Ariana walked in Justin in tow and went to the slytherin table and sat in her usual spot "I always sit here." she said with a chuckle

" Okay, then I'll sit here." he said as he took a seat next to her and eyed the table.

The table dosent bite justin." she chuckled at the way he looked at the table

" oh.. no" justin chuckled " I was just checkin out the food"

"the food wont bite either babe." she said as she loaded her plate

Justin laughed at her jooke..." No it won't , but I will." he chuckled. then he began to filled his plate until it was mounded up with food.

Ariana looked at him "no you wont., but I CERTAINLY will." she said as she leaned over and lightly bit his shoulder

Justin felt something inside him change as she bit his shoulder. He cleared his throat then sort of squeaked a little as he tried to speak. " Ar--" He cleared his throat again.." Ari" he shrugged a little..." Not me , Love....the food.... Bite the food." he tried to play off as a joke when he really was intrigued by her bluntness.

Ariana couldnt help but laugh loud when she heard his voice squeak "i.. i im sorry!" she said in between laughs.

Justin laughed along with her. He couldn't believe that his voice had cracked like that.. He turned a bit red in the face from embarrassment. " Just don't do that again in here.... I'm already getting enough odd looks sitting here from your fellow Slytherins." he whispered to her. " But anywhere else is fine." he said as he winked at her.

Ariana looked around and noticed a few looks Ok, ok, i'll do it elsewhere then" she whispered to him

" thanks.... Later.... Definately later ." he whispered back to her before kissing her nose and turning back to his food.

Ariana smirked and went back to her food after he kissed her nose.

Justin just smiled as he went about eating his food. " Oh, where are my manners?.... Want some juice? " he asked as he reached for the pitcher of orange juice.

"ohh sureee" she said and held her glass to him

Having successfully snuck into the Great Hall, Emmanuelle headed straight for the Slytherin table. She had decided to leave her little message there, just for kicks. Beginning with dropping the burlap bag finally and opening it up. And then she started pulling out the organic matter piece by piece and using a sticking charm to attach them to the top of the table. It took awhile (about an hour and a half) for it to begin to take shape. And another hour and a half after that to be completely finished. When she was done, she took a step back to see what it looked like. It actually looked good!

The message read: The Herbology Task Force is watching you. Respect the Flora!

Hunter walked down the Great Hall and over to the Slytherin table wearing the darkest shades of clothing he could find without looking like some burglar or anything. Why was Hunter so obsessed with dark colors today? Because he had to carry a pink gift bag along with him for his dearest cousin. He swore he would never again offer to buy the girl something whenever she was mad at him. As if it didn't take long enough for him to figure out what to buy her, he had to ask him mother to buy and wrap it for him because how else was he to get it taken care of? And then, of course, he FORGOT to give it to the poor girl so today was the day he had to look his manliest while holding the GIRLIEST looking bag in the world. 'The things I do for my family.' Hunter sat down on the bench towards the middle of the table and hid the bag under it. Maybe no one had seen it from across the room?

Hailey had just woken up and had somehow forgotten to check the status of her curly locks as she got dressed. So, her hair looked like a tornado had hit it--but only from the side she slept on. The poor girl yawned and wondered why on earth Hunter couldn't have met her for lunch or something. She needed her beauty sleep, as did he, she was sure.

However, since she was already awake and had successfully managed to wipe all traces of her toothpaste from her mouth (unlike LAST time), she happily skipped to the Gryffindor table only to find it empty. Hmmph, now where was he?
As Hailey scanned the Great Hall, she spotted a rather bright PINK something peeking out from under the Slythie table. Her eyes moved a few inches to the right and spotted her fabulouis cousin, who was sporting all black. Her eyes repulsed at his wardrobe choice but the excitement of her present overpowered it. Trying not to squeal too much, Hailey made her way over to his table and took a seat next to him.

"HUNTERRRRR!" She said loudly. Her voice reverberated around the whole hall since it was pretty much empty--it was perhaps too early for people to be getting breakfast. "I've haven't seen you in a long time!" She said with a gargantuan smile. In fact, Hailey was pretty sure the last time she saw her cousin was last term, before their summer holiday. Tut tut!

"So. Where is itttt?" She asked, batting her eyelashes, though she already knew.

Mouth full of eggs and toast, Hunter scanned the table for anything more interesting to eat. Plenty of cereal but what he needed was something with a little more protein. He looked up and down and tried looking over at the Huffie table that was in front of him but could only find bacon which he was NOT in the mood for. It was no wonder why no one ever got up for the breakfast, they didn't have good enough meat! And just as he was going to chug down a bit of orange juice, he heard his name echoe throughout the huge hall and he knew very well that the person yelling his name was all Hailey. What a way to wake up a room full of half-awake students.

He stayed facing the opposite end of the hall and hoped maybe she hadn't seen him yet, he WAS wearing all dark colors anyway. He loved his cousin, he really did, but he had a feeling that what he had gotten her wasn't exactly what she would be expecting. Probably why he somehow managed to forget the gift in the first place. When she ran up to the table and sat next to him though, he knew that she had found him. "Good morning, darling. I would show you the same excitement if I didn't mind the rest of the people in this room hating me for being so loud."

Before answering Hailey's question, Hunter stared at this one spot of her hair that was part flat and part sticking into this one weird direction. "Did you even bother to attempt making it look like you combed your hair this morning?" He understood very well that Hailey hated waking up early but she could've ran a brush through her hair seeing as she had enough time to get all of her clothes facing the right way. Not that he knew if she ever had worn clothes facing the wrong way but he was almost positive that it had happened to her before.

"Right, well, your gift is right here." He pulled out the gift bag but didn't hand it over to her. "It's a little different from what you were expecting and, for that, I am sorry." Maybe she would decide she didn't really want it and she was just glad Hunter had thought to buy her something in the first place!

Theodore rubbed his eyes as he made his way to the Great Hall. The boy had been sick all week with the flu, and he was still recovering. He even had to miss the first Quidditch match because of it! So, equipped with his Slytherin scarf and woolly hat, he entered the big room to meet Mordred.

HIS BRO.

That's right... Theodore had a brother that no one else knew about. He sat at the Slytherin table and rested his head onto the table.

His face hurt.

Sitting on his favorite spot, was a boy wearing his school scarf and woolly hat, face down. He wanted to point a finger and start to yell at the person who claimed his spot and make him return to the dungeons. Besides, sleeping was done in the dormitories, not in the Great Hall.

But before he can do so, his stomach grumbled demanding for food. Morded made a face and sat beside this boy. “You’re on my seat, y’know.” he asked as he got himself food. Lots of it. Maybe he shouldn’t be too rude. This guy might be nursing something terrible. A heart ache? Nah, he’s too young—and small to be doing that kind of drama.

“What’s the matter?” he asked as he surveyed him while the food on his plate was starting to pile up. He recognized that this boy must be Theo. He doesn’t know much first year Snakes anyway...

Theodore's head was getting a bit sore from resting it on the hard table, but it was no matter, because he soon drifted off into sleep. Shocking, really. The boy had been in bed for about three days now, and now was the first time he had emerged. SO WHY SLEEP?!

The person who sat next to him went completely unnoticed until they spoke. Theo made a grumble and slowly lifted his head.

Adjusting his vision for a moment, his red eyes looked to his side and OH, it was Mordred. That was fine. If it was a Ravenclaw who had woke him, real BAD STUFF would go down. "I'm sick." He said simply, eyeing Mordred's food with disgust.

BLEHREHE.

Well, really... the main bad stuff had gone. As of now, he was just cold and extremely tired.

So it was Theo. Mordred smiled then instantly gave him a disgusted look when he saw his eyes. He stopped piling his plate with food and turned his attention to him. “Do you want me to take you to the Healer?” he asked completely forgetting the Pepper-Up Potion he was carrying. He too felt that a flu was coming up because of the sudden change of weather.

Mordred started to eat the food on his plate and eyed his brother. “You missed the Quidditch match against the Badgers.” He said shrugging. It was no big deal though, because one: they won, and two: he also missed the game.

“You need to eat something, Theo.” He said in a stern voice sounding a lot like his own dad. He started to eat the hot corn and crab soup that he got and noticed that the boy must be cold. “Soup?” Yes. That should help.

Theodore vigorously shook his head, "I don't like doctors." He didn't like ANYONE like that, not even dentists. So, whenever the boy did get ill, he usually just suffered with it. "Besides, I'm past the worst of it, I think." He rested his head on the table again.

Yea, he was no better.

"I knooooooooooooooow, don't remind me." He whined. "I heard we won, though." Theo would be more excited if HE was a part of the big win. As selfish as that sounded. "What happened to Professor Vindictus?" Cos no one had actually filled him in, he had just heard some kids gossiping on his way to the Great Hall...

"No, no, no." He made a face at the soup. Nope, not hungry at all.

WHY did he come here? To the place where FOOD was?

This kid’s impossible. “You look like you’re going to die.” Okay, Mordred was exaggerating. He didn’t want Theo to die, of course. He was secretly getting paranoid—what if he just fell unconscious..and by the looks of it, it was just the two of them huddled at the far end of the table.

“Yes, it was an intense game!” he said as he eyed Theo half grinning. He didn’t get to watch the game, and thought it would be fun to tease him. “Oh and Vindictus? Yeah, he fell off his broom after he blew the whistle.” Mordred finished the soup and started to eat his Reuben Sandwich. “Weird, isn’t it? The Flying professor, fell off his broom.” Chew. Chew. Swallow. “Something’s not right.” He nodded and continued to eat as he eyed the Ravenclaw table. It was pretty empty too.

He placed the sandwich on his plate and started to look for that particular candy Theo loved. “Someone wants to say hello.” Mordred placed the Chocolate Frog Box near Theo’s face.

He then placed the vial of Pepper-Up potion near his goblet. He will force Theo to take it since it’s his only option now to get better.

“Are you cold?” he asked as he unclasped his cloak and placed it beside him. All the eating’s making him feel a lot warmer.