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[erikcohen]

Week Name/Date/Time: 'The Minister Is Elected'/Tues Nov. 8/8:00 PM
Location: Kitchens
Open To: Brenden, Phillip, Dustin
Currently Involving: ERIK COHEN

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[p_davenport]

Phillip was eager to get into the kitchens tonight. Seemed it had been an age since he'd seen all his mates in one place. And tonight was something special. A Bertie Bott's contest at last! They'd not had one in forever and he had missed them. Admittedly, he was a bit surprised that Erik had told him it would be in the kitchens, but then, it was Erik and Dustin. They sure did love those house elves; which, wasn't that surprising as the elves were really quite obliging about everything

[dustin_alden]

Dustin was dying with anticipation. He'd not seen his best mates in ages, aside from Brenden, and was getting a bit tired of not being asked to do anything. He had to be invited to Bertie Bott's contests, as he was the champion 15 games running! Aside from that one time Erik had won, but that he considered an off day. And now Phillip was joining in as well! Even better. A bunch of fifth years in one place, with one purpose. Pushing their limits until someone fell over or vomited. Perfectly disgusting, and one of the only times he was willing to take risks

[brenden_elliot]

Brenden was ready. It was his night, he could practically feel it in his bones! Except, maybe not. He wasn't sure if you could feel things like this in your bones or not. Of course, if you could, he was feeling them now! He'd not had much of a chance to just be goofy with his mates in ages. All of them together, what a joy! The smile on his face was rather goofy, so it was a good thing the only ones who would be seeing him were as goofy as he was

[erikcohen]

Erik gasped when Phillip arrived, implying that Erik would not be the winner of the evening's contest. Now, Phil knew as well as he did that it was all in the luck of the draw! He raised an eyebrow at his best mate and tapped his chin in thought.

"That sounds like a challenge. Care to place a wager on the outcome? I'll bet you two sherbet lemons that Dustin's first bean is a good flavour!" Erik stated, chuckling as just the person he was talking about came walking into the room.

His eyes widened at the number of boxes that spilled out onto the table, but he quickly replaced his look of surprise with a mischievous grin.

"You always say that, and yet the tradition continues!" Erik pointed out, and rolled his eyes as Brenden entered in a way similar to Phil.

HE WAS NOT GOING TO BE BEATEN! NOT TONIGHT!

"Wotcher, Brenden. Welcome to the madness!"