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Post by Delilah SandSifter on Aug 9, 2007 7:35:49 GMT -5
Delilah reached the 7th floor. Ahhh 'tis quiet here...She found where the door to the Room of Requirement should be. Delilah walked back and forth across it three times, thinking, I need a place to bake cookies with my friend Taylor, and a place where Fred and Calidus can eat them. When she looked back up, she saw a door. Delilah opened it and stepped into the room.
Wow...very accomadating! Delilah was awed when she entered the Room of Requirement. It was filled with wonderful ingredients and a state-of-the-art oven. "This is perfect!" And it also had a table with really comfortable-looking chairs. She sat down in one of them and waited for her friends to arrive.
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Post by Fred Weasley on Aug 9, 2007 7:41:43 GMT -5
Fred walked to the wall. I need to find Delilah. I need to find Delilah. He looked up and saw the door. He opened it quietly and stepped into the room. He saw Delilah looking at some ingredients, and he sneaked to just behind her. "Hello, Ravenclaw Gem." He whispered into her ear. He grinned when Delilah jumped slightly.
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Post by Delilah SandSifter on Aug 9, 2007 7:51:36 GMT -5
Delilah had been examining the different ingredients when someone crept up behind her and whispered in her ear. It had been quite frightening actually. "Fred! You scared me!" She laughed. "Thank goodness you've arrived. I was actually thinking that you all were playing a big joke on me and left me here. Then again...I would be the one to get to eat all the cookies." She smiled. Delilah gave him a kiss. "So, what're you're favorite cookies?"
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Post by Fred Weasley on Aug 9, 2007 7:53:47 GMT -5
"Chocolate chip-cookies." He smiled. "Are you going to make them like Muggles?" He asked, frowning slightly.
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Post by Calidus Calamitus Delphinus on Aug 9, 2007 7:57:47 GMT -5
Calidus walked down the seventh-floor corridor three times, focusing on wherever Fred and Delilah, and maybe Taylor, were, and quietly slipped through the door that appeared. He saw Fred and Delilah at a comfortable-looking table, and walked quickly towards them across the room. He gave them a weak smile as he sat down.
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Post by Delilah SandSifter on Aug 9, 2007 8:00:57 GMT -5
"Calidus! I'm so glad you came. So I just asked Fred what his favorite cookie was, and he said chocolate chip. And yes, I am going to make them like Muggles. It tastes more rewarding that way. But Calidus, what's your favorite?" She got up and walked over to the ingredients. Delilah started putting a bunch of stuff into a mixing bowl. Once the dough was mixed properly, she rolled bits into round balls. Then she got the baking tray ready.
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Post by Calidus Calamitus Delphinus on Aug 9, 2007 8:04:08 GMT -5
Calidus thought for a moment. "I like... white-chocolate chip cookies. My Mother used to make them with fudge sauce on top, but I doubt there'll be any in here. He looked at the ingredients hopefully, and saw, to his delight, a small bottle labeled 'Fudge Sauce' "There's some," he said, barely restraining his glee.
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Post by Fred Weasley on Aug 9, 2007 8:06:30 GMT -5
"Calidus..." Fred said patient. "Forgotten we're in the Room Of Requirement? Look. Let me do something. I want...erm...a Quaffle!" Suddenly, in front of Fred, a Quaffle appeared. "See?" He said grinning.
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Post by Calidus Calamitus Delphinus on Aug 9, 2007 8:08:12 GMT -5
Calidus smiled. He imagined a snitch in his hand, and one appeared. he let it go, and it flew across the room, and, with surprising speed, he launched himself across the room and caught it again. He sat back down, and stuffed the snitch in an inside pocket of his robes.
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Post by Delilah SandSifter on Aug 9, 2007 8:09:07 GMT -5
Delilah smiled. Good, they're getting along at least somewhat. "Okay, one batch of chocolate chip cookies in the oven baking, and one batch of white chocolate chip coming right up. Calidus? Did your mom make the cookies with the fudge baked into the cookie? Or dribbled on top?" Delilah placed the tray of chocolate-chip cookies in the oven, preset to 365 degrees.
She watched Calidus play with the Snitch. Delilah's jaw dropped. "Whoa. That was nice. Ever thought of trying out for the house team? You'd be great...Although, the Seeker part is taken. Hey, how about Chaser or something?"
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Post by Fred Weasley on Aug 9, 2007 8:12:58 GMT -5
"Yeah..." Fred said. "Oh, no. Don't do it, Calidus." He saw the confused look of Delilah. "We could lose." Fred smiled. "Al though...Danielle's a good Seeker too."
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Post by Calidus Calamitus Delphinus on Aug 9, 2007 8:16:04 GMT -5
Calidus laughed, again this was very unusual of him. "I'm also quite a good Chaser, and I'm alright at Keeping..." He nodded to Fred. "Try and get it past me!" He grinned, another strange habit.
"Um," Calidus thought for a moment, "Sometimes the sauce it was inside, sometimes on top, but I prefer it inside, thanks," He smiled at her, and waited for Fred to throw the quaffle
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Post by Delilah SandSifter on Aug 9, 2007 8:21:47 GMT -5
"Okay! That's good. I've a feeling this is going to taste great. I've never tried some cookies like that." So, Delilah took the fudge sauce and poured some in the dough. She mixed the batter until it was smooth and even. Delilah reached for a clean spoon and spooned some of the mixture out. "Mmmm this is good." She then did the same thing for the white chocolate chip cookies as she did for the chocolate chip cookies. Then she popped the tray into the oven to bake with the rest of the cookies. "Whoo! That's done with now." She plopped down into a seat and watched as Fred and Calidus romped around.
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Post by Fred Weasley on Aug 9, 2007 8:28:19 GMT -5
Fred trowed the Quaffle to Calidus. Calidus trowed it back, but Fred wasn't noticing it. Delilah had finished the normal chocolate chip-cookies. Fred rubbed his head. The Quaffle wasn't really soft...
"Mmm! They're great, Delilah!" Fred smiled.
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Post by Calidus Calamitus Delphinus on Aug 9, 2007 8:31:00 GMT -5
Calidus felt guilty when he hit Fred's head, so he pulled out his wand, muttered a charm and the pain in his head went away. He sat and waited patiently for his cookies, deciding whether or not to apply for the house team.
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