Uh-Oh(Lisette, Mac, and Matt if possible)

[bookworm10812]

An amused look spread through Lisette's features when she noted the annoyed look on London's face. She made a face. "Stetson?" She questioned. "Oh I like him alright, but I can only see him as a friend. Dylan on the other hand..." She trailed off, a smirk now visible. She loved making London squirm with the idea that she had a crush on Dylan. Secretly, she loved Stetson like a brother of her own. The two got along charmingly. James and herself shared a love for Ravenclaw-like features. Jacob was a joker and she loved that about him. She didn't see much of Nicholas though, and Dylan was probably the cutest out of all of them, so she choose him. It was true though, she should have probably chosen James.

Lisette nodded at London's statement about Mac. "Yeah. He's really nice Mum." She informed Andrea, noticing that London looked a bit uneasy. It was fun to watch her squirm, but perhaps Lisette had gone too far? "I've talked to him a few times - mainly about Quidditch though. The only disagreement between us was over Quidditch. He's real passionate about it. Can you believe that thick-head thought the Holyhead Harpies sucked?" Lisette shook her head angrily and huffed. The Holyhead Harpies were her favorite quidditch team. Mainly, because there were all - female and had managed to beat several 'good' teams in the league.

Andrea shook her head at her daughter's comments. "Ok, ok I get it." She told her daughter and friend. "He's a nice guy. I don't have to worry." She laughed softly. "But if you ever have a broken heart you know you can come to me. I'm always here for you sweetheart."

Lisette pursed her lips at Matt's statements but nodded. At least he was out, she had to be grateful for what she was given to work with. At the mention of Ben though, she let out an "aww". She liked Ben. He was a great kid. "Well, I hope see him later. I got a new book he might be interested in."

"I'm doing great Matt." She informed the boy with a laugh. "Spain was wonderful, as I'm sure Lisette's told you through countless letters." Lisette sighed and rolled her eyes. "Mum! It was only London who I wrote to!" She lied. Andrea gave her daughter a 'yeah right' kind of look, which caused Lisette to laugh. "By the middle of the trip, he sent me a note 'Quit bragging already.' "

Lisette giggled at Matt's sarcasm. Her laughter increased when London kept protesting. C'mon, that would only peak his interest! Lisette's eye showed a gleam of triumph when Matt stated so. However, his eyes turned to her to spill. "What?" She questioned. "It's not my news to tell!"

Andrea laughed, watching what had been going on between the kids. "Lisette, you did mention it." She stated. "And you made London tell me already, so go for it." Lisette looked over at her mother, shocked. "What?" She questioned, but Andrea merely raised a brow. "Uhm..London," Lisette quickly looked over at her friend. "Go on..."

[London Kale]

London knew that Lisette liked pulling her out of her comfort zone. But somehow, she had gotten a little used to it. London laughed when Lisette mentioned their quidditch arguments and how he thought the Holyhead Harpies sucked. “Well, Liz,” she paused, trying not to laugh again “The Holyhead Harpies do suck!” She laughed, backing away from Lisette. The Ravenclaw was always a good sport but one never knew when they would get hit. She herself was a fan of the Chudley Cannons.

She had missed Matt’s sarcasm during the summer. She had gotten it in plenty of letters sent by owls, but it was so much better actually hearing it practically dripping, no, spilling from his words. She had missed everything over the summer. She had come into Diagon Alley plenty of times for work she did occasionally, but other than that she never really did anything to see anyone she knew. Not that she ever had time to with the evil scum trying to control her life.

London entered the dressing room as Matt told Lisette to spill. She couldn’t keep this from Matt. Even if she tired, he had a look in his eye that would make her tell him anything. She sighed as Lisette protested and called her name out. “Fine, fine, fine.” She whined as she closed the dressing room door. She looked at her uniform in distaste and she removed it from it’s hanger.

“Well, Matt. You remember Mac McCullum?” She asked, trying to avoid this subject for a few seconds. “I saw him the other day. He works in the quidditch shop.” That was enough stalling, she told herself. “I went in for some gloves and a bat…” She really didn’t want to go into detail. So, she guessed that she would just cut to the chase. “And I came out with a snog…or two.” She was a bit muffled at the end because she was jumping around trying to get that bloody skirt on.