Ah, thanks love, said Sam to a sweet little house-elf who was falling all over herself in gratitude as she handed him a slice of cake. He leaned down to talk to her, as he was quite a bit taller than most, and they chatted for a while. Ill be sure to mention your name to one of the higher ups! said Sam cheerfully. Speaking of names, what is yours?
Ooh! Young Master wants to know my names, sir, oh Ponta is so happy!
Ponta is it? he smiled kindly as the little elf curtseyed and curtseyed again.
Yes, Young Master!
Well Im Sam. Its a pleasure to have met you, Ponta.
The little elfs eyes brimmed with tears as Sam reached to shake her tiny hand. Thank you Young Master Sam! she said, eyes sparkling. Sam sighed and shook his head with a grin. Go on, I shant keep you. The elf tottered off to join her fellows, squeaking all the while about the new friend shed made. Sam had made two new friends. Ponta the house elf, and Vanilla the Cheesecake. He bit into the cake with a look of delight. Hogwarts really did have the best treats. Students werent supposed to be out this late, but they generally didnt punish you too much if you were in the bathroom or the kitchens. Even so, he was surprised when the door creaked open and another students padded off to go ice-cream hunting. Sam didnt blame him. The food at Hogwarts was to die for. It looked like another first year, but not a Hufflepuff like him. He wondered who he was. Trying not to scare him, he called out a greeting.
Hallo!