"Y-you look so elegant when you eat."
"..."
Audrey's brain was practically smoking when several figures suddenly jogged over. "Audrey!!"
Leading the way was our Gryffindor brainiac, Hermione, followed by her two sidekicks, Harry and Ron, and a chubby boy. "Audrey, you're back! When I spotted you from a distance just now, I thought I had the wrong person!"
"Hello, Hermione, Harry, Ron, Neville. How have you been?"
"Wonderful!"
Hermione smiled. "Harry and Ron have been doing quite well, too."
"Oh, give me a break," Ron muttered. "Ever since Fred and George made money selling those improved Dungbombs, they've been improving and inventing all sorts of prank items. But every time they want to test something, they come to me!"
Hermione glanced at him. "Why do I remember you volunteering to be their test subject because you wanted pocket money?"
"You're remembering it wrong!"
The chubby Neville stepped forward timidly, brimming with gratitude. "Miss Audrey, I... I'm here to thank you on behalf of Mum, Dad, and Gran. While you've been away, Mum and Dad have been getting better and better. The healers said that at this rate, they should be mostly recovered and ready to leave the hospital in six months at most."
Audrey immediately brightened. "Oh! That's wonderful!"
"Thank you! Gran wants to invite you over for dinner."
"Of course! I'll ask Edward when he gets back."
"Then... I'll head back now."
Blushing slightly, Neville waved and hurried away.
Audrey smiled at Harry. "Harry, I watched today's Triwizard Tournament. You did very well."
Harry immediately glanced around, looking nervous and bashful. "L-let's not talk about that," he said awkwardly. "Professor Snape warned me several times to forget about it. All I did was ask 'why,' and he made me clean toilets for a month."
A frustrated look came