Harry's stomach grumbled, much to his embarrassment. Rolling her eyes, she pulled her rucksack off her back and dragged out his. "Here, I thought you would need that." Then she rummaged through around again and produced a little metal tin and a bottle. "And here." She then dared to look at Voldemort. "No offence ... ahm ... Sir, but you don't look so good. Do you want to eat something as well?"