Nother Future One

[Ginny Weasly]

Winry Sulai was now 10 years old. Her father had finally agreed she could go with him today, to the school. Soon she would be elevan, and she despreatly wanted to go to school here. Her father, who helped his brother and sister look after the forest, hadn't decided on wheather he felt it was safe enough. Today though, he was in a meeting in Hogsmead, and had told her to walk around the school.

She finally came to the Gryffindor common room, and touching her orb, said the password to be admitted. She walked in, noticing that most of the students should be in their classes.

[LavyBrown]

(lolz I must in here I must annoy you more)

Lavy came walking down the stairs holding a student by the ear. "Oh." she said noticing Winry and Nathan. "Hello, you two." she said her smile returning.

[Ginny Weasly]

(Nathan's in a meeting!!)

Winry smiled, only remembering who Lavy was when she touched her orb.
"Hello, Proffeser." She said.

[LavyBrown]

(Oh whatever that's a tecnicality ;D lolz)

"Hello, Winry. What are you up to? I thought you where ten not eleven." Lavy said letting go of the student.

[Ginny Weasly]

She smiled.
"I am only ten, Proffeser. I'm only visiting. My father asked the new headmaster if I could while they were in a meeting about the forest."

[LavyBrown]

"I see." Lavy said nodding.

[Ginny Weasly]

Winry looked around the room again, touched her orb, then walked to a bookcase.

[LavyBrown]

"So I guess you'll be coming to Hogwarts then."

[Ginny Weasly]

She stoped smiling.
"One can hope so, Proffeser. My father does not deam it safe enough yet."

[LavyBrown]

"Hummm.......really? I'll see about that soon enoght."

[Ginny Weasly]

She smiled, wrly.
"I'm afraid my father is very much like my gradnmother was. Stubrron. Telling him what you think is only going to make him more set in his descion."

[LavyBrown]

Lavy raised her eyebrows. "I had him for 7 years, I'm well awer of that fact." She smiled. "I'm going to do much more then telling him what I think."

[Ginny Weasly]

"No Ma'am. You had him for six and a half years." Winry corrected, smiling back.

[LavyBrown]

Lavy laughed. "Oh, yes."

[_Lavender_]

Entering the common room with a generously loud BANG, Tavis strode in, long, lean, muscular, still very energetic and athletic, more so even, at his fifteen years, followed by a handful of random faces of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. He was the Keeper, the best Hogwarts had ever seen, though he denied that, and practice, an earlier than usual arranged practice, had just finished. He had changed into jeans and a grey shirt, but random flakes of mud streaked his spiked raven hair - the entire of the left side of his face was muddy, with streaks where he had run his hands over, to get the dirt out of his eyes. He was completely muddy, muddier than the rest of those in the room, but it wasn't his fault that the idiots of his friends yet to enter the castle had decided to play duck and run with his robes. Dammit - well, he was better off than they were, for sure. {{lolz}}

Tavis shrugged off his annoyance, he wasn't much of an irritable person, and grinned when he saw a familiar ten year old.

"Ey, Winry!"

He grinned wider and ran quickly to her, picking her up under the arms, swinging her around, setting her casually upon his shoulder.

"What's up, girly?"