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jacquesthevamp 
Luce was starving. All this fitness stuff was awesome--her mom would be proud to see her not just lounging around--but it made her insanely hungry. She even already finished the first batch of granola bars her mom sent her.
So here she was now. Her hear a full mess of pixie curls, dressed in loose sweat pants and an anime t-shirt.
With a grunt and a rub around her stomach, Luce went in to hunt investigate.
Scrub…scrub…scrub.
Scrub…scrub…scrub.
Argyle’s ears pricked up as the portrait door sung upon to admit someone, her scrub brush stopping while listening. Didn’t sound like a fellow elf. Meant it likely was a student which got her all excited. Helping studenteses was fun and happy. Not dealing with the new professes. The house-elf hopped off her stool to investigate, noticing a young Slytherin girl from her spot around the corner of the nearest table.
“Can Argyle help Young Mistress?”