Originally Posted by Bazinga

Minerva smiled at Mr. Gibbins. He was so super nice, plus decorating a tree sounded great. She looked at the big box and felt herself get so excited. She had to spend her first Christmas at the castle alone, which she was taking well, but this just made it better. "If you don't mind, I think I would like to do it the muggle way like I use to with my mom and dad." Setting down her book bag she picked up some of the decorations to start putting the bulbs on the one of the trees. That's when she saw her. Really she was everywhere. Then Minerva felt a little panic come up.. was she stalking her, it was just odd to have someone be in every place you were at. This started to creep Minerva out, like the girl had no life but to show up where she was to make her life miserable. At least there weren't any guys for her to be a jerk in front of this time, well other then Mr. Gibbins, but he was an adult, so she wouldn't be a jerk in front of him, would she.

Ignoring her, Minerva turned back to the tree and started humming Jingle Bells as she put bulbs around the tree. Not being able to reach the very top, Minerva grabbed her wand and began using it to float the bulbs up to the spots she couldn't reach. So it wasn't exactly like she did as a kid, but it was close enough.

Originally Posted by DeathEater1

A little birdie told Cardigan that it was the tree decorating time of year again!

Bring it on.

She always loved to see the trees decorated!! They were like....miniature skyscrapers! Yea!!! That seemed about right. With all the twinkling and sparkling, it reminded her of hundreds upon hundreds of windows, as far as the eye can see! She had really been around the city for her whole life. Her home in Germany had been close to downtown Berlin, the mansion being in the suburbs. Her parents worked there, with the Berlin Orchestra and all that. Her mum played Viola, and her dad played Horn. Even though she wasn't exactly fond of them, their playing still amazed her!! The snake played Violin, and and aimed to be like them someday, as in their musical skill.

Hands buried deep in her coat pockets, Cardigan made her way into the great hall, looking for the Groundskeeper. As she walked along, she saw several other students helping with the decorating. Well, this would be fun!! She then spotted the Groundskeeper guy, who would know what to do and stuff. "Hi Mr. Groundskeeper!! Do you still need help with the tree decorating?" She asked, not sure what else to call him, not knowing his name. Well, that was all she really knew. But still, shouldn't she be passed saying it like that? Little kids said stuff like that, if ya know what I mean.

And she was no where close to that status.

Not externally, at least.