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Mooncalf
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Scout MacIntyre Daily Prophet Reporter x4
| Granddaddy Ravenclaw | | Jermione Granger Quote:
Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline
Oh look...they were being greeted by an older student. A prefect by the look of the badge on his robe. Another thing her mum and uncle had spoken about. "Thank you," she responded, nodding at his comments about the progression of the night. She didn't all mind the waiting for it allowed her to take it all in. Hearing and reading about things was far different than experiencing them. "Glad to have you with us," he added, nodding. "If you need anything, let me know." Thornton observed her for a bit, before deciding she seemed settled. Others to check on... Quote:
Originally Posted by Grey Lady "That is your right Thornton. I shall ask you again at the end of the year to see who of us was right." Helena commented to the prefect. He hopefully would grow more confident in his ability to lead as the year passed. But he would have to do the work on his own. She couldn't do it for him. "I'm glad you are back too Thornton." Helena smiled. "The castle is pretty grey and dull when you students aren't here. You bring life to it." Thornton nodded. Perhaps he would seek her out soon and ask her for her perspective. She'd obviously seen centuries worth of prefects. Maybe she would have some advice. "I look forward to it, Lady Ravenclaw," he said. Quote:
Originally Posted by Ashwinder
Julia wasn’t exactly sure what a prefect was, but he was wearing a badge so she supposed it was some sort of… big brother... type… person. That made it all the more important that this be one of the names that stuck in her head. Thornton. Thornton, Thornton, Thornton.
There.
“I’m Julia.” She noticed that Thornton wasn’t holding out his hand for a shake, so she held out hers. Since that was apparently what they did at the Ravenclaw House Table. “It’s nice to meet…” O___O
After watching the professor turn tomato red and collapse, Julia turned back to Prefect Thornton, “Um…? Does that…? Happen… a lot?”
Should they be concerned about it?
…apparently not. Oooookay then!
Julia followed along with the instructions, by now thoroughly accepting of the fact that the culture of Hogwarts was barmy and it was best to go along with it until she learned the ropes. Although, she did giggle when the Headmistress did.
She doubted she would remember any of the professors who were introduced until she actually met them in class, but she listened just the same. And then FOOD APPEARED MAGICALLY IN FRONT OF THEM, WHAT?!
Julia gaped at all the food suddenly on the table. "Good to meet you, Julia," he said, extending his hand to take hers. Her sudden question, though, caused him to look up toward the staff. "Er, not usually, but Professor Flamsteed is..." how to put this diplomatically. "Somewhat excitable. I'm... sure he's fine."
Maybe.
But then the Headmistress had them up and out of their seats and moving and... Thornton had better find an actual seat for the feast. Quote:
Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo One minute there was a shout from a Gryffindor at their own table and suddenly it was raining food--mash for now. The food rained down suddenly, most of it aimed at Thorton Baines and Penelope Wright but with Blaise's questionable aim some of the food went astray 'cause him to have to fire more.
By all indications, the Ravenclaw table is under attack. But before Thornton Baines could get settled in a seat and actually get any food for himself, a mix of mashed potatoes and peas rained down on him, covering his head and shoulders.
No. No no no no no no no no. This was not happening. There were firsties everywhere and they were all about to be covered with gravy and mash and all sorts of other things. Or so he thought, not realizing yet that it was a targeted attack. Spinning around, much as he had during that food assault in Astronomy, he cast a shield charm hoping to spare as many people near him as possible. "No one throw anything back," he said, voice raised, potatos dropping from his head to his shoulders. Ravenclaw would not get drawn into this. No. No no no.
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