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"You're welcome," she said, taking a proper bite of her toast. Mmm... chocolate! She closed her eyes to savour the sweet tantalising taste of one of her favourite foods in the world. But a shuffling was breaking through the cloudy layer that was her oncoming daydream. The brunette opened her eyes and looked down at the present that was sliding towards her. "Oh my days!" she said, "For me? Gee, thanks Caroline!" She leant over and gave the blonde a hug. "Oh oh oh! This one's for you," she said, picking up the present and handing it over, "Happy Christmas to you too Miss Caroline." Now... time to open her present! Kita opened the box and gasped at what was inside. She stood up, pulling out the outfit inside as she did so. "Caroline! This is..." And... she couldn't find any words to describe the gift or... how she felt or... anything! Caroline had finally did what her adopted mother had been trying to do; make Kita speechless. Gulping, the brunette let out a squeal and simply said, "Thanks for the best Christmas gift i've ever had Caroline." |
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She hugged her silly best friend back and smiled. "For me?" She mocked. She waited and watched as Kita opened her present first. She would be nice and let her open hers first. She smiled as Kita's reaction to the gift. Was Kita Speechless? Holy Merlin Caroline had made Kita speechless. For the first time. Well this was new......For a minute anyway before she started to squeal "You're welcome I'm glad you like it." Caroline laughed and nodded. She started to opened hers. Her reaction was much like Kita's reaction. She just sat there picking up each item. "Oh, my Kita, I love it." She half giggled half squealed (That must have sound really weird) And Hugged Kita. "Thank you, thank you, thank you." |
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Isobel skipped in to the Great Hall. She was so hungry. She spotted Nika and Mikey sitting at the Hufflepuff table so she sat down next to them. "Hey Nika, Hi Mikey." She looked around at all the food. There were so many choices, which one should she have? |
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Penny walked into the Great Hall, her stomach rumbling with hunger... Seeing Isobel, her quidditch captain, sitting up at the Hufflepuff table, she walked on over and sat down opposite her.. "Hey Isobel... how are you today?" |
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Jake walked down in to the Great Hall. He had no idea where Maybelle was; he was looking for her. Apparently she wasn't in there, but Isobel was. Jake walked over to the Hufflepuff table and sat down. "Hey sis," he said. "Have you seen Maybelle?" He said her name cautiously, because he knew Isobel didn't like her very much. |
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Wait, he has something for her? OOOOO, a present :) Maybelle took the box and opened it. A shiny charm bracelet with the letter "M" sat inside the box. She took it out turned it back and forth to watch the sparkles then smiled. "Thank you, Jake." She gave him a squeeze. "I love it. It's perfect." She opened the clasp and tried to put it on, failing several times. "Can you help me?" Maybelle asked Jake. |
Having had enough of his book and note taking, Damien wandered down to the Great Hall. Though company was something he desired as of late, he was greatful to see that there were few students occupying the house tables. He sauntered over to the Hufflepuff table, deciding on if he was actually hungry enough to eat anything. Getting something from the kitchens was too much work; he'd much rather use his own wand to conjure something up. At leaset that wasn't against any school rules. Sitting down with a sigh, Damien rested his elbow on the table, his head in his hand. Drawing out his want with the other, he conjured up a cup of black coffee and a cinnamon scone. |
*Feeling more than tired Matty walked down the table to an empty spot. He was soaked in water from head to toe. Why? Best to not ask. Resting his head on the table he saw a guy from his house conjure up some coffee and... was that a cinnamon scone?* "Is that what I think it is?" *The elves at the school could make some scones that were alright but none like his aunt Kayla made back home. And this blokes cinnamon scone smelled just like his aunts.* "Hey I'm Matty and... where did you get that?" |
-squish, squeak, squish, squeak- It was impossible to not hear the wet footsteps of a boy from his house walk over to the table and plop himself down, little purts of water going this way and that with a splash. Hmmm ... Pointing to the cinnamon scone, Damien nodded his head. "'Tis indeed," he said, Irish accent stronger than it normally was. "Learned to conjure them from my aunt. The only woman's cooking I'd ever eat came from her." Drawing out his wand again, Damien ordered up the same thing for ... Matty was it? Yes, that was his name. Picking up his coffee and nodding to Matty he introduced himself. "Damien," he said before taking a sip and making a sour face. "Never could get the hang of coffee, though," he added. |
FOOD. The best thing in this old castle in the blonde puffian child's opinion anyway. Sammy plopped herself down on the bench before looking at her watch then shrugging to herself. ANY TIME WAS GOOD ENOUGH FOR FOOD. Then piling stuff onto a plate and shoveling it in like |
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"Your aunt you say? These taste just like my aunt's. Your aunt's named wouldn't happen to be Kayla Gardner?" *Shaking he's head at the coffee he frowned.* "None for me, I would rather have a nice cup of tea... You keep to yourself don't you?" *The guy reminded Matty of himself that way. Both loners but never spoke to each other.* |
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