baking brownies

Afonka was still hungry. Because he'd shown up at dinner half way through, he'd really only gotten to have a few bites of food before it'd all been replaced by desserts. And as amazing as desserts were, he couldn't help but take Faye's words to heart and try to cut down on the amount of candy he ingested.

However, that idea flew out of the window as he walked into the kitchens. Gaping at the scene in front of him, he looked at the girl by the oven, "Are you baking something?"

"Brownies...." Afonka grinned, clapping his hands together, "I love brownies." Taking a seat by her, he grinned again at her offer. This girl - a transfer student, he could hear it in her voice - was so nice to offer baked goods to a complete stranger.

"I'd love some." Remembering his manners, he held out a hand, "Thank you. I'm Afonka Alkaev by the way."

"Extra chocolate....." Afonka grinned, his mouth beginning to water, "I love chocolate." he said, turning to stare at the oven with wide eyes. Looking back at her, he nodded, "Ok, I'll just savour these ones for a long time." Laughing at himself, he shook his head softly.

"It must be so cool to be from Hogwarts." Afonka breathed, staring at her, "I heard that you guys have ghosts and talking portraits."

"Well, no." Sighing softly, Afonka frowned, slumping his shoulders, "Because I get really hyper when I eat chocolate. But it's worth it," he nodded, "because chocolate is just that good."

And it was. It was so sweet and chocolatey. Grinning at the thought of chocolate, he glanced back at the brownies in the oven.

Looking back at Charlotte, his eyes widened, "You're a prankster? What's the best prank you've ever pulled?"

"I think I would." Afonka laughed, remembering what happened last time, "No, I know I would. But it's totally worth it."

Deeply inhaling the sweet smell of the brownies, he sighed softly, shooting Charlotte a toothy grin.

"Wow," Afonka breathed, eyes wide after he listened to her story, "You must be a genius to be able to come up with that idea in the first place. I know I couldn't." frowning slightly, he shrugged, pushing the thought away, looking back at the girl.

Grinning at her, he turned, watching her with a look of an anticipation as she headed towards the oven. Pouting slightly at the announcement that the brownies weren't done, he sighed softly, shrugging, "Oh well. Waiting a bit more won't be that bad."

Swinging his feet a bit, Afonka hummed, smiling, "Durmstrang's great. I mean, sure it's cold during the winter, but the people here are great and the grounds are huge and it's just amazing." Sighing, he spread his arms out wide as he described the great school they were currently in.

Nodding, he said, "That's still a pretty genius idea to come up with."

"The best brownies in the world...." Afonka stared at her, a trancelike expression on his face before he shook his head, clearing his expression, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand before he clapped his hands together, "I can't wait!"

Pausing for a moment, he pulled softly on a lock of his dark hair before speaking softly, "So I guess it's only a matter of time before there's a dark wizard from Beauxbatons."

Staring at her for a moment, he grinned, reaching over to hug her, "Really? Thank you! That's - thank you!"

"These are going to be so awesome!" Afonka grinned, rocking slightly back and forth in anticipation, rubbing his hands together. He couldn't wait. These brownies were going to be worth the wait.

Shrugging slightly, the boy grinned, waving his arms around, "You never know. We might all be attacked with the magic of music and creativity."

Swallowing hard, he sat back in his chair heavily, shrugging slightly, "There's this guy in my house and year who goes around and makes everyone's lives miserable. He sort of deserves to be pranked." Shrugging again, he glanced up at Charlotte again.

"Ohh they are," Charlotte laughed. Standing up once more, she checked on the brownies and with a smile, she took them out and placed them in front of them as she sat down once more. "They're done," she grinned as she smelt the rich chocolate. Charlotte asked a house elf for a knife and two tall glasses of milk for both of them. Once being received, she placed the glass in front of the boy and continued to cut the brownies into a reasonable size.

"And now, we wait for them to cool down," she grinned.

"I would wait to be killed," Charlotte said seriously. "I would shoot myself if that happened."

"A boy," she smirked. "Hmm, fine then, I will start to teach you. We can do it another night considering it's about to be past your bed time." She joked.

Practically drooling as Charlotte took the brownies from out of the oven, Afonka's eyes widened until they were comparable to saucers. "Wow," he muttered to himself, unable to take his eyes off the chocolateyness of the brownies.

Pouting at the announcement that they'd have to wait, he nodded nonetheless, "Alright."

Mouth falling open, Afonka's eyes widened again, "Seriously? I don't think it'd be that bad."

Clapping his hands together, the Hrabrost's eyes shined, "Thank you!" hugging her again, he smiled, "I've been up later before."

"It would help you didn't look at them," Charlotte said as she handed him a napkin with a laugh. "I'm sure your girlfriend would find it gross if you were drooling for something that wasn't her."

She wasn't going to make him wait longer though, it was only like five minutes. But perhaps for him, five minutes with dessert in front of him was an eternity.

Charlotte scoffed, "I do not want to live in a world full of creativity, glitter, paint and anything else. I like the world we live in now. Sure, maybe it could use some improvement but it's better than the world being ruled by some pansy French school."

She rolled her eyes as she hesitantly hugged him back as she muttered with a small smile, "Don't get used to my hugs."

"But it's food." Afonka protested, taking the napkin, "That's different." Pausing, he titled his head towards her, "Wait, how do you know I have a girlfriend?"

Giggling softly, he said, "But it'd be colourful! And everything would be pretty to look at!"

Nodding, he pulled away, "I won't." Still nodding, he gave her a small salute.

"That's understandable," Charlotte nodded. "And it's my food too... so I guess it's alright."

"I didn't," The Slytherin gave out a chuckle and a smirk right afterwards. "But you just told me." All it was to Charlotte was an assumption and the only thing the boy had done was confirm something she didn't know. It's something that she did often, make a statement that she didn't believe in and then it would be confirmed or denied.

"How does your girlfriend feel about this boy that bully's you?" She asked curiously, "Or does she not know?"

"That's boring," Charlotte scowled at the thought. "A world that everything is pretty. What world would we live in if everything was just like that? A perfect world? I think not. There will always be something that's ugly, one way or another."

She smiled at his salute but the pang in her heart was evident. That was one thing she hated about herself recently. Ever since her sister passed away... she had grown maternal to anyone younger than her. The innocence was present on the boy, much like it was in Faye and anyone other kid she ended up liking. Mavis, her younger sister, was the most innocent girl in the world. Before, she didn't like it but now... now she missed it.

Snapping herself out of her deep thoughts before they could dig themselves into a deeper hole, Charlotte returned the boy's salute with a slight smile.

Nodding, he smiled, "It is." Glancing back down at the brownies, he crinkled the napkins between his fingers, biting his lip softly.

Glancing back up, he nodded slowly, grinning, "Ah, that's pretty smart." Eyes widening slightly at her question, he glanced down at his lap, "Erm no." swallowing hard, he shrugged, "it just hasn't come up."

Tilting his head slightly, he shrugged, "But just because things look pretty doesn't mean they're perfect."

Glancing back at the brownies, he drummed his fingers against the table, completely missing Charlotte's momentary silence. Flicking his gaze back up, he smiled back at her salute back.

"Alright, I think I've tortured you enough," Charlotte said as she placed a brownie in front of the boyt. "Eat up... and then go cause chaos."

Charlotte shrugged at his compliment, or at least she took it as one, and smirked, "Yeah well, the perks of being me." She raised a curious eyebrow, "She tougher than you?" she joked, "Afraid that she might beat up this boy when you couldn't?"

"Well that's what they're going to be aiming for," The Slytherin said. "All they want is pretty and perfect. Or well, the ones I have met are."

Eyes widening, Afonka grinned, picking up the brownie from in front of him. Bouncing slightly on his seat, he took his first bite of the brownie. It - it was - swallowing, he quickly gobbled up the rest of the brownie, turning to stare at her, "That. Was. Amazing."

Nodding slightly, he looked at her in awe, "It must be pretty awesome to be you." Shaking his head, he glanced down at his feet, "I just don't want her to worry, that's all."

"I've never met anyone from Beauxbatons. I wonder what they're like."

Charlotte was about to take a bite of her brownie but watching the boy eat his, she slowly put it down and slid it over to him.... along with the rest of the brownie plate, "You can... uh, you can have these."

"Why would you say that," she asked as she rolled her eyes as she and leaned back onto there chair. "I said perks, never said it was amazing." She mumbled the last part though.

The girl nodded, shrugging slightly, "I suppose so but you do know you have to have communication, right?"

"They're sometimes good people," Charlotte said slowly. "Others.... they're just annoyingly happy."