The easiest place in which to con people into eating charmed food was the Great Hall, obviously. Alice had arrived there bright and early, set on finding someone at her table to whom she could slip a snack. But first she had to charm an item, and the Gryffindor took her time surveying the choices before her. What was a popular breakfast food, hm?

She finally decided on a a simple piece of toast, working her magic on the slice located at the very top of the stack of bread. Her eyes glanced around to make sure no one was watching as she traced a circle in the air above the crust, muttering a "Sentio Somnium" under her breath. Ta-da.

And now... for a victim. Gullible lions? Who could she...?

"Tag!" Perfect.

Oh. Victim right here. Tag heard Captain Biter call out to him and he gladly went over to where she was sitting down.

"Helloooo Captain Biter!" Nice of you to sit down there. Perfect for Tag. He gave her a bright smile and set his mug of chocolate near him before leaning forward. This was very important business here. "Hey, Biter! Help out a Gryffindor. I made some hot chocolate for myself earlier, but I made too much. Wanna have the rest of what I couldn't finish?" Gryffindors were here to help each other. And it was always better when it came to food. Its what they lived for.

He gently nudged the mug towards her as he went to take a piece of toast. The boy held it in his hand and then set it back down on his plate in front of him. Then he quickly got out his notebook and quill and went to a particular page and pretended to be scanning the notes. Time to analyze her.

Tag knew Alice would of course want some hot chocolate. What would she be receiving in her experience? Just good ol' Biter flying around the quidditch pitch, practicing her moves and the what not that Captain's do and then, actual teeth would start chomping on her.

Heh.

Go on, take the hot chocolate Alice.

"Hot chocolate?" Yes. Yes, please. When was Alice one to say no to free food? Without even a hint of suspicion tainting her expression, she reached for the hot chocolate and eagerly took a sip. Mmm. "You make excellent hot chocolate." Truth. "Maybe you could do this after practice, too? Considering how cold it's been lately, it might be smart to start warming u-"

Was the room starting to fade? Her vision began to blur, and then more and more, until it was so fuzzy that the Great Hall wasn't in view anymore. Tag, who she'd been staring at before, had dissolved into.... her? What? She was on a broom instead of the table bench, holding onto a Quaffle instead of the hot chocolate mug... staring at herself? It wasn't even that startling until the Alice she was looking at came closer and promptly chomped into her arm.

The seventh year might have howled out loud. Her teeth HURT.

Wow. She really wanted that drink, didn't she? Was Alice even aware that Tag was incapable of making decent food or drinks? No? No. No matter. As long as Alice didn't suspect anything it was all right. Thanks for the making of the hot chocolate elves. And she definitely wasted no time in drinking it. Tag raised his eyebrows.

"Thanks, Biter. I really appreciate that compliment." Tag said, giving a big smile and pretending to act along the part. Warming what, Captain? The minute Alice's facial expression began to change Tag simply smirked. Yes, it seemed to be taking an effect on her.

He quickly clutched the notebook closer to him and began to write his notes on Alice's reaction to this all.

She looked rather comfortable, being up there in the air, or what Tag imagined was 'air' for Alice. Scribble scribble scribble, 'normal reaction to flying on quidditch pitch'. The blonde looked up at his teammate, that... that was definitely weird. Was Alice aware that she was not a werewolf? Shaking his head he quickly wrote 'Gryffindor Residence, Biter, AKA Alice Fischer, thinks she's a werewolf.... lots of howling'.

How weird would this be to the great hall?

Tag watched, seeing if there would be any more reactions from her or if Alice joining a wolf pack would be the most he'd get out of this.

Damn herself and those brilliant pearly whites of hers. In the daydream, Alice smacked at herself with her free arm, still howling in pain and trying to get pseudo!self to stomp chomping on her arm. When it finally happened, the Gryffindor directed her broom far, far away from the biting mirror image of herself. What kind of person bit THEMSELVES? That was just unethical. Shame on her.

Wait, what was going on? Why were there two of her? When did she get to the pitch? She had just been having hot chocolate with....

.... Tag. Little devil had POISONED her, hadn't he? Alice was going to get him for this.

Ok. This was way too hilarious. Looking at Alice punching herself. Gosh, Tag could really go for one of those 'stop hitting yourself, stop hitting yourself' right now. Sad thing was, Alice probably wouldn't remember him ever teasing her like that. So there was really no point to it. Though the blonde was laughing at it all the while.

Scribble scribble scribble.

Victim still thinks she's a werewolf. Professor Thompson should check on her mentality what else to write. Oh, yes, has taken the liking of causing pain to herself. All gold for Tag.

Sadly this had to end. So, he got out his wand and simply said, "Finite" at Alice and then hastily put it back in his holster. "How was the hot chocolate, Biter?" Her asked her with an evident evil!smirk on his face.

Finally. She was OUT. Bless Merlin.

"That wasn't funny." Instead of hitting herself this time, Alice gave a smack to Tag. Having her bite herself. The nerve. "You're doing extra laps at practice tonight." See what happened when you used your captain as a guinea pig? Mhm. He deserved it.

She scowled at him for a while longer before glancing at the toast again.

... was he going to eat that?

"On the contrary, I was laughing pretty hard!" True, very true. Tag was honest, he was speaking the truth here. He was definitely laughing. AND OW! Very unnecessary Biter. Very. No need for violence. Well, at least Alice hadn't bit him, right? Right. "I'm ok with that." Mhm. Tag was sure someone wouldn't mind if Tag worked out a bit more than usual for quidditch season.

She was just jealous Tag had managed to slip the charm at her.

Anyway, the boy was getting a little bit hungry and he wasn't going to let that piece of toast go to waste. So, he looked at his captain and started eating it and then slowed down his chewing, and eventually dropped the bread.

Wow, he felt weak and everything seemed really far away, fuzzy and dry around Tag. And the entire great hall started to change into a whole new location.

A desert. Huh? Tag looked beside himself and saw he was sitting on a camel? What? How'd he get here? He patted the camel's side to see if this was real, yep, he felt the skin of it. Squinting his eyes he realized that the camel was walking, he could tell cause he was having a hard time keeping on. His bottom wiggling side to side. hands stroking the camel's neck. He just smiled. This was nice, wasn't it? Nice camel. Nice camel.

Everything was going merry when Tag felt his entire body sway side to side, arms flailing about, legs smacking into the camel's side. Then the boy was rolling over onto his side, head smacking something, OW. Camel was mean, yes it was. After falling off the camel Tag brushed off his shoulders several times, then put his hands up into fists in a defensive manner.

Then he was being headbutted. Tag pulled his head back, his eyes got big with fright. Hooves, were those hooves? Were attacking at his stomach and his hands began to wave frantically over his stomach.

HEY! What was biting at his feet? There was a lot of sneakers squeaking across the great hall, almost like Tag was running in spot too fast. More Klunk klunk klunk as his feet slammed into the table cause mean Camel wanted his awesome shoes. Hey might've even hurt the camel. Might've.

Then everything stopped. His head moved this way and that way in panic. Good, he heard the camel running away. Shows you right.

"YEAH THATS RIGHT! BE SCARED OF TAG!"

Uh huh. Laughing. At HER.

She just scowled at him as he munched on his piece of toast, until it started to seem that he was slipping away. Then Alice's face contorted into a mischievous grin as she grabbed a piece of toast for herself and started munching on it as she observed him while he dreamed.

First, he began patting thin air. Hm. Maybe it was the camel he was imagining? And then he was swaying and flailing, and she was sure that this was the attack scene she'd thought up. Well done, Fischer, if she did say so herself. Her eyebrows rose in amusement when Tag's head hit the table- what was he even doing?- and then he started waving his arms around.... and then he was shouting.....?

"Finite!" Heh. Hehehe.

Score: Alice - 138539583229402149, Tag - 0.

Finally everything around Tag stopped. His breathing was back to normal and he definitely wasn't panicking anymore. Instantly his hand went to his forehead.... "Got a major headache. Major one." Tag said quietly.

Wow. That had been intense. He had such a wild imagination....... "Wait...."Tag said slowly, pointing at Alice. Nooooooooo. An, then he actually slammed his head onto the table, seemed like they both had tricked each other today. "Noooo. No No No."

Tag thought he'd have this over Alice. Tricking her. But no. They were equal now.

Stupid toast.

"Oh, you do? It wouldn't have anything to do with a headbutt from a camel, would it?" LOL, okay. It was decided. She was truly a genius. The Gryffindor finished off her piece of toast, a smug smile in place on her face. Looked like they were even now, huh, Tag?

And now he knew better than to mess with Alice Fischer. Mhm.

"See you at practice. You still gotta do those extra laps, even if you did get attacked by a desert animal." And with that, she went to go write three paragraphs on Tag's reaction to camel assault.

"Yes. It has everything to do with a camel." Glares. Mean camel. Mean Alice. HMPH. Tag had a bat he could attack her with you know. Thank you for that birthday present, by the way, Biter. Look at her, eating her toast like it was nothing. All the squinty eyes.

"I'm dedicated, I'll do laps for an imaginary daydream camel. Mhm." And she was gone. No goodbye or anything. Just wait until Tag told the team that Alice thought she'd been a werewolf. Anyway, the boy stayed at the table but looked at the food suspiciously. Now to perfect those notes.

Tessa giggled at what was potentially going to be Bay's new nickname. "He definitely it," she agreed with a nod. "It tasted... just as I imagined!" she told her friend with a laugh. "Just like a perfectly roasted marshmellow." Her mouth watered at the thought of it... now she wanted one for real.

"That's true," she agreed. "Well, you can surprise me with that day dream any time," she told her friend with a grin. "Although, I think it would be more fun if we do it for real," she added with a wink.

"Very true," she said, taking the girl's glass and drinking it down. She filled it again and finished half of that again befoe she was satisfied. "Has anyone done the daydream charm to you yet?" she asked, curious.

FOOOOD.

So Abbi was really in the mood of some, considering she had been working the WHOLE day, well pretending to. You know even pretending was work. Heh. Anyways she wanted a break though and this was it, her lunch time, Mhhm. That stomach of her's needed to be filled and soon.

Rushing along with her kitty, Whiskers the little fairy made her way to the great hall. There she plonked on a bench and wiggled about reaching for food here and there.

Nom time then?

Clay from outside Professor McCormick's...check.

That had been the first requirement for the latest History of Magic homework. Clay to make his own amulet for the assignment. Benny had to admit the whole idea was pretty cool, even if he had no real clue what he wanted to do with it. He had thought of using a moon shape when they discussed it in class, since the symbol was usually associated with dreams and such, but could he do it? And what shape was the overall amulet to take. He kinda wished Adi was free to work with, but his friend had been snagged for another pair so he was on his own for this.

He could do it...right?

So he wandered around for a good spot to work, not interested in being shut up in the tower or library. The Gryffindor finally settled on the Great Hall, perfect for an afternoon snack while he worked out his ideas and creativity. Ben settled down into a seat at the Gryffindor table with his notes and clay and wand and went to work. His hands randomly playing with the moist clay as he tried to form it into various shapes to see what he liked best.

Square? No.
Round? Eh.
Diamond? Hmm...maybe.

As per tradition, Cutty had combed his hair. The colour had been fading from it and it left him with a salty-peppery look (probably not too far off from how it would look when he reached a certain age). It was only natural too that after his almost-too-deep conversation with the Headboy that some emulation of style was present. Alec had great hair.

The gunk under the Slyths fingernails and hands had been cleaned as well so that they looked almost almost as though he were about to perform surgery. The boy stared down at his finger nails for a few moments before grabbing a glass of pumpkin juice and pushing it down the hatch. He let out a loud SCRAWD as he burped in the aftermath and hitched his bag up higher onto his shoulder.

Alright, Cambridge, where are you?

Dinner time but Alexa's mind wasn't on the food the elves had worked so hard to prepare. They worked hard everyday it was nothing new, not like her finally fixing her candy woes. It should have been illegal for someone to suffer the way she did. Having to run on a minimum amount of candy, living off of what she could get from others, the scandal! It reminded the Gryffindor of her Second Year, back when the Healer had placed a candy ban on her and she nearly died. Dark times those were.

On the way down she'd put an extension charm on her pockets. No bag meant she'd need a new holding space for her candy until her father could send her a new one...that wouldn't have been the same but she would have to make due if she wanted to still have accessible candy.

Her fingers drummed against the table while she waited for her little dealer. Did he know she wasn't patient? Did he know she got even less patient when she went too long without sugar? All things to mention in the future but for now she spotted him helping himself to juice. There was no time for that! She was likely DYING. Did he not want to make a sale before she was nothing but bones? "This way Cutty." She said, ushering him over. She had galleons burning a hole in her pocket and not a drop of candy.

How the hey did he miss her? For her stealth and discerning, Alexa Cambridge was a missort. "Merlin, Cambridge. You look a sight! You called me just in time. We can fix this." He spoke in a manner meant to soothe, whilst moving toward where she indicated. A desire to waste time further down on his list of 'Things Which I Do Not Want' than an unevenly distributed rash about the buttock region.

Louis wasn't very hungry and it was rather unlike him.
He'd been sitting at the Gryffindor table with a full plate of food for the past half hour or so, one hand absentmindedly picking at his food while the other held a small book in place on the table. His blue eyes kept going over the same one line over. And over. And over again.

Arrghh.
Frustrated and finally coming to terms with the fact that he simply could NOT read that evening, Louis closed the book shut.

Where was Bay? He was in desperate need of advice from his best mate, but the fellow lion boy had been nowhere to be found in the common room or dormitories. Lou figured the next best place to find him would be somewhere filled with food: the Great Hall.

Bay came into the great hall with a very hungry tummy… UGHHHH NEED FOOD!!! he made his way to the Gryffindor Table and saw Lou… what was he doing here.." he looked around and saw that he was even alone.. what the…. Bay moved his way over to him…

putting his legs over the benches and he sat next to Lou he started to pile some food on his plate… "hey mate…" he said but when he saw his best mates face he could tell something is wrong.. maybe it was what he told him about earlier and he just wanted to talk about it some more.. "whats wrong?" he had to ask right.. thats what being a good friend meant.

Louis looked up from his plate as a familiar voice filled the air. At the sight of his best mate sitting down beside him, the boy's expression lit up, an ear-to-ear grin on his face. Funny how just seeing Bay immediately made him feel at ease.

"Hey." He moved a little to give Bay more room as the other boy made himself comfortable on the bench, very typical Bay. He was all about food and comfort, and the realization made Lou chuckle softly to himself.

But Louis's smile faltered a little when his best mate asked what was wrong. Merlin, was he that transparent? Well, Bay did know him best out of anyone in the school...

"It's that date, mate," Lou confessed with a sigh, the worry beginning to show in his blue eyes again. "I--I don't know what I'm supposed to do, I mean-- I've never even been on a date before."

Her brow raised at what might have easily been seen as an insult...if she actually cared what she looked like. Looking a sight was an interesting way to put it but she was more concerned with the candy he would be giving her in the next few minutes, if they could go about this quickly enough to avoid any casualities. Candy was a dangerous business afterall.

"You haven't mentioned this to Cassia have you?....Or run into her on the way here?" If either was a yes then they'd have to move even faster. She wasn't counting on her bestie coming and putting her foot down in fact she was hoping Cutty had already forgotten those guidelines the girl had set for them. Merlin knew Lex couldn't remember herself and was quite fine with not remembering in this time of candy crisis.

"Let's get to this before something completely out of place and context manages to ruin this thing for me." The strangest things happened at Hogwarts and when you got to her age...you just stopped questioning it and started giving accepting nods followed shortly by the line 'cool story bro'. What else was there to do? "My main fixation right now are chocolate frogs, I suspect you should know that by now. Sugar quills second then you van bombard me with other things after."

Bay took a sip of his pumpkin juice as he listened to Lou talking about what was wrong.. ughh yeah the date.. duhh of course he would be worried about that.. Bay felt a little sad for he should have known… "I haven't really been on any dates either mate… but i'll try to help you out as much as possible" He wondered where they were going to go on their date..

"errr so do you know where your going for this date.. or have any idea of what your going to do?" he needed to know as much as Lou did so he could help him out and put in his two sense.

Louis smiled faintly as Bay confessed that he’d never been a date. Inside his mind, his inner fangirl felt an urge to tease his best mate about Bay’s own need to prepare for a date, for it wouldn’t be long until Lux began to wonder why her crush hadn’t asked her out yet. HEHEHEH. But. This was no time to fangirl. Lou had girl problems of his own to deal with.

Where they were going? What they were going to do?
If he only knew! “I have no clue, mate,” the Gryffindor replied hopelessly, feeling a little pathetic over his lack of planning. “I kind of… didn’t think it through. I just knew I wanted to spend more time with her, so I just…” Louis trailed off. “Does it even make any sense?” Was he a total weirdo for asking girls on dates out of the blue? Probably.

Bay could tell by the look on Louis's face that he was thinking of something and he wasn't going to share it… hmmmmmm… wondering what he was thinking about Louis told him that he didn't know what to do for their date..

"errr.. okay how about a picnic?? the weather is getting better?? or maybe to the garden and have a nice walk… or go to the room of requirement and play some games.. nice friendly games…." he started to spit out more ideas as it came to him.. he thought he should save some for himself thats for sure!!

"don't worry mate we will get you through this" putting his shoulder around him while still stuffing his face with his free hand.