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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Beauden Wild
Gryffindor
Seventh Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Gillyweed Beery
Slytherin
Fifth Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Ousmane Diomandé
Hufflepuff
Fourth Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Rajan Patil
Ravenclaw
First Year

Ministry Department Head:
Franklin Paton
Law Enforcement

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Almer Toots
Transportation

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The fifth year listened as Logan stated all of his 'eating time', slowly nodding along to each one. GASP! "Wait.. you're telling me there's no snack break between dinner and supper?!" Keigh grinned at Logan playfully.

Once again Logan's reply didn't seem to surprise her. She did this a lot too. Usually she came in here for cups of hot cocoa but those were always made by Jude, Charlie or herself. When it came to snacking that was generally whatever was around or that she could get for herself quickly. "Fair enough.. but.. is your stomach leading you towards anything good today? Cookies, brownies, maybe peanut butter and jelly?"

Annnnnd there was the handle to the door. Finally! "I'm coming, I wouldn't be standing here if I had no intentions on grabbing something for myself too." She still had some time yet before her next class that she had to make it to.
The Gryffindor grinned back, not at all surprised that a snack break between dinner and supper had been mentioned. "That would depend on how heavy dinner was." For him, it usually was almost always heavy considering he normally had seconds or thirds.

What was his stomach telling him right now? To be fair, he hadn't thought about it a whole lot. Logan just knew that it was nearly time for elevenses, which meant that he was due for another visit to the kitchens. Now that Keighley was her and that door had been taking its sweet old time to appear, he supposed he might as well make a plan of action. "Those all do sound good. Maybe a sandwich might be good. And take some cookies to go."

"Nice." He gave the portrait-door a push inward, revealing the kitchens within. "Well, ladies first then." He was feeling gentlemanly today.
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