GLUTTONY
Title: Gastrimargia
Rating: G
Warnings:
Word Count: 150
"A little more roast pork, Professor Snape?"
"Thank you, no. I have had sufficient."
"But professor! You are so pale ..."
"Pray disturb yourself no further on the state of my health, Professor Flitwick. I do not feel the cold, and I find myself unwilling to indulge in rich foods."
"I do worry though, Professor. We cannot have staff keeling over from malnutrition! Soup? A pudding?"
"My constitution would not permit it."
"Then may I have the house elves fetch you a dish more to your liking?"
"Even they cannot conjure anything that would lure me. And forgive me, please. I have homework to mark."
The black-clad professor stood, bowed, and headed for his study. He locked the door, then rested against it momentarily. Three more steps took him to a chest, which opened automatically.
The glorious red and blue gleam of three hundred Creme Eggs filled his hungry eyes.