When Twix just aren't enough

[Logan Kings]

Logan huffed as he sat down at one of the many counters and threw down his books. He looked at the house evles, dashing around, preparing food for the next breakfast. It was midnight. Shouldn't they be sleeping?
"Care for a cup of Pumpkin Juice, Mister Logan?"
Logan looked down at a soot-covered little elf with long lashes and a cup in her hand, filled with orange liquid.
"No thank you, Pojo" He said to the small she-elf. He came here almost every night, and alway denied the drink, but she continued to pester him.
The sad elf immediately walked away, as she did every night, and left Logan alone to try and study. It wasn't so rare for mister Kings to show up here, with a book in one hand, and a Snickers in the other. Ravenclaws were annoying as hell when he tried to study. Most likely becasue they couldn't bear having a dumb one in their house.

[Rosie Lupin]

Rosie wasn't supposed to be in the kitchens that late at night. She had a Quidditch game tomorrow, against Hufflepuff, so she needed her sleep. But, besides that, it was dangerous to wander the corridors at night, when Death Eaters could be lurking around any corner, just waiting to strike. However, she'd borrowed her cousin, James', Marauder's Map to keep her out of trouble, and so far, she hadn't run into anyone.

Sucessfully reaching the kitchen without having a run in with any unwelcome people, Rosie tickled the pear in the left corner of the painting, listening to its faint laughter before sliding into the kitchens which were, as usual, bustling with house elves of every size and shape. Most of them turned to greet her, as she tended to be a regular visitor to their domains, and offered her some form of food: hot chocolate, tea, crumpets, muffins, fruit. She gratefully accepted a muffin and a steaming mug of hot chocolate before making her way to sit next to the boy whom she'd noticed when she first walked in. "KINGS!" she greeted him happily, grinning as she took a seat next to him, "Jesus, it's been forever."

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[Logan Kings]

Logan looked up from a rather unintriguing chapter on the usages of Dragon Fangs, and blinked a few times to clear his eyes. When he stopped only seeing shapes and colors, he smiled. It was his Gryffindor friend, Rosie.
"God, Rose" He exclaimed, shutting the book with a bang, stratling a few Elves out of their hustle and bustle. "I thought you were on of them annoying Ravens. They are driving me insane!" He pounded his fist off of the table infront of him, and was tempted to start smacking his head, though the presence of a lady restrained him.
"What's a nice girl like you doing down here this late at night?" He asked, rubbign his eyes, and stiffling a yawn. "And where's ol' Ted? I hardly see yi'nse apart"

[Rosie Lupin]

Rosie laughed as she heard a clatter behind her, one of the house elves dropping a pan due to Logan's very loud display of annoyance. "Oh, they'll come around," she said of the Ravenclaws. She felt rather bad for her friend, who'd been placed in Ravenclaw, even if he wasn't exactly the sharpest knife in the drawer. But he was a lot smarter than Rosie, which was definitely saying something. Of course, all of his housemates made fun of him, which forced him to make friends out of House. Rosie'd met him in fourth year after a rather nasty match Quidditch match between the two Houses, in which there was an astounding, and extraordinarily rare tie.

"Ted's asleep back in the Common Room," Rosie answered, yawning widely, her hand reaching up to cover her mouth. "I tried to Levitate him up to his bed, but I had a bit of trouble. Anyways, he wouldn't wake up for ANYTHING, and I was hungry, so I just came down. But what is a fine fellow such as yourself doing down here? Surely you can't actually be still studying? Lordy, do you ever do anything else?" She was joking of course. But he did study a lot. It was the fact that he wasn't as brilliant as the other people of his House, which forced him to study more. And Rosie usually had to help out.

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[Logan Kings]

"You've been telling me that for years"
Logan chuckled. "Sleeping Beauty never wakes" He joked, wondering if Rosie was about to hit him for insulting her boyfriend. "He must snore like a...chainsaw" Wolf would be more appropriate, but Rosie would DEFINETLEY hit him for that.
"And, oh yes, insult me for studying. But, when you fail Duros's next pop quiz, or the Newt's final, don't come crying to me!" But, of course, the chances of that were slim to none, because Rosie was an exceptional student. Practically a genius. Which was why he often recruited her as a study buddy, if you don't mind rhymes.
"And, this, my dear Weasley, is about the usages of Dragon Fangs, which I know nothing about, other than your Uncle Bill is fighting for the banning of them in potions and charms. Not that I blame them. I'm pretty sure Dragons don't enjoy getting their teeth ripped out"

[Rosie Lupin]

"I've been telling you that for years because it's true," she answered cheekily, looking thoughtfully at him, "Whether they come around in a year or fifty, they will eventually. Besides, you're a good guy. I still ponder why they tease you." And she did. Logan was smart enough, even if he was a little below average for a Ravenclaw. He beat her scores on every test either of them had ever taken. Her face cracked a grin when he began to comment on Teddy. "That he does," she said of the chainsaw snoring.

"I don't plan on failing," she answered playfully, glancing at the book in his hands, "I'll just cheat off Zane or James or someone close by. They always seem to know the answers." Of course, she wasn't exactly a genius. She just had a good memory, which served its purposes on pop quizzes such as the ones that Duros had a tendency to had out. "And that sounds like the single most BORING book ever written. Give me that." She snatched the book out of his hands, scanning through a page, making comments about a few passages before stopping and looking up at him, incredulous. "Why the bloody hell is this thing talking about dragon shit? It's not as though anyone WANTS to know about that."

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[Logan Kings]

Logan chukcled as she snatched the book from his hands, and began skimmign through the pages in a blurr. When she stooped, and gave him a rather incredulous look, he chuckled. She protested the contents, loudly, making Logan burst into a fit of laughter.
"I can tell you right now, I don't even want to know about it!"
He snatched back the book, and flipped through the pages, again, trying to find his spot, despite the fact all of it was pretty much the same. Dragon Fangs, potential explosion, or somehting like that, poison finder, and then repeat.
He shrugged and pulled a long, wrapped up object from his pocket. A muggle candy bar, of course! He broke it in half, and offered a part to Rosie.
"Twix?" He asked.

[Rosie Lupin]

Rosie laughed at her friend as he set the book down. She doubted anyone had ever read that book the full way through. Not even the editor, which was saying something. She'd never been very interested in reading. It was a tad bit boring in her eyes. As he pulled the Muggle candy bar out of her eyes, her eyes lit up. Candy was a bit of a soft spot for this particular girl. "Yes please," she answered, taking her half when he held it out and taking a small bite, closing her eyes and sighing. Finally, her eyes shot open, and she called over a house elf from the group washing dishes.

"Hey Ernie!" The little elf bounded over to her side, grinning up at her. "Have you guys ever considered making candy bars? I believe you lot'd be quite good at it." The little elf shook his head before gesturing for her to hand the bar to him. "We'd be happy to try!" he exclaimed in a squeeky, high-pitched voice. Rosie grinned at him. "You're the best, Ernie." She patted him lightly on the head, watching him grin in self-happiness before trotting over to his house elf friends and starting to whisper with them. A few glanced over at Rosie, who smiled and waved at them before turning back to Logan. "I love those little creatures."

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[Logan Kings]

Logan chewed his candy bar, noisily, as Rosie began and finished her candy-making conversation with a little elf, whom Logan often saw helping Pojo with desserts.
"I don't know what Hogwarts would do without them and their amazing food talents. That's one of the many thigns I don't miss about muggle school. Psycho lunch ladies and their unrecognizable, and inedible food." He chuckled, his odd, throaty laugh and immediately felt self-conscious, though he wasn' sure why. Rosie had Ted, so she wan'st avaliable, plus, he wouldn't dare cross any lines between the freindship they had, already. He would totally flunk without her.

[Rosie Lupin]

Rosie laughed at his spiel about Muggle school. Lucky for her, she'd never been there. She'd spent the years of her childhood mostly at the Burrow, playing and running around under her grandparents' care while her parents were at work. She'd had company as well. All her cousins, including Lily and James, as well as the occasional visit from Victoire, and the always-present Teddy. Often times, her grandfather would bring out a strange Muggle device, and the group would spend the afternoon playing around with it. Once, it'd been a computer, until Teddy got mad at the thing and broke it with a simple Stunning Spell. All the children had been angry with him for the rest of the day, except Rosie, who was only slightly grudging.

"Tell me about Muggle school," she said, putting her chin on her hand, her elbow resting on the top of the table in front of them, bottle green eyes staring at him, interested, "It must've been hell." Granted, that was when he hadn't known he was a wizard, so she doubted he thought he was missing much. Perhaps, he simply thought that was the best life had to offer. Rosie sort of pitied Muggles. They had the most boring lives.

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[Logan Kings]

Logan stared back into the bottle green eyes with his own 'cloudless day' blue ones. He shrugged, think back. "Wow, how long's it been? Seven years? Huh. I'm sure you don't wanna hear about it."
She was lucky, having a large, very magical family. She never had to go to 'prison' like he had to for five years. She had ran around with her magical folk, doing tricks, and stuff like that. Muggles were boring. But, he didn't hate them. He still was thinking about attending a Muggle College, though for what, he still wasn't sure. Muggles, though dull, had far more opprotunities for a Mudblood than the Wizarding world. He wasn't sure he wanted to be caught up in this war until adulthod. It sucked that he would have to attend a year of High School before going out into their world, though.
"Well, it's not nearly as beautiful as this" He gestured, meaning the castle, and all of the land. "It's boring. They teach stuff like Reading, and Mathmatics, though I can see where those are useful. They have Physcial Education, where you get a grade for being good at sports, and Art and Music classes, where you get grades for drawing and painting, as well as Singing and playing an instrument. Those were the onyl three classes I was any good at. Or, paid any attention in, and applied myself"
He smiled, because Rosie knew he was smart, and not stupid like the popular image.
"The food was bad. The elves are so much better at cooking. Most of Muggle Food in Muggle Schools are tastless, or inedible, like I said before."
He shrugged again. "But, those are just American schools. I used to live there- and still do in the summers, and stuff- but I don't know anything about Brittish schools, so there may be some differences"