The kitchen level she always asked herself why the heck she goes down since she knew she wasn't getting anything it never worked if house elves loved work so much why couldn't they just whip somthing up for her? She stared at the other girl that obviously had the same thoughts as her...that and she over heard her! She approached the girl! OH! she remebered her what was her Belice Bretrice... it was different anyway not very common! BEATRICE! Yes the girl she met at the carnival! It was sad she forgetting names already she was 13! ''Haiiii,'' she smiled oh it did smell nice over here

The kitchen was open to students just so tempting to go in... ''I see your in the same problem as I am, fighting the delicious smell,'' she smiled ''I'm LuLu we met once at the fair last year! It Beatrice right,'' PLEASE say it's Beatrice she hated when she was wrong she felt defeated and that wasn't the most pleasent feeling in the world

She bit her lip and almost glued her feet to the floor so... tempting mhmmm..