Danish number,uh, three? Was this his third? Hmmm...

Regardless of what number danish was currently in his hand, the Head of House remained a little off to the side simply observing. For some, this discussion was having the opposite effect he had hoped and were looking more glum than inspired. But, as was in the natural, rainbows could not form without the reflection, refraction and dispersion of light in water droplets, typically after a rain, and a little water droplets now and then never hurt anyway. Their moment would come because it couldn't really rain forever.

In theory at least. From a scientific perspective, nothing really happens forever. Although some things happen for a really long time.

But he was becoming distracted from his observations, because that was allhe would do for now - observe. Although the posture for a certain two Gryffindors had certainly caught his attention and Sir Nicholas' words from the night before began to sink in just a bit more deeply.

Looking towards Mr. Paton, Airey gave the prefect a small nod for the fifth year to go up and make his announcement whenever he was ready. This was all just food for thought, after all.

Speaking of food...come to his mouth you glorious danish!

Hope looked at Flamstead"I can help in the kitchen. I love baking and cooking. I can help the house elves and when I do cook always them a little extra. They deserve it. They work really hard." She gave a smile and looked around at the other Gryffindors. They looked a little bored. or maybe it was hungry?? Either way it looked like the meeting had turned sour.

Danish still in hand, the astronomer looked down at his sundial watch and swallowed what remaining bits of deliciousness he had in his mouth and glanced around the crowd. Since time was of the essence and he would not let students be late for their morning lessons - or morning free period depending on the student - Airey strolled back to in front of the fireplace to make the announcement himself seeing as everyone was too preoccupied with their own breakfasts.

"Thank you, Miss Messer," Airey saluted to dismiss the prefect to her own food. "With that food for thought, along with the food on your plate, digest all these thoughts and more as I have one final announcement. In light of the events of last night, I have decided that we will be going back to our roots as Gryffindors. Literally. With a little weekend retreat to Godric's Hollow. A sign-up with more information will be posted in the common room sometime today and you will need your parents' permission - even those of you who may already be of age. Your prefects and myself are planning what will surely be a weekend of heart pounding action and insightful reflection. I will be inviting fellow Gryffindor staff to come along as well to help round out the Gryffindor experience."

Aaaaaaaaaand...that was all he had for the time being. Save for what was left of his danish.

"Now, I am sure you all would like a few moments to finish up your breakfasts and get ready for morning lessons...so I shall leave you all to it," the Head of House concluded, giving Mr. Yoongi a quick glance at knowing that he surely the young man would want to say something to the crowd despite the professor's own departure. Perhaps Mr. Paton as well considering the Head of House had just stepped in to allow the young man to finish his breakfast comfortably.

Popping the remaining bits of danish into his mouth and downing what remained of his coffee, Airey gave the room a departing Vulcan salute and then made his way out of the common room and back towards his office. Still had a few things to fine tune for his own lesson.

Zeke was caught between contemplating his own existence and how wonderfully blessed everyone was because he was touching their lives, and between other peoples responses. It was interesting to note that some of theirs actually applied to him too, because HE was SO beneficial to the school, clearly.

Nevertheless, he tuned back in when Flamsteed rose to address them again. More Gryffindoring lectures?

No. Apparently not.

Zeke listened, his eyebrows raised to demonstrate the Professor had his full attention. Weekend retreat? Godric's Hollow? Heart pounding ACTION? ... He was in. SO in. All in.

Grinning to himself, Zeke sat for a moment after their Head of House departed, but then very abruptly he pushed himself off of the couch - hopefully jostling Timmy a little as he did so, because LULZ. "Well kids, it's been fun," he mused as he stretched his arms over his head. It was a hard life being a human pillow after all. "I'll catch youse later." He had places to be, people to see.

Being mindful enough to pick up his mug and plate, Zeke deposited them on the table as he went back up to his dorm to get his things together.

Where Amur tuned out, was where Flamsteed decided that her and Kaycee be the leaders for the Elf Project. LEADERS. For the ELF Project. It struck her like a hammer, and for the longest time she could only stare at Flamsteed. Flamsteed and his danishes. Truth be told, she kind of wanted to run up and hug him.

Truth be told, that would have been a very bad idea. So, it was good that she just sat there. Stunned. A stunned that began turning into nearly uncontrollable excitement. She wasn't going to call it the Lionization project. Not at all. That would be the first thing to go. Because the elves weren't the lions. They didn't belong to the lions. Perhaps it should be called the Lion's Elfinization Project. That made more sense, given the goals of the project.

It sufficed to say that her mind was working miles a minute. Even as she glanced over to her new partner and gave the other girl a big, wide grin. This. Was. Going. To. Be. Awesome!

And just like that, the meeting was over. With a trip. Somewhere. She'd have to ask Zeke later. They were going somewhere and surely it would be awesome. Things were just awesome.

But, she had to take a breath. Had to breathe. Had to calm down. BEFORE talking to her partner, otherwise her partner might think her purely nuts. Other people, like Zeke, understood. But she couldn't expect that of absolutely everyone. For now, she'd take the time to herself to get all her excitement out, and then and only then when she could talk slower than a hundred words a second, she would talk to her partner.

So, to help refrain from bursting at the seams, Amur did the only logical thing. She went and filled up a plate with food and began stuffing her mouth. There was no way the food was poisoned. Not now.

The “where” that Blaise asked made him think. Where could they talk without being interrupted? Nothing popped in his mind so quickly so he shrugged his shoulders. “I’ll contact you after classes” he said with a small smile. “No worries, I just want to clarify a few things” he thought of placing a reassuring hand on the kid’s shoulder but didn’t and walked away instead as the Professor began his speech.

As he walked back, saying a quick “Thanks” to Amur for complimenting him on his spell work during the feast, the Head Boy sat in the chair he had sat earlier next to Marsha. He picked up the toast from his plate and began to eat while he listened and looked around. So far so good. It seemed that everyone was listening and throwing in suggestions themselves, which was good. As the Professor began to make a list for the House Elf Lionization Project. …HELP…. Yoongi tried not to laugh at the fitting acronym. He liked the ideas except for the FREE THEM one…who would make his bed and make his food?! And he wasn’t sure about the cleaning WITH them either as most elves liked working alone or with their own kind….but other than that it looked good.

He ate silently, even when Candice had gotten up from her own seat and began her portion of the speech.

His eyes went towards Blaise for a second when he mentioned that he had, how had he said it? Very few talents that didn’t seem beneficial? He frowned for a second before he looked away. Seriously, the kid had so many talents, commanding and recruiting people were two of those.

As Candice completed her portion, Yoongi was about to stand up when the Professor began to talk again. Oh right, the Godric’s Hollow weekend retreat. He had nearly forgotten about that! Actually, this whole meeting was supposed to be only about that if the food fight had not happened. When the Professor got up to leave for his office, he caught the quick glance that was send in his and the other Prefect’s direction and he nodded.

When the Professor was gone, he stood up himself and held up his hands to get attention. Seriously, please pay attention, his speech was super important because Head Boy, you know? AHEM….. “Hi everyone, for those who do not know me, my name is Yoongi and I’ll be your Head Boy for this term and I’ll be working together with Candice and Franklin. If any of you have any questions or need help, please go to one of us or Professor Flamsteed, thats the man you just saw” he said, in case some first years had a short memory and had already forgotten who their Head of House was……”This will be my final year at Hogwarts and I do hope to leave this place with the House Cup but we’ll have no trouble winning it because when i look at you all I see a bunch of hard working, thoughtful and helpful people as proven by this meeting, who deserve that cup"he smiled, he wasn't angry anymore. The food and a good night's sleep had done their thing. " Also important, I’m amazing so that's double the epicness and this badge looks great on me right? right~” yes, he totally said that. “Now then” he clapped his hands. “Enjoy your breakfast while you can because classes will start soon so hurry up” Did Franklin want to say anything?

After Flamsteed gave him and Zeke his warning about their playful poking and the showing of skin, Frankie couldn't help but make smoochy faces at the boy beside him and wink. Oh, so someone had been down in the Lover's Lair before? Zeke, you dog! The blond opened his mouth to whisper something to his roommate, but the thought quickly fluttered away as the meeting officially began.

Knowing what the whole meeting was going to be about, the prefect was only somewhat paying attention. The food was incredibly distracting for the hungry teenager, and Frankie found himself unable to stop himself from enjoying its deliciousness. If anyone had been paying attention to him, they would have observed him eat more than his fair share. But a growing 15-year-old boy had to eat, and it would be a shame for any of that food to go to waste.

Speaking of food, that was what he could do for Hogwarts -- in particular, the house-elves. He would eat their food without complaint and stop any crazy kids from throwing it around all willy nilly like a few spare knuts. The first bit was easy, though the second one might still be a challenge considering the aftermath of the previous day's feast. But rest assured, dear lions, not a crumb of food would go to waste with him around. Especially the bacon.

Mmm. Bacon. Was everyone aware of how AMAZING it tasted?

Unbeknownst to Frankie, he missed his cue to talk about the Gryffindor retreat. He was sure that the Astronomer would have called out his name and brought him back to reality from his never-ending eating and breakfast-filled daydreaming. When the Head of House whisked by and Zeke got up to leave, the boy then realized what had happened. Oops...

He gave Yoongi extra attention during his speech and gave him a round of applause while he finished chewing the last of his bacon. There was a moment of silence before he finally swallowed and spoke to the pride sitting before him. "Aaaand I'm Frankie Paton, the Magnificent." He nodded his head at them all, smirking. "In addition to the House Cup, let's not forget about Gobstones. We've not won that since I was a first year, so it'd be nice to have that title under our reign again." Another head nod was given, though quite serious this time. "So, to recap everything: do good things for the house-elves; be a positive influence; work hard and play hard; get pumped for that Godric's Hollow retreat; and remember that food is for eating, not throwing. Stay awesome, Gryffindors!"

Cue the mic drop. Prefect Paton out!