As she looked for the perfect spot, she heard Jessa and used her head to wave her over, both hands full of food and drink. "It's nice over here. The more the merrier!" She then noticed Professor Marchand piling his plate high from each table. "You are welcome to join us as well, sir! It's a mighty fine day for a pep ralley. GO Hufflepuff!"

She took a seat and placed her plate, overflowing, in front of her and chose a mac and cheese cup to start with. The gooey cheesy cup was fantastic and reminded her of a cross between baked mac and cheese and a grilled cheese sandwich.

Waiting only long enough for her mouth to be able to speak around the noodles, she turned to Jessa, "So, who do you think will win the Quidditch cup? I'm, of course, rooting for Hufflepuff, but all of the teams are looking great this year."

Just as she finished her sentence, she caught sight of the Bloody Barron. "Oh, no, I hope he doesn't come over here. He kind of scares me."