Asher who would continually look down at his plate and back up to where the headmaster would stand with his start of term speech.Then they could eat. And eat is what he planned to do.

Little did he know that his sugarpulm was looking for him, ready to pounce him in her little lioness way. All he knew that he heard one of his most favorite nicknames ever honeyduke But before he could turn around or move at all Anya was giving him one of the from behind hugs.

"Anya! Sugarpulm!" He said with a grin. After she let go he stood and gave her a hug lifting her off the floor a few inches. They had spend some time over the summer in Italy. Over the summer Asher had grew a few inches, and his blonde hair had turned brown. He looked more like a teenager now, and so did Anya.

He carefully placed her back on the floor and offered her his seat. then he took the empty one next to her. "How's the feast going so far? " He asked looking down at this empty plate.