Week Two - May the Games (and classes) Begin

"They are going to make me say something. I can't, yet I must." He strode up to the podium, and began speaking. "My grandson-" *THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!*

The loud thumps continue to emanate from the coffin. Suddenly, Lysander breaks free, standing there deathly pale, he grins at the crowd. "Hope I didn't miss Quidditch tryouts."

The crowd stares at him, while Hannah thinks, 'I am so kicking his ass over this later...'

"All I know, is that after this, that seeker's spot is mine. Hey gramps, where's Hannah?"

Hannah stares at him from the back of the crowd, her eyes still red and puffy.

"Hannah, don't I at least get a hug?"

Hannah continued to just stare at him, trying to decide whether to hug him or pummel him. Jamie is biting his knuckles to keep from laughing. He, by the way, is sitting at the front.

"Hey, Jamie, how do you like my resurrection?"

"You know me, this is like a breath of fresh air." He runs over and gives Jamie a quick hug, then runs to Hannah, grinning.

"I can't decide whether to kick your ass for scaring me like that and making me cry, or to hug you." Hannah informs him.

"I'd prefer a hug. I think my body's been through enough lately, don't you?"

"You're still getting your ass kicked later." Hannah gives him a tight hug. Then Shali runs up to him and gives him one of her almost uncomfortable tight hugs. And slaps the back of his head. "Make Hannah cry like that again and you'll wish you really were dead."

"Technically, I was. It's good to see you too, Shali."

"Only technically."

"Some people. You know, MOST people missed me, and are happy I'm back. NOT you two, though. Oh no, nothing that great. Threats! Fine, I'm getting back in the bloody coffin." He makes a move towards it.

Hannah and Shali both grab his arms. "That's how they show affection, you know. Threats." Jaime points out. "And they did hug you, didn't they?"

Lys laughs. "So, they haven't done tryouts yet, right?"

"Oh, great. That's a relief. At least I didn't miss anything important. Now then, Hannah, what was it you said back at the infirmary?"

"Oh, but I DO remember," he said with a wicked grin. "What was it again? oh yeah, 'I love you, Lys. I admit it, okay? And after you wake up from this, which you will, I'll still kick your ass for scaring me like this... After I'm sure you won't go all vegetable on me again. It's only the second week of school Lys. Don't you DARE go and die on me and Shali, or we'll bring you back to kill you ourselves, you got that? I love you, Lysander Green.' VERY nice."

Hannah was blushing furiously as he repeated her earlier speech, word for word.

"Oh yeah. That's classic."