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Neville took a bite of his own dinner, glad it tasted good.
He poured his bowl of sauce over the chicken, making it taste even better.
Getting up, he grabbed a cup of ice water for Karina, and a cup of milk for himself.
"The sauce makes it taste much better, and you can't taste the wine at all." He told her, smiling.
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"Yes, luckily." Atropa replied, laughing. She loved Slytherin, but not as much as Draco.
She'd already finished half her plate, and was feeling quite warm and happy.
She wondered, quietly, and to herself, why Adrian had wanted help when he'd already known what to do.
Shrugging to herself, she took another bite.
"Of course not!" She replied, smiling.
"I think I'd like to make something... Home-y tomorrow. Fried chicken, maybe?" She asked, finishing off her plate.
There was still food left, but she didn't want to seem like a pig.
He poured his bowl of sauce over the chicken, making it taste even better.
Getting up, he grabbed a cup of ice water for Karina, and a cup of milk for himself.
"The sauce makes it taste much better, and you can't taste the wine at all." He told her, smiling.
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"Yes, luckily." Atropa replied, laughing. She loved Slytherin, but not as much as Draco.
She'd already finished half her plate, and was feeling quite warm and happy.
She wondered, quietly, and to herself, why Adrian had wanted help when he'd already known what to do.
Shrugging to herself, she took another bite.
"Of course not!" She replied, smiling.
"I think I'd like to make something... Home-y tomorrow. Fried chicken, maybe?" She asked, finishing off her plate.
There was still food left, but she didn't want to seem like a pig.