Adelaide smiled as Flamsteed compared baking to astronomy. It actually made it that much more interesting in her eyes. "When I was younger my mom always compared it to chemistry, which was the only muggle subject I was ever really that good at."

She started to hum to herself out of habit as she measured things out. It was nice baking with someone else, even if it was a teacher. But it was a fun and awesome teacher so that made a big difference.

Dylan led Blair into the kitchens. Ah, it was brilliant of him to have thought of getting ice cream. And eating it with a friend! What could be better? He and Blair had gotten along and became friends so quickly it was crazy. He had never made a friend so fast before. And, as odd as it sounded, he actually felt like he had known her longer than just today. Like they had already been friends. It was weird, but that was the way he felt. As he made his way to the freezer with her, he glanced at her and wondered curiously if she had the same feeling. He mentally shrugged it off. It didn't matter. They were both really good friends now, and that was all that mattered.

As he took out two tubs of ice cream, he smiled at her. "So, should we put lots of toppings and stuff on our ice cream and make a huge sundae?!" he asked, setting them on the counter. He was totally in the mood for a delicious, big sundae right now.

Eh, he was always in the mood for that.

Blair followed Dylan down to the kitchens. She had never been down here before and so tried to take in all of her surroundings. They made their way round the tables and towards the freezer. Blair could not help but smile. She'd been worried about making any friends at all at school. Yet here she was, getting ice cream with Dylan. She was so glad they had met, in such a short space of time she felt they had became pretty good friends. No longer did she find herself wandering the corridors alone.

As Dylan reached into the freezer Blair looked around the kitchens. Noticing several house elves busy at work. She eyed up the two tubs of ice cream, okay she was getting really hungry now.

"Yes that sounds awesome!" She replied excitedly.

"What flavours of ice cream are there?" she said peering over. "We should make them extra huge and add a little of everything."

She could just imagine her father's face now if he was here. It's not like he didn't allow her to eat candy, he just didn't want her eating a lot. Oh well, what he doesn't know can't hurt him she thought.

"There's tons of flavors!" Dylan said, gesturing to the freezer. "You pick whichever you like. I'm having these," he said, patting both the tubs of cookies n' creme ice cream. He probably only really needed one, but you never know how much is in them.

The first year next poked about the place, looking for some bowls for him and Blair. He had only been in here once before, so he still wasn't quite sure where everything was kept. Finally, he came upon where the bowls were kept and took out two, then grabbed two spoons. He rushed back to Blair and placed the bowls next to each other. He then began scooping the ice cream into his bowl. "What kind are you having?" he asked, glancing behind him at Blair.

Forrest wasn't expecting a hug, but his surprise lasted only for a moment before he hugged her back. He then took her hand, but didn't really give any of his weight while getting up. He was the boy and he wouldn't tire a lady to pick him up.

"Thanks," he said and took some before giggling at her. "Right." That thinking was safer on the floor. He wasn't going to question her Ravenclaw brain. He was just going to take her word for it and try it himself later because Ravenclaw logic was clearly better than his.

He copied her and sat on the most suitable counter to maintain an eye-contact.

Being the honest kid, he hesitated before answering her 'what's up?' "Well, we became the Quidditch Champions." He WAS smug and it showed on his face as brightly as sunshine. "Other than that..." He thought about Ella, Cutty and Fern and the action with them. "Nothing." He shrugged, though he avoided eye-contact too. Better to hurry to other questions. "Because owling is more fun." He grinned at her. He wanted her to feel some rush for receiving a letter.

"What's up with you?"

He sure wasn't wrong there, Blair's eyes widened as she looked in the freezer. She had never seen so many tubs of ice cream, there must have been every flavour imaginable in there. "Hmm which flavour do I want?" She thought outloud.

After several minutes of contemplating, Blair narrowed it down to two flavours. "I can't decide between these two," she said gesturing towards the tubs. "Chocolate brownie or mint choc-chip. I think I will mix and match, try a bit of both." she said as she winked at Dylan.

"Thanks," she smiled as Dylan placed down the bowls and spoons. With difficulty she began to scoop some of the chocolate brownie ice cream into her bowl, following this with a few scoops of mint choc-chip.

"Any idea what toppings you're going to have?" She asked.