Hermione Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ 03
Who: Cottage 20 residents, Weasley twins and anyone the group wants to invite
When: Saturday , December 25th
Where: Outside Espoir, cottage 20
Style: Whichever
Status: Open-ish?
[A large white tent sat out back of cottage twenty where the snow had been cleared away to include a large table and chairs. There was a single walkway that led out the backdoor to the tent that had been decorated for Christmas. A mix of food scents the air from the cottage's kitchen and has been all day long as the residents spent all day cooking for tonight's big holiday dinner.
Inside the tent the guests will find the temperature nice and warm despite the winter chill and a coat rack to hang their winter apparel on should they choose to discard it. Spread across the table is a feast made to rival the ones at Hogwarts with roast turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce, mashed potatoes, gravy, corn on the cob, minced pies, three different kinds of fruit pies, pudding and pumpkin juice.
Hermione herself was bringing in the last of the food which just happened to be the tray of pies which were balanced in her hands perfectly.]
When: Saturday , December 25th
Where: Outside Espoir, cottage 20
Style: Whichever
Status: Open-ish?
[A large white tent sat out back of cottage twenty where the snow had been cleared away to include a large table and chairs. There was a single walkway that led out the backdoor to the tent that had been decorated for Christmas. A mix of food scents the air from the cottage's kitchen and has been all day long as the residents spent all day cooking for tonight's big holiday dinner.
Inside the tent the guests will find the temperature nice and warm despite the winter chill and a coat rack to hang their winter apparel on should they choose to discard it. Spread across the table is a feast made to rival the ones at Hogwarts with roast turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce, mashed potatoes, gravy, corn on the cob, minced pies, three different kinds of fruit pies, pudding and pumpkin juice.
Hermione herself was bringing in the last of the food which just happened to be the tray of pies which were balanced in her hands perfectly.]