Wandering about the corridors working on her map had made her hungry. Rather than make her way back up to the Great Hall, Rylee headed for the kitchen.

After tickling the pear on the painting and letting herself inside, blue eyes wandered around for something to snack on. Cookies, brownies, cupcakes? Sometime sweet preferably. Maybe a nice tall glass of ice cold milk to go along with it.

Setting her book and pencil down on an empty table the Gryffindor went in search of something to eat all while being respectful of the house elves and not making a mess.