"Well, that's good." she nodded a small smirk appearing on her face. "You don't tell anyone about this, and I won't tell the professors and twist the story in any way." Simple as that!

Raising a brow at the third year, her smirk widened when a thought occurred to her, however it disappeared rather quickly into a frown at the mention of Carter dating a Slytherin third year. She would have been insulted that he suggested she was the one dating him if Josh's face hadn't suddenly popped up into her mind. Gotta be nice. "Oh, umm...no." she said quietly, adjusting her sweater before looking back up to him. "He's dating my friend, Marie." Gah, he was friends with Carter. That just made the situation slightly worse. Way to go Evelyn! Saving someone who was friends wit-

"You're a Gryffindor I presume?" she asked, having just blurted it out before thinking. What a stupid question. Pfft, of course he was a Gryffindor. Would have to be awfully brave to be friends with Carter. "No, I know. I'm sorry. You aren't unimpressive. I'm just, oblivious to some...well most people around me."

Patroclus let a laugh escape, Evelyn was witty, and he liked that in a person. "Well you have me there."

Patroclus could sense Evelyn retreating at the aspect of her being Carter's plue one. A smile that had been there was rapidly disappearing, so he tried to salvage their converstion "I have hardly spoken to Carter all term, you could probably tell me more about him recently than i would know". He notcied that that she was upset by this topic, and he didn't want to upset her, beacuse he was finding himself to find Evelyn more and more interest, definately someone to have around as a friend.
And finally she had brought up a topic he was trying to avoid, Houses. "Why yes I am a Gryffindor, you not a Slytherin that hates all our guts I hope?" he commented with a cool smile, "because I for one, and not someone who jugdes on house bases." He didn't like the rivalries between reds and greens, to him they were all just one big house, sleeping in seperate rooms.

What do you know?! He wasn't a great friend with Carter which was a plus. "I don't think I'd be able to tell you much even if I wanted to." she said, her smile reappearing slightly as she shifted her weight to her other foot. It was true, having been avoiding Carter as if he had dragon pox since she found out he and Marie were dating was tough work. But sometimes, it was inevitable to be around him if she wanted to hang with Destiny.

Her fears were confirmed when he agreed with her. A Gryffindor. "Well so far I've only found two worth my time." she confessed, crossing her arms. "And...the other end of the list just, keeps stacking up. I'm not fond of your house, but I'm not so against it either. You lions just keep surprising me everyday." Which was quite entertaining at times. And others...it was just downright annoying. "However, I do, respect the fact that you do not believe in house rivalry. It seems to be the trend going on here nowadays isn't it?" And even herself was falling for it as well. Oh how horrified her parents had been.

Looking at him a little closer, a slight memory jostled in her mind, but it disappeared as quickly as it came. She had seen him before hasn't she? "I know we have a few classes together and the Muggle Studies thing and we just introduced ourselves, but...do I know you? I know you from somewhere before..."

“Only Two?” Patroclus queried, pulling his hand through his hair, feeling that it was dry, and perfectly messy, “Well hopefully I can make it three!” He held a stern face for a moment then burst into laughter, “I am joking, geez, that was like some stupid pick up line, from a bad RomCom” He was praying she had not taken that line seriously; they had only just met, well started to talked anyway. “So who are these two colo- transcending Lions, that make the rest of us look bad,” he joked once again, “I have hardly any close friends in my house” – I should work on that he thought to himself.

He had hoped she would have forgotten, but it seems, something’s can never be completely erased, as she probed him for answers, the memories he had from he end of their second year came flooding back; the bangs, the smashes, the ropes, Patroclus flying through the air, at the hand of a three wanded Evelyn, he trying to help the others save Her and Destiny from themselves.
“I was unsure whether or not you would remember, but…” he was struggling to find his words again, how can you tell someone you beat the living pulp out of each other, and only you remember it, “last year I was one of the students who tried to help find your way back, when… you know, all that happened” he waved his hand through the air, as if he was the battles would appear in his outstretched palm.

RomCom? What was that? Some Muggle thing? Weird muggle thing...

However, she snickered slightly about the mention of it sounded like a bad pick up line. She didn't know why it was funny, but it was...and it made her feel slightly guilty for some reason. Pushing that feeling away though, she uncrossed her arms and nodded. "Well, Joshua Carter for one is...one of my friends, and just recently, I ran into a first year Gryffindor by the name of Nicole..." Wait. "Nicolette, I mean. I don't know her last name. You should...make friends with them. They are really nice."

But, all thoughts of Gryffindors fled her mind when he started to speak of what happened, and even afterward it still was not quite so clear to her. Find her way back? When all that happened?! It wasn't specific enough to really get a clear picture of the events that took place, and it was...frustrating! "You know what?" she asked, realizing that she was becoming rather angry and calmed herself down in a moments notice. "The past is the past. So, whatever I did, or you did, I... a new start would be better right? Forgetting what happened last year, would be...better."

At least she hoped it would be better. Would save a lot of time feeling as if she were in a dark hole and couldn't find the way out.

"Well is they have earned your seal of approval, i shall seek them out in the common room." Most people would probably find it highly amusing that here was a Gryffindor, getting friend suggestions from within his own house, from a Slytherin. But Patroclus liked it, he had always gravitated to people from the other houses, for it was the difference between the house that made them special. And maybe that was why he was really enjoying standing here chatting with Evelyn.
However as her face started to cloud as he forced her to relive that dark time, he felt great remorse. In a small voice he uttered I am sorry, he casted his eyes down to the floor, he could not bear to see the torment, she would have to o through to try and remember any of what had happened. But he flicked his head up fast as Evelyn offered a clean slate, "I thinking forgetting is a great idea" His smile was beaming from ear to ear.

"So tell me more about Miss Flores, what do you like to do when we are not in class for example?" Patroclus was enjoying her company, he hoped she was enjoying his.

Good! He should befriend Josh and Nicole. Her own friends that are friends with...her friends...are always good. However she knew Patroclus would probably not end up being friends with her like she was with Destiny, since the whole not believing in rivalry thing, but it was a start.

Clearing her mind of the unfortunate events of the term before, the hazel eyes Slytherin smiled just the slightest for a moment before answering. "My life isn't all that exciting." she said, not really believing she was once again, standing here with someone she barely knew and having a decent conversation. Why was it always with Gryffindors this happened? "When I'm not with friends, I'm usually either studying or running." And she had been running A LOT this term. "However, i did find a fascination of cooking over the summer. So I've been doing a little of that this year."

Yup, not all that exciting. "How about you...Patroclis? Is that right?"

'I can this being the start of a wonderful friendship' Patroclus thought to himself, the statement sounding oddly familiar, 'perhaps a movie?', he thought, he did enjoy Muggle Films. Pushing that aside he focused once again on Evelyn and his conversation.
"Close,Patroclus, Pa - tro - clus U,S" he smiled as he sounded it out for her, "A little crazy I know but I have come to love it...well like it anyway." he grinned.
"Running cool, well i am quite the outdoorsmen myself. I love swimming, thats where I just came from actually swimming in the Lake, was searching for Rune stones. I also enjoy reading and Hiking, or riding my Peagus when home,that is."

Patroclus couldn't help my smile, then blush. Their conversation felt really natural, easy. He could not help but thank the suit of armour that had almost killed him, for his savior was well on her way to being his friend.

"Patroc...lus. Oh. U...S." she said with a nod. "I see... Sorry about that." Chuckling quietly, she took a deep breathe, willing her cheeks to not turn red. It was just a misheard name! Nothing to be embarrassed over. Psssh.

"Runes. Ugh... I forgot about that assignment." So he was in the Ancient Runes class? Hmm, must have not noticed him. She did sit in the front this time after all. "You have a pegasus? You are so lucky. All I get is a moody owl that likes my brother better than me." And there was also Poof, but she bought her only because her owl was now her brothers. Oh who was she kidding. She would've bought that adorable kitten even if she had the owl.

Picking an invisible piece of lint off of her sweater on her arm, she found herself smiling once again from listing what he liked to do in her mind. Smiling. Something that still was so weird yet she found herself doing more and more often. "Any particular subjects you like to read about?" Reading was gooood.

Patroclus noticed that Evelyn kept smiling, discovering it to be infectious, be smiled smile. He really noticed her eyes when she smiled, and for that he blushed. Trying to focus he seized the opportunity to talk about his winged horse "Yeah, he is aptly named Pegasus, really original i know!, he laughed, hey he was only four when he chose the name, "It was a gift to me from one of my father's friends, he gave it me when we were in Greece, studying magical relics at Delphi. He is an amazing companion, however its a bit difficult to have him in Brittan - it's so hard to fly him, without being seen, so he lives in France at my Grandparent's palace, I mean place." It was after all a palace, but he didn't want to be come off as a snob, he cared nothing for social status anyway.

"You still have plenty of time for the Runes Assignment," Patroclus reassured her, "I decided to use stones from the lake, as I feel at home in the water, so hopefully the runes will work for me, however" He looked around, "I strugle a bit with Ancinet Runes, this is only my first year at taking it, so at the moment it is a little over my head," He said, as he moved his hand above his head, and made a 'shoo'ng sound."
Evelyn had brought up the topics of book, a discussion he loved, "I think its because of my Father, but I really enjoy reading great epics from ancient times, muggle and ancient alike, however so often you find Magic in muggle stories and they dont even know it! I also like reading spell books, especially DADA ones, its my favourite class, Truebridge is a great teacher," He gave her a nod, he was after all her Head of House.

Remembering that Evelyn said she had taken a liking to cooking, he ventured a question "So when will I recieve my first baked Goods?" He gave her another toothy grin. This girl has Patroclus smiling, and he could not stop.

Catching herself giggling slightly at his choice of name for the Pegasus, the Slytherin girl's smile faltered just a little as this realization caught up with her. Giggling? Glancing at the suit of armor for a moment as she quietly cleared her throat, she briefly heard Patroclus say something about Greece and grandparents, making her be brought back to the conversation. "Oh, that's neat." she nodded, unsure of what he was talking about for the moment, but not wanting to be rude and make it seem like she actually hadn't been paying attention.

"That's true...I guess. Ancient Runes is one of my more favorite subjects." she said after hearing that this was his first year taking it. "I've been taking it since first year. It gets easier once you understand a bit more about it." she laughed a little at his 'demonstration'.

"Magic in muggle stories?" Frankly, she was just kept away from muggle things when she was growing up, so these stories he talked about, she had no idea what they were. That didn't mean she wasn't interested however as hard as it was for her to admit that fact. "How can they not know that they are writing about magic in their books?" Shaking her head at the silly idea, a subtle smile once again reached to her lips at the mention of his favorite class. "DADA is rather interesting...especially with Truebridge as a teacher. You're right." The best teacher of course.

However, his last question, she couldn't help the small laugh that escaped her. "I'm a little baked out at the moment, truth be told. I need to take a break from it all." Too much baking in one year! "Besides, aren't you a baker yourself?" As from what she had seen from Muggle Studies club that is.

“Well if you look closely at most Muggle books, that are classified as Fantasy, you will find Magic! Even Pegasi are in book, books older than this very castle.” It was only at the end of his sentence that Patroclus realised he was talking about Muggles with a Slytherin, he hoped he hadn’t offended her, they had been off to such a great start and he was really enjoying chatting to her, he hoped he had not ruined it. In an effort to saving the conversation, he seized the topic of baking.

“Well I will admit I do dabble in some of the culinary arts,” he put on a snotty voice, but laughed to tell Evelyn he was kidding. Argh! Even his salvage attempt was bad; he was seriously confused about the mix ups that were occurring in his head. He breathed deeply and continued, “but I am not great, I am only good with simple cakes and cookies, however I would love to a great cook one day, so when I am older I can hold big dinner parties, with all my friends”. It was probably silly for him to do so, but in his mind’s eye, Patroclus was picturing a grown up version of himself chatting with a grown up version of Evelyn. He quickly snapped backed to reality, “But I must say, and this is only a theory I having been working on for the last minute, but you my friend are a Seer.” He waited to see her reaction, “A seer in the respect that you discovered a love of cooking over the holidays, and now Hogwarts is Baking Mad!”. It was true, in two separate subjects this year, cooking had been the main topic, but Patroclus was not complaining, he loved food! “What do you like to cook?”, he ventured, the image in his head slowly returning this time with the grown up Evelyn with food in her hands, presenting him with a dish for the party.

Shaking her head slightly at the idea of magic in muggle books, and them STILL not knowing what was sitting in front of them, it was just ridiculous. Proof and down on paper...and still oblivious to the fact that it was real. But what she didn't know was how in the world magic got INTO those books in the first place. "What I don't get, is how all this magic got into their books in the first place. And how they still think it's "Fantasy"? Where do they think these things come from anyways?" Imagination?! Pfft. You can't imagine a pegasus! Well, you could, but that wasn't the point she was trying to make...

Silently thanking the Gryffindor for changing the subject, since the topic of muggles with her wasn't a good one, she smirked at his tone of voice and folded her arms. He had a good reason for wanting to learn to cook, and she couldn't help but agree with him. It would be nice to learn how to actually cook food to hold dinner parties with friends. Well, for the few friends she had. Her mood however, both perked up and became sullen at the words 'theory' and...'seer'. Seer, was related to Divination stuff. A subject she most certainly did not enjoy. But his reason behind calling her one made her laugh. "I am no seer, believe me, and I was pretty surprised myself about how much cooking were in the lessons here at school. Definitely wasn't...expecting that."

Quickly going over what she had cooked during her time here at Hogwarts and what she cooked over the summer, she found the range of food extremely different from both times. "Well, personally, I like to cook actual food. As in pastas and such. My uncle was teaching me over the summer while we traveled, and even taught me a few dessert recipes such as cookies and cupcakes..." But, "However, I am just not able to remember what we cooked over the summer besides the cookies and...cupcakes. So, I'm stuck baking that instead." It was funny though since she wasn't much of a sweets type of person either. And here she was...baking them.

"What about you though. What do you like to cook?"

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Shaking her head slightly at the idea of magic in muggle books, and them STILL not knowing what was sitting in front of them, it was just ridiculous. Proof and down on paper...and still oblivious to the fact that it was real. But what she didn't know was how in the world magic got INTO those books in the first place. "What I don't get, is how all this magic got into their books in the first place. And how they still think it's "Fantasy"? Where do they think these things come from anyways?" Imagination?! Pfft. You can't imagine a pegasus! Well, you could, but that wasn't the point she was trying to make...

Silently thanking the Gryffindor for changing the subject, since the topic of muggles with her wasn't a good one, she smirked at his tone of voice and folded her arms. He had a good reason for wanting to learn to cook, and she couldn't help but agree with him. It would be nice to learn how to actually cook food to hold dinner parties with friends. Well, for the few friends she had. Her mood however, both perked up and became sullen at the words 'theory' and...'seer'. Seer, was related to Divination stuff. A subject she most certainly did not enjoy. But his reason behind calling her one made her laugh. "I am no seer, believe me, and I was pretty surprised myself about how much cooking were in the lessons here at school. Definitely wasn't...expecting that."

Quickly going over what she had cooked during her time here at Hogwarts and what she cooked over the summer, she found the range of food extremely different from both times. "Well, personally, I like to cook actual food. As in pastas and such. My uncle was teaching me over the summer while we traveled, and even taught me a few dessert recipes such as cookies and cupcakes..." But, "However, I am just not able to remember what we cooked over the summer besides the cookies and...cupcakes. So, I'm stuck baking that instead." It was funny though since she wasn't much of a sweets type of person either. And here she was...baking them.

"What about you though. What do you like to cook?"

“I think they believe that what we are is impossible, which makes us Impossible cool” Having been around quite a few muggles throughout his life Patroclus had witness their naivety firsthand, however it all boiled down to the fact that they did not want to believe.

“Sure, sure not a seer you say, you just don’t want me to know” Patroclus joked, harmlessly teasing Evelyn. In a whisper he muttered, “Don’t worry I won’t tell anyone” finishing his sentences with a wink and a wicked smile. Usually he would not joke with someone is this way, after only just meeting them, but being here with Evelyn he felt really comfortable, as if they had been joking for years.

"Myself, besides the obvious cakes, I have a real love for cooking Mexican. I like my food spicy,” it was true Patroclus had a tongue for chili’s and he loved the mixtures of flavors that accompanied Mexican cooking. “Well with your pasta and my Mexican we will have to have a cook-off, best chef wins!” A good contest was always fun, “Do you live with your uncle? You said he was the one who taught you too cook.” Patroclus hoped he wasn’t overstepping his bounds, he meant no offense, he was just really interested in the hazel eyed girl before him.

Bahaha! Patroclus was totally right! They were impossibly cool. However, muggles believing that what they were was impossibly, now THAT was just not possible.

"Oh, thanks." she laughed. "I was hoping to keep it a secret." Her being a seer...that was another impossible event and one that would never happen in a million years. For one since she wouldn't be alive in a million years, but it still would never be. "It must be the reason I'm sooooo in love with Divination class." Of course, she was talking in sarcasm, and hopefully the Gryffindor wasn't like Destiny who...almost didn't know what sarcasm was. Or knew when one was being sarcastic.

Mexican cooking? She had literally...never heard of such food. "What type of food is...Mexican?" she asked, extremely curious now that they were on the topic of foods. However, she couldn't help but shake her head and giggle at the mention of a contest. Making a bet against her wasn't such a good idea, although, she could barely remember how to make the pastas. But if she were given a few days to remember...hehe.

At the mention of her uncle however, her laughter slowly faltered until there was silence, until she sighed and wiped the random dust spot off of the suit of armor. "No, I...live with my parents." Which didn't seem very promising nowadays either. "My uncle only visits once every few years, and last year he invited me to travel with him. Surprisingly." Chuckling at the memory, Evelyn looked back up to Patroclus, her eyes shining slightly with tears that she willed not to form any further. Stupid emotions. And in front of HIM?! "Umm...well yea...he taught me to cook over the summer. I guess it's a big passion of his and he wanted to teach me so..."

Sore topic. But she couldn't think of another to change it with without making it too obvious. "Stupid dust in my eyes." she muttered quietly, rubbing them as if there actually was dust in them.

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Bahaha! Patroclus was totally right! They were impossibly cool. However, muggles believing that what they were was impossibly, now THAT was just not possible.

"Oh, thanks." she laughed. "I was hoping to keep it a secret." Her being a seer...that was another impossible event and one that would never happen in a million years. For one since she wouldn't be alive in a million years, but it still would never be. "It must be the reason I'm sooooo in love with Divination class." Of course, she was talking in sarcasm, and hopefully the Gryffindor wasn't like Destiny who...almost didn't know what sarcasm was. Or knew when one was being sarcastic.

Mexican cooking? She had literally...never heard of such food. "What type of food is...Mexican?" she asked, extremely curious now that they were on the topic of foods. However, she couldn't help but shake her head and giggle at the mention of a contest. Making a bet against her wasn't such a good idea, although, she could barely remember how to make the pastas. But if she were given a few days to remember...hehe.

At the mention of her uncle however, her laughter slowly faltered until there was silence, until she sighed and wiped the random dust spot off of the suit of armor. "No, I...live with my parents." Which didn't seem very promising nowadays either. "My uncle only visits once every few years, and last year he invited me to travel with him. Surprisingly." Chuckling at the memory, Evelyn looked back up to Patroclus, her eyes shining slightly with tears that she willed not to form any further. Stupid emotions. And in front of HIM?! "Umm...well yea...he taught me to cook over the summer. I guess it's a big passion of his and he wanted to teach me so..."

Sore topic. But she couldn't think of another to change it with without making it too obvious. "Stupid dust in my eyes." she muttered quietly, rubbing them as if there actually was dust in them.

Evelyn’s sarcasm dripping dig at Divinations was not missed by Patroclus, and he decided that he would not bring it up again… or only if he was tearing the subject to shreds, but he would admit he didn’t mind the subject.

Patroclus sometimes forgot at how sheltered other magic families were, but then again, not all of them had an adventurer as a father. The Hudson family had lived in Mexico, but it was evident that the Flores had not. “Mexican is the food that comes from Mexico, its full of hot spicy flavors, done with meat, chicken or beans. My favourite dish is burritos! Its when you have spicy mince served with cheese, fresh salads and vegetables wrapped up in a torti…… piece of flat bread ” Just thinking about it had Patroclus mouth watering, he wanted to run to the kitchen and ask a house elf to prepare some for the whole school, but a better idea occurred to him. “Well I know, one day I will make you a Mexican spread! We can have a little party!”

Patroclus’ worst fears were confirmed as Evelyn’s eyes welled. She thought she could brush it off, and play cool but he had noticed, but for her sake, Patroclus was not going to push the topic, her mouth was saying one thing, but her face another. So he took the focus off her, and grilled himself, “Cool, well I have traveled a lot myself” he heard the words leaving his mouth and they were sappy, but he didn’t care if it meant Evelyn was okay, “Actually, I don’t know if you would call it traveling, as in fact my brother and I have grown up around the world. This term has been the longest my family has been in England, since when my mother fell pregnant with my brother, and he now works at the ministry, so there’s an indication of how long it’s been.”

Mexico. Obviously somewhere on the other side of the world since she didn't know of any place around here that was called that. However, hearing what kinds of foods they had, she was becoming more and more interested in the place. "That, actually sounds good." she said, more than a little hungry now. When was the last time she ate? Well, at least her stomach wasn't making any loud noises.

"That would be nice." Nodding at his suggestion of someday making her food, she couldn't decide if it was a good or bad thing agreeing with him. Eating something someone else made for her... that wasn't her house elf or her uncle. She still had a hard time eating the food here at Hogwarts without panicking.

Thankful for the change of topic, Evelyn cleared her throat quietly before listening intently to what he was saying, hoping to get her mind off of her uncle. "You are lucky. Being able to travel and move around like that." She was excited and happy enough to be traveling around with her...uncle...and would have liked to have kept it that way, but alas, she had to return to school. "Though I imagine it would be a little tough, moving around all the time. Do you know how long you are going to stay here?"

“Oh it is, finger licking goodness!” Patroclus grinned; he had to push the thoughts of Burritos from his head, “Well you just tell me a time and place! You can bring friends if you like!” Patroclus was more than happy to cook for a group, the Burritos were quite simple, and to get to know Evelyn’s friends would be easier on a full stomach. “And you can watch if you like, just to make sure I am not poisoning you” he laughed he was definitely not poisoning her, but it was fun to stir her up.

“Lucky in a way, but being on the hand gets hard, to do this, making friends that is,” His life though very enjoyable and exiting had been devoid of prolonged contact with anyone, always on the move he had never really had a chance to make any best friends. He thought it would affect him more, but it didn’t he had just learnt to remember all the people he had met, and count those as his friends. But so far this year had been different…

“Well at the moment we will be staying put, now that Prometheus has a job at the Ministry Mother and Father are more than happy for us to remain in London,” The Hudson family home in Primrose Hill had been unoccupied for years whilst they were on the road, but now it had become home again. “And if dad should need to leave for work, Mum is happy to let me stay with Prometheus and continue my education here.”

Bring her friends? How in the world was she supposed to explain THAT to them?! That she made ANOTHER Gryffindor friend when she had been clearly against them the past few weeks. She could, perhaps, twist the story around just the slightest or... "And have them steal all the good food? I think not." she said in a dramatic tone, clutching her heart as if it were an insult, however she smirked for a moment afterward when he spoke her thoughts. Yes, she would be watching his every move. To make sure the food wasn't being poisoned of course, and even then, he would have to take the first bite.

"Is making friends all that important anyways?" she asked, frowning slightly but not at all saddened about what he said. "I mean, you got to travel and see the world. A lot of people hadn't even been able to get out of their hometown, much less a few miles from their actual home." Like her, for example, apart from this past summer of course.

"Well, that's good. Gives you a break from it all, and I'd hate to lose a friend so early on." Hmm, friend. Were they friends? All this conversation seemed pretty easy and, he made her laugh. It wasn't such a hard thing to do to make her laugh this year, but at least in the past minutes they have been talking, there weren't any big disagreements, yelling, spells being cast at one another, or thoughts of putting him on the list. So, they were...friends. Huh. "So, you better stay. Or I'll be upset." And an upset Evelyn, no one liked.

Wait, she would be upset? Pffft. That must have been the hunger talking.

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Bring her friends? How in the world was she supposed to explain THAT to them?! That she made ANOTHER Gryffindor friend when she had been clearly against them the past few weeks. She could, perhaps, twist the story around just the slightest or... "And have them steal all the good food? I think not." she said in a dramatic tone, clutching her heart as if it were an insult, however she smirked for a moment afterward when he spoke her thoughts. Yes, she would be watching his every move. To make sure the food wasn't being poisoned of course, and even then, he would have to take the first bite.

"Is making friends all that important anyways?" she asked, frowning slightly but not at all saddened about what he said. "I mean, you got to travel and see the world. A lot of people hadn't even been able to get out of their hometown, much less a few miles from their actual home." Like her, for example, apart from this past summer of course.

"Well, that's good. Gives you a break from it all, and I'd hate to lose a friend so early on." Hmm, friend. Were they friends? All this conversation seemed pretty easy and, he made her laugh. It wasn't such a hard thing to do to make her laugh this year, but at least in the past minutes they have been talking, there weren't any big disagreements, yelling, spells being cast at one another, or thoughts of putting him on the list. So, they were...friends. Huh. "So, you better stay. Or I'll be upset." And an upset Evelyn, no one liked.

Wait, she would be upset? Pffft. That must have been the hunger talking.

“Okay”, Patroclus agreed, “It can just be us two.” It would be more fun that with just the two of them anyway, and Patroclus would only have to impress Evelyn, more people would mean more pressure.

“Of course friends are important, without them, when I die who will be at my funeral? Destinations can’t come to say goodbye. Never leaving home isn’t such a bad thing, if it is filled with people who love you.” The words poured for Patroclus’ mouth, he was so unaware that these feelings had been lurking within him. However it was good for him to let it out, and realize that he needed more people in his life. Patroclus’ heart could not help but swell, when Evelyn had called him a friend, and asked him not to leave. “I will stay, just so I don’t upset you”, on ‘you’ Patroclus every so lightly tapped Evelyn on the tip of her nose with his finger, it was a loving gesture, so he hoped she would not be angered by it. However it was a big risk, but it felt appropriate.

People went to other people's funerals? Well that was definitely news for her. "Well I guess it depends on the person. I know there are probably a lot of people who can only dream of traveling, but I see what you mean." And if their home wasn't filled with people who loved you? Then traveling was the next best thing!

Smiling as he said he would stay, so he wouldn't upset her, it faltered in the next split moment. Almost like slow motion, she could see his hand raise and enter the outer boundary of her personal bubble, and in a blink of an eye, it broke through to the inner layer, and finally, made a crash landing on her...nose? What in the world? A few seconds later as she stared wide eyed at him for a moment, she found her hand had already been reaching towards her wand out of instinct.

No, no, don't do that. He didn't do anything. She just...needed to wash her nose thoroughly before doing anything else that day. "Soo..." she started, glancing once more at the suit of armor as if it were planning to fall again, before taking a tiny step away from it and Patroclus. "Just in case things don't work out though, when..." did he want to cook? That sounded lame, even coming from her. "This cooking thing..."

Hopefully he understood what she was trying to ask.

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People went to other people's funerals? Well that was definitely news for her. "Well I guess it depends on the person. I know there are probably a lot of people who can only dream of traveling, but I see what you mean." And if their home wasn't filled with people who loved you? Then traveling was the next best thing!

Smiling as he said he would stay, so he wouldn't upset her, it faltered in the next split moment. Almost like slow motion, she could see his hand raise and enter the outer boundary of her personal bubble, and in a blink of an eye, it broke through to the inner layer, and finally, made a crash landing on her...nose? What in the world? A few seconds later as she stared wide eyed at him for a moment, she found her hand had already been reaching towards her wand out of instinct.

No, no, don't do that. He didn't do anything. She just...needed to wash her nose thoroughly before doing anything else that day. "Soo..." she started, glancing once more at the suit of armor as if it were planning to fall again, before taking a tiny step away from it and Patroclus. "Just in case things don't work out though, when..." did he want to cook? That sounded lame, even coming from her. "This cooking thing..."

Hopefully he understood what she was trying to ask.

Oh No. He had ruined everything. Patroclus watched as Evelyn took the smallest step away from him, the tiniest in reality but a huge step in their blossoming friendship. He knew he had been silly to do it; he berated himself on the inside for his stupidity. He had moved too fast, and was now he was afraid she would freak out and run.

However Evelyn threw him a life raft. By asking for a date and time for the Mexican Feast, she was letting him know that there was still hope. And for that Patroclus was eternally grateful. “Well I can be free whenever you want it,” He smiled at her, a smile pleading for forgiveness, “I am sure that you will have to figure out a time when you can slip away from your friends, without raising suspicion, They may find your meeting with a Gryffindor a little peculiar.” Having only glimpsed the ways of Evelyn’s close group, he could not gage whether or not they were Lion-Loathers, like some Slytherin’s, but hopefully they wouldn’t mind so much, she had two Gryffindor friends, and they didn’t seemed to have been scared off.

"My friends..." she started with a small hesitant laugh as she absentmindedly wiped the top of her nose gently for a split second. "They probably won't even know I was gone, much less in the kitchens with a Gryffindor." Which was true in a way. She usually disappears from time to time to have a few moments to herself in peace and quiet. Like she was trying to do before she stumbled across Patroclus.

"Hmm, well, how about this weekend after Hogsmeade? Are you going there?" she asked. She was hoping she would have been able to hang out with Josh, but later on, she could catch up with Patroclus right? No harm in that. Then again though, Josh and his food...he might want to come along to.

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"My friends..." she started with a small hesitant laugh as she absentmindedly wiped the top of her nose gently for a split second. "They probably won't even know I was gone, much less in the kitchens with a Gryffindor." Which was true in a way. She usually disappears from time to time to have a few moments to herself in peace and quiet. Like she was trying to do before she stumbled across Patroclus.

"Hmm, well, how about this weekend after Hogsmeade? Are you going there?" she asked. She was hoping she would have been able to hang out with Josh, but later on, she could catch up with Patroclus right? No harm in that. Then again though, Josh and his food...he might want to come along to.

"Hogsmeade, Yeah I am planning to go, it will be my first time, so that will be fun" Missing years of school, meant he had also missed years of exciting school adventures, but this year was already turn out to be quite different.
"Hopefully i will bump into you, but if you see me coming and don't want your friends to see me scream like a bird and I will run and hide."He joked, hoping that wasn't to be the case.

"Perfect, well I will send you an Owl telling you what time!" Patroclus was really going to put alot of effort into this meal, after all Evelyn had saved his life! A perfectly prepared party was a very small repayment! "In the kitchens, you and me; its a Date!" he added the last word especially just to spook her. " Well i better get back to my Dormitory, have to get started on these runes," he said lifting the rune pouch, "It was lovely to get to talk to you, thanks again for saving my life! And I will see you around Miss Evely Flores." He bowed his head, and smiled, and in a subconcious move, ran his fingers through his hair.

"First time there? It's fun, trust me. Just...don't go anywhere near the Hog's Head. Not a great place to be." SHE definitely will be avoiding the building as if it were filled with spiders, that was for sure.

Snickering at his suggestion, Evelyn shook her head. "If they don't like you, then they'll just have to deal with it. I'm not going to have one of my friends hiding because the others don't like them." And they spoke a word about it, well...just hopefully they didn't. However, she was still a little concerned about herself having made note of Gryffindor situations before. Perhaps there was still time to fix that? Just, not with Carter...

Or Rex...

Or Rafe...Okay, no. She wasn't going to change things. Patroclus wasn't anything like the others so he was the one exception. Along with Josh. Her smile...once again faltered however. This time, for a very good reason. Date? Wait, no. This wouldn't be a date, right? Sure, he was nice and everything, and his green eyes were...brilliant...but she liked Josh! Who was, completely opposite of Patroclus. Wow. How could she not see that? "Umm, yea, and I...should probably start looking for something for runes." she nodded, speaking softly since she was still deep in thought.

"Don't let any more suits of armor tackle you. I might not be there next time." she said, mustering up a smile before taking a step around him. "See you later Patroclus."

Now to really find a quiet spot. Perhaps walking up all the way to the Room of Requirement would be a good thing.