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DaniDiNardo 
Still, if she had more to share the Fourth Year wouldn't complain. If not, she had a candy bag loaded with chocolate frogs Wade had given her. Speaking of chocolate frogs, there was Alice! "Cap'n I'm bunking with you and Atole tonight. It'll be my last night with the little guy before we go off, okay? Great! Thanks!!" BEEEAAM. Had to get it all out before the girl had a chance to say 'no', which she probably still would.
Had Lex just invited herself into the sixth year dorm for the night? She raised her eyebrows skeptically, though Alice didn't really mind her company all that much. Cambridge was good people.
"You say it's for the cat, but I think you're just going to miss me." 'Course she was. Everyone was going to miss her, clearly.
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Hera "Gooooood evening!" she greeted a group that had formed, the food enthusiasts were they? Keen to get started perhaps? At least, judging by Abigail and the cookies they were. Not to mention Lex too had a sweet tooth, desert was surely on her radar.
"Hi professor." Hm. What was Bentley doing at their table? Not that Alice minded, she'd just never noticed if their head had stopped by before.
"Are you eating with us today?" There was plenty of room around, on account of it seemed like most of their house's graduating seventh years hadn't even bothered to show their faces at the feast.
They were probably crying or something. Pansies, the lot of them.
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Syd Oh. There was Ali. ... Wanting cookies.
Without a word, Jake opened the box and slid it toward her so she could grab one. One. He eyed her slightly - hopefully she got that message. He would share, but he did want some for himself. Plus, Anya would probably want some too.
"Hey, Ali," he said after a few seconds.
Yesss. Cookies. The lioness grabbed one
or four out of the box, giving Jake her best innocent puppy eyes as she did. Did those still work? Alice hadn't given them a go in ages, but they used to do wonders when she wanted him wrapped around her little finger.
And cookies called for that. They did.
"You're going to visit for Quidditch matches, right?" Because he had to. She'd decided.
"And I'll see you at the bank sometimes when I'm visiting Gran, maybe." Quote:
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Tegz Okay he couldn't take it anymore. He'd tried and tried to talk to her. Pleaded with the Fat Lady who had apparently been given instructions not to let him into the Gryffindor common room under any circumstances, tried to take his broom up to a window and been repelled from them, attempted to get first years and friends to carry messages, sent owls which had all returned with notes unopened, and even spent a couple nights literally waiting right outside the Gryffindor Common Room door.
.... not that he was stalking her or anything but for sure Alice was avoiding him. Worse than the plague even. Fifteen days of not even so much of a word. West had barely eaten or slept and there was a translucent hollowness about his features that underscored that. He wore his heart physically. He'd even been tempted to not even bother with his OWLs in favour of trying to get an Alice but it was like she was a ghost and wasn't anywhere at all.
Except she was here.
Surrounded by people, a mixture of people he liked and didn't like, that liked or didn't like him. Of course.
He approached from the opposite side, so she could see him coming, heart in his mouth.
Nibbling on her first cookie as a sort of appetizer for the meal to come, she idly listened to the Headmistress' speech. On time this year for a change, had Truebridge finally learned to count? Alice was starting on her second and mentally appreciating Penelope's baking skills when she caught sight of him, and her knife was on the floor in a flash.
Mumbling something about dropping her silverware, the sixth year dove underneath the table and waited for him to leave. And she was going to stay right there between Lex and Jake's legs until he did.