It'll set you free

Feet on the table, chair leaned back, a cup of Hot Chocolate in one hand, Kaci was in one of those moods where she did not care about anything in the world. Except for boys of course- they will always matter in her books. But still, Kaci was in that mood.

The Gryffindor watched the House Elves bustle around late at night, cleaning up and getting ready for tomorrow. How these elves liked their job amazed her. Kaci hated cleaning.

Damn. Her mug was empty. One of the elves took note of this and gave her a new one. "Thanks," Kaci replied, closing her eyes in pleasure as she drank some of it. Wow, Hot Chocolate tasted so good right now.

The Slytherin slithered - note the pun - late at night. His quick, skittering movements reminded him of the days when the Basilisk terrorized the school and took the Muggleborns because of You-Know-Who unleashing him once more through the eyes of one of the dead Weasley girls. His ingenuity inspired him, yet it terrified him too. He wasn't a Slytherin because he was smart. If that were the case, he would have been in Ravenclaw.

Tim landed in the Kitchens, and his eyes fell upon his Gryffindor cousin; his favourite. He smirked, feigning a small yawn.

"What a wonderful night this is, don't you agree?" he questioned, casually stepping across so he could sit next to her. He gazed down at the hot chocolate she had. "Aw... none for me, Kaci?"

"You didn't come soon enough, Timmy." She sat down her mug and gave a smirk to her Slytherin Cousin. It was amazing for the two opposites, that they kept a close bond. "It's alright. Wasn't in the mood to actually take the effort to sneak out to Azorat, so I am stuck here tonight."

An house elf must have overheard Timmy, because a mug of Hot Chocolate with marshmallows was handed to him. "Its a good thing these House Elves are nice, I wouldn't have got you any," Kaci told him teasingly.

"Azorat?" mocked the Slytherin, "are you joking? That place is overrated for all it's worth." Timothy paused when the house elf gave him his beverage, and happily sipped upon it. As he took a gulp, he felt something sweet and nauseating coat the edges of his teeth. He drew his mug back.

The blond swallowed reluctantly, "Marshmallows? Are you joking?" He then gazed back down at his mug and set it on the nearest flat surface he could find. "Never mind about that," grumbled he, "how's your latest snogfest?"

"Overrated? I'd hate to say this, but I found some pretty good catches there, especially a few at INK'D UP." The sixth year took a pause to lick her lips and smirk. Oh, Julian was a master at doing the art of kissing and touching. "Got a new tattoo by the way. A dragon on my back. I had a... nice distraction while the stupid needle dug into my skin."

Kaci grinned and gave him a pointed look. "Now, Timmy Tim Tim, we wouldn't want to waste the House Elves hard work wouldn't we? Now be a good boy and drink up your hot chocolate." Waving a house elf away who wanted to give him a new cup, the Gryffindor laughed.

"Snogfest? The latest one? It sucked, the boy -I swear- was a freaking virgin. He may have been a hot frenchie, but he was so anit-social that it took me an hour for me to even get him to touch me! I don't know why I tried so hard, but I ended up giving him, probably, his first proper snog." Kaci took in a deep breath as she finished ranting, and pouted. "It was a waste of time still."