Alice shrugged, taking another bean out, not looking at it before she popped it onto her mouth. She made a revolted face the second the bit into it. Vomit flavored, of course.
"Shame, some of them are pretty good," she said in a choked voice, swallowing the one in her mouth. "Except the vomit flavored ones." She shook her head. She ran her hand through her hair again. Maybe that wouldn't be a bad idea.
"Nah, I'll ask Ginny later. Maybe she'll know," she said, biting her lip. "Or maybe it'll fade on it's own. Merlin, I really hate Peeves. Stupid poltergeist targets me, I swear." She fell silent after that and took a look around the corridor. "Which way do you want to go?" she asked, raising her eyebrows at him.