"It is an absolute travesty of justice." Harper could barely get that out without smiling. Sometimes Harper was surprised Philip wasn't in Ravenclaw with his quick witted retorts. "And yes, yes we do. But why take away the fun of complaining about it."

Harper speared a large chunk of the pie with his fork and fairly unceremoniously shoveled it in to his mouth. It was just as good as its aroma promised it would be. "Well that must mean your usual weekday is an absolute chore if this is the highlight of the day." he said with a playfully arched eyebrow and mouth full of pie "I mean a man just apparating into your business expecting some food should hardly be a highlight of anyone's day. But regardless I am touched." Finally his tone slipped out of sarcasm and into a genuine sincerity. There was something comforting about the routine of their evening meals and discussions, and Harper did cherish it. A good friend like Philip was hard to find.