The Kitchens

[James.Potter]

On the right-hand side of the Marble Staircase sits a door. This door opens up to a corridor that leads to the basements. Along the corridor wall, just before the Hufflepuff Common Room, lies a large portrait of a bowl of fruit. Apples, grapes, bananas, pears, peaches; all sorts of fruit. However, when the painted pear is tickled, the portrait opens up to the Hogwarts Kitchens; home to the magnificent House-Elves. Here, they work vigorously to prepare the daily meals for the staff and students of Hogwarts.

[Pete Best]

Shortly after midnight Ringo strolled into the kitchen hoping to find it empty.He looked around and seeing no one he started on a chicken leg sitting in his favorite spot on top of the refrigerator

[zamber]

Jacob strolled into the Kitchens through the well known portrait of a bowl of fruit. Once again he had missed tea and now hunger pangs nagged at him, begging him to eat. On arrival he was immediately surrounded by a group of house elves that he had got to know through his previous visits and they already had an assortment of his favourite foods in his hand. He wasn’t sure what he wanted to eat that night so just greeted the elves with a cheery ‘hello’.

As usual he did a quick glance around the kitchen and spotted that he was not the only one there. He nodded a greeting, being sure that he had seen the other around some times.

[Teenage [void]]

Nemah tripped into the room. Her hands rushed tentatively to her black dress where she dusted it off. "When will those boys learn i'm not a play toy!" Escaped her lips in hot tones. Light shades of peach glossed over her face, masking fiery. Her heart pumped frantically within her chest. She bite her lip, drawing blood. A finger flicked away the evidence impulsively. Her head raised slowly, enquiring who may be watching her distasteful show. Both faces seemed familiar. One traced back to a sunny day by the lake, the other from this very room. Nemah curled her leg up flicking the shoe from her foot. The heel was beyond repair in muggle standards, but this was a school for wizards and witches with wands.

[Pete Best]

"Id recommend the pork it came out particularly well today"Ringo said to the newcomers

[Teenage [void]]

Nemah stared blankly at the boy, pursing her lips. She throwing the other shoe to the ground hesitately. Surely screams of house elves should be surrounding her by now. Fingers traced the tan tights masking her legs, hoping they hadn't been ripped in the process. Her tongue twitched behind her lips as she found herself trottering towards an apple. It's skin a desirable green. Her hand raised it to her lips and paused. "You really should tend to those eating habits of yours." she uttered to Ringo before biting into the fruit's flesh.

[Pete Best]

"I dont have eating habits i just come in here when i want to be alone...I should probably find a new place for that actually"Ringo said finishing his chicken leg

[Teenage [void]]

"Don't leave on account of my bad mood." She uttered, snatching another bite of her apple. A hand cleared her shoes from the floor as she motioned towards the table. Fingers dusted along the table edge finding their way to a chair. The wood cuddled her body as she relaxed into the shape. "I'll let you stay if you cheer me up..." She joked, throwing the apple core at the bin.

[Pete Best]

"Oh im not leaving i just need to find a new place to be alone this seems to be pretty popular all of the sudden"Ringo said watching Nemah throw her core into the trash"Swish"

[Teenage [void]]

"And why would you want to be alone when you in the presence of a god!" she uttered, a smile captured in her lips. Those pathetic little individuals had destroyed her good mood. She crossed an arm over her chest. A hand glossed a chain hanging from her neck, pulling it from the comforts of her skin.

[Pete Best]

"A goddess you say well im deeply honored is there anything you desire you supremeness?"Ringo asked bowing low

[zamber]

Jacob glanced up from the elves when he heard someone else coming into the kitchens. While he tried to choose what to eat he listened to the banter passing between the other two. Well it would seem that Nemah’s in a fantastic mood, he thought to himself, then wondered why people even think sarcastically as well as speak it.

Glancing back to the food he chose a chicken leg and signalled that the elves could put the food down, he sat on the floor with his back against the wall while he ate and a few seconds later a couple of elves sat with him. It was amassing how social the little creatures could be when hey spend most of their time trying not to be seen by the students.

[Teenage [void]]

Nemah clenched her lips together drifting over the possible outcomes of this little scheme. "Well, I do rather fancy a cup of coffee, if you'd be so kind." She uttered. Her back straightened as she lay one leg over the other. The boy to her left caught her eye. While Ringo seem interested to please her why not make the task a little more interesting. "Would master like anything while Ringo's on his feet?" She gestured towards Jacob. The boy seem to be purposely isolated themself from the two of them. Maybe a welcome would sway his thoughts.

[Pete Best]

"Well elves you heard the lady two coffees asap"Ringo said in the most commanding tone he could muster

[zamber]

Jacob glanced up from his chicken leg and smiled slightly. He was still amazed at how house elves loved to serve people; it was unnatural, wanting to be an underling. The smell of the Coffee drifted towards his and his nose twitch.

“Hmm, Coffee,” he said smile broadening, “something I’ve had to ban at home.” Amusement flickered across his eyes as he remembered all the coffee fuelled incidents had happened with his family, it would seem that they were not very tolerant of it and always went extremely hyper. It was the same with alcohol, it only took a little to get them drunk, and that was why he didn’t drink, or part of the reason anyway.