It was only a bite, how did it end up like this

The lot of them were staying the night in the Armada. For some reason, he couldn’t share a room with Sirius, so he ended up in a guest room to himself. An elevated bed, a little fireplace. It was a pretty cool set up, actually. He sat by the fire for a little while as the last of the sun faded, and found himself restless. Restless, and hungry. He hadn’t snacked all day and his stomach was on strike.

He wasn’t even sure where Halo was. Staying with a Hallows friend instead of a guest room, so he couldn’t even beg his usual source, either. He had a pretty good idea where the pantry was. Maybe he could just… just a little… no one would mind, right?

He crept out of his room, and down the hall, past the foyer, and into the feast hall. He began sniffing wildly, knowing his nose would lead him true.


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