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Brook had wanted to take a break from studying so much, and went to the kitchen to get some fruit. Sixth year was odd, no huge tests, but so much prep to get ready for NEWTs. On top of that, she was doing her personal study in healing, particuarly working to trying to heal Gus, something she was especially pushing toward after she had heard he had been in the Hospital this past break. She wanted to mend their friendship, sure they had talked a little, but it wasn't the same. Things were awkward now, like they still weren't on the same level of friendship yet. Brook walked into the kitchen, and smelled something wonderful cooking, were the elves already working on dinner? She looked over, and saw the boy she had been thinking about, Gus.

She took a piece of fruit, and awkwardly started backing up, "Oh, uh. I'm sorry Gus. I didn't realize you were in here. Your food smells amazing. I uh. Just came in for some fruit, a bit of a study break. I, guess I'll catch you around later?" She hadn't prepared herself to see Gus, to talk to him, to talk about everything, but here he was. She didn't want to leave, but she wasn't ready to talk to him yet. She especially didn't want to leave because his food smelled amazing, and she wanted to sit and share it with him. Oh well, it had to happen, she wouldn't tell him anything yet, she couldn't.

Brook sighed in relief when Gus said he had enough to share, she loved his cooking, and didn't mind his company. Plus, the food just smelled amazing. She went and stood next to him, watching him do stuff, before going and grabbing some bowls, she could at least help out by doing that. "Honestly, I'm glad you said to stay. Well, not in those words, but, gosh it smells wonderful. I've missed our midday and near curfew snack times." She chuckled at the daytime study-pal. Their study sessions often went late at ight, so Aidene could keep up with all the work, and not feel left out. Maybe it was past time to let the feelings of unease go between them, Aidene would probably appreciate the awkwardness while studying, unless... unless Gus wasn't over his crush and THAT became awkward, but that was a problem for another day.

"I guess, I'll be here for you too Gus. It was mean of me to just ditch you, and I guess I shouldn't have... She shrugged, she had things to tell him, even if they hadn't been close yet, "I failed my healing OWL, but I think it was best. It left me with alot of free time to study the ailments of a GusGus. I have no cure yet, but I think I may one day. But, If you're up to sharing, would you tell me what medications you have? I think it would help my study. Of course, if you don't WANT me to study you personally, I can go find another human to study and try to heal with my non-healing knowledge." She started just spewing words, she wasn't sure what else to say, plus she hadn't given him all the details of her studying yet, and had been dying to ask these questions of him for a while now.

Brook took the spoon and stirred for Gus, hoping she wouldn't let anything burn while he was away for however short of a time. He must severely lack the knowledge of how bad she was at cooking. She chuckled when he said he had been a study subject before, but then realized he was serious. There were people that actually studied kids with medical conditions? Like, normal adult people that wanted to STUDY them? She didn't mean to study him, she just wanted to be able to care for him when he was sick, instead of standing around helplessly. As they sat down with their soup and biscuits, Brook answered Gus, "I'd appreciate the medicine list, and what they do. I'd like to be knowledgeable of the negative side effects of them all. " She didn't immediately answer about studying healing with him, and heart and lung conditions. She thought on it, should she tell him what her true motives were, or just, keep it hidden to save his feelings?

She took a bite of the soup, and grinned, "I give this soup a Outstanding. It's wonderful GusGus." As she continued to eat, she considered her situation. She was sitting here eating a light meal with GusGus, her good friend again. They were having normal enough conversation. He had said he would help her study, but did she really need to study,? No, she had been looking for ways that she could care for Gus, in sickness or in health, it was just... Gus was always more sick than in health. Yes, this was it. She would tell him now, sit through the rest of an awkward meal, and then flee.

She sat her spoon down, and took a biscuit, and began ripping it apart, putting some bits into her soup, "Look Augustus, I don't want to study you for the sake of healing self study, or the sake of healing you. I want to know what's happening to you, so if something bad happens, I know what to do. I want to be there for you, in everyway I can. Just. After your hospital visit I realized it, that I wasn't studying for knowledge, but... I was studying for feelings. For more than a friend. I was studying so hard because well, I like you GusGus. I guess I've liked you a while now. Remember, I had such a big crush on you when we first met? It just hit me though, I guess I didn't reallly cover that crush, I just... pushed it away, because how could I actually like like my best friend? I mean, there's Aidene, but... maybe she was just my cover up friend, to hide what I really thought of you."

She took a deep breath and looked at Gus, sitting the bit of her biscuit down. "I guess what I'm saying Gus, is I want to be more than friends with you. But, of course, if you've moved on, I understand. If you're comfortable with it I will still always be your friend." She picked her spoon back up, and started eating again. There, it was all out in the open now. She could eat her soup with the peace of mind that at least she had told him.





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spaceIt was fortunate, Book thought, that his stomach had rumbled sometime in the middle of explaining what the word "LARP" (it was a word, right? you said it like one, so it must be) meant. Otherwise, he and Aria might've gotten caught up in conversations about books he wouldn't have read (he wasn't offended, she was right), memory wiping spells and how that could be abused (she'd sounded like she had stories, and he wanted to hear them), and House-Elves. He had many, many questions about them, but he figured he could ask the creatures themselves, right? Assuming they could talk, which he was assuming, since they could apparently cook the food for the whole bloody castle. How many of these things were there, anyway?

spaceFinding the entrance hadn't been as much of an adventure as he'd hoped, since the still-life hiding (guarding?) it was rather large and ostentatious. But, it'd been pretty funny to literally have to tickle a painting. Especially when the pear giggled, which he hadn't been expecting at all. As they went through the door, his eyebrows still firmly at his hairline from the surprise, he asked, 'How many secret doors d'ya figure there are around here, anyway?"

spaceAs he asked, he took a second to look around the room they'd found themselves in, and was caught even more off-guard by the creatures running about. House-Elves, he assumed. They were... well, not what he'd expected, but he wasn't sure what he'd been expecting in the first place. And there were a ton of them! His eyes were as wide as dinner plates, his mouth gaping ever so slightly. They looked busy, of course, so he supposed his questions would have to wait. He normally didn't mind interrupting people who were busy, but his aunt had drilled into him well enough that you didn't mess around with people who were working with food, potions, or explosives. Instead, a faint, "Bloody hell," was all he managed.



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wнen - Early Autumn 2053
wιтн - Aria
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Karah made her way up to the kitchen after classes one day, dragging her history book with her. Sure, she could have waited until dinner, but sometimes you just need a little snack. She tickled the pear, and then asked for some cheese and crackers, her weakness in life. Sitting down with her favorite snack, she opened up her history book (her least favorite subject) and began to read. Most people would probably have just taken the snack with them, not stayed around the kitchen, but sometimes while in the kitchens Karah ran into other quiet souls like herself. It was a nice change of pace all around, studying, snacking, talking.

She groaned, slammed shut her history book and looked at the door, eating another cracker. Another human would be nice, and definitely better than history of magic.

Karah smiled as Jun came in, just the quiet soul she needed. He began eating an apple cake, and Karah bit into another cheese cracker. "You're right it is too early to start on this book, but my grades from last year say if I don't start studying now for OWLs, then I'm almost certainly going to fail. Now that William is here, if I fail I will be laughed out of my house." Would she actually be laughed out of her house, because her little brother was a better studier? No. Would she feel personally attacked if William did better at magic? Yes.

"So what brings you in here so early in the school year, didn't want to start into your snack supply that you brought from home?" She was joking with him of course, she enjoyed having the company (and clearly the snacks brought from home were for eating after curfew). However, it was so early in the year Karah didn't have complaints about the year yet and her summer had been dreadfully boring, other than watching William be ecstatic about being a wizard.