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THE Govoni 
Vesper...had successfully ditched France and was HERE. Yes, here in Hogsmeade to visit with people who were hip and cool. Not that people at her school weren't hip and cool...Meh, she just wanted to be here more than there...So, that alone made some of the difference.
Trying to blend in, the Fourth Year carefully made her way towards the food. There were a ton of people present...and she was grateful for it. If she just ate and remained silent for a bit, no one would realize that she wasn't supposed to be here. She was just a normal teenager enjoying Hogsmeade who had happened across this tent. It was plausible to her, at least.
Staring down at the food, everything looked amazing...but that Shepard's Pie was calling her name the loudest. So, grabbing a plate, Vse cut a small portion and set it down on the plastic...Starting small. It'd calm her nerves about being here, too...since she was a nervous eater.
Meep. Nigel walked over to the food tables in a black suit that he wore as if it was simply what he’d found on the floor by his bed that morning. He was used to events like these. They were the only place he could actually talk to his parents. So first thing first was to get some food. The food was usually very good at these fundraisers.
He looks around for something he would enjoy and walks over to the Sherpard's Pie. You can never go wrong with pie and it seemed he was not the only person who thought so. This girl was also getting some pie. She looked his age. But he could not recall if she was ever in any of his classes or even at Hogwarts. The Ravenclaw takes a piece and puts it on his plate and tries to make conversation since she looks a bit nervous and out of place. "I have heard that this pie is delicious."
Hopefully she would not go running off. It would not be good for her pie.