Who: Alastor Moody + Ravenclaws + Anyone nearby.
What: Eating breakfast, 'cause he's hungry, Duh.
Where: Ravenclaw table
When: Breakfast, September 4th
Status: Open :]
Alastor gulped hard, his eyes watering due to the sheer mass of food he was trying to swallow. He was only a little guy, but he liked to eat big. Sniffing hard, he grabbed
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Albus made straight for the coffee and buttered crumpets, finishing two off before he'd filled his coffee mug.
OOC: Your title says Dawlish but you're playing with Moody.
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Skipping down to the Great Hall, Lysander was grinning. Food was excellent at Hogwarts, better than the camping stuff they ate. Of course, he understood why Mom wanted that food - it was safe to eat. But there were fewer dangerous species at Hogwarts.
As the blond boy made his way down the table, he spotted Helena - at least the girl looked sort of like the drawing in the book he had read - and moved toward her, sitting across from her. He immediately went for the pancakes, delicious food, and looked up at her smiling. "Hello, I'm Lysander," he tried not to sound like he had stalked her from a history book. Was it rude to stalk 11 year old historical figures? They were just so interesting! And here she was...live.
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He smiled at the boy called Lysander. Luna's son. He chose to stay quiet rather than interrupt the boy's introduction and hoped that Helena would actually be civil as opposed to her usual demeanor when making a new acquaintance.
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She turned as someone addressed her. Lysander Scamander, he said. She watched him. Was she supposed to care? Helena continued to look at Lysander. She tilted her head slowly.
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"How're you?" he asked before drinking some orange juice.
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She continued to watch him, her face passive. He asked her how she was. Why did he care how she was? He didn't even know her. Helena ignored his question and looked at the dark coffee in her cup. It smelled bitter. She wrinkled her nose.
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"This is Lysander," he informed her. He wondered how Luna was.
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"...and?" Helena was still baffled. Lysander had introduced himself like it mattered to her. And now, Albus was informing her the same thing. What did they want her to do? Clap?
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