Hazel got up and moved to the buffet-style canteen and began choosing a drink. Just then, someone walked up behind her and tapped her on the shoulder....Hazel blushed instinctively; her attractive neighbour Greg (whom she still had a deep crush on) was facing her with a slightly embarrassed half smile on his face. “Hey Hazel, can I ask you a favour?”“Err, sure, what?”“Well, since I’ve known you for like, ever, and you love me very much,” Hazel blushed deeper, even though he was clearly joking. "I don't know why you're avoiding sleeping with us. If it's me, then I'm sorry for whatever it is that I've done to upset you." It's not you Lizzy," Vicky replied in a low voice."Well," Lizzy pushed on, "if it's my Dad then he needs to apologize as well and resolve whatever is going on so that we can all get comfortable in the trailer." It's not your Dad," Vicky said with a sigh."Is it the girl-on-girl stuff?" Lizzy asked, cutting Vicky off again. "It really weirded me out when we start having. As Dumbledore laid passed out an owl flies in and drops its package onto the desk before flying out the window.after Dumbledore woke up he went to the goblin to try to sort everything out.Albus apperates to Diagon Alley and walks to the bank as he was walking up the steps the Guards stop him."Sorry wizard no entry." the goblins gruffly say."out of the way, I am Albus Dumbledore and no one can say what I can and can't do." He blusters as he tries to walk in the door."BAM!" he goes flying down. All were seeking the answer to the age-old question, "What is worn beneath a Scotsman's kilt?" "Only that which God has graced me with." "Nothing ma'am, everything is in fine working order." "If I were to wear anything beneath it, it would be a skirt." James was accustomed to this line of questioning. Ever since he had joined highland regiment, he had been inundated with it. Soon however, the fervor of his arrival died down and he was able to enjoy a dram of Oban. It was nice for him to relax.