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Symphora 
James nodded. "I see, okay sure. After we get our snacks, I'll hang out with you at your compartment, I think mine is in the middle somewhere," he replied with a grin. He hoped nobody else was in the compartment with them, less people equal less distractions. Most importantly, no kids trying to steal their food. He would growl at them if he had to. Nobody dared touch his sweets. Nuh-uh, nope.
Of course, he wouldn't do that to Althea or to girls in general. James didn't mind sharing his food with her. She was great to hang out with, and he planned on asking her out more often. Ya know, just as /friends/... "Oh yeah. I know you are, here..." he stepped behind her. "I let you order first," he smirked, giving her a wink as he did so. He didn't just give up his queue in the line for just anyone.
He thought for a moment before answering her. "Oh man, there are so many I want to get but I had to settle with just one cauldron cake and a small packet of jelly slugs." James shrugged, showing his limited amount of coins. "What about you?" he asked her back.
Althea felt her cheeks flush slightly, and she did everything she could to keep her smile under control. It was a complete failure, of course, but as this was a normal occurrence whenever she was around the Slytherin, she embraced it. "
I'll be waiting, then; and no one's sitting with me, either." And she hoped it stayed that way, or else it would be incredibly difficult to relax.
Something she appreciated about him was his thoughtfulness. He didn't
have to let her order before him,...but she appreciated the sentiment nonetheless. "
Thanks,...you don't have to do that, you know." But, she supposed that this is what "friends" did for one another, and for that she was grateful for a friend like him.
Shaking her head, she nudged him gently and took his hand in hers. "
Don't be silly, let me treat you. Get whatever you like." She'd convinced her dad to send her off with more money than he normally did because, well, she was his favorite and the youngest. Plus, he rarely turned her down when it came to her demands (as long as they were reasonable, at least.) "
I think I'll get some liquorice wands and cauldron cakes." Since summer was over, she could enjoy more sweets away from her mother's watchful eyes.