Who: Alexis and Harry (and Sirius and Remus?) What: Poor girl needs a good old fashioned home cooked meal When: Friday evening! Where: Harry's place Rating: PGish? Probably anyhow Status: In progress!
Alexis really did like take out. Sure, she was usually the one telling her dad when they'd had enough Chinese, Pizza, Mexican, Indian, French, Japanese, Italian or any other kind of take out. And she liked all of those foods. But a meal cooked at home was something that she'd missed sorely since arriving in Colligo. Lancelot was an awesome roommate, as far as first non-familial roommates went. But Alexis couldn't help but miss her dad and her gram. Even a little bit the complete insanity that was her mom, not that she'd spoken to her in ages. Mostly, she missed the latter.
It was weird discovering that all these fictional people weren't actually fictional, but it didn't seem too hard to come to terms with. And to think that one of the first people she'd talked with and sort of gotten to know was Harry Potter, not in an ironic but in a totally literal sense. It was weird and cool. Alexis left the apartment, heading up the stairs to where Harry lived. It was weird that they hadn't run into one another, being that Harry only lived a floor away from her, but the town was more weird than coincidences. So Alexis didn't think much of it as she knocked on the door.