[COLOR="Red"]Chalice had not quite gotten used to having Ministry aproved anything. But as she had grown up in a half Muggle half Wizard community she was very acustomed to generosity and accepted a smore. After doing so I asked if anyone would like aby of the pumpkin juice that my mom Andromeda and my dad Trystin had sent me today that I had with me because I hadn't had time to bring it to my dorm. She then made the fire under her culdron liven a bit to keep the contense boiling. [COLOR]