After a ridiculous long Quidditch game, a heart-breaking loss, a mysteriously missing golden snitch, and the warning of an upcoming cabin search, the Ribbonfin House has decided to have a little "contraband party." Mostly, it's a little bonfire get together to sulk and eat a lot of junk food. Maybe bash a little on the Ebonhides, who knows.
RULES
ONLY Ribbonfin's allowed. No party crashers!
Everyone bring something to eat!
If you can, bring plates/napkins/cups - smuggle them if you have to!
The party dies just before Curfew, but a few may linger longer - the likelihood of getting in trouble is very low.
Actual contraband may be consumed/disposed of here but PREFECTS ARE WATCHING so, it's at your own risk!
BONFIRE - Where they all hang out - who's chatting, who's cuddling, commiserate in this section etc etc