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Bella was not happy and Mya could definitely sympathize with her on why. Who in their right minds would actually want to share a dorm room with the seventh year snots of Gryffindor, and then couple it with the fact that they held a dislike for you, well that just made things plum dandy.

"I don't trust them," Aimee said seemingly reading both Mya and Bella's thoughts. "We'll wake up in the morning with all our cloths shrunk or shaving cream on us, or something possibly worse."

"You mean they might possibly steal all your make-up and then what ever would you do?" Bella smirked at Aimee's outraged expression, unable to resist prodding her. But she quickly turned serious. "She's right, this just screams disaster."

"For us as well," Devin motioned to both him and Karn, "I don't things would work out very well sharing a dorm with bolt head or freckle face." The group snickered at the apt description and Mya was silently very glad that no one in Gryffindor spoke French. They were all sitting around the fire after the feast discussing the problem of dorms. At Beaxbatons this had never been an issue, but it was one now and it needed resolved quickly. This was just something that could not wait another day.

Silently Mya chewed on her lower lip, a habit that she had never been quite able to break. Quickly she got up, pacing in urgent little steps in front of the fireplace. The group all recognized the signs. She was in one of her 'I'll figure out even it ends up killing me moods,' and knew that she wouldn't stop till she had the answer. Her mind was working a mile a minute and she knew the answer was there it only she could grasp. Then lightening hit.

"I've got it!" she yelled in French. "Hurry, go and grab your trunks and meet me back here." She ran up the steps not even giving them time to react or respond to her sudden announcement. Bella and Aimee exchanged a look, having gotten used to their friend's slightly eccentric ways and followed on her heels to retrieve their stuff. Devin and Karn simply shrugged their shoulders, shook their heads, and proceeded to climb the stairs. "And they think we're weird." Karn smiled at the comment, deeming any other observation ill-relevant.

Approximately fifteen minutes later the group found themselves standing in a dimly lit, dingy little corridor seemingly forgotten by the rest of the inhabitants of the castle, and apparently the cleaning crew.

Aimee sighed. "Mya, I don't mean to be impertinent, but do you really expect us to spend the night in a hallway?" Shooting her a glare, she began walking back and forth in front of the empty wall her brows knitted in concentration. Karn and Devin exchanged a look clearly thinking she had taken a long walk off a short pier right into the deep end.

"Well I always knew spending too much time in the library was unhealthy," declared Karn with a satisfied smirk at having been apparently proven right.

"Due hush!" Bella snapped, "Unless you want to spend the night in the hallway?" She asked, voice saccharin sweet.

Aimee ruled her eyes heavenward, "could we please get a move on? Mya already went in. Devin shut your mouth; yes we already know there is now a door here where there wasn't one before. It's very astute of you to notice." Pouting at Aimee he shut his mouth. "Puppy dog eyes will get you no where."

They continued to banter as they walked into the room but fell into a silence at the sight that greeted them. The room was beautiful. There were three beds to one side of the room, all of carved in a dark, warm wood, but what was amazing was the carvings themselves. The beds seemed to be formed of flowering vines, giving the impression of a living breathing plant. The hangings and sheets where a dark aquamarine that shimmered and rippled from the light of the fireplace like the sea. At the far end of the room and center there was the fireplace with a coach, a loveseat, and two chairs positioned strategically around it. They were a pale cream in color like the plush carpet beneath their feet while the pillows strewn here and their matched the aquamarine of the beds.

Now at the right of the room were two beds that while they had the same color hangings and sheets as the other three, as well as the same distinguishing dark wood, the carvings were significantly different and more masculine. The artist had chosen to keep with the plant theme choosing to use the growing vine nightshade as his inspiration. Though nightshade is poisonous and rather dangerous the beds themselves didn't not radiate the same ill-will of the plant.

The circular stone room was spellbinding. There was even a mural on the ceiling that gave the viewer the impression of looking up through the sea. Even though it wasn't home it did have its own charm.

"Well Karn it looks like you won't be able to sleep in the nude," Mya took her own jab to get back for the library comment. "Guys I'm going out for a little, I'll be back in a bit."

Author's Note: Yeah I know, I've been dead. Let me see, computer crashed lost chapter and all the other fun stuff that comes with it. So you'll have to forgive me for this one being short, I sort of have to re-establish where exactly I'm going with this again. Anyway thank you all for bearing with me and for the reviews, especially the ones that asked me where the hell I was. They reminded me that yes someone does care whether or not I finish the story. Oh, and I'm taking some advice and ignoring the 6th book totally and completely. Also when I originally wrote this chappie (which was lost damn it!), there was more, but I'm still rewriting. There was a part with Mya and Draco in the later half. It's hard rewriting stuff when you lost it. I also had some other chappies done and started so I keep trying to remember what I wanted to happen and when I wanted it to occur. It's a pain in the butt. Anyway thanks guys and I hope you continue to read my story and that I don't disappoint you.