White blooms ((Any 5th-7th year))

[dana]

Dana was dressed casually. She had spent a lot of time cooped inside this year. First all the troulbe with Kris, but he had pulled himself through of everything by himself. Or mostly by himself and acted as if he ruled the castle once again. There were those who didn’t like it, but Dana was glad to see her almost brother up ad bothering others again. And then she had her school-work to catch up. Luckily her grades hadn’t suffered the least while she wasn’t paying her coplete attention to her studies. Kris came before studies.
So Dana had decided to take today to herself. Just wander around and enjoy the late autumn. Even her clothes were casual. A pair of white sneakers, tight light-blue jeans that hugged her, a white button-up blouse and a matching jeans-jacket thrwn over her shoulders.

Her feet moved lightly as Dana half-jogged down the stairs and looked around. She didn’t want to go to the lake today. Everyone usually crowded around the lake. Dana wasn’t tempted by the Forbidden Forest – she valued her life more than some cheap thrill she’d get from there. But there were a lot more to the Grounds than the lake. So making her way around the castle Dana started to walk slowly in the opposite direction of the Hogwarts lake. She didn’t suppose she would run into very many people here. In fact she wasn’t even looking that much for the crowd of students today.

Leeting her mind travel to where it wanted Dana sauntered over the grounds almost carelessly not paying much attention to her surroundings. At least not until an unexpected site caught her eyes. What were flowers doing here in the middle of October? Sure, they were mere white blossoms, but it was still unexpected. A smile crossing her features Dana walked closer and bent to smell one of the flowers. Yup, these were most certainly been tampered with by magic to make them bloom again. Or make them still be blooming. Wondering who would have botehred to do this Dana smelled one of the flowers after picking. Feeling a bit of disappointed after not feeling any smell, Dana brushed the thought of idly. The blooms were pretty ehre this way right now, a not-fitting smell would just ruin the charm.

Wandering arond between the flowers Dana picked off a few from what seemed like a countless supply and with theft fingers started gathering the blooms together and braiding them into a garland, picking up new blossoms when as she walked. Finally settling down to kneel next to a bigger bush of flowers Dana started working on finishing the garland. Tying the two ends together with a piece of thread she found from her pocket Dana placed the made-shift crown on her head with a small grin. The blossoms contrasted nicely with her dark hair and matched with the white blouse. It was a lucky find to discover the flowers here. Pickingone more bloom Dana raised it to her nose with a small smile still displayed on her features. She wasn’t exactly an esthete but she appreciated beauty. And this scenery here was certainly looking glorious.

[sammy]

((I hope it's okay if Catherine joins. If not, then just tell me and I'll delete the post. ))

Catherine's hands ran over her hair idly, not really feeling the silky ends as she did so. Her jeans were freezing from the cold common room and when they rubbed against her legs, she shivered. They would warm up soon, of course, but Cathy refused to enjoy the sensation of winter coldness. She loved winter just like any part of the year, but the fact that it would kill off all these wonderful plants and trees and that animals would be scarce - hurt her. Cathy pulled on a light maroon sweater just to keep herself warm and snickered softly as she looked at herself in the mirror. He hair - much like silken blond threads - tumbled down her back gracefully. The maroon sweater didn't exactly look wonderful with her pale complexion and the dark blue jeans seemed a little too tight. Giselle would simply faint if she saw me in this, Cathy thought with satisfaction. She moved out of the common room quietly, not bothering to answer the inquisitive glances her way.

The soft wind rustled her hair, making it almost untidy. Cathy pulled a stray strand behind her ear, only to have it back in her face once more. As she padded softly toward the lake, voices came through the air, slicing away the peaceful silence. Cathy scowled darkly at the cluster of people. All they did was talk anyway - so why come out to the Grounds? She paused, hoping to tell them off but instead turned around on her heel and walked off in the other direction. A few people saw her do this but almost instantly their attention was attached into the conversation once more. Cathy skipped merrily, going in a direction rarely traveled. She had never once set foot on the lush grass, which hadn't been daunted by footsteps like the rest of the grass closer to the castle. Near the lake, grass didn't even grow, only a sandy beach remained of what must have been a wonderful resting place.

Cathy's skipping grew slower and slower as she saw a white blob coming closer. Intrigued by the color that was unusual for October, Cathy jogged slowly over to the small area, her steps light and graceful from ballet. Flowers among flowers were everywhere! Cathy's mouth formed in the shape of an O as she saw this sight. Flowers in October?! Ah, she was lucky now. Rarely had Lady Luck knocked on Cathy's door and when she did, it was always welcomed by something foolhardy. Now, with flowers around her, what could possibly happen? Cathy jumped up and down like an excited child, rushing into the flowers that blended together to make the blob she had seen early. Her eyes never rested on the figure wearing a crown of flowers. Cathy did a swift pirouette and leap, landing directly in a beautiful patch of white. She knelt down on the green grass and put her nose to the flowers, anticipating the smell that enticed every flower. To Catherine's' dismay, however, the flowers held no smell at all! Cathy's eyebrows knitted together in near frustration. The smell was almost the best part of a flower such as this!

The notion of magic hit her again, for she had almost forgotten where she was. Somebody must have magically made these flowers grow. They couldn't have just grown in October. Cathy high spirits fell to the ground and beyond as she stared at the flower with dull eyes. Pulling on a few, she tucked them behind her ear. They went well with her pale hair and complexion. Cathy grinned wildly as before, becoming free as a young child. Smell was of no matter anymore. Cathy jumped high over a fresh patch of flowers, almost to collide with the figure she hadn't seen before. Cathy slid to a stop merely four inches away from the older girls' feet. "Oh!" Cathy said, her lips curling in a laugh at the situation. "Sorry about that. I forgot to watch where I jump - again. At least I didn't run into you, right?" Cathy smiled and noted the girls' crown of flowers. "My queen," she added with a silly grin splayed across her face. She bowed her head before backing away a little to give air between the two of them. "I'm sorry, but what is thy name again?"

[dana]

Dana wandered around the flowerbushes quietly looking for any sign of the person who made them. For some reason she was slowly starting to figure who it mighthave done such a spell. At least she suspected it was Sapphire. The 5th year Ravenclaw was incredibly talented and one of Dana’s friends. Perhaps she had came out here to practice her hand a bit? Dana herself usually prefered a single bloom or a butterfly or beetle if she practiced detail-charms or transfigurations, but everybody had their own preferences. Creating a patch of flowers this size mustn’y have been very easy.
Raising her head Dana observed calmly with a small smile curving her lips at an other girl running around and jumping until she almost jumped onto Dana’s lap.

She apoplogized immidiately and Dana nodded with a small smile, inching back a little. She didn’t want to be rude, but she didn’t like her personal space being invaded. Annd this girl had most certainly invaded her personal space. „It’s alright as long as you don’t tromp on the flowers. Growing them must have been a lot of work. I wouldn’t have caught you had you tried to jump in my arms anyway,“ Dana gave a small smirk at the girl raising a sarcastical eye-brow at the humorous addition ’my queen.
„Your queen? Hmm, if I’m already titulated queen, then I would prefer a slightly different crown. Gold naturally... perhaps with sapphires?“ Dana smirked and shifted her weight slightly into a bit more comfortable position from where she could clearly see the other girl’s face, „What can I say – I’m mercantile. So are you sure you are prepared for the task of being my underling?“ Dana smirked. She wouldn’t make a good queen anyway – she was too undecisive, lazy and most certianly not talented enough to last for long as a ruler. Dana also firmly believed that everyone had a price at which they could be bought. Most people merely had high enough prices so no one had offered the correct price for them.

„And no need to be sorry. I don’t think we have really met previously,“ Dana’s eyes scanned the girls face. She could faintly place her as a... Gryffindor or Hufflepuff... and perhaps a year younger than she? This girl hadn’t been taking her OWLs tests with Dana last year certainly and Dana knew 7th years at least by name and looks. So a 5th year seemed like the most likely choice.
„Dana Coran. It’s a pleasure to meet you,“ Dana answered politely offering her arm for the other girl to shake.