It wasn’t uncommon for a student, especially a fifth year OWL or seventh year NEWT student, to have skipped one meal or another. Louisa cast a chastising look at the young girl in front of her as the teapot. “In that case,” She flicked her wand again to draw up a mini-table next to Miss Valenduris before calling, “Wispy!”

Immediately a house elf dressed in a popped into existence just beside Louisa’s elbow, her large eyes surveying the two of them. “Yes, Ms. Clearwater?” She squeaked.

“Wispy, would you please bring a plate of food from dinner for Miss Valenduris? It appears she’s missed a meal tonight.” She cast a wry grin at the seventh year witch just as the elf nodded eagerly before disappearing and reappearing within a few seconds. “Thank you so much Wispy. Would you care for a cup of tea?”

“Oh, yes Ms. thank you!”

Louisa conjured a small elf-sized teacup and saucer and handed it to the creature. “Two sugars, just how you like it. Give my regards to Reggy.”

“Will do Ms. Clearwater, ma’am! And good night Miss Valenduris!” With a cheerful wave, the house elf disappeared on the spot.

“Now, Miss Valenduris,” Louisa said with an air of finality. “Do eat. I won’t have Meserimus chastise me for letting his granddaughter starve on my watch.” She picked up her own cup again and settled back in the chaise. “And you are quite right, he would have high expectations for just about everything. But that’s because he believes in you, and if I were a betting woman, I would not place any against him or his lineage.” She cast Miss Valenduris a humorous smile.