"CHAL!" A voice cried, slamming the dormitory door behind it. "You promised me you'd come to the game!"

Chalondra looked up to see a red-faced, wind burned Kat.

"Oh-gee Kat, I'm sorry! But I got in a fight with Yoyo, and I didn't feel like going to the game in such a mood-"

Kat sighed. "Really, Chal. You still should have come anyway." She flopped down on the bed nearest to Chal. Chal just shook her head as she looked through the textbook.
"It's more complicated then that."

Kat just muttered. "I can't stay mad at you, it's too hard. But I want to know why you two are mad." She sat up, erect and listening. "What happened?"

Though Chal felt a bit uncomfortable telling Yoyo's secret, she told Kat all about their argument.
"Ew! She likes a SLYTHERIN?" Chal shushed Kat.

"And now she's all ticked at me." Kat just shrugged and fluffed her pillow.

"Well, she should be ecstatic, Slytherin won."
"What?!"
"Yea, Hufflepuff lost because they were missing a cheerleader." She grinned at Chal.
"Shut up Kat!" She cried, throwing her pillow squarely at her face.

"Oof!" Kat shouted as the pillow hit her. "That's it, Girl, now you're going to get it." She ran around the room, grabbing the pillows from the other girls beds and threw them all at Chal.

"Augh!" She cried, as she vanished under a mountain of pillows.

It was later that night, and Chal still couldn't fall asleep. She heard Yoyo tiptoeing in later, as Tali had come in earlier. She turned her back toward the door, feeling Yoyo's gaze on her.
Later on that night, Chal sat up. She was still sleep deprived, and resolved in going on a midnight walk.

Grabbing her housecoat and slippers she tiptoed out of the dormitory and Ravenclaw Tower, down to the 6th Corridor.

An open window let a breeze float in, and Chal decided to go sit on the roof of the castle for a while. Following the long staircase up to a trapdoor, Chal soon reached the chilly roof. But it was nice, compared to her stuffy bed. She walked around the small area of roof there was, when she heard fellow footsteps behind her. She froze.

Reaching for her wand, she turned around and cried the same curse she had attacked Kadric with earlier.

"Hey, HEY! Enough cursing me today!" The shadow quickly set up a shield and the spell died away.

"Oh. What a lovely surprise." She said coldly, as Kadric walked out from the shadows.
"What? You didn't miss me?" He said with a lopsided smile.

"I was on holiday with you gone." She muttered, walking over to the northern part of the roof, looking down below her, where everything on the grounds seemed to belong to ants. Very tiny ants.

She heard him walk closer. "Don't you dare touch me or push me off, because I swear I'll murder you."

She heard a chortle. "I wouldn't come near you, don't worry about it."

There was a long silence when a loon on the lake called out.

"What are you doing out here anyway?" Kadric finally asked.
"I was just going to ask you that." Chalondra replied. "But to answer your question, I couldn't sleep, and I always come out here to think."

She heard him come and rest his arms on the wall beside her, yet still a bit far off. "Same here." He answered.

Chalondra subtly moved her eyes to look at him, when a shocking realization hit her.

Kadric was cute.

With flyaway auburn hair, (if he grew it out it would look much better), his tanned skin and handsomely shaped face, and his muscled build and broad shoulders, he might even be classified in the dashing section. And his tall height made his seem strong and safe.

What the heck is up with me? I'm starting to think my worst enemy is cute!! Let alone my friend likes him-or my former friend, however it works out.