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Congratulations! You've made it halfway through the winter term, and someone is determined that you will enjoy this evening. The smells of the feast started permeating the classrooms about mid afternoon, and by the time classes are let out for the day, the corridor are resplendant in pumpkins and candles.

The Great Hall, is the focus of the celebrations, with animated carved pumpkins on every table, more candles than there've been since the Sorting Ceremony and everyone somehow finding that they do in fact have better robes than the ones they usually wear.

It's the Annual Hogwarts Hallowe'en feast: Tuck in!

[OOC: Party thread! Tag into your table, tag another location. Thread hop. Come back here weeks later for more threads. Meet people you haven't threaded with before. Party!

(Alumni and guests also welcome)]

serinusniger

After arriving on the Quidditch Pitch, Dinah doesn't waste any time heading to the seventh floor, still carrying the bundle she brought back with her.

When she told Leonardo he wanted the gym, she meant a very specific gym. Ever since her second year when her mother was in St, Mungo's for the first time and all she wanted was to be with her uncle Ted, she's taken to using the Room when it looks alomst exactly like Ted Grant's gym in the East End. Except that many years of use as a training spcace for her nad her friends have given it a specialist twist. The punching bags, for example, punch back.

Elbowing her way in with the bundle in her hands, she glances around the room for Leonardo. She's not late, but she wouldn't put it past him to be early.

[OOC: Plot locked to Leonardo]

serinusniger

Dinah hasn't been at school the last few days. She cleared it with her teachers, of course, and the Head Boy and Headmaster seperately, then she vanished.

Now, at a time when most people should probably be in the Great Hall starting the day, her broomstick can be seen circling down to land on the pitch, a large rucksack on her back, and strapped to the underside of her broom, a long, thick bundle of somthing wrapped in thick cloth.

She's back.

atypicalwarlock.livejournal.com

It's after dinner and studying that Aloysius Crumrin (7th year, Slytherin) takes himself outside to the Covered Bridge for a smoke and perhaps a bit of woolgathering, though he'd never admit it. There is drizzle in the air that promises a wet evening but he is enjoying it as it reminds him of his home in California.

Company wouldn't be a bad thing really, a fact he might even admit to.

veneficusvenato

The Three Broomsticks has closed every Thursday night since before the end of the last war. Each of the new owners has followed suit when they picked up the place. The second one said it had to do with luck and honors. And Jo Harvelle, who snuck into the place more times than any could count a decade ago, seems to be following in all their stead with an easy, unruffable grace.

Before this week, it was her night off. From everything. When she went, well, elsewhere and did, well, elsewise things. Tonight is different. Tonight is a return to everything that once was here. Tonight the Order of the Jabernoll will resume meeting.

The Closed sign hangs carelessly askew, like normal, and the windows are dark.

(And it will remain that way unless you have an invitation of some kind.)

serinusniger

This is how is goes: The common room is always, without fail, too crowded and busy to get homework done.
The library is too oppressive and filled with people going sssssssssh.

And the thing about the seventh year, with NEWTs on the horizon, is even someone who generally hasn't had the hardest struggle with schoolwork, might suddenly find herself being thrown in the deep end.

Which is why Dinah has snuck into an empty Charms classroom during a free period in which she can get to grip with her Charms homework.
Well, Charms right now. Potions and Defence against the Dark Arts next.

engineermage.livejournal.com

In the Great Hall, Kale's gotten the tables moved out of the way and mats put down on the floor. With a few absent flicks of his wand he repositions a few of them to his liking. The last thing he needs is for someone to hurt themselves. To one side Trever is sitting, holding Veena. He's here to help. You can't have a good duel with only one person, now can you? When that's done to his satisfaction, he looks to the students and says, "Okay, who's ready for their first Dueling lesson?"

Dueling club has begun!

basic_powers

It's autumn, and that means one thing every year, aside from the growing excitement for the Halloween feast. There's lots of first-years from all houses exploring the grounds and getting to know their housemates, fellow students and the grounds in general.

And Tyler is currently trying his best to not be noticed by the elder students, or certain ones from Slyterin, like VonFogg. Which doesn't make sense given that he's wandering towards the Quidditch practice fields to watch quietly.

He's not that likely to get onto the school's Quidditch team anytime, but that doesn't mean he can't watch with a sort of wistful envy over the whole thing. And it's his Sunday, he should get a moment to himself to enjoy it, though company wouldn't be turned down.

Especially if it were nice company.

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AU Hogwarts

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Entries tagged with dinah lance

Hallowe'en!

The Room of Requirement

The Quidditch Pitch, breakfast time

Hogwarts: Covered Bridge, early evening

Three Broomstick: Order of the Jobberknoll

An Empty Classroom.

Dueling Club!

Order of the Jobberknoll: Autumn sunday outside

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