(Kitchen) The smuggler and the cream buns

[Harrison Greg]

The castle grounds were quite, clearly everyone was inside staying warm by their common room fires. And although it felt uneasy and strange it actually made Harrison’s job of walking back from Hogsmede a lot easier. He had made a deal with a fifth year that if they were able to get ten girls to kiss him then he would smuggle in a bottle of fire whisky, and after the fifth year managed to kiss fifteen girls he thought it would be rude to back down from the deal.

Sneaking into the entrance hall Harrison looked around nervously making sure that no one was going to put there hand down on his shoulder and take the bottle away form him. Letting out sigh Harrison continued to walk through the hall and he was about to start claming the stairs when his head turned to towards the corridor that lead to the kitchens. Licking his lips he had a sudden urge for some sweet pastry. A wide grin filled his face and the Gryffindor began to jog down the corridor towards the portrait that led to the kitchens.

Tickling the pear until the portrait opened he stepped inside he saw the small faces of the house elves turn to look at him. With a small wave Harrison jogged towards one of the smaller tables and eyed up the food that was lying on them. Running his figure threw a bowl of custard he was idly sucking it off when he saw some creams buns.

“Do you mind if I have some of those?”

Harrison had turned to the closest house elf that seemed more then willing to run over and get the plate for him. Only after a few second of waiting the plat was being thrust under his nose. But as he was about to take the whole plate out of the house elves hands he heard the portrait open behind him. Looking around nervously Harrison waited, and watched who was entering the kitchen.

[Dyanneabelle Alméida]

"This really wasnt one of my better plans" Belle mumbled as she walked through the castle on her own. New places made this girl nervous enough, but when they were huge like this and Belle non-exsistant sense of direction, you could be sure she would get herself lost. What i wouldnt give for a dohnut right about now she thought to herself as she walked through the corridors.

Belle walked around, trying to take in as much of her surroundings as she possibly could, only to find herself becoming increasingly confused. Why did she have to come to a new place? In fact why did she refuse her sisters invite to show her around and stick with her for a bit until she found her feet. But no! Belle didnt need any of that, she was a big girl now, she could look after herself. Yeah, look where looking after yourself gets you, lost.

Walking down a corridor, that looked exactly the same as all the other corridors she had ever walked down, she leant on the wall against a portrait. Sighing she tried to think which way she had come and how to get out of her when something kept digging into her back. "Whats that?" she said to herself as she turned around, only to nearly get smacked by a portrait. All you do is lean on a wall and the portrait gets violent! she thought to herself, Where does this lead anyway? she figured she couldnt really become anymore lost than she already was.

Walking down the corridor, the portrait swinging shut behind her, she heard someones voice. Who's that?. Belle walked out into an open space, full of tables and houselves and cutlery and... A Person? Belles eyes fell on the guy infront of her. "Oh" she spoke softly, though with a slight shock in her tone, she had stumbled on a kitchen.

[Harrison Greg]

Harrison craned his neck to see who it was that had entered the kitchen, he was relieved when he noticed it was not a teacher and a small smile spread across his face when he laid eyes on the girls face. All thoughts of cream buns flew out of his mind, (even though the house elf was still thrusting the plate at him) and all Harrison cared about was finding out who this Ravenclaw was.
Pushing the house elves to one side Harrison walked over to the girl and gave her a warm smile. She seemed rather confused and lost, but seeing that they were in the school kitchens he found this rather strange.

“Excuse me miss but you seem a little lost….is there anything I can help you with?”

Harrison would have kept his gaze on the girl if it was not for the house elf behind him kicking him in the back of the leg as he was still holding the plate of cream buns for him. With an apologetic smile Harrison took the plate off him surprised for a second at how heavy the plate was and understood why the house elf was rather angry that he had not taken the plate off him. Chuckling to himself Harrison looked back at the Gryffindor and held the plate out towards her with a wide grin.

“Cream bun?”

[Dyanneabelle Alméida]

It hadnt occured to Dyanneabelle that the boy stood infront of her was looking in her direction, she was far too busy looking around the kitchen, or what she thought was a kitchen. Who knows in this place, it could just be that this was a normal room and Belle thought it was a kitchen. Belle tried to make sense of where she was, and what she was doing but unfortunatly for her, this whole place still seemed to make her confused. She still didnt know her way around yet and she doubted she would ever know her way around. It was considerably larger and more complex that Beauxbatons was, that was certain.

A voice jerked Belle away from her thoughts as though she had been in a daydream and suddenly been brought back to earth. She flushed a little when she realised that she had probably been staring at one place for the last five minutes or so. "Oh.. Uhm" Belle looked down at the floor, "No, thats okay." She tried to smile but couldnt keep it as now she felt a little bit foolish.

Dyanneabelle looked down just behind the boys legs as she saw a house elf kicking him in the backs of his legs rather annoyed. She couldnt help but smile, she saw how frustrated the little guy seemed to be and felt a pang on pity for it. Though she knew they were here to do as they were told so it didnt bother her for very long. She watched as he took the plate and the creature hurried off. "Thankyou" she spoke softly as she took one of the cream buns. In all honesty, Belle had never had one of these but she guessed it would be fattening, Certainly something Alexis wouldnt try she thought to herself.

[Harrison Greg]

Harrison held the plate out in front of him and watched as the girl carefully picked the bun off the plate and gave it a quick quizzical look. She was defiantly new around this place, particularly if she did not know what a cream bun was, but maybe Harrison was letting this thought process get to quick for him, maybe she was just making sure he had not done anything to the bun. What ever the answer was Harrison wanted to find out more about this girl.
With a small nod of his head in acceptance of her thank the Gryffindor turned on his heel and walked over to the closed table carefully placing the plate down upon it, and quickly slipped the bottle out from underneath his jacket and placed it on the table next to the cream buns.

Picking up a cream bun of his own Harrison walked back over towards the Ravenclaw and looked at her with studying eyes. He guessed he was younger then he was, most girls were these days. Becoming very aware that he was clearly staring Harrison dropt his gaze to his cream bun, there was nothing more disconcerting then a strange person staring at you and so with that in mind Harrison thought it best to introduce himself. After all it would be improper if he did not.

“I should have really introduced myself before…I am Harrison Greg, Gryffindor 6th year. It is a pleasure to met you….”

Harrison broke off hanging on the last words waiting for the girl to fill in the gaps for him.

[Dyanneabelle Alméida]

Dyanneabelle couldnt help but look at the cream bun, she had never eaten one of these before, she knew what they were though had never had a chance to actually try one. What with her mother and her sister both being health freaks, it became kind of difficult in their house to find anything that wasnt similiar to rabbit food. Though of course, their mother had gone and their father, much to Alexis's distaste, filled the fridge full of all kinds of sweet things. Though Dyanneabelle still never touched anything. She became to wonder, was she herself, inadvertantly a health freak?

She became stirred out of her daze as he seemed to walk over to a table and put the cream buns down. Belle dropped her gaze ack to hers and gingerly pulled off some of the cream with her finger and lightly tasted it. At first, she didnt know what it tasted off. It was a weird kind of one, it wasnt sweet, but it wasnt savoury either. It was just weird. She looked up to see what he was doing and found him staring at her, obviously, Dyanneabelle wasnt used to guys staring at her and found herself quickly looking away due to shyness. If she was Alexis, she would have stared back at him. Belle more than once found herself wondering how her sister does it. Though of course she would never ask.

"Dyanneabelle Alméida. Ravenclaw" she spoke with a smile. "Pleasure to meet you Harrison Greg" she gave another soft friendly smile. Dyanneabelle wasnt one known for socialising, but when she did, she did it quite well. Or well enough for her anyway.