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Dan and Emma<3
Sigh.
Tiffany has never wanted to go to the hourglasses just because she didn't want to see her dearest house getting the least points and being at the bottom place. However she had to pass through whenever she wanted to go the hall and grabbed something to eat.
This time, she went here again with her stomach being totally empty. She was starving to death indeed. As she walking along the sideways, she noticed that someone else was standing in front of the hourglasses motionlessly and most importantly with a box of jelly beans.
Hmm. Great. Tiffany headed to the girl and stood beside her. She opened the box secretly and took a few jelly beans out. "Mind if I take some of these?"she beamed, ready to put some of them into her mouth.
After the two jelly beans she had just eaten, both with horrible taste, Gwen closed the box of Bertie Bott’s and held it in her hand while looking at the hourglasses. The blue one was rather full, and this made the Ravenclaw smirk. Though, she couldn’t change her opinion. There was way too much green in one of them. She was looking rather preoccupied at the four hourglasses, that she didn’t mind to pay attention to whoever passed by her.
The fourth year could hear a few footsteps approaching the place where she was standing, but she remained there, staring at the colourful thing in the hourglasses. Whatever spell was set on these objects to fill with the colourful things for each house, Gwen found it interesting. But then her thoughts were interrupted by a noise coming from the candy box she was holding. Gwendolyn drew her attention in that direction and was surprised to see a girl standing there. One she was sure she had never met before.
Raising an eyebrow, the fourth year looked at the other girl, who seemed to be starving.
‘Hello’, she said, trying to keep a straight face, though failing to do so. With a grin on her face, the Ravenclaw observed the behavior of the other student.
Did she mind? ‘Not at all’, she said and extended her hand in which she held the box of Bertie Bott’s to the girl.
Hmm. Anyway, with her luck that day, Gwen wasn’t really willing to try any more jelly beans. Though… it couldn’t get any worse. The troll bogey had to be the worst flavour. It just had to.