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Yaya 
"Oh, this will take you far than to Diabetes, Bolton." She teased back, poking him back and throwing him nutshells, hoping none would land on the pot. The good thing about making a mess there, at Hogwarts was that they could clean it in a few seconds, with magic. "But all this mess will be worth it. You'll want to tell the whole school that you made this by yourself." Because, her role there was only to help him, cough.
A few seconds it took for Louis to react and Paloma felt like running back to her dorm and under her bed sheets. OY. "I know, I should have told you, but I can't really remember a spell that could speed up the thickening of the mix..." Unless they consulted a potions-cooking book. She just hoped he didn't decide to bail on this.
Though, she would understand if the excuse was that he'd never trust her again, or that he had Prefect duties to cover that day.
“Good thing I like sugar, then. At least I’ll die happy.” The boy smiled at his friend, chuckling softly when she poked him back and threw nutshells in his direction. “Will I? It’ll be
that amazing, huh?” he asked with a raised eyebrow, lifting himself up to sit on the counter, beside the pot that magically continued stirring itself.
Louis lifted his chef’s hat to ruffle his hair absentmindedly, the way he usually did when he was thinking something over, as Paloma explained she didn’t know any spells that could speed up the thickening of the mix. “Hmm.” The boy placed the hat back on his head and looked off thoughtfully. “There must be a spell for that…” He turned back to Paloma with a small smile. “I think you and I are going to have to visit the library soon.”