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If any of the staff who had the unfortunate luck to revert to their hormonal teenage years was feeling a bit nervous and anxious over being in the great hall they needn't have worried. Headmaster Bontecou entered the great hall without a modicum of decorum as he arrived hours late and at a full out sprint through the doors and up to the head table. He vaulted the table and landed in a crouch on his chair. Very suave and headmaster-like. Yeah right.
He stayed there for a moment, collecting his breath, before finally easing off the chair to stand in front of it, the legs making an awful noise as they scraped on the stone floor when he pushed it back to make room for him to stand. Pepe leaned over to grab a goblet of water, the ice having long ago melted, and his glasses slid right off his sweaty face and clattered onto his plate. He didn't even have the courtesy to look abashed. He just mopped his face with his napkin, actually cleaned his glasses for once (merely managing to smear the grease around), and placed them back on his face.
"Well, it's great to see you all made it to the closing feast," he laughed and smiled and waved at the students and then the staff. "It's been an exciting year, but of course what would Hogwarts be without a bit of adventure, eh?"
Yup, he was having far too much fun. "It gives me no small amount of pleasure to award both the quidditch and house cups to RAVENCLAW!" he said and punched the air. He may be fair in his awarding of points and lack of bias during the term, but there was no way he could refrain from a bit of a cheer for his former house when he was able to announce such a victory. "And a hearty congratulations is also in order for the Slytherin gobstones team which managed to prevent Ravenclaw from managing a sweeping victory this term," he smiled and clapped for the snakes.
"Well, I know I've kept you all waiting enough as it is, so that's all for speeches. I look forward to seeing those of you in first through sixth years again next year and bid the seventh years a very fond farewell. Good luck in all your endeavors and may you never lose your sense of direction," he winked and then sank into his chair, completely winded after his running entrance and the speech that followed.
Just as soon as the headmaster made the victory official and the blue and bronze of Ravenclaw now decorated the room, Vindictus let out a loud whoop and pumped his fists in the air. "YEAH!" Then he remembered that he was sitting at the
front of the hall where everyone could see him and he quickly quieted down. "Sorry 'bout that. Just excited for the kiddos," he murmured and shoved a piece of bread into his mouth.