"Hey Lane." Sarah's head snapped up to see the leather jacketed Hufflepuff, who was the only person to call her that, sit across the table. Something she'd learned early on was that Ace gave nearly everyone nicknames, especially people she liked. She'd become Lois Lane, for obvious reasons, and nothing could dissuade the younger girl from her nicknames. Not for the Doctor's lack of trying though… it was still funny to see him try to get Ace to call him 'Doctor' not 'Professor'.
"Hey Ace." She greeted, watching Ace pull off her backpack (that she knew for a fact had the mischievous Hufflepuff's own brand of homemade explosives in it) and drop it on the table in front of her. "Potions went well?"
Wrapping her arms around the bag and dropping her head onto it, Ace gives Sarah a look. "Well I didn't blow up the dungeons, again, if that's what you mean." It was nothing short of ironic that while she was talented with chemistry, she couldn't get a passing grade in potions.
"It wouldn't be normal if you didn't blow up something at least monthly… still, I'm rather glad to have the dungeons in one piece. I'd rather not have potions in the Astronomy tower again." Sarah lightly teases, pouring a goblet of apple juice and setting it in front of Ace. "Oh come on Ace, that's worth at least a smile."
"Only you Sarah, only you…" Ace gives a small smile to her Gryffindor friend. "Matter of fact, I've been planning to…"
"No, don't tell me. Plausible deniability."
"Fair enough Lois. Now what's for lunch?" Ace sits up and grabs the goblet, looking around like a hungry cheetah.
"I don't know Dorthy, ask the Wizard." Sarah deadpans and earns a death glare from Ace. One things for sure, Hogwarts will never be boring with Ace around…