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ChanceCoeur 
The downside of taking her new potion, was she was always hungry. It was a good thing that Noelle had friends like Althea and Olly to keep her full.
Heading to the kitchens, she hoped Olly received her 911 call for emergency cookies. His were the best. Even better than the house elves. Sorry, house elves. You did a brilliant job at ... your job, but there was just something about Olly's cookies that made them her favorite.
Tickling the pear, she headed into the kitchen and gave a look around. No Olly. Not yet anyways. Hopefully he wasn't too busy. Putting her bag on one of the tables, Noelle scribbled a note to Olly and sent it by birdie to see if he would have time to bake cookies with her.
In hopes that he would be around soon, Noelle started grabbing things that she thought he'd need. Like eggs, flour, and such. Now, she just needed was an Olly.
Olly hadn't meant to take a nap. But naps weren't often intentional. They just sort of...happened. So Olly had been curled up on his bed, a crumpled piece of parchment under his cheek and a discarded textbook upside down on the ground when he'd felt something tap his cheek. The birdie had woken him up rather suddenly and at first he had been a bit put out, but as soon as he'd seen who it was from he smiled and hopped off his bed. Hanging out with Noelle was better than napping anyway. Baking cookies with Noelle was one of the best things in the world.
His hair was still a bit ruffled as he made his way to the kitchens. He ran a rand through it before tickling the pear and stepping in. He grinned at his person and hurried over to where she was assembling ingredients.
"I see you got started without me," he said with a smile.
"What sort of cookies did you have in mind?"