Quote:
Originally Posted by
Riverlynn 
Dozer gave her a genuine smile at her questioning tone. It was the first one he had cracked in a while and it showed off his dimples. Gray eyes shining he nodded his head and laughed a little. "Professor Lafay can be a little difficult to deal with but I like potions too much to let it bother me. Most of the time I just tune her out anyway."
He gave a shrug like his lack of attention in class was the most normal thing in the world. He was positive that there were other students that did the same thing. "So what about you? What are your favorite classes?" He gave her a mock stern look and pointed his spatula at her menacingly. "And if you say charms it better not be because of the instructor." He lightened the tease with a wink and went back to his cooking.
No food allergies was a good thing, it meant there was nothing to hinder he palate. "Well, then I shall endeavor to cook the best omelet you have ever had." With quick, practiced, measured movements Dozer poured half of the eggs into a skillet and then added bell pepper, tomatoe, onions, ham, and mushrooms. Then he spoon a little bit of minched garlic and topped the whole thing off with a bit of salt.
Letting the egg cook some before he folded it over, Dozer checked on the taters which were coming alone nicely. Taking out several pieces of bread he popped them into the toaster. "Is there anything else you like to go along with your omelet?" Toast and potatoes were pretty much a given in his family but she might have other preferences.
See, now why couldn't everyone do that during potions? Sure, she may find it funny watching other people be terrified of the woman, and she herself had a only few moments now where she wished she wasn’t anywhere near her, but it’d just make the class so much easier.
"I suppose it's for the best of wizardkind to do that." She chuckled, picking up her cup of tea and holding it in her hands to warm them up.
Raising a brow at the look he gave her, she definitely could help the laugh that escaped her as he continued on…which explained the look.
"Charms is in fact one of them." Hmm, she was telling things to a Ravenclaw?
"Though not because of the instructor. All those whispers and giggles about him are getting to be quite annoying." Besides, her moment of giggles over him ended the night of the feast.
"Charms, defense against the dark arts, arithmancy, care of magical creatures, and Herbology."
Nodding slowly, she looked down to her cup of tea, staring at the steam emitting from the honey colored liquid before a sly little smile graced her lips as she glanced back over to Dozer.
"Only to name a few of course." Taking a quick sip of her tea, she sat in silence as she watched the food cook, just...enjoying the moment. Perhaps Marie had the right idea of meeting Ravenclaws. Some of them weren't that bad.
Before she knew it though, the Ravenclaw's voice broke her out of thought.
"No, I'm not really..." ...that hungry. But it smelled rather good.
"Just the omelet is fine. Thank you."