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hermionesclone 
Hungry, he was.
Having spent the majority of the past hour trying to study Divination -- trying -- Alec made his way into the Great Hall and over towards the Hufflepuff table. His bag was still swinging by his side because the idea of dropping it off in his dorm and then coming up here for dinner and then heading back to the common room sounded... well... it sounded like it required too much walking and energy, something the boy didn't have or want to do. So... he had headed here straight away instead. From the library.
Setting his bag down on an empty seat on the bench, the eighteen year old sat down wiggling as he did so. Comfort, you know. With that down, his grey-blue eyes glanced around at the items on the table. Food... food... there was some lasagne nearby. Would that be good enough? He hoped so. Pulling that closer towards him, he cut off a slice and placed it onto his plate. Good.
Nom nom nom... where small hints of tomato ended up on the corner of his lips... nom nom nom...
The end of term sure seem to be coming faster than the seventh year could run these days. Asher did not like this one bit. Could he not go back to his first year? Well maybe not that far back. Third? Fourth maybe? Nah he would just take being a seventh year with only a few weeks left. He could manage. But still it was a bit unsettling to know that his time here was soon ending. Frown
He had finally he decided to make his appearance in the great hall for dinner. He scanned the hufflepuff table for Adeline. He had not seen her all day. And she wasn't here either. Strange? He scanned the table again. He almost headed over to the Slytherin table when he spotted the next best thing to his girlfriend. Summers! He grinned and trotted over to the lad.
lasagne? That was his favorite. Big surprise coming from the Italian, right? He flopped down beside Summers and turned to grin at him without a word. Just sitting there grinning. Awkward? A little.
"lasagne night I see!" Cutting a Romalotti size of the pasta dish. He chuckled his bro. Bro had a tomato sauce beard and mustache. Don't worry, man they would be lasagne face twins in no time. Nom nom nom.