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Helios Sunrider 
"How true." The Greek prince lamented, his hair taking a golden orange glow in the torchlight. "There were supposed to be others..." Helios added as he dragged his wand over the watermelon halves, causing the seeds to drag themselves from their beds, and march off, single file, onto a empty plate.
Of course it'd probably help if he had sent invitations, but who would be bothered with such things? Surely, not him. Oh well, at least he had company.
Helios was about to reach back into the basket, but shut the lid instead. He could only wonder if she had found him by accident, or if rather that he was followed. "Is there something I can help you with?"
Freya sighed slightly and strode over with her long legs, noticing that the door had opened again behind her.
'Yes, I remember the Amanda girl...' "
From the passageway last term if I'm correct?" She said turning to the other Slytherin.
'Picked on Sapphire, if she's the one I'm remembering.'
Freya sat down on the rug with her legs in a sort of uncomfortable looking 'W' placement, then simply reached over and grabbed a small amount of red grapes; she never did like the green ones for some reason.
"I don't know if you can help me-" Her eyes flicked towards the door again as it opend once more.
"-but I have something for you." Freya pulled over her side bag and took out what looked like a vest made of chain mail, only the metal had a strange blue tint to it. She handed the armor over to Helios,
"I've got gloves for you as well..." It took her a moment to retrieve the steel gloves, since they were much smaller than the first piece.
"There you are. I hope you will find a way to enjoy them...but not too much. No additional mayhem in the school please." The metal 'chinged' softly as they were given to the new owner.
"And please don't try to stab any of them into any tables...I'm awfully fond of my work. Maybe if you ask nicely I will send you some weapons over your summer break." 'While I'm kicked out of this place for good.'
She took another couple of grapes and popped them into her mouth, it must have been six years since Freya had last eaten them. As she enjoyed a moments silence a large stone fireplace forced its way out of the nearest wall and erupted in a blast of flames in the opening.
'That's better...'