Exploring The Kitchens [Francis]

Francis sighed. It was a long and deep sigh of boredom. He did have homework, yes. But who would do homework on a beautiful Sunday morning? Yes, no one. Not if you’re not one of those Ravenclaw booknerds. Though they were cute booknerds, he had to admit.

His two best friends were still asleep. Just like most people. Francis walked through the common room, restlessly. He wanted to do something fun, yet productive. Pierre flew in right that moment with the Sunday edition of the news paper. He took it and threw it on the couch. Pierre happily cooed and flew away. Probably; to do something fun.

Francis checked again if no one was coming down. It didn’t seem like it so, he decided to do his favourite hobby, which he had abandoned lately: Cooking. He walked out the Slytherin Common room and made his way upstairs. He greeted some early birds along the way who were about to head for either breakfast or the library to study. Both not very exciting or interesting activities.

Now what Francis was about to do was very exciting and interesting. He sneaked past the common room of hufflepuff right to the kitchen. He had done this many times before. The elves knew him by now and didn’t really mind his presence. Yet, the teachers didn’t know about it and it was kind of against the rules so he had to be careful.

Inside there were only a little amount of elves at work. He sat down at one of the closest tables and opened his own cooking book. He had decided what he would make but on the way of getting some supplies he bumped into a, exchange student, mind you a very beautiful one. “Ah it’s okay. Are you alright, mademoiselle?” he said as he took her hand and pressed a kiss on it and looked up with a gentle smile. His eyes meeting hers. He hadn’t seen her before, he knew that much.