Ignoring the fact that Evelyn had just smiled at the house elf, Destiny took a seat on one of the closest stools. They were going to make that particular house elf do all the work, right? If that was the case, why did she have to go out and collect her own grass!? And really! Grass was hard to come by considering it was still winter.

HUMPH.

"Yeah, I don't care that we have to make someone eat it, but do we really have to make them..you know..on Carlton's door?" She was pretty sure the woman already hated her and by doing this, that level of hate would just increase. Oh well! All in the name of Science Potion's.

Baking, right. Sticking her hand in her pocket, she pulled out her special ingredient and held it out. "I had to follow Sly to get this. He knows where all the grass patches are and I think we should use this as an ingredient. It has to taste bad for him to eat it, he eats mice after all." And there was no way she'd put a mouse in this thing.

joey still making pizza heard everword they said"over my dead body giving it to rex"I don't mind the heart braker Kay but not my Cousin.If you Want I"ll do it.

Really?

"That's the best part." she said in disbelief. Perhaps Destiny didn't have a strong stomach like she did. "That's the whole revenge part. You think we're going to bake something for the heck of it?" When have they ever done that? It was either to get on someone's good side or...

No wait, what was the reason they baked cupcakes for Lupa again? She could not remember why.

Turning her head to stare at the elves, lost in thought, her attention came back to reality when her friend started to say something about Sly. Such a cute kitty! Wait, what? Use...use grass as an ingredient? Because...it tastes bad...

...

.....

*Slap*

Right across Destiny's cheek.

Frowning at her friend's...slow mind...Evelyn turned around to see who in the world had the guts to talk to them in such a way.

Who in the world was THIS girl? Over her dead body?

"That..." she muttered, raising a brow and turning fully around as she crossed her arms, her hand itching to get her wand. "Can be arranged, my dear friend."

Joey want back to making Pizza,why would anyone harm another wizard or witch she thought to herself.Well if you didnt know your in the same room as rex cousin.

Really!?

That was not the best part. It was gross and..it was just gross! The whole throwing up did not bother Destiny, it was just doing it one someone's door? By the time they would make it up to Carlton's office, there would be a swamp of spew all over. Now that would bother her. "Whatever. I will just..shield my eyes or something." Pffft! She knew they weren't baking something for the heck of it as Evelyn put it. She arrived in the kitchen knowing full well they had homework to do. It was the reason she had picked the grass!

The grass that was now on the floor because Evelyn had slapped her!

"HEY! What was THAT for!?" she yelled, her hand automatically rubbing her cheek. "Grass was a good idea!"

And before Evelyn had a chance to slap her again, she placed her other hand on the other cheek.

Try to slap me now!

Ugh..what!?

Who was this..girl!? More importantly, why was she talking to them? Snorting at what Evelyn said, Destiny hopped off the stool and was just about to start picking the grass that she dropped off the floor when the girl continued to talk. What was up with people!? Did they not know to MIND THEIR OWN BUSINESS?

HUMPH.

Standing up straight, she turned to glaaaaare at the girl. Rex's cousin, pffft. "Oh no. We knew you were related to Rex somehow. I mean, only someone stupid enough to butt into OUR conversation must be related to the dinodog."

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Originally Posted by gothicravenclaw

"hello Fletcher" here is a gift i thought you might wear atfer school to show your champion.she took ther cookies out the oven and decorated the cookies.here is your cookies she smiled.i bake cookies all the time this time i wanted to give the winner cookies.

"Er... you want me to wear the cookies???" Fletcher was appreciative of this Ravenclaw's apparent enthusiasm for his win, but he wasn't so sure what was going on just now. He took one of the cookies, however, since it DID smell so good and it WAS fresh and hot out of the oven.

And it tasted good too. "Mmmm," he muttered through a mouthful of cookies. "Delishus. You're an excellent cwook."

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Originally Posted by tonks2

Emmy pushed through the crowd of students until she reached Fletcher.
Holding out her large tin of coffee cakes and chocolate chip muffins, she said,
"Congratulations Fletcher - you were fantastic! I, er, thought you might like these - I baked them myself..." she handed him the tin, hoping he would enjoy them.

Oh wow and more edible presents! "Exceweeennt!" he spewed more crumbs everywhere with his joy to take the tin of baked treeats. "Fankoo, miss!"

He would be sure to hide these in his dorm, safe away from the other guys. They were HIS baked treats, HIS!

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Originally Posted by Lockhartian

So, Treyen was himself now, he could speak, and very much, and very loud. And he'd found out...via Salander...yes, he now knew that the boy's name was Salander, and not Salamander...that there was a party in the Kitchens.

The reason...did Hufflepuff need one? Pffft. But, yes, the reason behind it, Sir Awesome's win. And it was even better because since the party was in the Kitchens, then they didn't have to bring anything, right? Well, he had no idea what to bring, so he brought himself.

The greatest gift, no?

The door opened to revealed a much happy little Hufflepuff (sigh, when was he going to grow!?). "And where's Sir Champion?" he said, not really asking, because Fletcher was the tallest in there, easy to spot, he was. And so, without even noticing if someone actually answered or not (hopefully they wouldn't, it was rhetorical), Treyen walked towards Fletcher and couldn't help to notice Salander sitting down, as if resting...had he missed the whole party?!

No worries. "Sir Fletcher! I bring nothing as a gift, but I do have something to say" after all, he always had something to say, "Besides saying 'Congratulations', I also wish to say 'Thank you' for winning and staying alive, not to mention how proud you've made Hufflepuff...surely Cedric did the same...with your accomplishments" his eyes fell on both the girl (Rae) and Salander, "And all Hogwarts, of course" yes, though, Brielle would've made a very pretty winner.

"And so..." he took one of Emmy's chocolate chip muffins because it was closer than anything else, and lift it up, as if making a toast, "...to Sir Fletcher!" yup, totally, the boy who toasts with muffins, nice. And then he took a bite. Ooooh, they were good, very good, Emmy had a way with baking, certainly.

Though he was positive that the elves' were sort of better, but this ones were just as great.

Fletcher could have started laughing right then and there at the sight of LiL Lockhart strolling so purposefully and seriously into the kitchens. Aww haha he hadn't grown an inch, had he. But at least he could speak now. And... could give a speech at that.

"To me!" Fletcher agreed, toasting to himself with the last half of the cookie he had been devouring. "And I owe you a huge thank you as well, Treyen, for all your... help in preparing for the tournament."

Especially the third task. Fletcher would never have even thought to fight for the rooster if Treyen hadn't helped him piece together the runes and the mirror with their research.

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Anticipation rose when Fletcher started opening the package.. She really wanted him to like it.. One of the few things she didn't have to steal. He started to speak about not having to or something, but Rae did. "I meant to give it to you a while ago..." Like before the second task "But erm.... Truthfully, I kept forgetting." It's been sitting in her dorm for quite a while now. Now she saw his goofy grin... It means a lot? AAWHHH YES! Mission completed. After all, Fletcher still knew she cared for him right?

Attention turned back to Sal when Fletcher confessed his methods.. Yeah Rae knew that as well. "You know Sal, I'm really not surprised you asked for it. I mean, your an awesome crime partner... As long as our "crimes" are pranks." Stealing didn't seem to be one of Sal's forte. Truthfully she didn't want it to be either.

"Haha no worries," Fletcher shrugged his shoulders in his handsome new cardigan. "A gift's a gift, right?" And since when was he to turn down anything that was free??

He bit his lip then as Rae turned to Salander and debated the question annoying his brain just then. There was going to be a costume party, right? And Fletcher really wanted to go, right? Cuz it was in his honor more or less, right? But would Rae wanna go too? Like... with him? To the ball? Maybeeee?

Nawwww. He'd just... mull that thought over for a bit and ask her later. If she even wanted to go. At all. She might not even want to. So. Yeahhh. He'd bide his time. And anyway, the discussion had moved on to Salander's lack of thievery skills.

"Yeah, you know," he shook a finger at the kid, "you could learn a thing or two from us." Himself and Rae, obviously. "Though maybe it would be better for you if you didn't." Haha. "How many months til you're of age though?"

He hadn't realized his buddy was almost as old as he was!

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Originally Posted by Shanners

So she'd heard wind of something happening, and you know... being the absolute socialite and amazing person prefect she was, she was going to check it out. She even had PRESENTS!

For Fletcher. Not for you.

And it was even in a pretty gift bag thing, that she only EVER used for important people. Fletcher was now an important person. He had a title and everything! Now he was most certainly worthy of her attention the pretty gift bag.

After tickling that blasted pear, that just seemed to dislike the fact she had her hands full, Lori clambered through the portrait and chuckled to herself, as she looked at the others in there, and the way the room was set out. Pretty. Would have been better if there was glitter, and yellow, and pink and more glitter; but whatevs.

A grin set up on her lips, and she chuckled lightly at the sight of two younger students baking. Wasn't that cute. Maybe she'd ask them to make a big batch of cookies she could hand out as 'goodbye' presents, to the unfortunate students that didn't know her yet.

Lorelai. Stop. Vain. No. Bad prefect.

"I got presennnttttsssss!" She announced, loudly, with another chuckle, and she waved the bag a little bit. She also had chocolate in her own bag, but she wouldn't say that yet.

"You diiiiiiiiiiid?" Fletcher's head whipped around at mention of the word 'presents' because that usually equated to 'free awesome stuff for him.'

Today it did, anyway. And look, the present was from a pretty Puff too. Could this day get better?

"What is it what is it?" Fletcher asked eagerly, waving Lori over toward the Puff party part of the kitchen.

Shield her eyes? Pfft. Well, she supposed that the sounds of someone being sick would be confirmation enough that it happened. At least it’d be nothing like Borr and the puke attack.

That was a day she’d never forget.

…

"It was a horrible idea." She replied, rather calmly too. Evelyn would have laughed at the fact that Destiny was now holding her face with both hands but, well she didn't. "Grass? Really? Oh stop it, I didn't hit you that hard." She had to slap some SENSE into her! Grass actually helped the stomach. Regardless that those stomachs were mostly from animals but all in all, it helped it. No matter how bad…it tasted…

Ohhh. "Wait, you might be onto something." Grass? "What about scurvy-grass?" Quite possibly? Glancing towards Rex's cousin who just HAD to be a Huffie since she had no brains whatsoever, she mulled over the idea as a small giggle escaped her. Hehe, what Destiny said was soooo true.

Again with the year and house thing... Did they expect Rae to say the same thing? Err, alright? "Rae, 5th year Slytherin." To her it still sounded weird to say.. Oh well. "Yeah, I've seen those two around.."

Then the girl who always looked uncomfortable by Rae's presence... Err... Should she say something? "Hey.. Er, you look a bit uh.. Troubled from me.. I'm sorry If I make you uncomfortable.." She didn't do anything wrong did she? "I'm Rae.. Please um. Help yourself to the party and whatnot.. Butterbeer, snacks.. Anything else you need, let me know."




HEYYYYYYYYY... Her other best friends were here. Now she had her two best guy friends and her two best girl friends all in the same room! And again they came in to bake too... Rae called over all the comotion to make a note to Evelyn... "HEY! WHILE YOU'RE OVER THERE.... YOU SHOULD FIND OUT HOW TO MAKE......... SOMETHING OTHER THAN WHAT WE'VE TRIED TO COOK ALL SUMMER.." Yeah, squishy pasta... Burnt eggs and toast... They BOTH needed to learn more about cooking.




She glanced back at Fletcher, in his new cardigan. It made her happy to make him happy... But, he looked.. Not happy. More like he had a math problem he couldn't figure out or something. Rae was a bit worried... She waited until he had finished talking to Lori to get the courage to murmur softly so only he could hear... "Hey, you alright?" Were there too many people? Rae would totally kick people out. She could break out the good stuff... You know, do what it took to make him happy.




That Little huffie that always hung around Fletcher had now made a pretty awesome speech/toast. Heck yes! Rae raised her butterbeer in agreement then drained what was left of the bottle. Immediately opening a new one after.

Scoff!

Destiny never had horrible ideas. Every idea that came out of that wonky brain of hers was brilliant! Well, except when she had the not-so-brilliant idea of trying to ride the sheep. She could still feel the place where that dumb animal kicked her. Grumbling to herself, she bent down to pick up all the grass. They would use it. She would make sure of it. "You did hit me hard!" Standing up straight, she picked up a pot and examined her cheek. Even though she was looking at her reflection through a red pot, she could tell her cheek was red. "My cheek is red!"

Wait, what!?

Putting the pot down, she staaaaared at her friend. So, now all of a sudden she was on to something? The slap was for nothing!? GAH! "What the hell is scurvy grass?"

Sly probably knew.

MERLIN'S MAGICAL MARKER!

Hearing someone speak..quite loudly at that, Destiny once again dropped her handful of grass. She was not picking it up again. No way. Turning to face the yeller, her eyes widened at how many people were there. How weren't they spotted..especially with Fletcher and his swishy hair!?

"What are you doing!?"

And did they have any chocolate?

They were so not using that grass on the floor. Not only was it the wrong grass and ON THE FLOOR but, well not that was the reason.

"I did not!" Evelyn COULD show her how hard a 'hard hit' really was, but the sight of her friend saying her cheek was red while looking into a red pot…well she just couldn’t do anything but snicker. Snicker too much that she had to turn away.

Shaking her head, the Slytherin moved over to a counter, passing by someone she took no notice to and opened one of the cabinet doors at the bottom. Taking out her bag, Evelyn glanced over her shoulder to Destiny, staring at her for only a few seconds before laying her bag gently down on the counter top. "Do you ever read your potions book?" she asked, taking out a notebook and walking back over to Destiny. "It’s a type of grass that affects the brain."

WHAT?!

Raising her brows in surprise as she looked up to find the source of yelling, she could not comprehend how many people were in the room at the moment. WHEN DID THEY GET HERE!?

Wha? RAE!? "WHAT DO YOU MEAN!?" she asked back, frowning a rather large frown. "IF WE HAD INGREDIENTS AND BETTER POTS AND PANS, OUR FOOD WOULD TASTE BETTER!" Really now. Rae needed to learn to SHOP better. Pffft.

Now, back to her notes. Where, was that one potion they learned from Kazi?

Carter led the way to the kitchens. He tickled the pear out in the hallway before stepping into the kitchens. "Welcome to the kitchens." he said with a smile. "What do you think?" he asked. He knew he was impressed during his first visit.

"It was crazy out there wasn't it?" she said grinning. "I just wish I had found you, I was worried sick the whole time." She was too. There had been alot of rocking back and forth, and hair twirling. "Hey, I survived the anxiety." She said grinning. "Or, maybe we should get rooster charms." she added with a laugh. "I wonder what that was that all about anyways?" she said, glancing at Fletcher.



Ohh, it looked like someone was getting ready to give a speech. She SO had to resist the urge to yell out "Speech, Bilbo, Speech." She had always wanted to do that, but now wasn't the time... although, maybe if and when Fletcher gave a speech. It was an excellent speech, and she wondered where he came by these skills. At the end, she raised her half empty bottle of butterbeer and joined in on saying "To Fletcher" before finishing the delicious drink. She turned to the boy and said, "nice speech."

Emmy gave Treyen a slightly disapproving look, while still smiling at him when he pinched one of the cakes she'd presented to Fletcher.
"Hey! Those weren't actually meant for you, greedy guts! If you want some, just say - I can make a batch for you too!"

Emmy looked at the older girl who'd been staring at her when she handed over the cake tin.
"Um, hello! What's your name? I'm Emmy, by the way..." she smiled, and held out her hand for the girl to shake.

Emmy smiled, saying, "You're very welcome, Fletcher! And again, well done!" she grinned, then turned to Treyen, to ask, "So, would you like a batch of chocolate chip muffins?"

"Thank you!" he replied gratefully as he took the butterbeer from Rae. Noticing the ChampionPuff's new threads, he added "Nice sweater" as he raised his goblet in toast before clearing the whole drink in one gulp. Man, he didnt think he would be that parched for a drink just hunting for THE DRINK.

He was surprised when Rae revealed that they already had it stashed away elsewhere "You do?" he replied surprised, he looked back at the ChampionPuff guffawing at him "Uh yeah, how else am I supposed to get that thing without asking for it, I mean wouldnt it be under lock and-- Oh." he said realizing what they meant. He shifted his eyes between Rae and Fletcher... Are they doubting whether he could do something sneaky? He raised his head indignantly, puffing up his chest "I could do a snatch 'n grab. Yeah sure I could..." he said, trying to sound convincing "... I mean so long as its in plain sight and within easy reach..." After all wasnt he the king of subtlety? Dont answer that.

He grabbed another butterbeer and downed it before any of them starts asking for filching experience. The only thing he can answer that with was that little incident in his last school. Which of course wasnt so little apparently.

He wipes his lips off with the back of his hand, just as Fletcher asks when he comes of age "Three months. Right smack as June rolls in."

He looked around as the Kitchens started to come alive, proud Hufflepuffs and well-wishers filling in, and -- are they baking? As he glanced at the puzzled Rae and an apparently exuberant Fletcher, the Slytherin lad shrugged "Freshly baked goodies. Why not?... Maybe we could rustle up a barbecue while we're at it...."

He turned at the new voice resonating in the Kitchens. Ah yes, Fletcher Fanboy Numero Uno. "Glad you could make it Treyen" he smiled. Of course he made sure the young Puff knew. He didnt want to imagine the whining that would come after if the fanboy caught wind of a party and he wasnt invited. They could be scarily obsessive like that.

He swapped his empty mug quickly for a full one, just as Treyen makes a toast "Here! Here!" he hollered in agreement, pounding his fists repeatedly on the massive kitchen table.

As the aroma from the baking filled the air, the Slytherin lad remembers something that could be quite useful to their little project "Guys I'll be right back." he calls back to them as he made his way quickly to the Dungeons.


He returns with something in hand that looks suspiciously like a black garbage bag. As he makes his way back towards Fletcher he turns his head as Rae speaks to Evelyn and her walnut cracking friend. Seems like they've joined the party as well.... he mused "Hey Evelyn!" he greeted the Slytherin girl, then turns to her friend "Hey uhm.... Hi." he said, and gave a small nod with his head. He didnt know her name, and he wasnt about to call her walnut either.

He lays the bag down subtly on one of the chairs, away from prying eyes. He opens it carefully to make sure that the couple of sealed flasks, a gift box and some carefully selected herb were in good order. He motions to Fletcher and mumbles "With all the baking going on maybe we can make a few special pastries? These should make for some unique flavors." he said giving his friend a knowing look.

"Joey" he nodded, and then eyed the pizza, "It's nice to meet you, I'm Treyen, Treyen Lockhart" another nod, and then his hands made their way towards the pizza.

Pizza and chocolate chip muffin from Emmy? Yeah, those things come together wonderfully.

But, of course, as soon as he took a bite from the pizza, then it was gone, "It's very good" how come the house elves didn't make pizza for them to eat, huh? They could learn a thing or two about the Ravenclaw girl. "Oh, so you like to cook? I...really don't, but I do like food" as any boy would do.



His eyes widened when the glittery one stepped inside. Please don't let her throw glitter in here, please don't. His hair was finally glitter-free, and even if he wasn't the Champion, he was more than certain that the glitter will make its way to his hair somehow.

Oooh, no glitter? Yet? Good. He could breathe.

But.

Wait.

Presents?!

He couldn't help but stretch his neck a bit in order to get a good look at whatever Lori was bringing.



Aha! To him!

It was all about Sir Fletcher today. Not tomorrow, just today, so he better enjoy it. Tomorrow it will all go back to be about...Treyen, of course.

Grin.

"Oh, it was nothing, I like researching, you know..." and then suddenly, the memory of the Niffler book came to his mind for some reason,it seemed this year was finishing off not the way it started, "...and I always help my Hufflepuffs" in plural, as in...ALL Hufflepuffs. Except Lori. Because she had glitter.

But Treyen was positive that Fletcher must have done equally extraordinary if he hadn't received asked for help. Come to think of it, he never actually asked for his help, Treyen just happened to be around when he was searching for stuff. So, yeah.



There it is! Another one who supported Fletcher throughout the whole Tournament, no?

A Gilderoy-like smile was on the boy's face, "Thank you" he nodded, finishing off the chocolate chip muffin he'd stolen taken from Emmy, "It's the least I could do..." because he brought no gifts.

Not that it was required to do so, but still.

Gifts. That made Treyen remember a question he's had since Fletcher won. Was there ever a money prize?



Haha. "I know, I know they weren't" he said, almost in a hurry, "But it was the closest thing I could get for the speech" and winked at her, it was true, it was THE closest thing he could get even if there was all kinds of drinks just right there on the table, but they were very good chocolate chip muffins too, soooo, it turned out great. Can you imagine if they'd tasted terrible? Not nice. He was lucky.

Huh? What?

Smile. "Sure, yes, they're very good you know...and can you also put some icing on them?" because he was a normal kid, and icing on everything was just normal, no?



A smile towards Salander, if it wasn't for the Slytherin boy then he'd never find out about this party. Good, he didn't follow Fletcher everywhere he went, he was a sane fanboy. Perhaps he'd found out eventually, if he heard people talking and all.

"Thanks for letting me know" he said, with a nod, before Salander moved over to Merlin knows where.

Court followed Carter to the kitchens. She smiled. So this was the kitchens! "Never thought I'd say this but it's pretty cool in here" she said. Yep, saying that felt a little wierd.

joey laughed" its the packed rap in yellow gift rap silly.if you want know what is then you should open it.Its a something i sewed myslef.Thank you very much&yes i do love to cook.

'I'm Joey Starr",nice to meet you Treyen.Yes i do love to cook&i love food.I make Deer Jerky its really good but you prob havent had deer before she smiled.I go hanuting with my grandfather sliverstin she smiled.

Step one: Denial.

Evelyn needed to admit that she did in fact slap her hard. "Whatever." Destiny mumbled, leaving the grass on the floor for the moment. Or no, she would leave it there forever, so the house elves could eat it. They did eat grass, right? Ehhh, she didn't know. She wasn't a house elf expert.

Hopping back on the stool, she watched Evelyn was she started looking through the cabinets. Was she supposed to be doing something? She had no idea, but if she was supposed to, she was sure Evelyn would tell her..or slap her again. "I DO read my potion's book. You know, during class." Duh! She wasn't going to read it in her free time, pffft. That would be boring. "So we use scurvy grass to affect the brain. Can we use cucumbers, too? I don't like them and they always make me sick."

Turning her head when someone greeted Evelyn, Destiny immediately knew the boy as..no, no she did not know him. Sure, she seen him in classes, but that was hardly considered knowing him. "Yeah..hi right back at you." she said, giving a salute in return.

Scoff! Evelyn had other friends!

"What you mean by that I'm nonthing like rex"i just volunteered to eating puking pastilles,or thats not good enough for you i was just turing to help.

jumping up on the counter to sit between Brit and Em "I can tell the witch that made the one I had done ,and i was thinking bout getting Bubba somthing for his leg " reaching back to grab some cookies off the baking sheet
waving his hand in front of his mouth to cool the hot cookie he just poped in " Hawt ,,, hawt ,hawt ,,,, GULP can you do peanutbutter ones "looking for a cold glass of milk to cool his mouth down

"Yes I can Mikey"she took out her cook book and read the Ingredients
1 cup crunchy peanut butter
1 cup white sugar
1 cup packed brown sugar
2 eggs
2 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
1 teaspoon baking powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 1/2 teaspoons baking soda
she mixed the soilds and liquid,then put it togeather and use the mixer.joey put the cookies on the sheet and use a fork to smash it down.she put on
350* they will be out soon.

Rae looked at Destiny with a confused expression.... "Er... I'm partying it up.... What are you doing here?" Didn't it look like a party? Rae spent so much time on it, and if it didn't look like a party.... Rae might just discover her sadface tonight.

Then Evelyn was yelling back at her about ingredients or something... Even if they had ingredients... Neither of them knew how to cook the ingredients...
"Maybe next time you buy the groceries!..... And the pots." Rae didn't know how to shop. She knew how to steal... Different things... Never once in her life has she ever been in a situation where she had to steal a "good quality" pot... Not once.


Oh, Rae musn't have been paying attention, now here was someone speaking to her. She quickly piped up to greet the younger girl.. What a horrible hostess she was being.. "Oh I'm Rae. I'm glad you came.. Fletcher deserves a nice big party and.. Well people need to be here to make that happen.. So thank you." Rae was a bit worried in the beginning when it was just her and Fletcher... In her mind it was surely going to be a fail. But this didn't look so bad after all did it.




This kid..... This kid just cracked her up. Rae grinned at Sal, he was trying to sound convincing... Who was he really trying to convince? Her and Fletcher or himself? He downed a few butterbeers quickly... Whew... "Hey man.. Hold up on that alright? We still got stuff for later... " Wink wink nudge nudge. If he drank too much butterbeer he would be loopy before they even got to the good stuff.

He told her what she expected to hear? Was that a good thing?

Perhaps that’s what made this situation feel very uncomfortable. Because she had already expected him to say what he said about Cosette. As she looked away from him once more, the French man took a small step back, having been not really good with people who were upset. He could sit and listen and give his own opinion or advice in the nicest way possible, but when it was his fault, it was ten times worse. And this was definitely his fault.

"If…I wasn’t zo busy zis year I…" He would have noticed sooner? Then again, what would have happened when he met Cosette? Would it just have been worse? Would he still…

Taking that step back forward, he searched Rhea’s face, seeing the sadness there, and wishing it all away. He didn’t want her to be sad. He didn’t know what to say. Everything that he thought of would come out sounding like an apology, and she didn’t want that. Instead though, he held out his arms slightly, as if inviting her for a hug. Which he was.

A hug was okay, oui? Hugs helped with things.

Carter smiled. "Yeah." he said before walking over to a counter. A house elf soon greeted him and he asked for two cheesecakes. The house elf soon returned with the food. "This one is for you." he said holding out a plate to Courtney.

"What do you think of it?" he asked eager to hear her opinion.

Meep! It was SALLY!!

"Hey Salllll…erm. Salander." Teehee. Right. He didn’t like to be called Sally. It was something quite easily forgotten of course. She hadn’t really talked to him in awhile so…yea.

Meh? He didn’t know her best friend!? Or one of them at least. "Aw, right. Salander, this is Destiny. Best friend of mine. Or, one of them I mean." Obviously. She really couldn’t believe he didn’t know her. Like, everyone did, didn’t they? Whether it was on bad or good circumstance…

And apparently Destiny didn’t know Salander. WELL…they were just going to fix that now weren’t they!? "Destiny, this is Salander. He's totally awesome." Him, obviously. Yup, him, with the shifty looking bag and such. Perhaps a little...inexperienced with things like holsters and such, but he's still cool. Evelyn was soooo tempted to introduce him as Sally, but, well she wasn’t that mean. To Slytherins anyway.

Rolling her eyes as she went back to her bag, the fourth year quickly grabbed it before making her way back to her Slytherin friend. "Apparently not enough..." Say what? Cucumbers?

...

"Please don't make me slap you again." Ridiculous idea. "You don't see me putting down chocolate as an ingredient because it doesn't make me feel good. This isn't a personal puking pastille that we're making for you." Destiny would probably eat the puking pastille if she put chocolate in it. Hehe, not a bad idea, but Evelyn wouldn't do that. Not unless she had the antidote to it first. "So...you know what?"

Glancing around, the Slytherin moved closer to her friend, trying to not be all shifty like, but probably failing miserably. "We should totally move to the back of the kitchen. Less people to overhear us."

Gah, this girl was annoying Evelyn already. "Well, if you're willing to eat it, then thank you very much. It's nice to know that there is someone here we can go to when we want to experiment things on."

Hehe yup. Thank you for volunteering. "We'll make sure not to lay a finger on your cousin. Tell him I say hi, won't you. I haven't spoken to him in such a long time."

Like she cared. But the appearance of actually caring when she didn't was much more satisfying.

Pfft, Rae was crazy to think she couldn't cook. She COULD! Desserts. She could cook desserts, and Italian food. But noooo. They had nothing good for Italian food. Boring pasta and...just bleh.

"Fine! I think I will." OH Merlin. Not even fifteen yet and she had to do her OWN shopping!? Her life was so miserable!!

"Hey umm...Rae." Yush, you. Get over here please?! Gesturing the older girl to come over for a moment, Evelyn spoke up once more only when she knew no one was really listening. Why? Because she didn't like to talk about it to others, that's why. "Have you figured out a way around our...magic problem?"

Using magic outside of school? She was going to die this summer if she couldn't do that.