Ah, honey gelato, not vanilla but it was still yum. And of course, it was ice cream so naturally, her, being the Ravenclaw ice cream girl won't let any chance of having something as mouth-watering to go by without her taste buds enjoying their sweetness.

She scraped the last bits of the treat and brought the spoonful to her mouth while her eyes were strained on the table across from her, the Slytherin Table. It was suspiciously quiet. No snakes were out and about causing trouble. Then again, it seemed like the Hufflepuffs were the best characters to define trouble this term, given how she was hearing numerous rumors about them losing points almost everyday. Inward shrug. As long as they weren't Ravenclaws then it was fine with her.

Hmm. Hold on. Wait!

Someone was approaching the table. Spoon still in her mouth, Beezus frowned. Why, if it wasn't her lucky day. The person she was actually seeking had shown himself without her exerting much effort.

Quickly, she licked the spoon out of her mouth and placed it on the now-empty cup. Then she stood up, brushed her skirt a tad bit and shuffled towards the boy. Before she had even reached him, she already spoke up. "Uhmm..hi?" Her voice a bit hesitant. What if her eyes were failing her and it wasn't the guy she was looking for? When she arrived at his side, "Uhh..you're Patrick," Patrick Riverton? "..right?"