”Yes, I love it”, Marceau said. Good, that made things easier. He would never guess. ”Let's go.”
I followed him out of the kitchen and had a last look to elves, when the door closed. I would come again sometimes, now when I know where the kitchen is. House elves really were friendly. Marceau wasn't going to front doors, I thought walking after him. We went to other direction. When I perceived where we were, I realized, that we were walking to side door. The way to side door was shorter than to front door. And corridors we walked along we deserted, which was good, no laughing, pranks-doing students everywhere.
Soon we got to side door and Marceau opened it. ”Shall we go out? Ladiest first”, he said. I smiled to him and walked out the door. He was the only polite person I had met today. One Gryffondor boy opened a door to me, but slammed it to my face. I couldn't find out, what was the funny thing about it.
I watched around to find a good place for our picnic. ”Would that be a good place?” I asked and pointed to a beautiful bank by the lake. There were even a little bit grass there. But where would we sit? ”Is there any blanket in the basket?” I asked Marceau. I didn't want to sit on the wet ground.

