Simon patiently listened to Hadley as she nodded when each student suggested an ingredient. With each ingredient mentioned, the boy felt his tummy growl more and more. He took a deep breath, trying his hardest to make sure that no one heard the growls and that he could refocus on the class. Soon enough, they were allowed to make their own tacos.

FOOOOOOOOOOOOD.

Okay, one taco. Hopefully they'd be allowed to prepare another one later. So Simon headed over to where all the ingredients were laid out and picked up a plate. Hard shell or soft shell? Today, he didn't really feel like a hard shell so he went with the soft shell. Next, he carefully took a scoop of beef, generously placing it in the middle of the taco. Then he added a pinchful of cheese, some lettuce, a little bit of pico de gallo, and a little bit of sour cream. He finally reached the end of the table when he saw the hot sauce. Simon paused.

To have hot sauce or to not have hot sauce.
That was the question.

He studied the hot sauce for a brief couple of seconds before he decided to put five little drops onto his taco for Simon didn't want to burn his tongue off just too soon. "Thanks Professors!" he said giving both women a friendly smile as he headed back to where his belongings were located.

Then Simon rolled it up and then picked up the taco. Raising it to his mouth, the Slytherin took a bite and smiled as he chewed (with his mouth closed, of course).

Mmmm... That was really good.

He continued to dig in.