Hootenanny
Armadale Castle was not, strictly speaking, an actual castle, lacking as it did real fortifications. It did however have numerous rooms arranged in no particular order, a consequence of centuries of Macdonalds adding to the house in accordance with their needs at the time and rarely ever removing anything. Rapidly coming to the conclusion that restricting people to the small ballroom, music room and billiards/pool/snooker room was never going to work, Aubrey instead locked away those rooms that were definitely off limit -- his father's study, his mother's studio, the master and lady bedrooms, his own room, the picture gallery to avoid gossiping portraits, and the cellars where the most expensive booze was hidden -- and resigned himself to people wandering everywhere else they could. The Macdonalds were fortunately not in the habit of keeping cursed items in a house they lived in.
Aubrey had invited every seventh year he was sure wouldn't immediately give the party away to his parents. They would inevitably find out, especially since the seventh years came with partners and often with inescapable siblings, but hopefully by that point he would be back at Hogwarts, and that would put off the problem until the Summer holidays. There were even some of the locals here, because he'd wanted live music and that gossip always got around, but Aubrey had let on that none of his guests spoke Gaelic which immediately discouraged nine-tenths of the usual crowd. There were also record players and speakers set up to give the band breaks, and anyone musically inclined was encouraged to pitch in if they liked. Festive lights glowed everywhere for atmosphere; drinks were also everywhere and plentiful, as were snacks, and the elves were instructed to accept reasonable commands for other food and to refer unreasonable ones to Aubrey.
Guest bedrooms were available to all, the vast majority of which came with bathrooms and washrooms and often dressing rooms. Breakfast would be served in the Morning Room on the condition that if you ate, you helped clean, because fobbing everything off on the elves was a definite road to early parental problems. Aubrey had also taken the precaution of having the rooms stocked with lube, condoms and contraceptive potions, because even if he somehow got away with the revelry itself, he would never live down his hootenanny causing an unwanted conception.
The floo was open, and helpful signs pointed the way to the main party.
Aubrey had invited every seventh year he was sure wouldn't immediately give the party away to his parents. They would inevitably find out, especially since the seventh years came with partners and often with inescapable siblings, but hopefully by that point he would be back at Hogwarts, and that would put off the problem until the Summer holidays. There were even some of the locals here, because he'd wanted live music and that gossip always got around, but Aubrey had let on that none of his guests spoke Gaelic which immediately discouraged nine-tenths of the usual crowd. There were also record players and speakers set up to give the band breaks, and anyone musically inclined was encouraged to pitch in if they liked. Festive lights glowed everywhere for atmosphere; drinks were also everywhere and plentiful, as were snacks, and the elves were instructed to accept reasonable commands for other food and to refer unreasonable ones to Aubrey.
Guest bedrooms were available to all, the vast majority of which came with bathrooms and washrooms and often dressing rooms. Breakfast would be served in the Morning Room on the condition that if you ate, you helped clean, because fobbing everything off on the elves was a definite road to early parental problems. Aubrey had also taken the precaution of having the rooms stocked with lube, condoms and contraceptive potions, because even if he somehow got away with the revelry itself, he would never live down his hootenanny causing an unwanted conception.
The floo was open, and helpful signs pointed the way to the main party.