Welcoming Feast *Open to All*

[Headmistress Maureen Glennova]

"I welcome you all back,"

' W E L C O M E
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Months had already proceeded since the previous school year? Headmistress Maureen Glennova had a hard time believing it was time for another school year, the last one felt as though it had just ended! Her twenty - third year as headmistress will soon begin in a few seconds. A fellow professor was about to end the sorting ceremony of the first year students. The children looked pleased to be back to the school, or so Glennova thought as she smiled to herself, gazing at the many faces. Maureen had her hands clasped, relaxed in front of her dark blue event dress, her hat tilted close to her left eye. She sort of looked Victorian.

Above her, the Great Hall had the regular lit candlesticks in the anchanted starry night sky. She saw many of the first years, seated at their correct house tables, in awe at the sight floating above their heads. And as a student pointed upward to show another student, movement caught Glennova in the corner of her eye. She jerked her vision to the podium at the front of the platform where the school professors were seated to see that the sorting ceremony was over. It was time, the annual welcoming speech.

"Old and new students alike; I, the professors," She addressed behind her, " and Hogwarts welcomes you to a new year about to begin. Ill try to keep it brief, knowing you all journeyed far and would like food and socializing ..."

Headmistress Glennova adressed key rules of the year, including curfew being at nine o' clock in the castle and ten o' clock in the common rooms, to check the house bulletin boards in the common rooms for new information, and much more. She then added at the end about school maps located around the school and on paper in the nurses office, and that schedules and classes will begin the next morning.

"I find myself babble on, so on the last note, i you think things can't get worse it's probably only because you lack sufficient imagination."

Glennova smiled to all as she waved her arms, producing the color gold to lighten up the tables with the bowls and goblets, including the food and drinks. She heard even more ooh's and woah's as she saw he children consume the edible products in front of them.

She gracefully went to sit in her place of the staff table in the middle

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"I find myself babble on, so on the last note, i you think things can't get worse it's probably only because you lack sufficient imagination."

As food appeared upon the plates, and drink on the cups, Lily Potter awoke immediately to the sound of "Ooohs," and "Aaaahs." It was the same routine every year. ... for three years running. The fourteen year old never broke her "Welcoming-Feast-attitude." Snooze for a while, then wake up to eat. And with some eleven year olds who've been hearing a lot of certain things from their parents, she'd might catch some kids staring at her. You know. For being Lily Potter.

Lily looked up to see something that looked like fried chicken, with some 'green things that taste weird.' At least, that's what she would say. Pumpkin juice sparkled as the bewitched ceiling shone down on them. The usual lively humming noise filled the hall, from the wizards and witches sitting in an 'organized' fashion. Rather, organized by houses. From all the tables, some prefects were explaining to some muggle-borns about what they were to do. The usual drill.

She looked up from the Gryffindor table, letting her eyes latch on her school's headmistress, Professor Glennova. Through Lily's eyes, she seemed like a nice, decent person. Someone you could talk to. And if Lily could talk to someone, chances are that she'd leap at the opportunity to make a new friend. But it wasn't that she hated her, if she had slept at every feast like this. It was just.... if there was a new year, there would be more time to spend with her.

Not Headmistress--no! Lily's eyes darted over to a different female professor. It was her, the vile Astronomy professor. Her name's Jennifer White. But Lily calls her "Phlegm." It seemed like she was after her and her siblings for the years she had stayed here at school. It was like torture that you can never escape. Wherever she went, if the professors were in charge, you can always expect something bad, putting yourself in her shoes. They had despised each other, and everyone could see the lightning sparks just shooting out of their eyes.

Lily's eyes darted once more, back to Professor Glennova. Perhaps if she told her....

Maybe. Later. Maybe.

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