𝚃𝙾 𝐁𝐄 𝙾𝚁 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝚃𝙾 𝙱𝙴

̥۪͙۪◌ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ - ❛ᴀɴɴᴏᴜɴᴄᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ❜༉‧₊˚

As the many gold plates filled with piles upon piles of food, Celine forgot about all else and her mouth watered. All these dishes looked great, but she was desperate for some French cuisine. "I don't even know what most of this stuff is..." Celine mumbled. Twisting, she decided to ask Pansy for some recommendations, as it seemed the girl had good taste.

Pansy, although surprised, piled roast beef, beef wellington, shepherd's pie, lamb chops, chips (fries in English), tripe, rolls, Yorkshire pudding, peas, carrots, and gravy onto Celine's plate. She then said to the goblet, "Butterbeer!" and slid a bowl of stew towards Celine. Celine, drooling, quickly wiped her mouth and picked up her fork and knife, diving into the heavy plate in front of her.

"This iz 'eavenly!!!" Celine declared, scuffing down her plate, and washing it down with her bowl of stew. Although hesitant at first, she quickly grew to like the butterbeer in her goblet.

The second Celine finished eating, her dirty plates disappeared and a new one appeared. "There's a second course?" Celine said, confused.

Pansy laughed. "Can't forget about dessert, darling!"

From next to Pansy, Draco Malfoy watched as the girl's eyes widened in surprise as plates and dishes of pie, pudding, cake, ice cream, tarts, custards, marshmallows, jelly, candies, and trifle.

"Oh, mon dieu..." The girl whispered. He watched as Pansy piled more food onto the girl's plate and wondered if she could eat it all.

Sitting up straight, as if answering his thoughts, the girl grabbed another fork and dug into the custard, moaning at the delightful taste.

Laughing quietly to himself, Draco grabbed a treacle tart and munched on it.

Celine, who heard him laugh, looked over Pansy to him.

"Draco?" Celine gasped, standing up, "You are a wizard too? No wonder Auntie Cissy hasn't come by in so long!"

"I was wondering when you'd notice me," Draco teased, grinning. "I know you missed me, CC"

"Draco!" Celine blushed at the cringy nickname.

Unbeknownst to them, A group of Gryffindors were watching the interaction.

"I told you!" The girl hissed.

"Are you sure you aren't misunderstanding them?" The boy looked crestfallen.

"Bloody hell, mate, when have you given a second thought about Malfoy?"

Just then, the old man that Celine had noticed earlier standing at the head table cleared his throat. "So!" said Dumbledore, smiling around at them all. "Now that we are all fed and watered, I must once more ask for your attention, while I give out a few notices.

"Mr. Filch, the caretaker, has asked me to tell you that the list of objects forbidden inside the castle has this year been extended to include Screaming Yo-yos, Fanged Frisbees, and Ever-Bashing Boomerangs. The full list comprises some four hundred and thirty-seven items, I believe, and can be viewed in Mr. Filch's office, if anybody would like to check it." The corners of Dumbledore's mouth twitched.

He continued, "As ever, I would like to remind you all that the forest on the grounds is out-of-bounds to students, as is the village of Hogsmeade to all below third year. "It is also my painful duty to inform you that the Inter-House Quidditch Cup will not take place this year."

"What?" Draco gasped. "This old man has gone senile!" He looked around at his fellow members of the Quidditch team. They were mouthing soundlessly at Dumbledore, apparently too appalled to speak. Dumbledore went on, "This is due to an event that will be starting in October, and continuing throughout the school year, taking up much of the teachers' time and energy — but I am sure you will all enjoy it immensely. I have great pleasure in announcing that this year at Hogwarts —"