<div class="floatleft">(http://i857.photobucket.com/albums/ab136/mrbunnyhesayno/Ashley_1_zps91dd5ff7.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name ::</strong>Ashley Morgan<br/><strong>Location ::</strong>Great Hall, Hogwarts First Floor<br/><strong>House ::</strong>Huffelpuff<br/><strong>Year/Titles ::</strong>5th Year / Prefect<br/><strong>Date/Time ::</strong>September 2,<br/><strong>What ::</strong>Splitting Up<br/><strong>Tag ::</strong>Xavier Drake<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Apologies for my slowness, it has been a long week at work. Woo for town population doubling while sports events are in town.</div></div><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Ashley reached down, snagging the roll off her plate and nodded as Dylan spoke, though she wasn’t paying much attention. She was secretly grateful she had been paired with the Ravenclaw Chaser, because she knew if she had been paired with just about anyone else, she would be obligated to actually put effort into finding the damn dog. He seemed, at a glance, to be about as interested in this whole fiasco as she was, so she had some hope that maybe they would both skip out on this whole affair. She wouldn’t get her hopes up though, boys had an annoying determination to do whatever Eva asked.<br/><br/>At least the first few levels were easy to go through, unless the hairy rat had gotten out onto the grounds. That would be where they would need to seek out Terra for help. There was also the fact that Enchanting was in a little over an hour, so this fiasco couldn’t that all day. Eva couldn’t<em>really</em>expect them to miss their classes to search the entire castle, could she?  Deep down, she knew she could, would, and did…<br/><br/>With a smile towards Xavier and a slight inclination of her head she said, with false resolve, “Shall we?” and turned to walk towards the door.<br/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i857.photobucket.com/albums/ab136/mrbunnyhesayno/Mery_1_zpsc24b4b25.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name ::</strong>Meryem Bailey<br/><strong>Location ::</strong>Great Hall, Hogwarts Upper Levels.<br/><strong>House ::</strong>Gryffindor<br/><strong>Year/Titles ::</strong>5th Year / Prefect<br/><strong>Date/Time ::</strong>September 2<br/><strong>What ::</strong>Searching for Garoul<br/><strong>Tag ::</strong>Dylan Foxx<br/><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 approved of the way Dylan took charge of the situation, offering an admiring smile as he divvied up the search teams. She looked around at the Great Hall, then up to the staff table, unsure if they had realized what had happened, or if they were just waiting to see if a brawl would break out. She took a deep breath, and turned back to her companions, “Shall we meet back here in an hour? If we haven’t found Garoul, we will inform the teachers and maybe they can find something we don’t. They know the school far better than we do,”<br/><br/>Well, partially true. Meryem didn’t know the school all to well, but Ashley seemed to have a knack for the secret hidey holes of the place and Meryem knew a few of them from late night wanderings of her own, but she certainly didn’t know all of them. It still threw her off when the staircases decided to shift of their own free will, even after completing four years at Hogwarts. She didn’t feel she would ever become accustomed to it.<br/><br/>She watched with approval as a couple of the other pairs took off, calling after them, “Good luck!”<br/><br/>She turned and tilted her head up to gaze at Dylan, “Any ideas of where to start?”