Hallowe'en 1976

[lilium_evansiae]

It has been what must be considered a perfectly lovely weekend. And even the prospect of having to return to classes in the morning can't dim anyone's good mood this evening

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[undeniablestyle]

It's a singular experience, seeing your face immortalized (at least for a brief season) on a Halloween pumpkin.

Not quite on par with having your own chocolate frog card, but gratifying all the same.

(Gratifying also, due to the fact that the Marauders' seasonal prank has taken an amusing and benign bent this year. Because this could be the handiwork of none other but the Marauders.)

Students and teachers are still filing into the Great Hall, so Dumbledore has time to admire the handiwork.

"Delightful," he pronounces it, tapping his orange likeness on the nose. "Quite well done. I do believe those boys have some untapped artistic depth."

[lionsandwitches]

"They're just enchanting," Cecilia says, nodding. "And so festive."

She's studying a pumpkin version of herself, which was waiting at her usual place at the teachers' table.

(And she has to say that she thinks it's gleaming just a teeny bit more than some of the other professors' pumpkins.)

"Aren't they wonderful, Lerwick?"

[lionsandwitches]

Lerwick is eying his with a certain amount of blank regard. His expression is as un-forthcoming as some of the curses he spent his career breaking.

He has his hands folded behind his back.

"Well, they are something," he allows.

[undeniablestyle]

"I shall have to make sure that Professor Flitwick takes note of them. I'm sure he'd be gratified to know how well Mr. Potter, Mr. Black, Mr. Lupin, and Mr. Pettigrew are advancing in the study of charms."

For prank they may be, but the work put in would not have been easy.

Dumbledore looks out over the assembling student body.

"Anything that adds to the general air of festivity."