Originally Posted by The Narrator (Post 11184042)

Originally Posted by The Narrator (Post 11184175)

Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01 (Post 11184224)

After about fiften minutes the cool night air was disturbed by a loud POP!

A man became visible in the tall grass beside the stationary Hogwarts Express and when the moonlight shown on his face it was easy to tell that it was none other than Armen Recard, the Department Head of Magical Transportation. The man stode along the train for a second, looking into the dark windows, wondering who would be looking back at him but stopped in search of that firey red hair.

Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01 (Post 11184384)

After Disapperating back to level six of the Ministry, Armen set to work gathering all the THINGS he would need, all the while thinking of what the Headmistress said before he left, 'He was doing it for the children'. Siiigh. He was SO going to be on the front page of the Prophet after this.

Excited once more by that prospect, he disapperated and came back to his location beside the train, a sack of PORTKEYS thrown over his shoulder--a much skinnier form of Father Christmas.

Now where had Truebridge gone?

Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl (Post 11187164)

Originally Posted by Pips (Post 11187771)

The elfsies were becoming late, so Pips dragged the plant in the direction of the table dressed in pretty red as well. he wanted to check just to make sure the elvsies were okay before going up to the Headmistress with Red Hair. "Is the leaves bothering the elvsies? Pips can readjust the scary plant leave for his fellow elvsies, he can." Pips could touch the scary plant leaves for the elvsies if he needed. "Pips is also proud of Toddles for being a big and good elfsie. He would have to get Nimma to give Toddles that treat for being so well behaved.

He grabbed hold of the heavy pink plant once more and began to heave it towards the table dressed in red. "Elvsies must get to Headmistress with red Hair quickly if they want to deliver pink plant on time. Elvsies must iron their ears extra hard tonight."

Originally Posted by Beezley (Post 11187831)

When the plant shifted again, Beezley knew they were at the big table now. She knew, because she'd been in this place so, so many times. Elfsies knew their way around places where food was served. Yes, they did.

Now to give the big, scary, leafy plant to Missus Truebridge. Beezley could hear talking, and Beezley didn't want to interrupt. Missus Truebridge seemed as scary as fire, she did. Fire, just like her bright, red hair.

The elf cleared her throat as she stopped in front of the big table.

Originally Posted by Toddles (Post 11187851)

The Elfsies had done it, they did what the red haired lady told them too! They did so good Toddles wanted to run around the room and dance like he loved to do. Big pink plant was still on his head.

No one spoke, not Pips, not Nimma, not Beezley, no one. So Toddles did.

"SPECIAL DEWIVERY!!!" There, that was that. Head lady wasn't still talking was she?



Now the plant was getting heavy and giving Toddles a headache so the baby elfsie snuck out from underneath it without the other elfsies seeing him and scurried under the table to look at all the pretty shoes. Toddles was told he couldn't wear shoes but his feet got cold, they did.

One in particular caught his attention they were VERY wet. Yucky. Toddle looked at them and slowly climbed up one tall leg and then the other. Suddenly his baby elf head popped up over the table as he SAT IN PROFESSOR LAINEY'S LAP.

"You're all wet Misses, want Toddles to help?" he slooooowly raied part of his pillowcase and wiped her cheek ever-so-gently-like. Big baby House Elf eyes.

Originally Posted by Pips (Post 11187853)

Pips stopped in front of Beezley, cleared his throat as well, hushed Toddles, and began to speak. "Headmistress with Red Hair, the elvsies is bringing you big pink plant in big pink pot with big pink bow and big pink tag with Headmistress' name on it," he said, hiccuping nervously and pushing the plant in the lady's direction. "I is Pips and these is Beezley and Toddles and Nimma and Tippin. The elvsies is late and we is sorry. We is ironing our ears extra hard tonight, we is."

hiccup.

"Is Headmistress with red Hair upset with the elvsies?" He asked, going into a hiccuping fit. He looked up at the big hoomans at the table and hiccuped several more times. "We is very sorry. We hope Headmistress with Red Hair is forgiving us."

.. And where had Toddles gone?! Into a mistress' LAP?!

"Toddles! Toddles mustn't bother the Mistress or Pips and Nimma is taking away Toddles' snack, they is!" he warned sternly. "Pips says toddles must get off Mistress now!"

Originally Posted by umbrella vinora;11188093 @ the staff table

as the umbrella vinora was lifted from the arms of the small creatures to beside the newly appointed headmistress, the plant shifted a bit more. It's long, green tendrils began to sway to and fro, as if dancing to a light melody unheard by others.

Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl (Post 11188034)

Originally Posted by Grey Lady (Post 11210190)

After having a small fight with the portrait at the entrance of the Ravenclaw Room about what the answer for the riddle for entrance was...which for the record the Grey Lady was completely right with her answer of a Humperdink after all everyone knew what a Humperdink was...she finally just floated through the wall instead of taking the traditional entrance through the doorway. She was a Ravenclaw and shouldn't have to answer any stupid riddles to get in anyways!

She floated around the room eavesdropping on the conversations and shaking her head up and down to signal if she approved of the conversation or not. She hovered just above their heads with her arms crossed loosely in front of her.

Originally Posted by ♦ Peeves ♦ (Post 11211074)

What was this Peeves was hearing from his nearby hiding spot? That professor lady was going to let the kiddies play with FIRE Crabs? Well now, he couldn't let an opportunity such as this one pass him by.

Zooming out from his spot in the trees he made his presence known.

"FIRE!

THE CRABS ARE ON FIRE! EVERYONE RUN! SAVE YOURSELVES!"

Flying around their heads he spotted a jar of dirt... and worms.

PERFECT!

"HAVE NO FEAR, PEEVES IS HERE! HE'LL PUT OUT THOSE FIRES!" Or maybe just feed the crabs.

Swooping down he snatched up the jar FULL of creepy crawlies and started dumping them all over the place. Worms were everywhere! On the ground, tables... on the students, in their hair, slithering down their backs...

Originally Posted by Nearly Headless Nick (Post 11211061)

Where was the Grey Lady? Sir Nicholas pondered as he floated through walls and floors in his own little bubble. She had said she had something for him when they last spoke. Ascending up through the second floor ceiling his head popped up into the middle of a sandy room full of students rather than through the accustomary wall.

Nicholas rose slowly from the sand and blinked around at the student's that scampered out of the way. He hadn't meant to spook them.

Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl (Post 11214968)

Originally Posted by The Narrator (Post 11221971)

It was just now about breakfast time, and at first glance, the entrance to the Great Hall looked fine. Once students entered and rubbed their sleepy eyes, however, they would notice that none of the tables in the Great Hall were where they were supposed to be. In fact, all of the large, rectangular, wooden tables.... seemed to have disappeared. Completely.

Food would soon appear on the floor, so students would just have to make do without proper seating... at least until the tables are found...

Originally Posted by The Narrator (Post 11221978)

The Groundskeeper would find it much easier to decorate this year, without the four house tables and one staff table blocking the way. To the decorating crew, it might not seem odd that the tables were missing; but to the students who had been forced to eat breakfast on the floor, the missing tables were an OUTRAGE.

Either way, carry on with your decorating! Enjoy the open floor space, for now.

Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01 (Post 11221972)

Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl (Post 11221989)

Originally Posted by The Narrator (Post 11221978)

The Groundskeeper would find it much easier to decorate this year, without the four house tables and one staff table blocking the way. To the decorating crew, it might not seem odd that the tables were missing; but to the students who had been forced to eat breakfast on the floor, the missing tables were an OUTRAGE.

Either way, carry on with your decorating! Enjoy the open floor space, for now.

Originally Posted by The Narrator (Post 11221979)

The staircase suddenly swung around, leaving its present occupants swaying and clinging to the banisters. The staircase seemed to sweep in a more haphazard motion than usual, and finally stopped when it was touching the seventh floor.

Good luck if you are a Claw or Lion, too bad if you are a Snake or a Badger...just means more walking for you!

Originally Posted by ♦ Peeves ♦ (Post 11222606)

Peeves flew through the wall from room 3, straight into the waiting room while cursing the Healer as he went. He hovered in the air, looking down at the chairs and tables below him and with an evil grin upon his face, he dove downwards and began to cause mayhem.

He picked up chairs and threw them against the wall causing them to splinter on contact. He upended tables and ripped the magazines into tiny little pieces and threw them into the air like confetti. Satisfied with the destruction he had caused, he disappeared through the wall.

Peeves has left the Hospital Wing.

Originally Posted by ♦ Peeves ♦ (Post 11222639)

Snickering quietly to himself, Peeves moved through the throng of students in invisible mode making sure that he bumped into each and everyone of them. Until he came upon a Ravenclaw on her own and he picked up a long strand of tinsel and began to wrap it around the girl.

"LOOK! I MADE A MAYPOLE!" The poltergeist giggled, but not in a nice way as he made himself visible. "FEEL LIKE GOING FOR A SPIN LITTLE GIRL?"

Originally Posted by The Narrator (Post 11223206)

A few books are lying face up on the ground, ripped pages around the books are scattered all around them.

Originally Posted by The Narrator (Post 11223659)

Loud, obnoxious screaming is heard coming from the care of magical creatures barn before all sounds cease and it goes almost unnaturally quiet.

The Jobberknoll have all died.

Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01 (Post 11224456)

Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl (Post 11226463)

Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl (Post 11233333)

Originally Posted by Unnamed Spector (Post 11233375)

Originally Posted by Umbrella Vinora (Post 11236383)

Oh the castle was a dirty, dirty place.

Dust stick into the long tendril of the Umbrella Vinora as it made its away around the empty parts of the castle. Moving around as if the tendril had eyes, the tendril made its way into an office that was completely open.

Wriggling around the office, it got up to the desk before grabbing hold of a picture with two young children.

In a matter of seconds the tendril was gone from the office, and so was the picture.

Originally Posted by Umbrella Vinora (Post 11236377)

A long tendril, snakes under the doorway of the librarians office. Wrapping around an expensive looking fishing pole the tendril attempts to pull the pole back underneath the door with it. A small "crack" can be heard from the pole as the reel is broken off just before the rest of the pole disappears under the door.

Originally Posted by The Narrator in Common Room (Post 11236756)

It happened so suddenly, and quietly, but it happened all the same: everyone in the Common Room, whether they had been lounging there for hours or had just walked in the door, was suddenly evicted.

An unseen force repelled all Gryffindor students from their Common Room and attached areas. The same force locked all entrances and exits to the rooms with one resounding, echoing, ominous CLICK.

The Common Room was officially locked and sealed to all.

Originally Posted by The Narrator in Gryffindor Study Area (Post 11236752)

It happened so suddenly, and quietly, but it happened all the same: the hardworking students who had been studying at the Gryffindor study tables suddenly found themselves pushed out of their seats, shoved out from their desks, rolled out of their common room, and generally ejected from their House's private area.

An unseen force repelled all Gryffindor students from the Common Room and attached areas, and locked all entrances and exits to the rooms. The Common Room was officially locked and sealed.

Originally Posted by Narrator in Slytherin

It happened so suddenly, and quietly, but it happened all the same: everyone in the Common Room, whether they had been lounging there for hours or had just walked in the door, was suddenly evicted.

An unseen force repelled all Slytherin students from their Common Room and attached areas. The same force locked all entrances and exits to the rooms with one resounding, echoing, ominous CLICK.

The Common Room was officially locked and sealed to all.

Originally Posted by Narrator in the Hufflepuff Common Room

It happened so suddenly, and quietly, but it happened all the same: everyone in the Common Room, whether they had been lounging there for hours or had just walked in the door, was suddenly evicted.

An unseen force repelled all Hufflepuff students from their Common Room and attached areas. The same force locked all entrances and exits to the rooms with one resounding, echoing, ominous CLICK.

The Common Room was officially locked and sealed to all.

Originally Posted by Narrator in 'Badger Meetup Extravaganza!'

It was a real shame for the Hufflepuffs who were celebrating their 'Badgerness,' but the unseen force would not be stopped by anyone or anything, regardless of their level of festivity.

The locking happened so suddenly, and quietly, but it happened all the same: everyone in the Common Room, whether they had been lounging there for hours or had just walked in the door, was suddenly evicted.

All Hufflepuff students were repelled from their Common Room and attached areas as an unseen force locked all entrances and exits to the rooms with one resounding, echoing, ominous CLICK.

The Common Room was officially locked and sealed to all.

Originally Posted by Nearly Headless Nick (Post 11238029)

A head plopped out off one of the cupboards and was soon followed by the transparent body of Sir Nicholas, the Gryffindor House ghost.

Nick floated around the student deserted observatory restlessly. Something was not right within the school, he could feel it in the stone walls just as clear as he still could remember how a big slice of his favourite chocolate cake tasted.

Originally Posted by Fat Friar (Post 11238039)

Oh, this was not good. Not good at all.

The Fat Friar has been floating around aimlessly looking for any of the other ghosts to talk to. He was worried. Even more so now he'd heard on the grapevine that his precious Badger's had been locked out of their common room. Something wasn't right.

As he made his way up to the observatory, he spotted just the person/ghost he wanted.



"Sir Nicholasssssssss!" The voice boomed out, echoing around the room.

"Have you heard? Something is wrong with the Hufflepuff common room. The students can't get in apparently. I don't like it, Sir Nicholas. I don't like it." He floated around sighing loudly and shaking his head.

Originally Posted by Unnamed Spector (Post 11239494)

Originally Posted by Grey Lady (Post 11240081)

The Grey Lady floated through the walls on a mission. She flipped her head back and forth looking for the Headmistress. She glanced behind her to see if the other ghosts had joined her...well more like...kept up with her. She was on a mission and that lil entity was going to regret messing with her precious Ravvies.

Spotting the Headmistress, she quickly floated towards her direction and without even waiting for a lull in the conversation, she floated through the students surrounding the pretty lady and hovered right in front of the woman.

"I'm very sorry to interrupt your moment, but the ghosts have an issue that we would like to discuss with you..." she said as she glanced around to all of the faces, "possibly out of the ear shot of the lovely students..." yes because she couldn't be trusted not to say mean and rude things about the entity causing all of the problems...

Originally Posted by Nearly Headless Nick (Post 11240595)

Sir Nicholas was fast, but evidently not as fast as the Grey Lady. Floating into the Great Hall he saw her already hovering in front of the new Headmistress.

With his eyes fixed on the throne Sir Nicholas floated through a number of student's on his way, not stopping to check if they were discomfited or not.

Floating up next to the Grey Lady he fired of a warm beam in Headmistress Truebridge direction who looked sort of shell-shocked. Had the Grey Lady scared her?

He exchanged a brief glance with his dear old friend before saying earnestly to the Headmistress. "All the students have been evicted from their common rooms and can't get back in." And the Baron thinks that its Peeves work. Sir Nicholas didn't utter that suspicion though.

The primary concern was to find a suitable place for his precious lion cubs to sleep for the night. After that was sorted they could discuss possible culprits.

Originally Posted by Grey Lady (Post 11240643)

The Grey Lady glanced at the Headmistress as she acted startled...did the ghost look that horrid tonite...she glanced around looking for something shiny to check her reflection in, but then was interrupted by Sir Nicholas. She focused instantly back in on the task at hand making a mental note to check herself later on.

She shook her head up and down in agreement with the Gryffindor ghost. "Yes, and we think Peeves might have had a hand in it...it just screams his handy work..." she said the statement with pure distaste...she did not understand that creature at all.

Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl (Post 11240665)

Originally Posted by Fat Friar (Post 11240680)

Acting in a totally non suspicious way, the Friar made his entrance into the Great Hall, waving at the children as he passed them, floating over to where the Grey Lady and Sir Nicholas had cornered the Headmistress. They were still so much faster than he was.

But he did manage to catch the part where the woman questioned the information being given to her. "ALL of them!" he said, floating into view and answering her question but trying not to be too loud. An achievement for him it must be said.

The Friar was usually a jolly chap, but Peeves was the one thing that could get on his transparent nerves. "I heard talk of them being thrown out first. THROWN OUT. Surely that has to be Peeves?"

Originally Posted by Nearly Headless Nick (Post 11242984)

Sir Nicholas floated into the filthy and dimly lit broom cupboard to wait for the Grey Lady, Friar and hopefully the Baron.

The transparent man was quite agitated as he circled the room.

Originally Posted by Grey Lady (Post 11243517)

The Grey Lady followed Sir Nicholas hastily. She was not a patient woman usually but was even less patient when she was frustrated or angry, so she was through the roof agitated and fidgety.

When she came through the wall, she almost floated right into Nicholas as he floated around in a circle.

"O goodness...excuse me Nicholas...I didn't see you there..." she said apologizing and then the tension got the best of her and she couldn't help but giggle a little bit at her last comment.

Originally Posted by Fat Friar (Post 11243662)

Wait, where had they gone?

The Friar had been so flustered by recent events he'd lost sight of his fellow ghosts as they'd exited the hall. He hovered just outside the doors, looking both ways up and down the entrance hall. "Sir Nicol--" he started to call, when he heard the voice of the Grey Lady coming from in the nearby broom cupboard.

Zooming through the closed door, he came to a sudden stop, nose to nose with the Ravenclaw ghost. "Oh, my apologies, dear lady," the Friar said, holding up a chubby hand. "I was going to go down to the kitchen to request a barrel from the elves, but it occurred to me we've not discussed where we're going to do this... this capture." He shuddered slightly at that. Yes, Peeves was incredibly annoying, and if he'd done this to their precious students they needed to find out, but still. It didn't sit easy with him.

Originally Posted by Fat Friar (Post 11254796)

So the plan was set in motion. They had their secret weapon to lay out. And now, all they had to do was wait for that chaos creator to come out and show his cowardly face.

The Friar slinked into the staff room and glided in between the cushions in the sofa, his head sticking out slightly as glanced around the room. Shouldn't be too long now. Right?

Originally Posted by Bloody Baron (Post 11254798)

The Baron floated from the broom closet to the Staff room. He was a BARON! Thank you very much! He wasn't going to be stuck in a broom closet. He would come into a a staff room. And as soon as Peeves would come he'd make him pay!

Originally Posted by Nearly Headless Nick (Post 11254802)

Nicholas wafted through the wall into the staff room, his pearly eyes canvasing the furniture and the room in general. He hoped this plan would work.

Gliding toward the corner to plaster himself behind the bookshelf, he waited... time to see what Peeved had to say for himself. All efforts at diplomacy were not yet lost... key word being yet.

Originally Posted by Toddles (Post 11254837)

Toddles didn't knock, nope he didn't need to.

"Masters and Mistresses, Toddles is here to give you your candy...."

O___________O

Who were these silvery masters and missus?! "Pardon Toddles but who are you?" He eyed them as after dropping the bag of candy infront of the random barrel in the room. They were scary persons. Toddles didn't like them and didn't remember that they had asked him to come.

"Bye bye silvery people..." *SNAP*

Originally Posted by ♦ Peeves ♦ (Post 11254848)

Peeves didn't hear Toddles' discussion with the... whoever was in the staff room, as he was still easily distracted by all the candies.

"Ooh, piece of candy!" he continued to exclaim with each fresh piece he found. "Ooh, piece of candy! Ooh, piece of candy! Ooh, piece of candy!"

Wait, what was that? He had just passed through the door of the staff room and his greedy eyes narrowed in on a giant BAG of candy on the floor. OH EXPLODING SNAP! This was just what he needed - a great big bag of candy to replace all the ones he'd pelted at that pimply Gryffindork girl!

"Ooh, BAG of candy!"

Peeves fell for Toddles' unintentional trick and zoomed straight at the candy. Once he was near the salt barrel, however, both he AND the bag of candy were sucked straight inside.

He was trapped. Trapped like a raccoon in a cage. Poor Peeves!

Originally Posted by Grey Lady (Post 11255107)

If the Grey Lady could, she would've jumped up and down with joy as she watch the dreaded little spirit get trapped. She floated towards the barrel and circled around it.

She glanced at the other ghosts and then said, "Okay, Peeves, now's your once chance to unlock the Common Rooms or explain to us how you locked them or we'll have to let the Headmistress take care of you!"

Originally Posted by ♦ Peeves ♦ (Post 11255256)

"But I didn't dooooooooooooo itttttt," Peeves wailed, meanwhile trying to rock the barrel from side to side. This was pathetic. This was low. This was...a prank HE should have SEEN COMING! He was not a happy poltergeist, but he wasn't going to let the other ghosts see it.


"What's the Headmistress going to do to me? She ain't got no power over that lockout! HAHAHAAHA! As IF!" Peeves cackled and successfully made the barrel tremble a little. "I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE A CLOWN, Helena!"

Could he call her that? OOPS, HE JUST DID.

Originally Posted by Bloody Baron (Post 11255301)

"Peeves!" He said angrily converging on the poltergeist. "You do not speak to the Lady Helena in that manner! Do I make myself crystal clear?!" He calmed himself and pulled back a bit. "Now. Tell me the truth Peeves, and you know how I get when I'm lied to. Why did you lock the students out of their common rooms?!"

Originally Posted by Umbrella Vinora (Post 11255869)

A long, thick, green tendril slowly crept through the doors to the Library and made it's way along the walls until it reached the stacks of books, delicious FOOD all gathered for the Vinora.

The vine raised from the floor, leaning on the wooden shelf and began lifting a book, ironically entitled 'How to Know If Your Clinging Plants are Too Clingy' by Primrose Latticework, and pulled it from the shelf. Suddenly another tendril appeared and another grabbing more books until a whole shelf was practically gone. The planty arm then retreated back into the shadows.

Yum....

Originally Posted by Umbrella Vinora (Post 11255909)

Just because the barn was full of students and a professor, didn't mean the Vinora wasn't still hungry.

The large vines crept through a venalation opening in the back of the building and snaked their way through the strawn-strewn floors until it stopped at a stall with an unfortunate Abraxan standing in it. The Professor must have been attending to it earlier and had left it here during her lesson. It came to a stop, all the while the plant had gone UNSEEN by the people in the place.

Suddenly the vines shot out, grabbing the Abraxan by two of its legs and pulling it to the ground hard. The tendrils then began to pull the beast to a different venalation opening. All the people might have heard of the situation was the quiet and muffled neigh of a horse in distress somewhere nearby....before it was eaten.

Originally Posted by Moaning_Myrtle (Post 11256646)

It wasn't fair! Those other ghosts were picking on Peeves and he had done nothing wrong. Well not entirely. But the poltergeist hadn't done what the other ghosts were accusing him of.

Myrtle sniffled as she floated up through the floors of the castle, she had been so preoccupied thinking about Peeves that she went one floor too many and she found herself in a circular room with nothing in it but a large chest. The ghost sniffled again as she flew down and hovered over the chest.

Usually Myrtle would have just ignored the chest and gone back to her bathroom but she had been taught a few tricks this year by her new friend and she decided to put them to good use.

And maybe, just MAYBE some boys would pay attention to her new rebel side. She zoomed around the chest a couple of times and within sixty seconds the lock on the chest clicked open and the lid sprang open.

"OOH LOOK AT ALL THE PRETTY TRINKETS!!" Myrtle clapped her hands together and emptied the chest of its contents. Mirrors, crockey, goblets and glasses went swirling around the room before smashing all over the floor. Paint and ink hit the walls and dripped onto the floor. She took out some cushions and ripped them to pieces so that there were feathers flying about.

She was considering smashing the windows as well when she thought she heard a noise outside. Myrtle glanced at the door before sinking into the floor and to the level below.

Originally Posted by Mell (Post 11256632)

Leading both Pepper and Millie into the playground, Seb didn't untie their leashes until he had firmly closed the gate behind him and only then did he let go free. He watched as Pepper bounded off while Millie continued to hang around him. He had noticed that she had been doing that quite a lot lately and he couldn't understand what the problem was. She seemed to be in perfect health and she still liked to play with Pepper but for some reason she didn't like being alone. Perhaps he would go see Vanora about her tomorrow. He bent down and gave the little wombat a pat before making his way out of the playground and back to his hut.

Millie turned on the spot and watched the human who had been looking after her walk away and nose twitched a little. She didn't want him to go. There were bad things in the playground. Millie turned back around to see where Pepper had disappeared to and she waddled along as quick as her little legs would carry her. And just as she neared the back of the playground, she saw Pepper jump the fence and run away.

Which meant she was now alone. In the playground. Where bad things were hiding.

Originally Posted by Umbrella Vinora (Post 11257554)

The presence of children and a staff member did not deter the Umbrella Vinora in it's quest for food. It was hungry and it could sense something close by to eat.

A long tendril snaked through a hole in the garden wall and the plants in front of it. Stretching out into the sunshine, it waved around slightly and slapped the ground, searching. Pulling backwards it latched on to what it wanted - the leg of the Gnome hiding in the bushes.

Slowly and carefully it dragged the creature towards the hole, making the leaves rustle and shake loudly. Finally, and with a squeal, the gnome was pulled through the hole to it's doom.

Originally Posted by Umbrella Vinora @ Pepper and Millie's Playground

As the girls got to talking and jumping to incorrect conclusions, the Umbrella Vinora slipped in through a rail surrounding the playground. One long tendril snaked across the grassy area, blending right in like a garden snake, and heading straight for its prey.

Ah, wombat. Such a delicious foreign delicacy, but one the plant enjoyed immensely. The tendril crept right up the Hufflepuff petting Millie and gave her a harsh slap on her face. Then it bounced over to the Gryffindor and slapped her cheek as well, taking advantage of their shock to snatch the wombat out of their hands and wrap it up like a sausage roll.

The tendril dragged the struggling, squealing, crying wombat back to the rest of its body, where it was devoured in no time. Bon appetite!

Originally Posted by Unnamed Spector (Post 11258770)

The Kitchen was just too neat, and when it was too neat those snotty little work horse House Elves got nosey and into things that didn't concern them.

No matter that there were students about, the concealed door to the Kitchens was burst open and a gust of wind came in with it. But then nothing happened, until....

BANG! CLING! CLANNNNNNG!!!

Cupboards were forced open as if on their own accord and their contents were flung out into the room. Pots bounced off the floor, silverware danced about the room, knives were flung into the walls and the huge mixing pot was turned up on its side. The students that were nearby were smacked with whisks and spatulas and the ringing of the pots and pans was deafening.

Then just as soon as it started things died down and the room was basically destroyed.

Originally Posted by Unnamed Spector (Post 11258773)

This tower of the Castle had been left untouched ever since its first appearance and that seriously would not do.

Despite the draftiness of the towers in Hogwarts one couldn't deny that just then it became draftier. Suddenly the some-what neat stack of trunks, carpet, and stools perched precariously on top of each other outside the Divination Professor's office and underneath the ladder to the classroom were all overturned and thrown about as if ontop of an explosion.

A trunk lid flew open and crystal balls, 30 in total began to float about slowly like miniature planets. It was an oddly peaceful sight above the clutter of fabric and wood strewn across the floor until the zoomed in all different directions, smashing into the stone walls.

Originally Posted by Davvy_Wavvy (Post 11258772)

Sophia frowned and stepped closer to the portrait. Hmmmm...she ran her hand along it then let out a loud 'hmmmm' once more.

"It just doesn't feel...right.." Her frown deepened and she stepped back from the door and looked at the professors gathered there.

"Actually yes I do. I'm pretty sure if we try blasting this door open the spells will rebound right back on us and Leo's shield will do little to stop it from hitting us." She rolled up her sleeves and cleared her throat.

"Lets see what we're working with here..sperevelio" She said with a flick then swish of her wand. There was a barely audible whizzing sound before a writing appeared written in what seemed to be blood on the entrance.

ramnar okran


"Merlin's holey socks!.....who..who would use such a dark spell?" Sophia looked at Medea..."This is dark Egyptian magic..can you undo this Medea?"

Originally Posted by Roselyn (Post 11258784)

Originally Posted by ♦ Peeves ♦ (Post 11258669)

"NOTHING!"


Peeves burst out of the barrel as promised, cackling and trying to zoom off. His efforts were a waste, however, regardless of much he zoomed around and around and around and around and around and around and around the tiny circle the Grey Lady had permitted him.

Damn that salt!!!!!!

"OKAY," Peeves cracked quickly enough, settling down like a popped balloon. "OKAY. His name is Isfret. And he's coming for YOU. You know why. I don't. I'm done, okay? I'M DONE!"


His mean little face drooped even more than his sagging, off-centre, crooked bowtie. "Pleeeeeeeeease let me go now?"

Originally Posted by Nearly Headless Nick (Post 11258914)

Sir Nicholas floated backwards several meter's as Peeves burst out of the barrel before floating in circles on the same spot for several seconds but it felt like minutes.

When the poltergeist started to spill what he knew Sir Nicholas face changed from surprise to worry in the blink of an eye. Isfret. That was the last name he had wanted to hear from Peeves mouth.

Very concerned he exchanged upset glances with the Baron and the Grey lady before he murmured. "Helena, darling please release Peeves we won't get any more information from him. We have more urgent things to worry about."

Isfret...

Originally Posted by Argyle (Post 11258999)

Argyle's big elfsie eyes were wide with fear as the elfsie stopped her cooking to see the kitchen being ruined. RUINED! The mess! THE MESS! It was awful.

Are the studentsies okay? Argyle asked, walking quickly towards the source of the wind. Argyle doesn't understand! She called out hysterically, elfsie arms flailing in the air. The kitchen! The mess! The elvsies work so hard! The elvsies hates the messes! Then Argyle's bright wide eyes filled with tears and she began to pace. Who would do this to the elvsies?! Why?

Without further comment Argyle started working, her elfsie arms gathering as much as she could off the floor and placing it into the large sink, tears still falling down her face. Argyle needs to clean the mess! Argyle can't have the kitchen like this! Destroyed! All the mess!

Originally Posted by Pips (Post 11259247)

NO.

The little elf fainted at the sight of the shattered Kitchen. He fell to the floor dramatically, before his large eyelids popped open again and he leaped up, fretting about.

THE KITCHEN HAD BEEN DESTROYED. Pips' giant elf ears drooped with despair as he stopped his cooking to watch his Kitchen being ruined. The pots! The silverware! THE CHINA! It was all broken and tattered and bent. The little elf's chin wobbled as he spoke. "PIPS' KITCHEN! The kitchen is being ruined, it is! Studentsies is seeing the mess?!"

Pips began to rush around, picking things up off of the now cluttered Kitchen floor, until he had a large stack in his hands. He accompanied a fellow elf— was that Argyle? He couldn't tell from behind all the plates— to the sink, where he emptied his arms of the load. "The elves is starting to clean now, they is! Is the studentsies being helping the elvsies? The elvsies isn't wanting to putting the studentsies to any trouble, they isn't."

OH. The mess. Pips almost fainted once more at the sight of it.

He was going to have to iron his ears for not stopping this from happening.

Originally Posted by Tinka (Post 11260515)

"Tinka like to worky-work, worky all day long. Tinka like to whiskie-whisk, whiskie all day long."

The elf was singing merrily when all of a sudden her kitchen was being ruined! "Kitchen? What happ--WHISKIE! NOOOOOO!" She lunged for it, but missed. Her Precious was caught up in a cyclone of destruction. Tinka lunged after it, following it across the room as utensils and ingredients flew through the air.

And then as suddenly as it had started, it stopped.

COUGH, COUGH. HACK, HACK. SNEEZE, SNEEZE.

"Flour everywhere! Kitchen a mess! Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear!" She shook her head, trying to clear her vision. "Argyle? Tippin? Little Pips? You be okay??" Her ears began to twitch uncontrollably. "Where be Tinka's whiskie? WHISKIE!!!!!!!"

Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl (Post 11260859)

Originally Posted by Umbrella Vinora (Post 11261133)

Ohh the lights were so pretty against the night sky! But that was not what the Umbrella Vinora was concentrated on. Three particularly long tendrils made their way around feet and over bags so skillfully, it went unseen by most of the students.



The wombat was a delicious treat. But it was much to small for the plants growing appetite. And the Umbrella Vinora knew exactly what its next meal was.

Not wanting to wait one second longer the tendrils attacked.

In a second they wrapped themselves around Burbage's legs and yanked her off her desk, onto the floor, and then dragged her out of the class so quickly that she never quite managed to out a cry for help. All she got out was a loud shriek as she left the room. Pulling the old woman back to where it resided the Umbrella Vinora did not hesitate and gobbled her right up.

Yummy.

Originally Posted by Moaning_Myrtle (Post 11262328)

Ooooooooooh All the ghosts were gathered in one room, this was perfect. Myrtle glided around the ceiling staying invisible to all and trying her best to not cackle. She was getting valuable information here..Isfret would be so pleased with her.

She glared down at all of them. Those ghosts and students would pay for teasing her and excluding her from everything. Once isferet took over things would be different.

Ugh she had listened enough and didn't need to hear anything else. She cackled loudly and swooped down into the mist of everyone dropping the beautiful sparkly green antique looking brooch that Isfret gave her.
"Thanks for telling me everything! Looooooseeeeeeeeeeers!"

Originally Posted by Umbrella Vinora (Post 11262614)

A very thin, small piece of a tendril slides underneath the door.

Originally Posted by Isfret (Post 11262626)

Suddenly, sliver vapour begins to swarm into the room, and cover the floor. The brooch rocks slightly before the emerald begins to glow a bright light green color. For a few seconds nothing happens until the vapour and the brooch meet. The light shines brighter and suddenly the house ghosts that were perfectly fine before are sucked in, leaving the brooch QUIVERING in their wake.

The cackling grows louder and louder as the light dulls until someone, or something is taken over by laughter.

"HAHAHAHA!"

Then all of a sudden, the laughing stops, and the room is silent. Underneath the vapour that starts to fade the tendril slips away.

Originally Posted by Moaning_Myrtle (Post 11265613)

Aww look at how sweet the Captains were beingggg! Myrtle was won over already, and just about melted when the Slytherin one WINKED at her. Hold the owl.....but she had always been partial to Slytherins....like that one time that one boy's snake had looked her in the eye...of course she hadn't lived to tell the tale, him being that Tom Riddle and all...but still. Slytherinnnnnns.

She let out a girly giggle and half-curtsied to the Slytherin. "BOYs are never a hold-up for meeeee, My Captain....of course I'll help you out." she giggled again and then tossed a pigtail toward the Ravenclaw, in case he wanted a 100+ year-old whiff of her perfume. Ghosts still smelled like what they died in, right?

Anyway, the Isfret storyyyy. BORING. Myrtle stifled a yawn before even beginning to talk, then talk she did. "A long long time ago, someone brought some Egyptian stuff to Hogwarts and the magic of the school woke up this ghost guyyyyyy named Isfret, who happened to live in this fancy schmancy brooch." Myrtle's grey eyes flicked toward the redhead who was obsessed with cheap jewellery. "Isfret was like a herrrrrrrrro at first to the ghosts, but then he went bad or something- like I said, I wasn't there, so I didn't get to hear the whole story -and the ghosts did this spelllllll to banish him."

She giggled. Again. "I guess it worked for a whileeee til Isfret got all powerful again. Then of course he had to come back. For revenge!" She tiltled her head sideways and made eyes at the Ravenclaw boyyyy. "Isn't that romaaaaantic?"

Originally Posted by Umbrella Vinora (Post 11266926)

Tendrils that had been groping the floorboards of the corridor outside for any moursel of food, be it mice or dropped snacks from the students, had made their way in stealthily through the opened door at the dismissial of a lesson.

So many moving prey it would be hard to resist...oh wait...the Umbrella Vinora didn't have to resist. Now which one? The tendrils snaked across the floor, around the bags and past the small ankles of the children. Maybe he would just grab onto one of those....

But, aha! The man at the front of the room making his way to the back of the class to put away some supplies! One of the thick vines crept up against the cabinets and when he came close, yanked him to the floor. A quick shout in Norwegian was heard from the man as he was dragged out of the room. He clung onto the door frame for a mere second before another tendril whipped his fingers. Muffled yells could be heard from the hall, a few thumps and then nothing. The students remaining in the room who had all had their backs to him must have at least HEARD something.

Mr. Christianson had been another tasty snack just like the Astronomy woman.

Originally Posted by Isfret (Post 11270361)

Buurrrning book. But it hadn't been burning long before the students put it out. THAT WAS OKAY.

"TEN MORE POINTS!" Another burning book went flying straight toward Myrtle. "AND HOW ABOUT TWENTY!?!" A number of books suddenly ignited floated off the shelf and where thrown not only at Myrtle but at students (Oakey, Selina, Penelope) as well.

"MOR- GET THIS THINNNNNG AWAY FROM ME!!!!" Isfret shrieked as the cat started to PEEEEEEEE so close to him! EVILCATEVIL! OH-AND OTHER TOO!! "AWAY!" He yelled throwing burning books at each of the cats.

BURN CATS! BURN BOOKS! BURN LIBRARY! THEY HAD BURNED HIS PLANT! THEY HAD KICKED HIM OUT OF HOGWARTS BEFORE! THEY WOULD ALL SUFFER!

Isfret's eyes suddenly widdened so busy with the cats, he hadn't noticed the Headmistresses wand. "NO! NO! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!" The ghost hollered as EVERYONE of those stupid teachers and snot nosed brats began to say THE WORDS. "SHUT UP!" A gaping hole appeared in his stomach, growing bigger and bigger as each person uttered the incantation, expelling him from the castle from the inside. Isfret could only scream in rage, and soon only his face was left.

That was when a wicked smile crossed his face, and the exact moment that he vanished completely a giant ball of flame exploded in the library. Fire roared clinging onto books, bookcases, floors, and even the Librarian's hair.

The vengeful ghost Isfret was gone.

But the library was on fire, and the fire was quickly spreading.

Originally Posted by demented_death_eater (Post 11272279)

Professor Vindictus raised both hands and motioned for everyone to quiet down. An uneasy silence followed and it was broken by the Deputy Headmaster clearing his throat.

"Eighteen years ago, I came to Hogwarts and was given the mission of teaching basic flying skills as well as rebuilding the Quidditch program. At first, I thought I'd hang around for a few years before moving on but that obviously didn't happen," he said as a few camera bulbs flashed in the crowd. "I turned down several offers to coach on the continent because I was committed to my job here at Hogwarts. This school - all of the past and present staff and students - became my second family. And like a family, there have always been ups and downs but at the end of the day we were always there for each other."

Pause.

Deep breath.

"I have watched students grow and blossom from unsure First Years to confident Seventh Years, ready to take on the world. I take great pride in saying that I've trained most of the current professional Quidditch players in the British and Irish Quidditch League. Whenever I read the papers, names of former students stand out and I remember how timid they were when they had to sit on the stool as the Sorting Hat was placed upon their heads."

Another pause.

"These are memories that will be with me always, but now it's time for me to move on," Vindictus finally stated.

"Today was my last day officiating Quidditch at Hogwarts. When the school term ends, I will be leaving Hogwarts as I embark on a new chapter in life. As the new Chair of the International Association of Quidditch, I will continue to promote the sport as well as improve the safety of the game. For those who may wonder, I will resume officiating at the international level in the fall after going on tour for my upcoming book."

A final pause.

"I'm going to miss this school - it's students and staff, the smell of the damp stones of the castle after it rains, the smell of dusty old books in the Ravenclaw Common Room, and the smell of freshly cut grass on the pitch. The realization that this is the end has yet to sink in. Thank you."


Max was finished and he looked at Annie. "I didn't know how to tell you," he whispered as he kept his composure. "I'm sorry."

Originally Posted by Nearly Headless Nick (Post 11274664)

Sir Nicholas was relieved that the Baron saw sense and left the seat if only since it was discomforting to the Grey Lady. Sometime during their little case of different opinions the Friar had showed up.

As his dear friend got the Headmistress attention and ear Sir Nick floated a little closer to her to speak up. "We would like to share with you and the rest of the staff the background story which might shed some light as to why Isfret attacked and we are now mourning the death of two professors."

He waited a few seconds before beginning the story. "Many, many years ago, 271 years ago to be exact, a few items were brought back to Hogwarts from an expedition in Alexandria, Egypt. This was back in 1807 and the items brought back included a scarab beetle, an Old Kingdom papyrus scroll, and an alabaster statue of the goddess Bastet."

"Unbeknownst to those at Hogwarts at the time was that the scarab beetle was something more than just an ornate object. The beetle contained a ghost named Isfret. The magic within the school awakened the Egyptian ghost who first revealed himself to the Friar. Isfret charmed the Friar to allow him to perform good deeds around the school." Quieting down Sir Nick motioned to his fellow ghosts to take up the thread of the story.

Originally Posted by Fat Friar (Post 11275039)

The Friar twisted his hands in front of his robes and chimed in. "I then introduced Isfret to the Gray Lady who was impressed by the ghost's intelligence. To prove himself worthy, Isfret shared an ancient protective spell with the Gray Lady and she marveled at the wisdom shared by the ancient spirit. In turn, the Lady, with myself in tow, introduced Isfret to Sir Nicholas. To gain the approval of Sir Nicholas, Isfret showed him a trick that would allow him to join the Headless Hunt. Sir Nicholas was delighted that he could now join the hunt, and went off to tell the Baron of the glorious news."

He looked toward the Baron expectantly.

Originally Posted by Bloody Baron (Post 11275042)

The Baron floated closer to the Headmistress and said "Naturally, I was not pleased that I was the last to know of a new ghost in the castle and I demanded that I be introduced to the spirit. So along we went with Sir Nick to the Spirit Room in the castle where my Lady Helena and the good Friar were conversing with Isfret. It was obvious to Isfret that I was not a ghost to cross, and he said a few inaudible words in Egyptian that made my chains vanish. Relieved that I no longer had to carry the burden of the chains, I insisted, to the delight of all, that Isfret be allowed to join the ghosts at Hogwarts."

Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl (Post 11276103)