#3 Breakfast

Eleanor walked into the Great Hall, immediately looking towards the Slytherin table to see if there was any residual pink glitter on any of the snakes who were present, but she was disappointed to see that was not the case.

Checking the schedule for the day, she was glad to see there were no classes until afternoon, and then when there was class, it was DADA. She enjoyed classes that were hands-on, and hoped this would be more practical than lecture. She filled her plate with eggs, sausage and a pastry and began to eat, wondering what sort of mischief she could get up to during their free time. Maybe she could even convince Jacob and Thomas to work on the dare list with her.

Sipping pumpkin juice, she thought with certainty that this was going to be a pretty great day.

Lailee made eye contact with no one as she walked into the Great Hall and sat at the Slytherin table. She grabbed a piece of toast, nibbling on the corner absentmindedly as she checked the timetable for the day. She remembered Amara saying she had plans for her and Megan, and after Amara's temper in the dorms, she didn't think she'd have chosen to spend time with her anyway even if they hadn't.

Instead, she let her mind wander to who else she could spend time with so she didn't have to wander around alone all morning. She remembered Becca said she had no plans. If that had changed, she supposed she could see what Anise was planning--if the rest of the dorm was learning how to socialize with each other after all of these years, there was no reason Anise couldn't be included as well.

Lailee put down her toast, yawning, and looked around the room. She spotted Eleanor, which reminded her of dinner the previous night, which reminded her of the glitter. Suddenly anxious, she looked around the dining hall and her table suspiciously, making sure there was nothing obviously nefarious going on. Satisfied, she nipped another corner of her toast, before realizing she wasn't that hungry despite her interrupted meal the night before. She briefly wondered if she should be concerned about her lack of appetite, but brushed it off as unimportant, figuring by lunch she'd probably be ravenous.

She sipped some juice, contemplating whether she just wanted to go outside and skip out on having to socialize with her peers or if she wanted to wait around and see who would turn up. Then she remembered Lucas, and how she wanted to apologize to him for her attitude the previous night, and decided to wait around to see if he'd turn up.

Hanna pushed through the doors of the Great hall, tripping over her own feet as she rushed to make herself presentable. She had fallen asleep in the Astronomy tower late last night after sneaking out after curfew and somehow she had ended up sleeping through most of breakfast. As the dark haired girl straightened her tie, and combed her fingers through her hair, she made her way to the end of the near deserted Slytherin table. Her eyes flicked across what was left of the breakfast buffet, already making a mental note to get to the Great hall quicker if she planned on actually eating. Her mind began to wonder towards her first lesson of the day, Defence Against the Dark Arts, she debated whether or not she should go to class even though she knew she needed too. Hanna needed a good grade if she wanted a future outside of Hogwarts but as she looked around at the groups of friends smiling and chatting and then to the empty chairs around her she couldn't seem to care.
"Maybe if I actually got to breakfast early I'd have food and friends" she chuckled at her thought before her wandering eyes landed on Elara. it wasn't like Hanna didn't have friends, she had Elara but she had other friends and Hanna spent to much time with her head in the stars. A yawn broke though her thoughts and she reached up to cover her mouth before taking one more look at the table in front of her, finally deciding on starting with a drink to wake her up.

She sighed as she lent forwards for the half empty jug of orange juice, carefully pouring herself a glass and bringing it to her chapped lips. Hanna drained her juice in seconds, her eyes closed in enjoyment as the tangy drink woke her up a little, bringing a napkin to her lips to erase any proof of the act before placing her now empty glass down. She yawned again as she brought her hand up to wipe the sleep from her eyes and as they slowly opened again they locked on to a lone croissant half way down the table, her stomach grumbling at the sight of it. She took a quick look around as she slowly shuffled down the bench, hoping nobody would mind if she had the last one; it was rightfully hers after all, right? Finders keepers and what not. As she got close to where the croissant so beautifully sat; perfectly golden, buttery and oh so soft, she reached out her hand and snatched the pastry from its resting place before quickly shuffling back to her comfortable corner seat in hopes to eat her prize.

Becca flopped ungracefully onto the bench opposite Lailee, not even looking at her friend until she'd filled her plate with a healthy breakfast. She ate a few bites, yawning tiredly and resting her head on the table. All of the effort she put into her appearance soon meant nothing as a few strands of hair slipped out of the hair tie and her clothes started to wrinkle from her position. After a few moments, she tilted her head to see her roommate, muttering, "Too early. Need sleep."

After a few minutes of forcing herself to feel alive, she pushed herself back up and turned her attention back to her breakfast, her appetite growing stronger than her fatigue. Becca swallowed a bite of yoghurt and eyed Lailee's abandoned toast, "Eat. Picking at food instead of eating it isn't healthy."

She finished her breakfast and then thought to glance at the schedule for the day. Stifling another yawn, Becca asked Lailee, "Want to hang out by the lake this morning? A friend and I missed out on plans with each other yesterday afternoon and I was going to ask him to join me, but I'd like it if you came along, too. He's nice, you'll like him."

Lailee smirked slightly at Becca's overly dramatic antics. Sure, the way they were awakened was not the best way to have been brought to consciousness, but it wasn't as if they weren't going to have to be up soon anyway. She was amused by the display, though, and didn't comment or put Becca on the spot over it.

Instead, she used the time to study the staff table, where the professors seemed very serious for so early in the morning. She hoped it was because they were close to catching and punishing whoever it was that had made a mockery of their house the previous evening.

She looked back at Becca when her friend mentioned eating breakfast, and Lailee shrugged slightly, "I'm just not hungry yet. I don't like to eat first thing in the morning." She really hated to be in the center of attention in this way, and she wished Becca would just drop it. She supposed it was just being a good friend or something, but no one had ever paid this close of attention to her before and it was quite unsettling.

Relieved at the change of subject, Lailee readily agreed when Becca asked her to join them at the lake. With a bright smile, she asked Becca, "Who else are you inviting? I mean, it's not a Gryffindork is it?Or one of their friends?" In all honesty, she was just glad for the invitation, as she wasn't usually picked as a companion for most people. It was nice to be thought of, and she was happy she had taken a chance when Becca had expressed interest in building their friendship.

Kieran Bane wandered into the hall looking like the walking dead. Although a messy morning person to begin with, his hair seemed even wilder than normal and dark circles could be seen faintly under his eyes. He wasn’t entirely sure why he felt so disheveled and tired, but he had a pretty good inkling that it was related to waking up halfway under a sofa chair.

In retrospect, it probably hadn’t been wise to sleep in a fort, but sleep or no sleep, it had still been fun. Part of him wanted to make the tea parties a permanent thing in Hufflepuff. The other part of him though... well, that part of him wanted to kick his ass for even considering it.

Kier shuffled over to the Hufflepuff table and flopped down onto the bench before almost immediately filling his plate with as much bacon as he could. Anything could be made better with bacon. Or at least almost everything.

Halfway through his breakfast he thought to check his schedule for today and instantly regretted it. DADA. He had to take care not to let his expression reveal his thoughts, which had suddenly gone dark at seeing that class. It posed numerous problems for him and almost always meant he was about to be hurting and regretting his life’s choices. And now with Amara...
... If they pair me against her I’m so dead...