Shera had thought someone was joking when the advice to get into the kitchen was 'tickle the pear'.

She was wrong.

Somehow tickling the pear had in fact worked. And she was standing inside the kitchen with her stomach rumbling loudly. Well at least she was here now, and she was looking forward to getting some food. And meeting the house elves. She'd always adored the house elves that worked for her family.

"Hello?"