Cornelius Rune was ready for dinner. He was there a little early, but so what? It had been a seemingly endless day and he hadn't had the chance for lunch, and he very rarely ate breakfast, so this was the first time he'd really gotten a meal all day. Scrambling into a seat at the Ravenclaw table, he hardly took a breath before starting to pile food onto his empty plate, trying to pace himself but ultimately failing as his stomach got the better of him. Bookbag left at his feet, he wasted no time in beginning to eat a large sandwich.