#4 Breakfast

'Okay. That sounds good.' Mathias nodded, letting her recapture his gaze. 'I was just thinking, if you ever needed some support - doing some fundraising, or you fall a bit short of Galleons, I'd be happy to help. I'm not into Quidditch myself, but I've been to a lot of games and I've heard how expensive the sport can get. You're a captain now, and since it's important you have what you need to show your true potential...' He shrugged, hoping she wouldn't be offended at him offering to help.

He hardly saw the point in having a generous allowance if he couldn't use it to help people who needed it. Not that he thought Nyx couldn't handle it on her own, but Mathias was willing to help her pay for it if she let him. Broomsticks were not an easy expensive for anyone, let alone a Hogwarts student. He'd have said more and explained himself better, but Kat could hear too and he didn't want to sound like...Mathias didn't even know. He blushed, busying himself to gathering his books and putting them in his bag.

'Hm? Exploring?' Mathias glanced at the girls. 'Yeah, sure. I'm always up for some exploring. I do need to track down Kieran Bane later though - he helped me with my Whomping Willow project, so I'm betting he might be open to a few more crazy ideas.' He passed it off as a joke, though knew there were those who really did think his ideas were just crazy in a not-so-funny way.

He nodded at the suggestion that they head to Herbology, though let the girls walk ahead of him. Mathias hurried to catch up, still sorting books into his bag as he ran.

Waving at Grace offhandedly, not even realising he was doing it, he thought about riding a broom. "I haven't, but I hope it isn't"

He shrugged. Gerald didn't really think too much about the study session. He just wanted to do the dare. "I think I'm a little mad? Maybe?"

Gerald couldn't help but laugh a little bit at himself. "Let's go find grace, maybe she has a good idea"

Tiana watched as Abigail climbed on the table to shake her bottom, paying tribute to the night before. It was no doubt a dare and cleverly executed too. Thomas was too tired to laugh, but she tried anyway. “Girl, you're absolutely bonkers,” she commented, shaking her head in hilarity. She meant it in the best way, finding the fourth year entertaining. Her smile was too tired to reach her eyes, but it was there. She took a bite of her pancakes as her friend sat back down, looking around to see if anyone saw Maples attempt the dare. “Exhausted isn't even the word, Abs. All I want to do is sleep,” she responded, pouting her lip with an infantile sadness.

After that, a lot of the conversation surrounding her fell on deaf ears. She dragged her fork around in the syrup that had pooled at the bottom of her plate. Did she even put syrup on her pancakes or was it already on them when she served herself? Tiana was too tired to remember. It was Ronan's mention of her name that caused her to listen in again, but she couldn't even look up at him. “I slept bloody awful,” she mumbled, a little annoyed by his tongue-in-cheek question. She would've given anything to be able to go back to her dorm and sleep a couple hours, but knew that wasn't an option. She had a Herbology lesson to attend after breakfast.

Thomas pushed her plate away, signaling she was done with her meal; at least she ate a quarter of it. “Let's get this show on the road, Gryffindor,” she said with more frustration than enthusiasm. The timetable seemed to be on her side, too, as food began to disappear from the Great Hall. It really was time to get the show on the road. Tiana sluggishly stood after a nudge and watched as Jacob attempted to wake Genevieve from her slumber. Normally she would help, but Tiana had half a mind to join her. With a tired sigh, Thomas headed off to class.

Quirking an eyebrow at her friends rather odd request, Elara's suspicions only grew. "Is this for another one of those dares?" she inquired skeptically. She didn't know why she bothered asking the question, of course Hanna would now attempt to conquer all dares upon the list. "Honestly, there's so much more you could be doing in your spare time, productive things like studying for your OWLs" then there was the simple fact that they wouldn't be sitting their OWLs until their fifth year.

After a moment or two of contemplation, the Hufflepuff gave a sigh of relent. "Fine, but you're gonna owe me for this, when do you need it by?" she was hopeful that Hanna wouldn't ruin her uniform- it would be the perfect excuse for her parents not to buy her a broom if that happened. They'd simply say that they needed the money to purchase a replacement and they couldn't just throw money away on something that she didn't need.

Anyone who could imply that she didn't need a broom, didn't really know her at all- especially with the Quidditch season fast approaching.