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hermionesclone · 09-21-2015, 10:04 PM

Food.

FOOD.

F O O O O O O O D!!

Phillip was mentally chanting the word as he made his way down towards the lake for this big outdoor breakfast. Was he hungry? OF COURSE HE WAS. It was why the first year was trying to squeeeeeeeze his way past some of the taller students who just DID NOT KNOW HOW TO WALK QUICKLY.

But before long, the Slytherin had approached the part of the grounds where the breakfast picnic was taking place and Merlin, did it smell DEE-LICIOUS! The boy even had to stop and take a deep, hopeful breath at the air. Amazing. Would mum get jealous if he wrote to her to tell her how great the food over here was? HMM?

The question was quickly driven out of his head by another one: Was the Headmaster a chef? Because LOOK at him in the chef's hat and flipping the toast. JUST LOOK. The boy approached him, a curious look on his face as he looked between the man and the food and back again. "Moooooooorning, Headmaster! Everything smells GOOD. I could certainly get used to THIS."

So, without further ado, Phillip started piling up his plate with food. Bacon, eggs, pancakes....... all of it was going ONTO this plate of his.

What? He was a growing boy.

09-21-2015, 10:04 PM	#23 (permalink)
hermionesclone Pogrebin Join Date: May 2009 Location: London Posts: 32,852 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Graduated x11 x11	Anyone? :3 urine trouble \| Pat's Strong Confident Other Half \| Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse Food. FOOD. F O O O O O O O D!! Phillip was mentally chanting the word as he made his way down towards the lake for this big outdoor breakfast. Was he hungry? OF COURSE HE WAS. It was why the first year was trying to squeeeeeeeze his way past some of the taller students who just DID NOT KNOW HOW TO WALK QUICKLY. But before long, the Slytherin had approached the part of the grounds where the breakfast picnic was taking place and Merlin, did it smell DEE-LICIOUS! The boy even had to stop and take a deep, hopeful breath at the air. Amazing. Would mum get jealous if he wrote to her to tell her how great the food over here was? HMM? The question was quickly driven out of his head by another one: Was the Headmaster a chef? Because LOOK at him in the chef's hat and flipping the toast. JUST LOOK. The boy approached him, a curious look on his face as he looked between the man and the food and back again. "Moooooooorning, Headmaster! Everything smells GOOD. I could certainly get used to THIS." So, without further ado, Phillip started piling up his plate with food. Bacon, eggs, pancakes....... all of it was going ONTO this plate of his. What? He was a growing boy. __________________