<div class="floatleft">(http://i857.photobucket.com/albums/ab136/mrbunnyhesayno/Mery_1_zpsc24b4b25.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i857.photobucket.com/albums/ab136/mrbunnyhesayno/Ashley_1_zps91dd5ff7.jpg)</div><div align="center"><strong>Name ::</strong><br/> Meryem Bailey  ||  Ashley Morgan<br/><strong>Location ::</strong> <br/><strong>House ::</strong> <br/>Gryffindor || Hufflepuff <br/><strong>Year/Titles ::</strong> <br/>5th Year / Prefect  ||  5th Year / Prefect <br/><strong>Date/Time ::</strong> September 2<br/><strong>What ::</strong> Mayhem<br/><strong>Tag ::</strong> Everyone!<br/></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Meryem rose from where she was seated, sensing the storm brewing. That red haired girl went from being Eva’s new plaything to her chew toy in record time. She deserved some sort of medal for that, but for now, she needed as many people as possible between her and the hysterical blonde. Meryem looked around at the assortment of dog peraphernalia that littered the floor, and then to Korbaa, who Ashley was still clutching with a rather baffled expression.<br/><br/>“Eva, is Garoul missing?” Meryem hazarded what she felt was a safe guess after putting together all the pieces. Eva was never far away from the tiny fuzzball, “You know we will help you find him, right? Where did you last see him?”<br/><br/>She looked over to Dylan at her last question, as Eva’s aggression seemed to be aimed at him. She couldn’t imagine Dylan doing anything to the fuzzy furball, but it couldn’t hurt to see if he knew anything about what was going on. The ashen, stricken look on Eva was alarming, and Meryem briefly wondered if they should visit the hospital wing, she had never seen anyone’s appearance change so rapidly before.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Ashley hugged the squirming puppy against her chest, staring at the explosion of emotion with a slight head tilt. Leave it to Eva to make a mountain out of a molehill. If Garoul had run off, it was likely because he needed the freedom and time to do…well, whatever his little doggy heart desired.<br/><br/>She caught the piercing look Meryem shot her after volunteer them to help find the dog and mouthed “You owe me” silently towards her, since Eva’s back was to her, all of her rage focused on the red head.<br/><br/>“Of course we will help, Eva,”<br/>