Baking Memories PV. Frost & Hjørdis Closed

09.14.20→ ic date

♡ "if there's a whisk, there's a way" ♡

@Falentra Black @ Hjørdis Jensen

Nothing gave Frost a sense of home more than the smell of freshly cooked and baked food. The aroma seemed to drift through the air and wrapped her in a warm and secure embrace. Back home, Frost's family- well, mostly her father- owned a small bakery. Quaint and well kept, the shop was well ranked in the list of favorite places of the girl. Well, she had been her father's daughter.

Baking, as well as being something that Frost used as an outlet for stress, was a hobby she had placed several hours of work into. To her father when she was a bit younger, Frost had always been an assistant in the kitchen. Knowledge transferred through experience, and inevitably leading to it being one of her more refined skills.

Being in the Hogwarts kitchen gave her an odd sort of feeling. It had always been so close, yet she had never even seen the first few inches of the inside. Sealed behind a door disguised as a painting. Now that Professor Jensen had agreed to accompany herself and another student, the kitchen was no longer a distant mystery. She just had to say "Thank you for letting us come here and for coming with us, Professor."

Professor Jensen, in the nicest way possible, was a picture of elegance and dignity, but certainly one that intimidated Frost. But for some reason, the girl couldn't help but view her in a light that deemed the professor a role model. To her, no other Head of House seemed to hold authority and wield it the way Professor Jensen did. Though the mention of another student joining her did come surprising at first, it did make her feel more comfortable.

It seemed that the two girls had looked at each other at the same time, as if trying to assess one another. Falentra, the other student mentioned, gave off an air of overall collectedness. Dark eyes and hair, complimenting her light complexion. Her cheekbones and jawline were sharp and she seemed to possess a sort of classic beauty Frost would never have.

"It's nice to meet you Falentra, you have a very pretty name." She would offer up a warm smile that touched her eyes. "Yes, I'm Frost, uh, Frost Cira. But I guess you probably know that." Being quite good at reading people, the redhead girl kept her greeting to the minimum, as Falentra seemed to not want to spend too much time on it. As soon as Falentra moved over to Professor Jensen, Frost followed behind a polite distance away.

She too didn't exactly know anything about the Hogwart's kitchen, let alone where anything for baking was located. As Falentra asked Professor Jensen for help, Frost took the few moments to look around the kitchens again, before looking back to Falentra. "Um, yeah. I think we'll need some help finding everything and all." In the brief moment before Professor Jensen's response, Frost couldn't help but wonder what had made a girl like Falentra want to bake. She had realized that it was wrong to judge people simply based on how they acted and looked like, but truthfully, it wasn't as easy as people made it seem. She shooed the judging thoughts away and smiled at the other girl. "Do you like to bake?" As the question left her lips, Frost's head tilted slightly to the left, as a curious puppy would.

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Hjørdis spent far too much of her free time in the kitchens as it was. She found a lot of joy in cooking or baking in the middle of the night. It was relaxing and somewhat therapeutic for her. So when one of her own house approached her, asking if they could bake something, there was no way she could say no. She understood far too well the need to bake, she was not about to deny it from others. Though, she did not really wish to spend time with students, it was best to accompany them. After all, most of the fires - if not every fire - that had been started in the school was because some kid decided to let loose an incendio.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, she decided that she could experiment with the cookie recipe that she been working on whilst they baked whatever they wanted to bake. With that goal in mind, she joined them. She could oversee their actions to ensure they were safe whilst baking her own cookies, leaving them to it.

The pair approached her, asking for assistance. It was not exactly the most polite form of asking for help, at least not by her. But she was not here to lecture or scold students on manners. She was here to bake. That was it. Well, that and supervise them baking. With a nod of her head, she moved towards some shelves. She gathered various equipment they would likely require, such as mixing bowls and whisks. Hjørdis also picked out some ingredients, such as flour, sugar, butter and eggs. Honestly, she had absolutely no idea what their recipe was but she opted for the most basic of ingredients that were likely being used.

As she did it, she also took out supplies for herself. "Do you require anything else?" She asked, wondering if they actually had a recipe or list of ingredients. For example, she was going to need some cinnamon in one of her cookies and ginger in another. She was also tempted to try some cardamom ones... There was a range of different spices on the table in front of her for her own experiments. "You will find additional utensils over there and most ingredients there," She pointed out rough areas for them to look, in case they needed an extra tray or some more sugar or anything. They should have enough to get by without her but she was here if needed.

With that, Hjørdis started to prepare her own cookies.

OOC: I'm just going to have her be 'around' whilst you guys continue, feel free to do minor godmodding and say she assisted finding another ingredient/utensil if required. Tag me if you want me to post though.