Midday Munchies
It was lunch time on the weekend. Students were littering in and out of the Great Hall, some finishing their meals and others just starting. The chatter filled the large space, giving it aura of happy chaos that seemed common for Hogwarts. The Hall was a little over a half full with there being open seats at every table.
While some were chatting Wes was sitting alone staring at a potions book and he had been flipping through the same set of pages for the last ten minutes or so. The boy’s hair was ruffled a bit, he had done this himself, and he was looking a tad bit tired of studying for this subject. He even muttered, “But I do exactly that and it doesn’t… ugh…” before he crossed out another line that was etched in his parchment.
Wes had also looked to have made a bit of a mess of himself. Not that he had even noticed. His lunch had been pretty simple. On the table was the half eaten ham sandwich and a pumpkin pasty. Some of each was Wes’ robes. On his collar was a splotch of mustard from the sandwich and his robe had a bit of pumpkin where he had placed his right arm down onto the plate without noticing it. His mind was elsewhere and it was definitely not focused on his surroundings.
@Skylar Astor
While some were chatting Wes was sitting alone staring at a potions book and he had been flipping through the same set of pages for the last ten minutes or so. The boy’s hair was ruffled a bit, he had done this himself, and he was looking a tad bit tired of studying for this subject. He even muttered, “But I do exactly that and it doesn’t… ugh…” before he crossed out another line that was etched in his parchment.
Wes had also looked to have made a bit of a mess of himself. Not that he had even noticed. His lunch had been pretty simple. On the table was the half eaten ham sandwich and a pumpkin pasty. Some of each was Wes’ robes. On his collar was a splotch of mustard from the sandwich and his robe had a bit of pumpkin where he had placed his right arm down onto the plate without noticing it. His mind was elsewhere and it was definitely not focused on his surroundings.
@Skylar Astor
Midday Munchies

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| “To be misunderstood is not to be broken. It is to be rare.” | Poison Resistance / Statistically Relevant (wisdom) |
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┊ Sta: 6┊Eva: 6┊Str: 4┊Wis: 10┊Arc: 8┊Acc: 6┊ |
Midday Munchies
When hearing someone speak to him, it took a second to realize who it was before he turned his head to see his Slytherin friend. He gave her a smile and then turned back to his Potions book. “Well I’m just looking at the alternate ingredients for a…” however Wes stopped abruptly noticing her coughing fit and slid her his cup of juice. “Here, here.”
Hopefully that would solve the problem. Wes smirked at her and sighed. “Please don’t die here. It would be a bad look for the Gryffindors if a Slytherin girl died at our table.”
Wes then turned on the bench to face her fully, chuckling lightly. He now noticed his robes arm was covered in spiced pumpkin and he exhaled and rolled his eyes at himself. For a second he considered a spell he had read, but decided against it. Dirty robes were better than torn robes, or burnt robes, if the spell was done incorrectly.
Now realizing he looked so messy, Wes looked embarrassed and tried to cover it up as he looked back to Skylar. It was not exactly successful and his eyebrows turned as red as the redness on his cheeks. “So… Skye… what have you been up to?”
@Skylar Astor
Hopefully that would solve the problem. Wes smirked at her and sighed. “Please don’t die here. It would be a bad look for the Gryffindors if a Slytherin girl died at our table.”
Wes then turned on the bench to face her fully, chuckling lightly. He now noticed his robes arm was covered in spiced pumpkin and he exhaled and rolled his eyes at himself. For a second he considered a spell he had read, but decided against it. Dirty robes were better than torn robes, or burnt robes, if the spell was done incorrectly.
Now realizing he looked so messy, Wes looked embarrassed and tried to cover it up as he looked back to Skylar. It was not exactly successful and his eyebrows turned as red as the redness on his cheeks. “So… Skye… what have you been up to?”
@Skylar Astor
Midday Munchies

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x | Mention: Reducio @Wes Morrow |
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| “To be misunderstood is not to be broken. It is to be rare.” | Poison Resistance / Statistically Relevant (wisdom) |
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┊ Sta: 6┊Eva: 6┊Str: 4┊Wis: 10┊Arc: 8┊Acc: 6┊ |
Midday Munchies
Wes arched an eyebrow at her when Skylar showed a pouting face. He did not understand. Did he say something that really offended her or anything like that, at least that is what he wondered. So the boy tilted his head some and said, with a grin, “I was only joking, Skylar. Just messing around.”
He offered her a smile, looking into her eyes for a long moment before deliberately changing just one of them to look just hers. It was hopefully a funny sight. To him it was anyway.
Wes had hoped that would squash whatever type of misstep he had made. Then she spoke of something, gillyweed. He had no earthly idea of what that could be. “Is that… something like seaweed?” Wes asked pushing the plate of food away from himself, “or is it some special plant, I’m guessing?”
The look of interest at that faded when she mentioned the potions text book he had his nose buried in earlier. “Well nothing is actually wrong. I’m just trying to find the alternate ingredients for the antidote of common poisons. I’ve had no luck yet in finding any source. Some type of mint maybe?” At saying that he shrugged his shoulders and closed the book. “Ah whatever, who even knows?”
@Skylar Astor
He offered her a smile, looking into her eyes for a long moment before deliberately changing just one of them to look just hers. It was hopefully a funny sight. To him it was anyway.
Wes had hoped that would squash whatever type of misstep he had made. Then she spoke of something, gillyweed. He had no earthly idea of what that could be. “Is that… something like seaweed?” Wes asked pushing the plate of food away from himself, “or is it some special plant, I’m guessing?”
The look of interest at that faded when she mentioned the potions text book he had his nose buried in earlier. “Well nothing is actually wrong. I’m just trying to find the alternate ingredients for the antidote of common poisons. I’ve had no luck yet in finding any source. Some type of mint maybe?” At saying that he shrugged his shoulders and closed the book. “Ah whatever, who even knows?”
@Skylar Astor
Midday Munchies

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x | Mention: Reducio @Wes Morrow |
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| “To be misunderstood is not to be broken. It is to be rare.” | Poison Resistance / Statistically Relevant (wisdom) |
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┊ Sta: 6┊Eva: 6┊Str: 4┊Wis: 10┊Arc: 8┊Acc: 6┊ |
Midday Munchies
The first thing Wes had noticed when after he attempted to shift his eyes to look like Skylar’s, was that it made her avoid eye contact with him. He was getting better at it, it being the small bit of control the young Metamorphagus was learning for his abilities. So he returned his face to normal, the copied gray eyes of Skylar shifting back to Wes’ true hazel eyes.
Regardless, he still spoke to her with a playful tone and said, “Ah, you’re just hangry, hmm?” Wes chuckled lightly at this before hearing the mention of a potions lesson. He did not remember that lesson, it had been earlier in the year and it was out of his mind now. “Oh… we did? Honestly I can’t remember. Guess I’ll never need it though, when will I need to breathe underwater?”
As for the potion he was discussing, Wes shrugged again. But he did notice her interest and change of demeanor when discussing topic. “Nothing in the class, no. At least I don’t remember it being said in class. It was in something else I read, I think. A possible alternate ingredient or something.” Wes had opened the book again, but decided to close it before shrugging once more. “Honestly I probably should just be worrying about the primary ingredients, I think. I More likely to be on our exams. I know you like plants, but I didn’t know you were a potions girl.”
@Skylar Astor
Regardless, he still spoke to her with a playful tone and said, “Ah, you’re just hangry, hmm?” Wes chuckled lightly at this before hearing the mention of a potions lesson. He did not remember that lesson, it had been earlier in the year and it was out of his mind now. “Oh… we did? Honestly I can’t remember. Guess I’ll never need it though, when will I need to breathe underwater?”
As for the potion he was discussing, Wes shrugged again. But he did notice her interest and change of demeanor when discussing topic. “Nothing in the class, no. At least I don’t remember it being said in class. It was in something else I read, I think. A possible alternate ingredient or something.” Wes had opened the book again, but decided to close it before shrugging once more. “Honestly I probably should just be worrying about the primary ingredients, I think. I More likely to be on our exams. I know you like plants, but I didn’t know you were a potions girl.”
@Skylar Astor
Midday Munchies

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| “To be misunderstood is not to be broken. It is to be rare.” | Poison Resistance / Statistically Relevant (wisdom) |
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┊ Sta: 6┊Eva: 6┊Str: 4┊Wis: 10┊Arc: 8┊Acc: 6┊ |
Midday Munchies
Wes did think it was odd. Odd that she was not meeting his eyes for another time. What was it, he thought, and he was just about to press her about it but decided not to do so.
Instead he tilted his head when she chuckled. He did not exactly love potions, nor did he particularly enjoy herbology. Some people had to though, and Wes knew Skylar was one of those some that did.
He was also about to answer her question about herbs and potions, but when she mentioned her plural indoor gardens his eyes widened at her. “Indoor gardens, like a lot of them. How large is your home, Skylar? Is your family that wealthy?” Wes came from a decently wealthy family too, but not anything where they owned a large estate.
“I didn’t know I was friends with a rich girl.” Wes chuckled at this, smiling at her and offering a little wink so she would definitely know he was kidding. Well not about he being rich, but that the teasing was just friendly joking. “So all your family love plants too? Is that how they’ve all made the family fortune and what not?” He was also joking here, but he also wanted to know if herbology was really that lucrative.
@Skylar Astor
Instead he tilted his head when she chuckled. He did not exactly love potions, nor did he particularly enjoy herbology. Some people had to though, and Wes knew Skylar was one of those some that did.
He was also about to answer her question about herbs and potions, but when she mentioned her plural indoor gardens his eyes widened at her. “Indoor gardens, like a lot of them. How large is your home, Skylar? Is your family that wealthy?” Wes came from a decently wealthy family too, but not anything where they owned a large estate.
“I didn’t know I was friends with a rich girl.” Wes chuckled at this, smiling at her and offering a little wink so she would definitely know he was kidding. Well not about he being rich, but that the teasing was just friendly joking. “So all your family love plants too? Is that how they’ve all made the family fortune and what not?” He was also joking here, but he also wanted to know if herbology was really that lucrative.
@Skylar Astor
Midday Munchies

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x | Mention: Reducio @Wes Morrow |
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| “To be misunderstood is not to be broken. It is to be rare.” | Poison Resistance / Statistically Relevant (wisdom) |
Ⓢⓚⓨⓛⓐⓡ Ⓐⓢⓣⓞⓡ |
┊ Sta: 6┊Eva: 6┊Str: 4┊Wis: 10┊Arc: 8┊Acc: 6┊ |

