Second time around

[subtle_simmer]

After giving Draco his final admonishment to behave himself, Severus headed off toward a shadowy patch of wall nearest the bar. It seemed that was the focal point of most of the trouble yesterday, so he might as well start his vulture-like lurking there now. He folded his arms across his chest, in part because unconsciously he felt nearly

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[__hermione_____]

Hermione entered the reunion with her chin up, determined not to be intimidated by her own feelings of foolishness about the previous evening's debacle. She had dressed in darker sapphire robes for the evening, her hair pulled back into a sleek bun rather than an updo, and she'd once again kept her make up to a minimum. She wanted to project an air of dignity tonight

[subtle_simmer]

He should have known that it would be the Gryffindor Head of House who would be the first to brave his impenetrable silence. He watched her approach him with amusement, her demeanor and determined stride seeming to convey a warrior preparing to face a dragon

[__hermione_____]

Despite his excessive politeness and use of her professional title, the Professor's words and demeanor somehow thrust Hermione back to her school years, and it was though she'd been reduced to nothing more than the indolent know-it-all full of futile protest that he'd always managed to make her feel like as a student. She wished he'd once more take up his casual position against the wall so he wasn't towering over her, forcing her to crane her neck to see him, which only enhanced the sense that she had taken a time-trip back to when he'd been her teacher. Of course, that was probably what he was going for. Severus Snape was nothing if not an expert manipulator

[subtle_simmer]

This, too, was not unexpected. If the Weasley twins could be forced into an apology by a solicitor, it was a given that Ms Granger's conscience would force one from her as well

[fredthegred]

Fred stood close to Theo, as he surveyed the room, feeling his palms get sweaty, but not wanting to let go of his lifeline.

[redheadedjokers]

George followed the "nervous couple" into the reception hall and looked around. He spotted Alicia over a the bar, talking to Luna and almost started in that direction, but then remembered that they were supposed to be "fighting", at the moment. So, instead, he scowled in her direction and turned his attention back to Fred and Theo.

"Let's go find a table," he said stiffly, "or something."

[fredthegred]

Fred raised an eyebrow in his brother's direction and then looked to Theo, "Where shall we sit?"

[redheadedjokers]

George leaned in closer to his brother for a moment. "I'm not supposed to be talking to them, right now, remember?" he reminded Fred in a quiet voice. "The next four hours are going to be murder..."