turned and began to walk away.

Hermione frowned before hurrying after them. "See you later, Anemone," she called back over her shoulder to the Ravenclaw girl still sitting on the sill of a walkway window.

"See you!" Called the two twins.

"You have fun with Ron and Harry!" Anemone called back cheerily before standing and straightening her navy skirt. "Now... Oh, right, I was headed to the library," she murmured to herself as she began to walk down the walkway in the opposite direction of her friends. "Paper on the known history of merpeople dating from the first sighting in--"

She slowed down as she glanced out the window and noticed, amongst the various groups of Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang students gathered about, a single girl all by her lonesome, reading under a tree. By her uniform, Anemone instantly knew her to be from Beauxbatons.

"Poor thing must be shy," the Ravenclaw girl muttered to herself. "Well, we'll just have to remedy that."

And so Anemone Wakanda strolled across the courtyard to plop herself down to sit next to the reading Beauxbatons girl.

"Wotcher!" She greeted the foreign--she had to be, though she didn't really look it--student brightly. "The name's Anemone, I'm a fourth year here. Ravenclaw, though I guess you'd already gotten that part." With a wry grin, she fingered her navy-and-bronze tie, which she was quite fond of.

"What's your name? Oh, are you studying?" Anemone tried to read the book's title, but could not understand a word of it, as it was, predictably, in French. "I was on my way to the library to do some studying myself, but I figured I ought to get to know more of the visiting students, first."

Last edited by Goblin Maiden; 11-14-2009 at 01:35 AM..