Old friends

[numbingpayne]

Payne walked into the common room and slammed the potrait. She slammed her bag down and pulled out a letter.

[Josh Weasley]

*He came down from his dorm.*Angrey?

[Ginny Weasly]

"Sounds like it. Whats wrong Payne?"
She looked up from her book and smiled, lightly.

[Josh Weasley]

*He jumped over the bar from the stairs*

[numbingpayne]

Payne sighed and looked at them."Yeah,my mom is sending vampires down here to make sure that I'm 'doing my duties'." She sat on the couch and read the letter again.She chewed on her nails and said, "I need to make sure they don't eat any students while their here though."

[Josh Weasley]

*Made a face*Wow you have one strict mom.

[Ginny Weasly]

"Vampiers? Hmm, well, no worries. Most of the students have delt with vampiers in the past. Those who havn't normally have friends who have. Besides, some of the students are vampiers."

[Josh Weasley]

Ginny apparently these arent half vampires.They might be whole vampires.

[Ginny Weasly]

"Some of them are, idiot."

[Josh Weasley]

Well the only vampire i know is Damion and hes half.

[Ginny Weasly]

"If I told you, that would be violating a persons personal thoughts." She tuned him out and went back to her book.

[Josh Weasley]

What?(No seriously im confused)

[_Lavender_]

"Well, we will be sure to meet these fellows, and if we have any trouble, Damion and others are certainly more than capable of helping us should need be that we call upon them," Lavender voice came, carried by some unknown force, long moments before her being could be seen, descending the stairs. She wore her black, short pajama shorts, and a deep blue, oversized shirt over her angelically pale form. Her raven hair was strewn out behind her, matted and damp, and tangled in a ratty mess. Lavender's cheeks were flushed with a pale pink shade, her sniffly nose reflecting her red-rimmed, slightly glazed black eyes.
She knew she looked quite horrible, but at the time, she really cared not. She was such in a trench of an annoying cold, of which she knew no cure could help, except warmth and fresh air, and, of course, time. Time was the controllore of whence she would recover.
In Lavender's right hand, she dragged a long, sea green blanket, which trailed her as she made to the warm chair by the fire, upon which she sat and curled up upon, tucking the blanket about her body, and smiling slightly under all the covers. In her left, she carried a large roll of tissue paper.
Lavender sniffed. "So, why are they coming?"

[numbingpayne]

"Because my mom set 'tasks' that I have to do and if I don't do them than I have to go back to Translyvania."Payne shook her head,"And the funny thing is is that I thought I had ran away from her but it's just like when I was over there."She looked over Lavender,"But shouldn't you be in bed or something?"

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny smiled, looking up once more.
"Don't you know that one of the best ways to get heatly again is to do what you normally do? So your mother is controlling? My mother could never controll all of us, so why try. I consider myself luck." She scrathed the side of her head and went back to reading.