[ALTHEA LOCKHART]

DON'T PRETEND IT'S HER IN SOME FANTASY

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TICK TOCK TICK TOCK. with every passing second freedom would soon come. she glanced up at the clock perched up high on the front wall. only two more minutes until the teacher would dismiss the class. she looked down at her notebook. blank. she had taken no notes during that class. her day dreaming was getting worse. she closed her notebook and slid it into her bag, zipping it up afterwards. she placed her arms on the desk and placed her chin on her palm, patiently waiting.

class dismissed!

althea made her way through the halls, keeping her distance from the large crowd that always seemed to form after a class finishes. she headed towards the first floor. on a normal day she would have already eaten by this time, but she skipped lunch to do some extra work earlier in the day. althea slipped into the kitchen. it was almost empty. but she knew it would fill up soon as the chefs would have to cook dinner for the students and faculty members. she opened the fridge and scanned it from top to bottom. nothing.

"know where the food is?" althea asked as she heard someone enter the kitchen.

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[Sirius Lamont]

Sirius supposed he was lucky that someone had accidentally set fire in his classroom (He blamed that pyro kid, as if he wasn't the first one on everyone's minds), too much panicking to contain the situation. He was sure that one of his classmates had bumped the flaming stacks of wood together, helping the fire along with it's progress. And he was sure that the fire had also magically become hotter, burning through the wood like nothing, which led to several burned desks before they the little wooden tables were finally put out of their misery, tasked to be charred pieces of furniture, unusable to anyone. Course, the teacher began telling off the fire guy, who blatantly denied any sort of involvement with the situation, but he couldn't hide the grin all the same.

With that fiasco narrowly sorted out, his class was dismissed earlier than usual, and everyone smelling mildly of charcoal, Sirius had hitched up his bag and left without a word. His stomach grumbled, which wasn't all that abnormal, the boy being able to scarf down food at an alarming rate. He headed straight for the kitchen, dropping his bag by the door as he began searching through the cabinets.

It wasn't long before he had a plate of microwaved lasagna in his hands, and a fork to go with it.

As he entered the kitchen again to look for a drink to go with his snack, he was surprised to see a familiar face. "Try the cabinet on the far left, it's actually a fridge too. Been a frequent visitor here long enough to know." He grinned, answering an unasked question, quickly taking a bite out of his lasagna as he watched Althea. Course he knew her, a year older than him and a good friend, though he had hoped for a bit more but he supposed it was pushing it. "If you wait a bit longer, the chefs'll be here soon and they'd be more than happy to whip you up something fresh. "

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I'll make this prettier soon, I'll promise ;o;

[ALTHEA LOCKHART]

DON'T PRETEND IT'S HER IN SOME FANTASY

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A VOICE REPLIED BACK. she turned to see a fellow classmate, sirius. they had quite a lot of the same classes together, and they somewhat knew each other. she smiled at him, nodding a thanks as she slid over to the left cabinet, pulling it open to reveal a hidden fridge. she doesn't visit the kitchen often as her schedule was usually on time. she would get food at the cafeteria then go back to her room, or sometimes go out. "oh! did not know that."

fiddling with the contents inside, she finally came across something edible. she pulled out leftovers from earlier this morning. a sandwich. better than nothing, she thought. at least it wasn't bitten into. but as she looked at it again her mind started to wonder. why was this one a leftover? maybe something happened to it? she wasn't going to take any chances. she slid it back in and wiped her hands, closing the fridge afterwards.

she sighed, turning back to sirius. she noticed he was eating something nicer...lasagna it looked like. she wondered where he got that from. maybe he cooked it himself? "maybe you could cook me something?" althea suggested, fluttering her eyes.

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