[Kitchens] Not the Only One

[Dax Simmons]

As Dax lifted his foot out he gave it a quick shake letting custard fly every where.
"Lovely" He mumbled as he jumped off the table. he then looked back at Freya with a smile.

"Possibly it does. But you have not lived until someone has thrown a pineapple at you."
He flopped onto the chair and watched the house elves run around whipping up the foot prints of custard. Dax then pulled out his wand and pointed it at his foot, suddenly all the custard disappeared.
"I wounder where it goes?" he though out load.

[freya]

Freya smirked. 'Well I suppose it was a very thrilling experience.' She gave a small laugh before throwing the pineapple into the air and catching it once again in her fingertips. 'Just thank merlin for flukes.' She gained an amused smile as she thought about whopper of a bruise she would have gained if circumstances hadn't turned out so nicely.

Freya watched as the house elves came dutifully hurrying about the spilled custard on the floor, and couldn't help but give a smile at the question Dax posed. 'Perhaps there's a giant land fill magically hidden.' She jokingly suggested before wrinkling her nose at the thought. 'I guess it's just one of the many mysteries of magic...' The Ravenclaw added in an exaggerated thoughtfully distant voice, before gaining a smirk.

[Dax Simmons]

Dax turned around and laugh at Freya’s mystic voice.
“Maybe it ends up in a huge bowl of custard which we get given the next day.” He gave a small laugh and then looked at the other plates on the table with a strange look on his face.

“I will have to go and watch you play Quidditch sometime.” Suddenly his face became red again. “Not…not because of you…I mean yes I want to she your skill...but not in any other way.. oh bother.” He broke off and ran his hand through his hair. Dax hated when he got flustered.

[freya]

Freya put on a somewhat disgusted expression. 'Ugh... now that is a nasty thought!' She said with a laugh, though making a mental note to miss out on the custard next mealtime. She jumped off the table and picking up her glass, she walked over to the jug of pumpkin juice next to Dax and carefully poured herself another.

The Ravenclaw gained a small smile as Dax seemed to get somewhat flustered with what he was saying and she moved to lean against the wall once again. 'You're welcome to come to a practice.' She offered, still smiling at the flattery of the Hufflepuff wanting to see her fly. 'Well, as long as you promise not to reveal our wonderful quidditch secrets to your house.' She shot him a jokingly suspicious look and smirked. 'Though tell you what - do you have a broom? I'll have to take you flying sometime if you want?'

[Dax Simmons]

Dax gave a small laugh when they mentioned stealing secrets from the Ravenclaw Quidditch team.
“I would no be worried about us taking secrets off you. We have the best captain around…and the best team. We will win the cup for sure.” He leaned back on his chair still looking at his shoe making sure all the custard was off it. But it was when Freya mentioned about flying he once again stared to lose his cool.

“Flying?” his voice went high pitched all of a sudden, he coughed trying to pretend it was something stuck in his throat. “Well I erm…do have a broom but I erm…its old. Very old. Yeah and the chances of it going up in the air are slim.”
He looked over in the direction of Freya and tried to shoot her a small smile failing miserable as his face portrayed one of pure terror.

[freya]

Freya eyed him with a smirk as Dax described Hufflepuff as the "best team" around. 'Pfft, us Ravenclaws will run circles around you lot.' She said with a laugh. 'Or should I say fly circles?' She paused before glancing back at him. 'The cup is ours this year.' The Ravenclaw gave a knowing nod as if to settle the matter.

'A very old broom huh?' She repeated with a smirk, not fooled at all. 'Aw, shame you can't come for a fly.' Freya figured that was no point persisting - if someone doesn't like to fly... they don't like to fly - it would be like making her eat beetroot - she wrinkled her nose at the thought. 'Well like I said, you are welcome to come to one of the practices any time.' She finished with a shrug, before reaching for her drink once again.

[Dax Simmons]

Dax gave a small smile, his hands still trembling at the thought of being so high up in the air.
"No....no i would like to go for a fly with you." He stood up and moved toward the bowl of fruit.

"I have been asked to join the team so i best get over my fear right." Dax reached for the juiciest looking apple and threw it in the air before catching it again.
"You could teach me...if that is not to bold of me to ask?"

[freya]

'A quidditch player with vertigo huh?' Freya said with an amused smile slowly forming. 'Well it's interesting, I'll give you that.' She watched him throw the apple up into the air and catch it again. 'So, what position will you be playing?' She asked him, wondering if she'd just met part of her competition for the quaffle or someone who could well be hitting bludgers her way in weeks to come.

Freya was flattered to be asked for help and gave a small smile. 'I don't really know how I can help,' She shrugged slightly. 'But I'll do what I can.'

[Dax Simmons]

Dax smiled as he walked over the Freya. He took a huge bite out of the apple and sat down again on one of the chairs. After a few seconds he swallowed the apple mush and looked over at Freya.

"I will be the one who is trying to knock you off your broom I'm afraid. But do not worry i will not hit them to hard at you." He gave her a wink before releasing once again it would mean having to be up in thee air.

"It would be very nice if you could help me with this problem. I suppose just a friendly face and a few kind words could do it...simply to gain confidence."

[freya]

'Ahh.. beater eh?' Freya smirked and looked him up and down appraisingly. 'Yeah I can see that working for you.' She gave a slight laugh and then smiled as he mentioned not hitting the bludgers too hard at her. 'I'm afraid I can't say the same for my team with you though.' The Ravenclaw maintained a smirk before glancing at the clock above the fireplace and raised her eyebrows at the time - she hadn't counted on spending so long in the kitchens, then again she hadn't counted on meeting anyone either.

'The girls in the dorm will be wondering where I am.' More like gossiping where I am. She thought with a slight sigh. 'I best be going.' Freya grabbed her broom from the side of the room and smiled at Dax. 'And about that flying session, next time we run into to each other we will have to go.' She opened the kitchen door and hovered mid doorway. 'Though if that takes too long, come along to Ravenclaw practice or something.'

She smirked and hurried through the doorway in the corridor, glancing around for any teachers or prefects. As she made her way to the Ravenclaw common room, she smiled in the knowledge that she was not the only one who knew about the ticklish pear.