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Tuesday Lunch [Backdated? Backtimed? *shrug*] [Mar. 25th, 2008|11:49 am]
Apart from those few stragglers who'd decided to get a leg up on revising for exams, the Great Hall was relatively deserted. Despite the dearth of students, however, Severus found himself looking up at the slightest movement from the direction of the door. He hadn't seen Linton or Miss Lamb yet, though truth be told, he and Sappho were fairly early. Still, he was starting to grow a mite worried.

Sappho could use a friend besides him, and so he was very much hoping that she and Miss Lamb would get on. On the other hand, they'd never have a chance to find out how well they got on, if the other couple didn't bother to show up. He was just beginning to wonder if one could actually be said to be 'stood up' on a double date when Sappho spoke, and he turned his head back toward her, eyebrows raised.

"Hmm?" he asked, not wanting to admit that he hadn't really heard what she'd said.

[Open to anyone staying at school for Easter, but especially to Sappho, Neville, and Luna.]
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Valentine's Day Ball [Feb. 16th, 2008|12:27 am]
|[ WHO ]| Draco Maltian (Malfoy) and Hannah Ashford (Abbott)
|[ WHERE ]| The Great Hall to start with
|[ WHEN ]| Valentine's Day (backdated)
|[ WHAT ]| Draco and Hannah attend the ball
|[ NOTES ]| AIM Log to be finished in Thread format

Hannah had been anxious as hell. )
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Valentine's Day Ball [Feb. 14th, 2008|08:02 pm]
[Current Mood | surprisingly agile]

Once the last of the food had been cleared away, the smaller tables were levitated to one side of the Great Hall, leaving room for a dais and the entertainment for the evening. The chamber orchestra struck up with a lively waltz, to kick off the dancing. Albus immediately thought that classical music might have been a mistake.

None of the students seemed to be gravitating toward the dance floor, although he couldn't be certain if it was because they weren't in the mood, or they did not know how to waltz. He very much doubted any of them were waiting for the proper etiquette of allowing the host and hostess to open the ball.

Then again ... "Minerva, may I have this dance?" he asked, smiling, as he stood and extended his hand to his deputy headmistress.
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Valentine's Day Dinner [backdated to earlier this evening] [Feb. 14th, 2008|05:30 pm]
[Current Mood | a mite peckish]

Dinner was served at the usual time on Thursday night. The usual foods were served on the usual plates with the usual napkins, silverware, and cups beside them. But that was where the normalcy ended.

Instead of the usual house tables, there were several dozen smaller ones scattered around the room. At some tables, couples could be found, gazing lovingly into each other's eyes. At others, rowdy groups of friends enjoyed hanging out together and avoided mentioning what the meaning was behind the day they were celebrating.

No matter what size the table was, each one was covered with a red, pink, or white tablecloth and had a centerpiece with a similar color scheme. In addition to the dozen or so chocolates that were scattered around the centerpieces, there were also small boxes of sweets on each plate. When it was time to leave, every girl (and every boy who cared to take one) was given a red, pink, or white rose.
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Dinnertime Conversation [Feb. 1st, 2008|08:08 pm]
[Current Mood | curious]

"So..." Severus began in a nonchalant tone, once he and Sappho were seated at the Slytherin table and had each served themselves ample portions of Bubble and Squeak. "Who is this Puckle girl, and why should I hate her?" He smirked slightly, raising and eyebrow in addition to his fork, and took a bite as he awaited her answer.

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Future Student Meeting [backdated to earlier this evening] [Jan. 30th, 2008|09:49 pm]
[Current Mood | disappointed]

Once the crowd in the hall had dwindled to a reasonably small size, Albus rose from the high table and made his way to the antechamber off the side of the hall. A few people seemed to take notice, of course, but that could not be helped. Considering all the rumours already surrounding the Future Students, another about their meeting with the Headmaster certainly wouldn't make things that much worse.

He unlocked the door with a wave of his wand, lit the torches within the room, and conjured a table as well as thirteen soft, cushioned armchairs. They were likely be here a while. He saw no need for anyone to be physically uncomfortable, even if what he had to tell them would no doubt cause them considerable emotional discomfort.

[Open to Future Students]
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[Jan. 21st, 2008|02:48 pm]
Who: Yuliya and OTA
Where: Great Hall
When: Sometimes after Dinner?
Why: Didn't feel like leaving?

Lalalalalal-lalalalalalalaal )
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Start of Term Feast [Jan. 6th, 2008|05:58 pm]
[Current Mood | hopeful]

As this was to be the first meal with all his students together -- those from the future (save one), as well as those who normally called this time home -- Albus had his first opportunity to address them as a group. Although he usually tried to restrict his urge to make speeches to the banquets at start of the autumn term and the end of the spring term, this situation was a special case. When he got to his feet, a hush fell over the crowd, and all the students, be they from this time or not, looked to their Headmaster with expectant expressions.

"Good evening, and welcome back to Hogwarts," he began, smiling around at them all. "I trust that everyone had an enjoyable and restful holiday, and that you are all eager to get back to filling your heads with as much knowledge as possible before forgetting it all this coming summer." )
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Christmas Dinner [Dec. 25th, 2007|03:28 pm]
[Current Mood | cheerful]

The House tables had been cleared away, and only one table remained in the centre of the hall, shrunken to half its normal size. Less intimidating, Albus thought, for their visitors. He shook his head with a small grin. They were not really visitors, were they? They had been here before -- albeit twenty-two years from now.

The house-elves had outdone themselves: two roast turkeys, three geese, stuffing, sausage and bacon rolls, Christmas rice, cranberry sauce, roast potatoes and shallots, stuffed mushrooms, all manner of breads and brandy butter, tripe, tureens of gravy, mince pies, trifle, pumpkin and almond tarts, and crackers littered the table. And to top it all off, a plum pudding stood in between every pair of place settings.

Smiling around at all assembled, Albus raised his glass. "Compliments of the season to you all."

[Open to anyone remaining at the school for the holidays.]
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Dumbledore attempts to lay the rumours surrounding the Future Students to rest. [Nov. 9th, 2007|07:49 pm]
[Current Mood |evasive]

For the previous week, meals at Hogwarts had been accompanied by the constant buzzing of whispers in the Great Hall. Arrival of these new students on the school grounds was a complete secret, so naturally, the whole school knew. The news had spread like wildfire, and before the rampant rumours had the chance to solidify fully into misconceptions, Albus wished to put an end to the speculation. It wasn't a special event -- just another dinner in the Hall -- but a hush fell over the expectant pupils as their Headmaster got to his feet.

"By now, you have all undoubtedly heard of the recent arrivals at Hogwarts," Albus said, smiling around at those assembled. "These students dwelt in a remote village that was recently ravaged by a plague. They are the only survivors. In the days to come, when our guests feel up to venturing beyond the hospital wing, they will be moving into dormitories along with students their own age, will attend lessons with the rest of you, and come to meals here in the Great Hall, with all of us. I would ask each and every one of our students to do his best to make our guests feel welcome at Hogwarts.

"Madam Pomfrey does not believe the plague these students encountered poses any threat to anyone else here at Hogwarts. To be on the safe side, however, our visitors have been placed in a strict quarantine until our diligent school nurse can ascertain the risk. The western portion of the hospital wing is therefore out of bounds, with no one but myself and Madam Pomfrey allowed entrance, until further notice. Please be aware that disregarding this warning may cost you more than House points. It could literally mean the difference between life or death."

When he had resumed his seat, Albus was greeted with a sea of puzzled and even frightened looks, but he really couldn't say anything more. He didn't really know anything more himself, as Poppy had given them all strong sleeping draughts to ease them through the worst of their injuries. This cover story, however, ought to work as well as any other explanation, in the absence of the full story. After all, the students themselves couldn't tell him much. Even their thoughts had been jumbled and confused -- flashes of violent images, with few cohesive threads linking them together. Once they were awake and aware, Albus would attempt to get to the bottom of all this.
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