Opening Feast 1976

"We haven't had any real time with her" she said sitting next to Moran of whom she dropped a kiss on her sister's cheek "we moved in and found a note telling us we'd see her this weekend"

"That's odd," she said sitting on the other side of Marvolo but not before giving Morano a quick hug. She placed her arms on the table and rsted her head on them, making sure to keep her head turned towards them. "And how is my other favourite cousin? Still cold as always?" She teased Morano.

She lifted her head and smiled somewhat sheepishly. "I can honestly say I hadn't even noticed I passed you." Her choice of words couldn't have possibly made the situation better, but she didn't think when she said them. "Maybe it was because you had a normal hair colour for once," she said not unkindly. "At least I think you did," she eyed Andromeda's now pink hair. "No hard feelings?"

For the second time that day she lifted an eyebrow in surprise. "Amelia? I had no idea she was headmistress."

Celania gave an unladylike snort. "Unfair is putting it a bit mildly." She wondered what Amelia would have been like if she grew up with them, she wondered what she was like now. "That is if she doesn't hold a grudge in place of her father."

Zoya had been there for a while, obviously. It was the first feast of the year and there was no chance in hell that she was going to miss it. She just hadn't taken part in all the chit-chat around because she had been more absorbed in the task of eating. Nope, eating would an inefficient word, savoring the food. Now that she had finished, the mini-mountain and was moving on to the next one though, she finally took notice of the people around her. Where's Rabastan? She wondered as she glanced over to the ensuing drama unrolling at the Slytherin table. "Oh hi Eric? Strategies?" She greeted, knowing that her fellow Gryffindor beater lived the game.

Narcissa entered the great hall and looked around, she knew she was late and didn't know where her sisters were, her eyes stopped when they rested on Andromeda. As she made her way over to the table her stride was quick paced as she slid next to her sister to sit with the rest of the Slytherins. Her eyes gazed towards her sisters hair. "What has you in such a mood sister?" She looked around the table once more. "And where is Bella?"

Eric looked around to find Staz greeting himself mouth was full so he took him a number of minutes before replying "Hi Staz, how were you're holidays?" He didn't mind Staz except for her interest in Dark Arts and her friendship with Slytherin's. He hated Slytherin and never wanted anything to do with them. He glanced over at their table to see them all chatting and turned back to Staz "As for strategies knock them all off their brooms! The usual"

"Oh you know, the usual." Zoya answered with an easy smile, completely used to and expecting the question. To prevent further questioning, she used the moment to shovel food in her mouth, doing it in a surprisingly un-disgusting way. "How was yours?" She asked, when she finally swallowed down the said food. "Oh oh! Cool strategy. I like it. Simple and easy to follow. I just hope those new brooms they bought aren't so fast that we end up hitting each other!" She joked, her eyes critically upraising the Slytherin team.

Not good. What was I thinking? Wait! I wasn't thinking! This is disaster! The thoughts running through Alex's mind were just as confused as she looked. She was lost, and on the first day of school itself. It was worse because she was a teacher and she was supposed to mind her students. "Brilliant start this is." She muttered as she skidded to a halt outside, mentally thanking the 'helpful' portraits. Before walking in, she did a once over of her looks, holding up her hair and poking her cheeks. Her eyes looked a little puffy, and she looked sleep deprived but the overall effect was decent. "It will have to do." She decided, taking a deep breath before pushing in and marching up to the teacher's table. Sooooooo awkward!

Dellen left her quarters and walked down to the great hall, something she felt like she had done a thousand times. It didn't feel like to long ago she made this walk as a student. as a professor now she was glad to be home. This was the safest place for her after all.

Walking down the tables her senses took in every sight and smell, she noticed a nervous looking young lady "You must be the new professor" she said stopping behind her.

Eric could tell she wasn't up for talking about her holidays so he left it alone. "Mine was alright I guess." In fact it was quite boring. The information on the new brooms was a surprise. "I didn't know they got new brooms, luckily I'll be getting one soon as well!" He turned to look at the staff table and saw a woman who seemed to be new approach the staff table looking nervous. He couldn't help but smile "Poor woman" he said to nobody in particular.

Sanguini strode into the great hall, a book under her arm, she would rather be getting ready for first lessons then come to this feast. She did her best not to wince at all the noise assaulting her eyes from the students, that was a draw back to her kind and children. She approached the table and saw two professors conversing instead of sitting and nodded to them as she passed and sat down.

Alex naturally jumped in surprise at the sudden announcement, but gamely turned and bowed. "I am indeed. And you are the.....?' She trailed off, hoping the lady would fill in the blank. "So uh......are first years always this nervous or what?" She questioned awkwardly, blinking at the students divided into the houses. Hers was the red one, if she wasn't wrong.

"Well technically, I am taking a guess. New broom in market plus Slytherin team equals good business for broom and new brooms for Slytherin team." Zoya answered, shrugging as she piled on some more food on her plate. "Oh cool! Which model?" She asked immediately, her curiosity piquing. "Poor woman? I am so skiving her classes, she looks like a total un-disciplined prof." She scoffed, rolling her eyes at the new professor only to be quickly sobered by the arrival of Professor Lestrange. That, was someone she did not mess with.

"Defense against the dark art's professor, and head of slytherin. Dellen Lestrange" she said extending a hand to the woman. "everyone is nervous there first time as a student or teacher..though i must say you are far more afraid of them then they are of you"

Opening the book she brought with her Sanguini skimmed through the pages while she waited for the any last speeches and the feast to end.

He smiled at Staz's comment. This was typical of her "Don't be so harsh on her, rumours are she is our new head of house" He filled his plate once more and started to eat again. "I'm not sure what broom I'm getting yet" He could not wait to get his new broom and try it out. Hopefully he would have it before the first game of the year.

The loud noise of chatting students was buzzing through the halls of Hogwarts, as Elija made his way towards the Great Hall. He had missed the sorting on purpose, but he at least had to make an appearence seeing that he was head of house.
When he stepped into the hall, he had to fight off the instinct of turing and walking right back out again. He hated such huge gatherings, but it couldn't be helped, so he walked towards the staff table and sat down next to a female teacher. "Good evening." Elija said smoothly.

" Yes, well, she should be here, it's bad enough she didn't even save me a spot on the train." She huffed and looked towards the Ravenclaw table with a suspicious look. "And what did our cousin want?"

She put some food on her plate, most of them sweets. Picking up a muffin she took a big bite. "I'm simple famished you know."

Placing the open book on the table she glanced the man sitting next to her. "Good evening Professor Prince, I do hate these giant social gatherings. The students are rather loud this evening.." She did wince this time as a student shouted loudly to another.

A snort escaped his lips and his eyes narrowed a bit at the students. "I quite agree, Professor. Especially at the start of each year tey can barely keep their mouths shut. I shudder to think of tomorrow's lessons. After three months of mindlessly lazing around it will be hard to keep them to pay attention." he said, his face showing his annoyence.

She smirked, "I highly doubt they will be able to comprehend lessons tomorrow let alone pay attention to them. I have the suspicion that none of them so much as opened a book over the summer.” She closed her book and spooned some food onto a plate.

“I must have been irrational at the time when I thought it wise to teach two classes. At least with the first years they are young enough they still are scared of their professors… for a while at least.”

A smirk slipped on Elija's normally blank face and he inclinded his head in agreement. "I guess we just have to impress on them the importance of paying attention. They do want to win the house cup after all and I don't think they would enjoy spending every evening in detention." he chuckled darkly. "I will make sure they know my rules right from the start."
Following her example, he started on his dinner as well, his eyes observing the students in front of him. "Teaching two classes will be quite taxing. I wish you all the strenght you can get." Elija told her, smiling slightly.

Zoya paused in her rather absorbing activity of stuffing her face, only to look at Eric in shock. "Her?! Oh we are doomed. We are sooooooooooooooo doomed!" She announced, going into her typical drama queen mode. "On the bright side though, the Slytherins are bound to not take her seriously and she could just take away a lot of their points." She added thoughtfully, studying their new teacher. She was young, by any standards and looked nervous but then, she was talking to Professor Lestrange so that was understandable.