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Jezabel Black
Jez was about to remind Nate of the suspicious bag-carrying caretaker, and how this troublemaker might have been brought here against its will, when she noticed he wasn't looking at that great. "Hey, you okay?" she asked gently, placing a hand on his shoulder. "I take back what I said earlier, go to sleep if you need to ... or is this purely stomach-related?" She was guessing the second option. "I think the house-elves might have bigger things on their mind than sending up the feast." Exhibit A: the elf standing near her now. She went through her pockets. "No more sweets left on me, mate. You ate my last Chocolate Frog." She was about to add sorry, but decided against it.
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keepmeclose22
"Nate? Are you Ok?" she placed hand on his forehead. "No fever." She dug around in her pockets. A smile crept across her face as she pulled out some muggle gummy bears. Her mother had sent them in her last letter, and she had planned on saving it for the train, but the look on Nate's face told her he needed it more. "Would these help?"
Nate smiled brightly upon sigh of the gummies. "Delici-osos! Get it? It's a spanish joke..." He swallowed most of the bears whole, but thought better of it and amended to savor each one. "They ought to send up the feast soon, before students start to die off. I mean really, have any of them read
The Hunger Games? Starvation equals bad." Nate's last sentence had a quick hand gesture to go with it. He sighed and put his hand on top of Jez's on his shoulder. "Thanks you two. As you can probably tell by now, I get sick when really hungry, and go very loopy when on caffiene. What makes it worse is that I haven't eaten much today in anticipation for a huge feast..."
And there was his stomach again to interrupt the conversation.