Food...Mmmm...

[Oliver Hughes]

Oliver had no idea why he was walking through the dungeons. He had left the common room a minute ago and now he didn't know where he was. Scratching his head, he tried to look for familiar portraits, but found none. It was dark and a little scary.

What am I going to do now? He thought. His stomach answered with a huge growl. Shocked, Oliver looked down at his stomach and thought about asking it to be quiet.

Then there came the most delicious smell that he had ever smelled. He follow it to the portrait that hid the kitchens and let himself in. All of the house elves who were working ignored him and he sat on one of the couches, his mouth watering.

[Mist LightRose]

Mist had the same Idea. she was so hungry, she'd not visited the elves in ages. She looked starteled to see a boy with Reddish Golden hair standing there. She blinked at the Hufflepuff.
"Hi," Mist began, "I'm, er, Mist LightRose." She held out her hand to the boy. "You can, er, see I'm in Gryffindor." Mist pulcked her robes.
"So, er, what are you doing here?" She asked.

[Oliver Hughes]

Trying to be polite, Oliver stood up when Mist entered the room. He looked down his nose at her in a joking way.

"Hello Miss LightRose," He said, bowing very low. "My name," He paused for dramatic effect. "Is Oliver Gregory Hughes. Son of Gregory and Melody Hughes and one of the greatest Quidditch players on the earth." He smiled as though he was being witty. He knew he wasn't that amazing, but this girl was kind of pretty, so why not try to impress.

"Just joking yah," He said, his thick accent ringing through. "Just call me Oliver, Mist." With that he looked into her chocolate brown eyes and gave her his most charming smile.

"Now!" He exclaimed, dropping on the couch. "Let's get some food!"

[Mist LightRose]

Mist laughed. She smiled back, and agreed, "Yup, Come on." And walked into the kitchen.

[Mist LightRose]

Gobbi ran up and bowed low.
"Miss LightRose! A pleasure to see you again! You have not been down for some time!" Gobbi squeaked. "And Miss LightRose has brought a friend! Sir," Gobbi bowed low again.
"Hello, Gobbi," Mist grinned. "Hey, Gobbi. And you can call me Mist, Gobbi."
"Thank you!" Gobbi squeaked excitedly.
"And this -" Mist pulled Oliver over. "Is Oliver Hughes. I met him on the way down here." Mist smiled.
She supposed that Oliver was considered a friend now.

[Oliver Hughes]

Oliver looked at little house elf with no reaction at all. Well, he smiled, but that was more at Mist. He had seen house elves before, his father once rescued some injured ones during the war, but Oliver found them kind of annoying. He couldn't believe that there was a creature in the world that wanted to work...that just seemed too odd for Oliver.

"Hi," He said, simply being polite. "Gobbi, is it? Um...I'd like a large turkey sandwich smothered in gravy with chips on the side. And I'd also like a giant cup of coffee." Oliver then leaned back on the couch sighed, feeling completely relaxed.

Then he remembered Mist. "Oh! And for the lady? Miss LightRose?" He smiled charmingly at her once again.

[Mist LightRose]

"Chips, please," Smiled Mist. "I love them. You probably don't, no?" Mist grinned. She was ecxellent at detective stuff. She grinned again.
"So," Mist began, "How ya likeing school?"

[Oliver Hughes]

"School?" Oliver asked, pretending he hadn't heard her. "It's alright. I haven't met too many people and I don't know of any other boys in Hufflepuff, which is unfortunate. I really need to find someone I can talk to about Quidditch," Oliver said the last word as though Quidditch was heaven.

"How about you?" He asked. "You seem pretty social. You must have a million friends by now. Met any one 'special' " When Oliver said special, he batted his eyelashes jokingly.

[Mist LightRose]

"Maybe," She laughed, "You look like a goldfish when you do that!"

"Yeah, have a lot of friends. I'm so nervous! 2 days till school."

"And ... I thought I'd met someone special, but it didn't work. He's with my bestie. Im alright with it now though."

"And have you found anyone special, Oliver?"

[Oliver Hughes]

Oliver sat up suddenly. "Classes in two days?" He asked. "I thought we had more time than that." He was suddenly afraid because he didn't want to begin classes, that may seem like too much. He barely even remembered which classes he had signed up for.

"That sucks," He said aloud. "I'm not looking forward to that...well, except Quidditch of course. And maybe defense against the dark arts. But that all depends on who is teaching it. What classes are you looking forward to?" Oliver asked.

[Mist LightRose]

"Em, Mytholgy and Defence against the dark arts."
"So... " Mist sighed. "Do you play any insruments?"

[hpmental]

Mark LightRose, Mists' sister, strained to listen to what a girl was saying. He soon realised it was his sister!
"Mist!" he ran in.
"Mark?" Mist yelled, confused.
"Mist!" he yelled again, and hugged her.
"God, I've missed you," Mark sighed.
"And you. Oh!" Mist remebered,"Mark, this is my friend, Oliver. Oliver, this is my brother, Mark."

[Mist LightRose]

"Oliver?" she asked.
"Are ... you ... OK?"