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Goblinfrog 
Tickling the pear was one of the things Alice derived pleasure from the most on her occasional trips to the kitchens. It was more refreshing than saying a password and hearing the pear giggle was oddly satisfying. Not that the self-serious professor was about to start laughing with the pear - that would be a bridge too far.
She was headed down to refill her bowl of pears and apples that she kept in her office. Normally the house elves would have refilled it, but she had requested them to allow her to do it herself - she needed the walk for exercise along with her usual Yoga routine.
While she walked, she couldn't help but to glance around at the corridors she passed to make sure everything was in place. She was naturally a very ORDERLY person, and this was her doing her usual checking to make sure things were ship shape. She was just about to enter the kitchen, when...
"Patrick Dooley!" she snapped, just as the Slytherin boy was rushing towards her. He probably hadn't seen her coming or he wouldn't have been running, right? "Don't run in my presence." Then she walked past him and continued on her journey to the kitchen.
"What the-?!" Her eyes bulged angrily as she took in what she was seeing. Stella was standing in front of the place where the pear was supposed to be. She was looking rather anxious. "Ms.Starson!" She strode over to stand by the Gryffindor girl, her eyes still where the pear was supposed to be. "Do you what happened to the pear?"
Looking at the portrait where the pear was suppose to be she frowned slightly, now how was she supposed to get into the kitchen now? Oh... boy this was going to affect alot of students, not just her that comes and gets a snack just like she did. Was this some kind of punishment again for sneaking snacks back to the common after meals? If so that was just mean, everyone deserved a snack between classes and after a long day of doing homework and studying. She guess the house elves would just have to visit them in their common rooms, poor things that was more work for them to do.
Looking at the portrait she jumped slightly at Professor O'hara's voice. Looking at from the portrait to her she shook her head.
"No ma'am I don't, I came here to get a snack after studying and it was like this, I have no idea what happened. " she said eyeing the portrait again. Who or what would eat at the portrait of fruit? she couldn't wrap her head around it, but then again alot of weird things been going on lately around here.