melon bread
✘ CLOSED STARTER — @msuclaude
Malia wished she could say that this was the first time she’d aimlessly sat around in the Toseong common room, but it wasn’t. As of late, she seemed to have developed a habit of clearing just enough time before quidditch practice to wait for a senior and fellow quidditch teammate. The girl hummed with glee as she waited patiently, melon bread in hand— it was his favorite after all.
In due time, Malia caught sight of a familiar figure, causing her to jump up on her feet. With a bright smile, she readied herself to greet him just as he walked by.
“Hey, Claude! Are you heading to practice, too? Would it be alright if I joined you?” This had become something of a ritual for the girl and she often put aside time to “run into” the chaser on her way to the quidditch field. With a pep in her step, the girl walked alongside the other, keeping just enough space between them to ensure any passersbys that she wasn’t just following him. “Oh! And I had an extra melon bread from lunch if you wanted it.” She offered sweetly, just as she always did.
















