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SilverTiger · 01-09-2019, 07:58 AM

More people had started arriving, from more than just Gryffindor, and Stasya took that to mean they’d done a good job of spreading the news that everyone was invited. It really was a situation where the more was merrier, especially since part of the whole point was just to have a fun night that would hopefully show that Hogwarts wasn’t broken after last term. If the incident at the feast hadn’t shown that already, although that hadn’t been planned. Not by her and her fellow Gryffindor leaders plus Professor Wayland, anyhow. Maybe the bonfire could even help people get past the awkwardness that had been remaining from said feast incident. She hadn’t been affected, not really, but she’d still felt it. She remembered the weird feeling too, but she’d pushed it to the back of her mind.

Now was definitely not the time to dwell on lingering weirdness. Instead, she was determined to have fun, and she’d given the others smiles as they arrived, letting Anna man the marshmallows. That and the entertainment, apparently.

“You’re welcome,” she’d replied to Derf softly, as she passed him on her way around the bonfire to drop into a seat near Lucas. Of course she wouldn’t have wanted the head boy to think he wasn’t invited. Odds were she would have invited him even if it had been a Gryffindor thing, along with Abra. Probably.

But for now, she gave the second year Gryffindor a grin as she snagged the marshmallow the captain had floated his way. “I think this was for you,” she said, holding it out for him to take. She planned on toasting a marshmallow or two tonight too, but she could wait. That and she wondered if there were the other ingredients for s’mores over there.

“I’m willing to sing if anyone wants to sing.” She wasn’t great at singing, but she’d been working on it since the Wizard of Oz several terms earlier.

01-09-2019, 07:58 AM	#34 (permalink)
SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,193 Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Gryffindor First Year Gryffindor First Year Gryffindor First Year x5 x3	mostly Derf, Lucas and the entertainment (but nonverbal greetings to everyone too) Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict More people had started arriving, from more than just Gryffindor, and Stasya took that to mean they’d done a good job of spreading the news that everyone was invited. It really was a situation where the more was merrier, especially since part of the whole point was just to have a fun night that would hopefully show that Hogwarts wasn’t broken after last term. If the incident at the feast hadn’t shown that already, although that hadn’t been planned. Not by her and her fellow Gryffindor leaders plus Professor Wayland, anyhow. Maybe the bonfire could even help people get past the awkwardness that had been remaining from said feast incident. She hadn’t been affected, not really, but she’d still felt it. She remembered the weird feeling too, but she’d pushed it to the back of her mind. Now was definitely not the time to dwell on lingering weirdness. Instead, she was determined to have fun, and she’d given the others smiles as they arrived, letting Anna man the marshmallows. That and the entertainment, apparently. “You’re welcome,” she’d replied to Derf softly, as she passed him on her way around the bonfire to drop into a seat near Lucas. Of course she wouldn’t have wanted the head boy to think he wasn’t invited. Odds were she would have invited him even if it had been a Gryffindor thing, along with Abra. Probably. But for now, she gave the second year Gryffindor a grin as she snagged the marshmallow the captain had floated his way. “I think this was for you,” she said, holding it out for him to take. She planned on toasting a marshmallow or two tonight too, but she could wait. That and she wondered if there were the other ingredients for s’mores over there. “I’m willing to sing if anyone wants to sing.” She wasn’t great at singing, but she’d been working on it since the Wizard of Oz several terms earlier. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥