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Originally Posted by keepmeclose22 Austin was ready for the kitchen. He was feeling particularly stressed this term, and potions just started to feel like school work. Especially with how hard he was studying for his O.W.L.S. Baking was his one escape from Potions. An escape from an escape, if you will.
There were a few people and house elves when he walked in, but he just ignored them. They were probably busy doing whatever house elves did. Instead he found an open spot on the other side of the room. What was he going to make today? The answer to that was in his binder full of recipes. He had everything from Macaroons to cakes. Even a recipe for funnel cake fries had made its way into the binder. The teen thought about it as he tied a black apron around his waste, and rolled up his sleeves. He had a recent craving for s'mores, and s'mores like desserts. And as he thought more about it, he remembered one recipe in particular that might satisfy his tastes. Flipping the pages of his binder, he found what he was looking for. A delicious recipe for s'mores thumbprint cookies.
One of her absoloute favourite things to do was to be bake, thanks to her mother. Rachel enjoyed baking practically everything especially cupcakes but she reasoned she would try something different today. Possibly she would bake something that she hadn't in a long while.
She stepped into the kitchen and paused to admire the hardworking House elves. Her eyes then moved towards the Ravenclaw she had often seen around in the common room. Rachel approached him. "Austin?'' Was that his name? She looked down at the binder to see a recipe for s'mores cookies. "You're about to bake those? They look delicious. Would you like some help?'' She would understand if he refused her. Who would want a first year helping them? |
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