The winter has been cold and harsh these days, Finnian's little sister having already caught a cold. As the Sinnott siblings had to stay at Hogwarts during the holidays, the ginger thought it would be a good idea to try making pastries, partly to cheer up his sister in this dreadful weather.

He found himself in the kitchen, along with a few house elves and students passing by to steal a snack or two. Finnian quietly tried to make Chelsea buns while his apple crumble was slowly baking. He couldn't help but enjoy the warm smell of apples as he dropped dried fruits onto the dough.

As he was done rolling the dough, Sinnott was pretty pleased with himself. For the first time, they didn't look bad, even if they weren't baked yet. When he looked up from his pastries, his grey eyes met with someone just entering the kitchens.

"Coming for a snack? Or perhaps you were hoping to get a piece of my buns for tea time." Said Finnian playfully with a boyish smile on his lips.