Lunch time found the Cambions outside with their lunches in different bags that were charmed to stay warm or cold. They were resting under their tree yet again happily eating and drinking while talking about their day. Although today was set to be different, they hadn’t been there for longer than ten minutes before Neville appeared his usually soft brown eyes hard with anger. He stomped over in a huff and sat down next to Harry and snatched up some sausages.