#5 Breakfast

Gerald rubbed his eyes. It was a long night. Between the Braxorn Riots and his run through the Castle, he was tired. He still had plans, though. He was going to find ways into every part of the Castle and beyond. If he needed to search for more founders stuff, he didn't want to sneak around. For that reason he was going to try joining the Quidditch Team, when his house was having tryouts.

Speaking of the Founders, his mind went to the sheet of Parchment in his pocket, even as he ate his Jam Toast. He had History first, so maybe he could get some answers there. If not, he was going to the Library. Hopefully this wasn't a restricted book. Sneaking around was so dangerous.

Shaking his head, he tried to think of other stuff. He woke up early, maybe his friends were coming soon.

Elara entered the hall wearily, she was still tired from the night befoe and her stomach was aching with hunger. Surely she was close to starvation? A couple of sandwiches last night hadn't been nearly enough to satisfy her. Starting towards the Hufflepuff table, she stopped as she caught snippets of conversation from people she passed by. Oh god. She'd forgotten. How in merlins beard had she forgotten?!

Today marked the start of the quidditch season.

It was as if someone had breathed new life into the weary fourth year and the weariness drained from her body as she looked around. Gaze flying to the Slytherin table, seeking the one person she desired to talk with about the matter. It didn't take long for her to find Hanna among the sea of green robes and the moment that she had located her friend, she started towards her at a run.

"Hanna! It's quidditch season! That means try-outs will be soon! I have been waiting my whole life for this moment!" she exclaimed as she reached her friend, briefly noting her uniform upon the seat next to Hanna and roughly shoving it into her bag- not even trying to be gentle. Elara hadn't tried out for the house team in previous years due to her parents disapproval of the idea, but she was older now and more confident in herself and she was going to try out for the team whether her parents liked it or not.

Grabbing a plate she began piling it high with the makings of a full english- when she seemed satisfied with the amount on her plate (that surely looked enough to feed two people) she began to eat quickly, only pausing to drink some orange juice in between mouthfuls. She had to keep her strength up if planned on making the team.

Spotting Grace, he stood up from his seat and made his way over to her. Dodging bigger people, he stood next to her, not willing to sit at her Table. "Did you finish it?"

He wasn't comfortable mentioning the Founder's Parchment to others. Some students might realise that Gerald was the one in their Common Rooms. "Also, I had some trouble, I think we should do some research?"

This was a brilliant way to hide what he was really trying to say. Hopefully she understood it.

"Yeah, did you?" she asked. She moved some stuff around in her bag before pulling out his robes. "Here, take these." she said. She was being a little quiet as well, in all the chatter of the Great Hall at breakfast time. "Sit down, nobody cares." she said, shuffling over to allow him if he wanted to.

She looked at him, "I mean, it's totally old I know we have History, so we could ask Professor Archerose? she said, just as a suggestion. They were working on this together, after all. Teamwork making the dream work. "Or hang out at the Library afterwards."

Grace smiled when he sat next to her, and continued eating. "We've got History next anyways, I doubt we'll have too much time in the library beforehand." she shrugged, "Besides, Professor Archerose might be able to tell us a specific book to look for." She thought that just searching for all books on ancient languages might be a touch difficult.

"Probably because the Founders wanted to make it difficult for us." she said with a frown, "Like a test, to see how we do." She pulled out her own parchment, pretending they were going over some homework. She wondered about the comic, but now wasn't the time for that. "Maybe to show that they should let everybody into every common room? But the founders were the ones who split us in the first place!"

The night before had been exciting and scary, which had worn her out considerably. She had gotten ready for her day, plaiting her hair down both sides before offering Mungo her arm. She promised him that she would take him to the main door and let him fly today while she had class. So, that is what she would do, if he took her arm. She would by pass the great hall for just a moment, go out the door and look at him. "Right lad, ye be back at the owlry later... Good huntin' and have fun..." She would say to him and allow him to fly away without any issue.

Walking into the Great Hall, she heard the buzz going around the tables. Students were mingling with each other and she smiled when she overheard about the baby braxhorn. Well, that was a good thing certainly. Seeing that Hanna was already there, Lindsey made her way to the Slytherin Table and sat on the other side. "Hello." She said, putting her some eggs on her plate. Looking around, she was about to let out a sigh, when she saw a very small bowl of Haggis near her and a broad smile formed on her lips as she grabbed it. It was literally only enough for maybe one person, which didn't surprise her as many English students didn't care for it. "Where are ye at in ye're book, Hanna?" She asked as she plated the contents of the bowl and also grabbed some toast and a few other items.

Soon, she saw a Hufflepuff join them and she smiled at her as she joined them. "Are ye trying out, Hanna? I was gonna go as soon as Potions finished." She said as she took a bite of the food on her plate.

Abby had woken up with a sing song attitude. For some reason she felt like it was going to be a good day. She planned on hitting some extra curricular activities later, perhaps some dueling practice? Abby was even debating trying out for the quidditch team, though she thought she was rubbish at it.

She skipped down the hall to the Gryffindors’ table and grabbed a heaping pile of pancakes. She’d need the energy today. Abby sat there reading her schedule and eating pancakes, she hummed a little tune as she waited for the mail and her mates to join them. She had charms this morning, it wasn’t as exciting as Herbology but Abby remained optimistic. After all charms was a very important class.