breakfast at khaats

jack smiled " cheese frittata! ow how can i not say no" he said chuckling "jess since finding out she hates the smell and won't let me make them" he pulled a boyish pout and chuckled "I can wait , once their born i can eat them all i want " he chukled

Tristan walked back to Khaat's house and looked around seeing nothing nor did he find anything. He walked up to the door and knocked softly yawning as he did so, He hadn't got a good night's sleep especially since he had to go into work that night. He hated having to go into work when it was night time, he liked to sleep before he had to work but the Ministry wouldn't have that. He waited for Khaat to answer the door as he stretched widely then rubbing his eyes softly.

Khaat opened the door to the sleepy face, and smiled, "Now that's a face that needs some coffee or some tea. Come on in. You're just in time for breakfast. We're having a 4 cheese frittata, and orange scones, with lots and lots of coffee and tea."

Yawning quietly, Miseria got up from her soft bed and ran her fingers trough her blue hair. It was dark in her room, like she wanted it to be. Smiling at herself, at her own luck, she placed her black silky pillows back where they were yesterday before she went to sleep and got up. She had her nightmares again, and like always, she made a face like everything was perfect. She knew that Khaat was worrying about her. As like her own daughter what Miseria now was for her.

And for Miseria, Khaat was the only living person she'd die for. She had done a lot for her. Even adopting her when she had no one left! She has a big heart and Miseria respected her in any ways. And she even loved her as a mother, though, it was still hard to believe that her own parents are dead. Killed by the Death Eaters, the ones who are they fighting now.

She took her clothes and changed them, putting pyjama under her pillows and cleaned up her room with Telekensis ability. After few minutes it looked like no one has been in here. She combed her hair and then left her room, making way to the kitchen.

"Good morning everyone," she said, holding back her yawn. There were a lot of people today. Guests. But Khaat was that kind of person that every people love and respect. Smiling gently at all of them, she stood next to the water tap, looking at all of them.

Tristan smiled as he walked in the door and said, "I would love coffee lot and lots of coffee. Four cheese frittata sounds really good right now. Sorry i left in a rush last night the Ministry was calling." When he talked about the ministry it sounded like he was going to an execution. "I have no idea why they wanted me but oh well."

"That's okay. But you're welcome here anytime. I want you to know that, Tristan. Go on into the dining room and take a seat. Make yourself at home." Khaat led him to the dining room and saw Miseria in the kitche near the sink. She laid more plates, silverware and mugs. "Help yourself to whatever you want,' khaat told him and went into the kitchen.

"Good morning," she gave Miseria a hug and kissed her forehead, "You look tired. Still having nightmares, huh? Let me show you this." She opened one of the kitchen cabinets, where she kept her tea and coffee, and showed her a blue glass jar. It was labeled "Sleeping Tea." "Tonight, make yourself a cup of this tea before you go to bed. It is a magic tea that my father makes and sells. It has a potion in it to help you sleep and stops all bad dreams and changes them to good dreams and restful sleep. I want you to try it."

"Thank you Khaat." Tristan said as he followed her into the dining room, he sat in an empty seat and poured himself some coffee. He then took a frittata placing it on a plate in front of him, He began eating having not eaten since yesterday morning. He looked about the table memorizing the faces and the names of the people.

Miseria hugged Khaat back, holding her tightly like she was afraid of loosing her as well as her parents. But she didn't go anywhere. Not without her! And when she was directing Tristan, Miseria only smiled at all of them, making face like everything was fine. like always, of course.

"Yes, i have those nightmares... Seems like they are always hunting me," she said in a bored tone. It was huge problem for her, however, she wasn't showing it. Her emotions were closed.

Then she took the bottle what Khaat offered and looked at it, raising her eyebrows. "Thank you. But you don't mind if I stay for one night here? You see, girls in Hufflepuff are friendly but damn curious. And I'd like to stay here for one more night."

"You can stay as many nights as you like," Khaat frowned, 'this is your home. We need to be sure to let your head of house know if you are going to stay at night, just so you don't get in trouble. I'll send Archangel with a note. And when classes start again, you'll have to make sure you keep up with your work. Now--go get some breakfast."