Omelette, if I see that watery scrambled stuff going on in the kitchens, I might lose my appetite and just stick to cinnamon buns.
Not everyone is as picky as you are Cat. But for your sake no yolks. Maybe some scrambled eggs or something.
Shut up and eat your chocolate frogs.
I don’t have any - I’ll have you know. Hogsmeade is coming and I’m going to need to restock. I am pretty hungry though… I could go for some eggs and bacon.
You know what, I almost turned you into a frog once, it was one time. That doesn’t mean it’s always going to happen, she’s just being overly paranoid.
Yeah is that what we call it? Once and almost? She has a right to be paranoid. Every teacher but Professor Galloway has a reason to be worked up around you.
"I’m in the mood for a chocolate milkshake. Oh and chocolate cake as well."
"Hm. Cake and shakes… tempting," she murmured. "Deal."
"I’m usually alright with my mind wandering between classes—usually." She shifted her weight, pushing the strap of her bag back up her shoulder. "It’s good to see you aren’t too injured, then."
"What if this was the vanishing step? You’d be stuck and someone could have kicked you in the head by now." Charlotte jutted her thumb over her shoulder as her lips twisted into a smile. "Yeah I’m tough as stone really. no harm done. Where were you headed?"
"Don’t spread the word around that you saw me in the library, I’m only here because I was failing and they threatened to kick me off of the quidditch team."
"This does little to surprise me."
"Someone fancy a trip to the kitchens?"
"Depends, what do you plan on getting? I usually got the good snack already with me."
"Now that sounds like fun, really get people gossiping."
"Well it’s a sure fire way to get drunk I suppose, we must play this at the next party."
"You can tell the younger years about how we even duelled afterwards to get them real worked up.
"It’d take a bit to get people to consider the idea. If a whole group of people relied on our banter to get drunk we might just plan the whole speech to get everyone plastered."
"I’m going to miss locking elbows with you." She pouted, it had always been a highlight for her whenever their teams played one another, Charlotte was incredible to play against. "Hey, perhaps I can accidentally bump you for old times sake." She grinned, planning on doing just that, it wouldn’t be a serious bump of course.
"We should name a shots game after you pair, every time you nail a sentence we take a shot."
Charlotte smiled a bit, a twisting feeling filling her belly as she thought of all the hours spent with her best friends. “Maybe we could one on one sometime and we could knock each other’s teeth in for fun.”
"You’d be plastered before four hours was up. If Scor and I are on the same wavelength that day then I’ll give you an hour before you’re plastered."
"Luck, I’ve never heard of it." Bellamy chuckled at the Slytherin Co-captain, it was sort of funny as they both held the same position just on opposite teams. "You have to tell me if he says it, I think I would cry with laughter if he said those exact words."
"Been kicking tail all these years on skill, It’ll be different now that I’m no longer locking elbows with the Chasers." Nostalgia crept up on her, as if the memories had happened twenty years earlier rather than just a single year. "After being his best friend for six years you really start to predict his words sometimes."