Vampire Bats and Strawberries
"How was potions today, Severus?" Lucius sneered to him as they ate dinner. His blond hair was tied back into a ponytail and it swished around as he continued to blab on to Snape about his first day of teaching the Dark Arts. "I taught my classes how to shield themselves from nasty spells," he boasted loudly so that everyone could hear him.
An owl screeched as more of them flew into the dinning hall carrying mail and small, brown wrapped packages. Snape didn't own an owl so he didn't bother looking up; he turned his attention back down to his plate as Lucius' eagle owl landed to the right of him.
"Good evening professors," Hunter took the empty seat next to Snape; "Haven't seen my Quinn flying around, have you Professor Snape?" She watched the owls swooping down to drop off their mail to their owners beneath them.
Snape lifted his eyes up to the ceiling of the dinning hall, "Quinn?" he raised a questionable eyebrow to her.
"Ah!" Hunter smiled, "There he is," she watched as a black spot flapped its wings; heading in her direction.
Quinn glided down and landed at the edge of the table; he held a small letter in his mouth; he clumsily hopped over to Hunter. He folded his leather wings proudly once he had given his owner the letter; his beady red eyes turned to the strawberry on Lucius' plate.
"A bat?" Snape choked when he saw it land on the table, "That's Quinn?" he asked her as the bat crawled across the table towards Lucius.
Lucius looked down when Quinn squeaked to him, "Holy SHIT!" Lucius toppled off of his chair from the sight of having a bat next to him, "T-t- hat's-s a-a-b-ig-b-a-a-t," he eyed it wearily.
"Can he have your strawberry?" Hunter looked down on the ground to him.
Lucius' eyes widened, "He wants what?!" he shrieked to her.
"The s-t-r-a-w-b-e-r-r-y," Hunter smiled, "Not your blood..." she joked slightly to him.
"S-sure..." Lucius eyed the creature more as it grabbed the strawberry from his plate with its small claws. After the bat was waddling back to Snape and Hunter he pulled himself together and plopped back into his chair. Lucius was pale as he pushed his plate away from his sight; his eagle owl began pecking at Lucius' perfectly good food off of his plate; his perfect hair was now frizzled and matted.
Snape grinned to Lucius; he reached for a bowl of radishes to offer to him; "Rabies? I mean radishes, Lucius?" he shoved the bowl in his face. "Not hungry Lucius?" he smirked when Lucius turned green when the bat began chowing down on his strawberry.
"He's cute..." Snape patted the bat on the top of his head, "You're welcome to come sit with me whenever you want," he whispered to him. He smiled when Hunter had laughed at his joke.
Hunter grinned, "He always lightened up dinner conversations," she handed Quinn a small fruit. "Especially when it's with the people you love talking with," she winked to Snape. She reached for another apple; Snape watched her every movement with curiosity; "Cheers, professor," she took a bite of her apple.