Magic made it considerably easier to shift the wooden sculpture he'd carved down to the Great Hall. He placed it just beside the door. There was a lot of traffic there, he'd noticed, student had to eat, after all, though some took their food elsewhere. It was a large statue, about the same size as Apos, which seemed short to everyone else here.

He ( Read more... )

( Ever since being fired, Tony had been unsure of what to do with his life. )

*tapping mic*

Hej? This on?

So, okay, seems half the school has been in an altered mental state, or an altered physical state in some cases. You people really are masochists. If anyone's having, hmm, psychiatric side effects due to recent adventures in hexed food, stop by the Hospital Wing and we'll give you a nice sedative ( Read more... )

Zex posted a list on the board, and just in case anyone missed it sent out owls.
Some of the elves took it upon themselves to charge up the cattle-prods in case they were needed as chaperons. And they provide an excuse if the muns want to enforce an impossible date.EDIT: I had to switch a few around. Hopefully this won't inconvenience anybody ( Read more... )

The house elves were arranging presents under the tree, well, what can fit anyway. Some of the bigger and more mobile things were placed nearby. Each gift has a pretty tag saying who it's for.

And where was the dog that arranged all this?

Er...he's sleeping on the table. Lots of yummy treats will do that to you.

[[OOC: Secret Santa gifts are ( Read more... )

Well, after that mess with kid-Kusu and the yucky pink goo, Wishbone opted to stay inside while the weather was weird ( Read more... )

"Yo, what's up with this ( Read more... )

Andy Bernard had come to Hogwarts with baggage. To house-elves he had entrusted his suitcase and even his messenger bag, but the banjo case he insisted on carrying himself. Its strap rumpled his suit jacket and diagonally bisected the neat front of his shirt (point-collar classic-fit dress shirt in glacier stripe, clashing with his Northwest- ( Read more... )

I wish there was a long, flowery description of why this was happening, but what it boils down to is this ( Read more... )

Feciano Vargas, or Italy as he usually went by walked into the Sorting Room with confusion. One minute he was at Germany's house, the next he was...here. Well, whatever 'here' was.

"Germany? Japan?" he called out, scared. This place was strange to him, his friends weren't here and he wanted some pasta.

The newcomer wore a blue military uniform with a ( Read more... )