[Kitchens] FOOD!

[ashley]

Ashley pushed open the door to the kitchean, it was the middle of the night and she was STARVING! she looekd around,she didn't find any food, so she began opening and closing the cubbard doors looking for any food, she felt like soem sort of animal

[ayiraw]

Ayira looked up from where she was sitting at the little girl. She'd been chowing down on a chocolate eclair, brought so very enthusiastically by a group of house elves, until she heard the opening and slamming of cupboard doors. "Oi!" she called out, getting up from where she sat. "There's no need for that now." She took a few steps toward the girl, taking a good long look at her.

From the look of the girl, she'd guess the girl was a mere first-year. Ayira relaxed, knowing that the girl probably just had no idea where the food was. Smiling gently, she said, "Are you hungry? I'd assume so being as you're in the kitchens. Would you like something to eat?" Without awaiting any sort of responce, she yelled out across the the room. "Oi! Garçon!" Elves scrambled to get to her side quickly. As the first elf arrived, Ayira raised her eyebrows and tilted her head toward the elf. "Here, why don't you tell him what you'd like?" she said, reverting back to her gentle tone. Hopefully she hadn't scared the girl too much.

[narcissablack]

Narcissa walked into the kitchens with a yawn. She wasn't able to sleep, so she decided to come get something to drink. Seeing there were others in here, she muttered a tired "Hello," and bent down to the house elves that had come to tend to her. Smiling, she added, "Can I have a hot chocolate? Thanks," she finished with a smile.

[marcel]

Marcel snickered rudely at Pippin, his favourite house-elf to terrorize. "Come on, Pippy!" He cried, swerving around her while keeping dangerously close to the tray of hot chocolate held within two knobby hands. "Tell me whose it is! I'll find out anyway," He leered his freckled face at her, nose wrinkled just slightly as his small frame hovered in front of her.

Before he could abuse the poor elf further, he caught sight of one of the Black sisters and let out a high-pitched giggle. "Narcissa Black!" Looping twice around Pippin, he floated over to the blond, while looking absolutely gleeful.

"In the kitchens?" He exclaimed rather loudly, catching the attention of anyone else in the room. "This is something I should let your sister know, I think," He smirked, folding one semi-transparent arm over the other. "Narcissa Black eating! And something chocolate too?" He grinned with a dark look in his eye.

"Perhaps I should save you the trouble--" He then picked up the Hot chocolate from Pippin's tray and twirled around Black mockingly. The drink in his hands wobbled, a few drops spilling out the rim and landing on her robes.

Then, decidedly, he dumped the cup over with a bored expression. Waves of the sweet drink landed all over her robes, and the house-elves looked mortified. "One hot chocolate to go!"

Marcel giggled insanely, floating through the portrait hole while his horrid laugh echoed in the corridor.

[narcissablack]

Narcissa knew what Marcel wanted. He wanted a reaction out of her, that of which, she would not give him. "First of all, I am not eating, I am drinking hot chocolate thanks. And even if I was eating, noone cares. When your in as great of shape as I am, you can eat whatever you want." Feeling a sudden rush of hot chocolate all of her, she spared a shocked expression. Then, remembering her plan, she lazily pointed her wand at her robes, instantly drying them. "Oh dear, I suppose we will need to refil that glass wont we?" She said with a smile at the elf. She turned to the ghost and smiled arrogently, watching him turn and float out the door.