End of Year Feast 2026

[Cecily Rambolt]

Cecily's sneeze reverberated off the stone walls of the Great Hall. With a pouting glare toward her husband, she blew her nose. Loudly. At the grossed out looks thrown her way from a few professors and students, her green eyes narrowed with a devilish light. Handkerchief in hand, the Headmistress gave her pert and red tipped nose a good, long, solid honk. Smirking in satisfaction as a few faces turned green, she scourgified the red flannel and tucked it away. Teach these kids to get her sick, completely ignoring the fact it'd been Prodan to give her his cold.

Her speech wasn't nearly as long as the gross display. She thanked the professors and staff and said a few final words to graduates and students alike. As she gave her speech, her attention kept wandering to the side. More than once she would pause and slip while speaking until a few titters would yank her back to the front. Finally toward the end, her pale cheeks were tinted a rosy pink. Cecily cleared her throat, thanked everyone, then turned to sit back down before she remembered she'd completely forgotten to mention...

"Oh Dobby's sock!" Turning back, she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and delivered the news that Slytherin had won the House Cup that year, for their stunning earnings of three thousand, nine hundred and twenty five house points. Followed by Hufflepuff with 2,251, third place was held by Ravenclaw with 2,033 and in last place was Gryffindor with 1,630 points. She clapped loudly along with everyone and then once more left the podium.

Sitting down at the Head table beside the Muggles Studies professor, Cecily patted his muscular knee and whispered for his ears only how he so was going to pay for distracting her. His answering smirk made her roll her eyes and then a soft smile graced her face.

 

[Alyssa Chevalier]

Alyssa sat properly in her Slytherin Robes next to her best Friend Hadan and listened to the Headmistress give one last final speech to all of the students and Professors. It was so hard to believe that Alyssa's Sixth Year at Hogwarts was officially at an end and that her Seventh and Final year would soon be right around the Corner. When Slytherin was announced to be the winner of the House Cup the blonde couldn't resist to cheer along with her housemates over the fact that they had once again won the honor for their House. When the Cheering was done and over with Alyssa turned back to the table and smiled at her friends that were around her. The year had started off a little boring and plain but with less than a month ago things started to pick up and it made Alyssa to see what kind of new adventures and drama next year would bring for her. Of course she could only hope that some things remained the same like her friend and her beloved boyfriend, but hopefully it was the year when everything would turn around for her. There would be the most difficult set of spells taught next year, there would be the infamous NEWT's that would decide if she could get her dream job. Her last Yule Ball, the last Halloween Feast, and even the Graduation that she had been dreaming of since her First Year. It was all so overwhelming and almost made Alyssa shudder. She was an adult now and her time to be a kid and not have to worry about the world around her was coming to an end.

"Can you guys believe that next year is our last year." Alyssa spoke softly with her French accent coating her words perfectly. She knew the moment that she boarded the Hogwarts Express when the next school year arrived she was going to be in a flurry of tears. As difficult as Hogwarts was sometimes, the best seven years of her life had happened there. Alyssa was going to miss walking through the halls, eating in the Great Hall, the trips to Brightstone. It was just all so nostalgic. Trying to quell herself from getting upset when the final year wasn't even here she poked a small spoonful of Vanilla pudding into her mouth. Hopefully this summer was going to be easy for her as well. She planned to spend all of it with Vincent and her roommates. Letting her crystal blue eyes scan the Great Hall she wondered how many others were exciting about the year ending, she wanted to get a glance of her brother's face but he seemed to be too interested in Aleyha. Oh well...

 

[Theodore Snow]

Theodore twirled his fork around in his hands bored as he waited for the Feast to get underway. He was a little hungry and really wanted to hear who had Won the House Cup. When he heard the Headmistress starting to speak he set his fork down and politely turned his emerald Green eyes over to look at her while she spoke. She started off by talking about other things and other people that needed recognition and such, the Professors probably deserved a word of kindness or two for putting up with them all year. Finally she announced who had won the House Cup and a smirk rose to Theodore's lips when he heard that Slytherin once again had taken the Title. He loved winning and he was actually quite proud of his house for once again Earning the Cup. Maybe they would have another shot at it next year too. Theodore thought it would be a nice Graduation Treat if Slytherin could score both the House Cup and the Quidditch Cup. With him being a Prefect and a Captain of the Quidditch Team he wasn't afraid to admit that he had a strong sense of pride in his House. When the cheering ended and the Headmistresses Speech was over Theodore turned to Aleyha and grinned softly. "You glad that the year is over finally?" He asked her softly. He wasn't exactly sure why but for some reason he knew next year was probably going to go by fast for him. He didn't even like to talk about it Much. It was sort of a touchy subject for him. He was almost afraid to Graduate and finally be considered all grown up and ready to go out into the World. But there was still a whole year to go so he wasn't going to worry about it much.

Theodore leaned over and gave his love and his girlfriend a light kiss on the cheek before he turned and started to lazily pick at his food. 'In the future..whats going to happen to all of us? To all of this? I really need to stop thinking like this, it's giving me a headache.' Theodore thought to himself as his eyes drifted over to Kaleb, Leviathan, and a few others at his table that he saw often or seemed to talk to a little more than he did to most. He was curious about how it would be like to be older. What was going to happen to his life? With a small shake of his head he stated to dig into his food as he conversed lightly with his friends about their plans for the summer.

 

[Miriah Vlahovic]

Another year came and went before Miriah's eyes. To her it seemed like the days at Hogwarts went by a lot faster than the days at Durmstrang did. Maybe that was because she had no friends and no family there to keep her sane during the long school year. All her Exams and Classes had gone really well so she was pleased how this year had gone for her despite the few bumps that she had experienced along the way. Like Aiden's return to the school. That was a gift and a blessing all in it's own and she couldn't help but wonder how long he was going to last if he kept slacking off like he often did. With a small smirk Miriah turned her ruby eyes onto the Headmistress as she took in the last words that the woman had to say to them before she let them feast and they went off for the Summer. When it was announced that Slytherin had won the house cup, the Brunette couldn't help but roll her eyes softly. The only reason she was happy for them at all was because Theodore and Hadan were in that house. Other than that she wondered how that pack of troublemakers managed to earn anything. 'Maybe if their Head of House was less scary they'd stop trying to earn so many points.' Miriah snorted at her own thoughts before she brushed some of her hair out of her face and glanced around her table. She liked her Head of House. He was pretty nice and not to mention a little cute. When the Headmistress left he Podium and the feast was started, Miriah immediately let her hands head over to the junk food to grab some before the younger years managed to eat it all. when her plate was finally filled she let her eyes catch site of Aiden, whom apparently she was on better terms with now.

She gave a curt wave to him before she started off on cleaning her plate. Sure next year was her final year but she didn't seem to really be that bothered by it. She was ready to Graduate and get out into the world with a successful job and a career. The only thing she had to really about was the NEWT's, or so she hoped. Maybe she would even try out for Quidditch or something.

 

[Ariah Zhefarovich]

Ariah sat happily next to Leviathan and close to Aleyha. She was sort of glad the year was wad finally coming to an end so she could finally relax a little and actually get to know her big brother. It's been a little hard dealing with school thanks to the death of her father but Leviathan had been helping out a lot. She really couldn't thank him enough for this. Ariah figured she would get his something later for being such a sweetie to her while she was grieving. "Yay!" Ariah cheered happily with the others when it turned out that Slytherin had one the House Cup again. She liked it when her House won because it meant that they were actually doing something worth while. Ariah liked attending classes and she was a little excited for her Fifth Year to come around. It meant that she was going to get to learn more Magic and finally see what those OWL's that everyone whined about were like. Hopefully Slytherin would win the House cup then too! And maybe if she got the Chance Ariah would even try out for the Quidditch team. Most likely as an Alternate or something but she didn't know if she would have the time. With a small smile she dug into some food. This summer break was going to be really exciting as long as things went smoothly between her and her brother.

 

[Ostensia Metzger]

Ostensia was excited for her first end of the Year Feast to begin. She was always really pumped for events like this because it marked another step further she had gone in her life and she knew her family would be proud. Ostensia's eyes shifted over to her sisters table for a moment before she smiled and turned to whisper to her friends about what she planned to over the Break. Actually Ossie did have much planned other than maybe going swimming, shopping, and spending some much needed quality time with Isabella. They always had a good time together even if they had their differences ideas and such. The Headmistress lady started to speak and the blonde turned her dark blue eyes onto her as she listened to her speak kind words about all of the people who happened to make this year awesome. The Professors, Head Boy/Girl, and the Prefects had all done excellent this year. 'I think maybe one day I'd like to earn myself up to be a Prefect... just maybe.' Ostensia liked helping out and earning big things because it made her feel more proud and excited about the things she had done. But the Hufflepuff had another four Years before the time came to see if she had done well or not. Good thing she was very far from being a troublemaker. Slytherin had won the house Cup and that made Ostensia frown a little even though she clapped for them. She wanted Hufflepuff to win but at least they had come in second place. Professor Snow would probably be proud of them anyways. When the lady was finished speaking Ostensia giggled to her friends again before she dug into some food.

She was excited to be a second year soon. More magic for her to learn and more fun to be had throughout the halls of Hogwarts. The blonde took a sip of her pumpkin juice before she started a lively conversation with some older Hufflepuffs about what she might learn in her second year of Hogwarts.

 

[Carmen Peregrin]

Carmen sat at the table with the rest of her house patiently waiting the headmistresses speech so that the year could finally end with its usual official seal and she could get on with her packing to leave. A loud honking noise caused her to glance up with a look of disgust on her face as she regarded the headmistress. Was the woman drunk? She certainly didn't look right! Carmen sighed wishing the woman would just get on with it already. Finally the winning house was announced and the table cheered for how brilliant they had all done. She clapped of course allowing her eyes to stray to Kaleb, a smile broke out across her features and a thousand indecent images of the two of them together flitted across her mind. He was nothing short of a god to her and she worshiped every inch of him. She hated the idea of having to spend the winter vacation apart again and wondered about having him come to visit her at Peregrine Estate. She determined to bring it up after the feast was done so no one else could over hear and try to swing an invitation. She wanted only Kaleb this vacation and as she felt her blood boiling inside for him, knew exactly how they should spend their vacation as well.

 

[Aroha Jennings]

Her third year was over. Aroha sat patiently at her house table, making a mental note to stay away from the sneezing, honking headmistress. She didn't want to come down with anything, not now that she was near to healthy again. But Aroha didn't appear pleased, relieved at the news. Her face was tired, bags under her eyes from sleepness nights. All the girl wanted was a sleep, a crushing homesickness that she'd never felt before. It was almost as if Tess had become a replacement mother.

Replacement mother, the words distracted the Gryffindor. She could never have a new mum, being orphaned was a touchy subject. But rather than sit and brood, Aroha gave little smiles to the other people at the table. Professor Z -- after three years, Aroha still couldn't pronounce the name -- had finished talking to the school and with that, the hall erupted in conversation. All but Aroha, whose friends, and boyfriend, sat at the Hufflepuff table. Shaking her head at the drama that was still her life, the girl gave little grins to Mikkie and Sephora, and heaped some food onto her plate.

For some reason, the girl still could not summon up thoughts of her fourth year.

 

[Kyle Sparrow]

Kyle sat amongst his mates at his house table, he grinned at a few of the Brothers seated else where. This had definitely been their year, it had been fun and they had an absolute ball at the halloween feast and again at the yule ball. Well most of them had. He had still to find the girl who had bid on him and apologise, word had it she had to leave for reasons that no one wanted to share with him. He had been one of the several who had contracted the dragon pox epidemic that had spread through the school and as a result he had missed out on so much. Not just classes but the ball, this had really bugged him because he had been actually looking forward to it. He knew that when they returned next year they 'd have to do something just as important and maybe even hold another auction. They'd just have to wait and see. Until then he clapped for the headmistress who seemed more in need of spending time in the infirmary than here on the podium. He barely clapped to congratulate Slytherin, sure that they had cheated again somehow. Turning then he sank back into conversation with his mates, all discussing what they'd be up to for the vacation. Another year over and his OWLs approaching in the new year.

 

[Shalamar Ovanisse]

Shalamar felt awful, everyone she felt was looking at her and whispering about her as she had been the one to spread the dragon pox to begin with. It wasn't her fault. Her body had been carrying the virus ever since the previous winter break when she had been in Mongolia training her dragon Kino. When she got sick, she had owled the other trainers there only to discover that a bad strain of the illness had hit many of them as well and all because one dragon had caught a cold and sneezed on one of the trainers. The dragons were fine however and when she had recovered, discovered that the health of those other trainers had greatly improved as well. They were more equipped for dealing with those situations of course. Shalamar however had felt it necessary to apologise to those she had 'sent' to the hospital wing, some having to stay for months on end.

She clapped as the headmistress smothered with a ferocious cold said her speech, walked from the dais only to return and mention almost half heartedly that Slytherin had won. Shalamar thought that had been a brilliant touch and clapped instantly but for the headmistress and not Slytherin. Though her housemates might have thought otherwise judging by the looks they gave her. She turned her head to look over at the winning house and knew there was only one person she had wanted to see there, Henric. He either had his back turned to her or she simply could no longer pick him out of a crowd. This thought should have cheered her for it meant she was moving on finally from him, but it didn't and Shalamar knew that even though other boys would come and go in her life, Henric Lee would always remain her first true love.

 

[Trinity Cornwell]

Trinity Cornwell was beaming from ear to ear, she was going to be spending time with Justin this vacation and another year of school drudgery was over. Her parents had sent her an owl to say that they had a weeks holiday planned and wanted to take her somewhere nice. She had thought it was someone's idea of a joke at first but after rereading it knew it was her mothers elegant writing. Her parents genuinely were trying to make an effort, though they had about 13 years to make up for Trinity was not going to let that ruin anything. She had craved her parents affection and attention for so long that now she was getting it, she was near dizzy from the happiness it afforded. When it was announced that Slytherin had won and Gryffindor had lost she kept smiling. Nothing was going to ruin her mood, most especially as she would be co.captain of the quidditch team the following year and was totally excited about that. Glancing to Justin's table she gave him a wave and a wink before turning back again to face her friends. Even with the illness she could safely say, this was most definitely the best year of her life ... ever!

 

[Merlina Caliburn]

Merlina had received an owl that morning demanding her speedy return home to Pitigliano. Her family lived just on the outskirts of the muggle village in a vast estate overrun by the most beautiful flowers and vines that trailed wildly up the high walls and gates. She knew instantly that this meant only one thing, her grandmother was finally moving on. She had been ill quite some time now and that with old age had taken their toll. Looking about her to the Gryffindor table she realised with a sinking heart that Romy her cousin was still missing and no news of her whereabouts had emerged. The ministry of course were doing all they could but now it seemed that the werewolf attack on the same evening as her dissappearance could well have been her. Merlina hoped not and as her eyes moved along the table, they came to rest on the only person at the school who had been able to keep her at peace since the news had broken of Andy's disappearance. Ryuu pale and beautiful looked like a statue of a god as he sat there. She smiled before turning around in her seat but the smile did not last long knowing that he would be returning again to his training and would soon be finding out who he was to be guardian of. Her heart deflated with a speed that shocked her, he was never going to be hers and the sooner she realised that the better and yet she had felt she had made some progress this year with him. Just having him instigate a touch had been a big step and for him to recognise that he loved and could love was an even bigger one. With a soft sigh she clapped along with every one else but her heart was no longer in the speech or the celebrations, if it ever had been.

 

[Sureya Eidos]

Sureya Eidos sat demurely at the Hufflepuff table watching in wonder as the headmistress made strange sounds atop the podium until finally blowing her nose so loud that even Sureya glanced up at the hovering candles overhead, wondering had some of them gone out with the force of the blow. With the winning house announced she smiled and looked across to where Jai was sitting. His house had won, she hoped he was happy about this so few things seemed to make him happy and she personally seemed to bring all sorts of mood swings out in him. So much so that she was now left to debate with her common sense if her presence around him might be detrimental to his own well being. Glancing away again as one of her house mates spoke to her she laughed with them. Her dorm mates were wonderful and she knew she was so lucky to have found the lot of them. Her first year had finally come to an end and in another few months another year would begin. She would be a little older and a little wiser but would her veela-ness be stronger too? Her glance down the table came to rest on Hamza, another good friend that she had made this year. Smiling at him before turning again to the girls close to her she wondered just what the next year would bring with it, more chaos or a calm that she so badly felt she needed.

 

[Stephen Duquette]

Stephen couldn’t believe that it had finally come, the end of his school career. He was now a Graduate of Hogwarts New Zealand, Hufflepuff Class of 2026, it was scary but it felt good. Sitting next to his girlfriend he listened to the speech from the Headmistress not really caring that Slytherin won the House Cup. Now that he had reached the end of the school life he could finally get the rest of his life into gear. Of course he had his Becky, his girlfriend. He loved her so much and this year that they spent together being boyfriend and girlfriend had been perfect, he had spent so long admiring her as just her friend but once their feelings had become clear it was obvious that they would have to take the next step in their relationship and never had he been so right in any of the decisions he had made in his life. With his love life sorted he had to get his work life sorted and unlike himself he was ahead of himself. In a matter of months he would be starting his career as a Chaser for the Thunderella Thunderers. He still had to pinch himself sometimes to actually make him realise that this wasn’t just a dream and that it was true, he was really going to become a Professional Quidditch Player – it was a dream come true.

Eating his meal he kept close to Becky, the time they were able to spend together was soon going to be at an all time low and he wanted to make the most of every second with her. “I’m going to miss you so much.” he said softly to Becky. The thought of having to spend a year away from her made him almost want to repeat his last year – just to be with her. When he heard Patricia mention that they had one more year he spoke up, “Good luck! And make sure you two keep a close eye on my Becky and don’t let anymore near her.” he said with a small smirk and a chuckle, wrapping his arms around Becky lightly, he was joking of course but he would beat up any boy that tried to touch his girlfriend.

 

[Patricia Styx]

As Patricia sat at the Hufflepuff table of the Great Hall she looked around at all of the faces, happy faces, chatting away to their friends and all the people around them. It was the end of year feast which meant that Patricia was one step closer to finishing her time at Hogwarts New Zealand. Her sixth year was now coming to an end and if her seventh year went in as quickly as every other did she would be out of the school in no time at all. This was a prospect that both scared and excited Patricia. For now though she wasn’t going to dwell on her leaving the school as she did still have a full year to worry over that. After listening to Professor Zhefarovich’s speech the Hufflepuff Prefect, a little down hearted about her house not winning the House Cup, clapped along for Slytherin’s victory – yet again; she wondered what her dad was doing to get the Slytherin’s so far ahead. When the speech was over Patricia turned back around to the table and began to eat. “One more year, girls.” she said with a sigh to two of her best friends, Becky and Natasha – although she wondered if Becky even heard her with Stephen sitting beside her. The older Hufflepuff was of course leaving this year so it was going to be hard for the two love-birds but she was sure that they would manage for she was sure they would spend enough time together during the holidays before Stephen went off to start his life as a Quidditch Star.

Speaking off the holidays Patricia had a jam packed one herself and she was so excited to get it started. Moving out of her parent’s house to live with Luna; helping Luna get over Angus, something which still surprised her, and of course the usual things such as working, buying school supplies – the things that were not as exciting but needed to be done. Continuing to eat her meal she let her mind wonder about what next year would be like, of course there were the NEWTs, new Prefects and the ever anticipated new HeadBoy and HeadGirl choices, as she scanned the Great Hall she looked around at her classmates wondering who it would be.

 

[Aiden Mauven]

This time last year while sitting in the Great Hall in Durmstrang Aiden never expected to be back at this school again anytime soon; yet here he was. His cold expression was looking up towards the front of the Hall where the Headmistress was giving her speech. He really wasn’t paying much attention to it as he didn’t really care much about it. This year had been an interesting one for him and being back at Hogwarts didn’t make it any better really. Sure he had fun being back and having some new blood to terrorise and of course being back and close to his personal favourite target; Miriah Johnson. She was his only ray of sunshine in his otherwise gloomy day that was each and everyday in this place called school. It may have only been recently that the two had decided to try a hand at being friends and not drive themselves insane with their constant bickering everyday and he had to admit that he quite liked it as had found out more about her than he had in the past three years that they had known each other and liked the fact that he had someone to talk too about things that he normally just kept pent up inside of him.

Although soon he would have to return home which meant having to be back with Gaspard, his father, oh how he hated that man but he had no choice but to go back just for the sake of Giselle. She would be starting Hogwarts in the new school year – his last year – so he knew that he had to return and not just drop out now that he was an adult. If he was lucky he could coax Giselle out enough days, shopping for school supplies and such that would mean he would see as little of Gaspard and Joceline as possible. With the speech over he turned in his seat, lifting his head for a moment he saw Miriah sitting over at the Ravenclaw table, with a smile on his face he tucked into his meal.

 

[Thomas Smith]

Relieved that his OWLs were now over and that he could relax for a few months Thomas relished the fact that this was now the end of year feast. He would soon be going into his sixth year of Hogwarts and while it would mean harder work for him he didn’t actually mind because he would have a year before his NEWTs and knowing that they were far worse that the OWLs he was going to take his sixth year for all it was worth. Listening to Professor Zhefarovich give her speech Thomas, begrudgingly, clapped along with Slytherin winning once again, he would like to think that Ravenclaw being the ‘smartest’ house would have done better but unfortunately not. Shrugging the thought away he turned in his seat after the speech was over and began to eat his meal. He didn’t know what his next year had in store for him but he knew that it was going to be somewhat better than the previous years. After much confusion and a lot of taking he and Autumn had made up and were taking another stab at being friends. Out of everyone that he had lost over the past few years, especially during the time he had and Isabella had dated he had missed Autumn most of all. She had been his first best friend and girlfriend and the fact that they hadn’t talked for so long hurt him and he would be forever grateful to Autumn for forgiving him for his stupidity. Digging into his meal he chatted away with a few around him he cleared his mind of anything that involved his past and looked forward to the future.

 

[Joceline Richarde]

Joceline sat at the Slytherin table her deep blue doe-eyes were looking straight ahead at the Headmistress. When the older woman announced that Slytherin had won the House Cup for a second year in a row Joceline clapped along with her House. She had always thought that she didn’t belong in the House of Slytherin but she had slowly began to come to terms with it and was beginning to embrace it and felt a lot of pride that Slytherin had won for the second year in a row. Although Joceline was less than happy that the school year had come to an end for it meant that she would soon have to go home and she wasn’t looking forward to that one bit. The thought of having to share a house with Gaspard and Aiden for any amount of time made her stomach churn. Of course she would try stay away from them for as long as possible, she had already arranged to stay with Ivan and Thomas for some of the holidays, Wendy for another bit and Azkadellia had received her permission slip to stay in the Half Way house for a while as well, with much luck Joceline wouldn’t have to see much of her ‘family’ at all these holidays. Not feeling in the mood to talk to anyone, not that she would due to her shyness she took out her book that she had brought along with her and began to read it as she ate her meal.

 

[Efeyenia Samartzi]

A pang of sadness came of Efeyenia as she sat amongst her friends at the Slytherin table. Slytherin had just won the House Cup for the second year in a row so she knew that she couldn’t act sad on the outside as it would surely throw off some alarms among her friends, so instead she clapped and cheered along with them as the Hall glowed in Green and Silver, such a pretty sight to see. As she ate her meal and talked away to her friends she couldn’t help but think that this was her last time at the Slytherin table surrounded by her friends for come next year she would begin her home schooling. Having impressed Elizabeth Wang with her designs for her latest fashion show she had been given the opportunity to work for her full time. Knowing that she still had two years of schooling left and wasn’t yet an adult she had a lot of convincing to do to her parents to let her be home schooled. Being a professional designer was her passion and it didn’t take too long for her parents to realise this and allow her to leave Hogwarts New Zealand on the understanding that she kept up her grades while she worked and if she couldn’t she would be back to school before you could say sewing needle. Nia had yet to tell her friends about her early departure of the school but she would in due time. With Isabella having left at the beginning of the year she didn’t want to tell them so soon but she would tell them before the next school year. Anyway they would be leaving next year, meaning she would go a year without most of them so she was just getting a head start.

 

[Amphitrite Zchechaf]

Amphitrite frowned slightly when it was announced that Gryffindor not only hadn’t won the House Cup but had come on last. It was a huge blow to her but she was much too of a happy go lucky girl to remain sad about it for too long. The year had been another fun year at Hogwarts New Zealand and she was very much so looking forward to another one, even if he next year did mean her OWLs. It was going to be a hard year but Amphitrite always looked forward to a challenge, more so an academic one. Amphitrite was looking forward to heading home for the holidays, she had stayed at the castle during the Christmas holidays so she hadn’t seen her family in quite sometime and no one had written to her in reply to any of the letters that she sent home. The young Gryffindor never really liked to think of anything bad so she had herself believing that everyone was just busy to write to her and thought nothing off it. Continuing to eat her meal she looked around at everyone else in the Great Hall, there was so many people that Amphitrite didn’t know, she liked to think that she was a nice girl, friendly and polite so it was a wonder to her why she didn’t have many friends. Shrugging her shoulders she took a sip of her pumpkin juice before continuing to eat the fantastic meal set up by the House Elves.

 

[Clarice Herrington]

Clarice was quickly becoming accustomed to the whole concept of ‘make-up’ without the help of her younger cousin, Nora, as she had successfully applied her own make up this morning without the aid of the brown haired girl. If it wasn’t for the young Hufflepuff girl Clara was sure that she wouldn’t have given two hoots about make up or how she looked at any part of the day but Nora had always been the girly one out of the two and had finally made Clara give in gotten her out of her ‘tom boy’ stage. Occasionally Clara did miss the easiness of being able to wear whatever she wanted and not have to worry about how she looked but she knew she could never go back to ‘tom boy’ stage for if she did she was sure that Benson would never be able to think of her as anything more than a friend. Her little puppy dog crush on her best friend and fellow Gryffindor third year, Benson, had only increased during the year and she was starting to loose hope in her attempt to make him recognise her as a girl and not just Clara, his tom boy best friend, but it was too late to back out now. Besides, she was starting to like all the clothes that Nora had helped her to pick out, they were – dare she say it – pretty. Once the Headmistress finished giving her speech she turned her head back to the table which was now full of delicious foods, making her freshly curled mousy hair bounce slightly. As she ate her food she was barely able to her coffee coloured eyes off her best friend as they talked. Although no matter how hard she tried she couldn’t wipe the goofy grin off her face as Benson talked, she just felt liked slapping herself.

 

[James Peck]

Finally! He thought. The school year was over and James could get out of the school and make home to Scotland. He was beginning to miss home a lot lately, it wasn’t that he didn’t like his school – it was far from it, but he had grown up in Scotland and to be so far away from it for so long was beginning to get hard for him. The only thing that made the school barely to stay at was his only friends, Vera. He was lucky to have found such a good friend that he shared so much in common with. It disappointed him a little, well more like a lot that Quidditch hadn’t been able to go ahead this year as he had wanted to try out for the Gryffindor Team so badly. Alas his dreams were shattered for another year but he was lucky enough to have free reign of the Quidditch Pitch when ever he wanted, even if he did had to share it with some people, he honestly didn’t mind as he found it fun to have a challenge and race people, even if they didn’t want too he still did it. James, was quite the speed demon and could never do anything at a slow pace, it all had to be quick, quick, quick for him. He had been like that for as long as he could remember, his parents often thought that a hyper active disorder but he was a naturally hyper boy – much to his parents dismay when they would try aand get him to bed when he was younger, while kids normally wore themselves out from being highly active – he just made himself more hyper. Once the Headmistress had finished talking James dug into his meal, almost turning it into another race.

 

[Jonathan Spenser]

The school year had come and gone and as Jonathan sat at the Professors table, over looking the students of Hogwarts New Zealand, he listened to Headmistress Zhefarovich’s speech. It had been a good year for the Ravenclaw Head of House, it had been a hard year but Jonathan never thought any year was a good year unless there were a number of challenges to be faced and make it fun and challenging. Ravenclaw had once again lost the bid for the House Cup but Jonathan clapped along with the rest of the school as Slytherin were once again crowned victorious; credit was given where credit was due. Despite having enjoyed another successful year at the School, Jonathan was looking forward to a relaxing holiday and getting to see his family again as he felt like he hadn’t seen them in some time now. Family was a big part in Jonathan’s live and regardless of having one of his own, apart from Robin, Jonathan never gave up hope knowing that there was someone for him but he wasn’t overly worried about it just yet – he still had a good few years left in him. Once the speech was over and food was laid out on the tables Jonathan began to eat, making idle chat with the other Professors around him.

 

[Professor Cyndi Kingsley]

Even though Professor Weasley was usually in a happy, jolly mood, today was not one of those days. Her only reason for appearing at the feast at all was because she was hungry and because she thought it would be unprofessional not to show up, especially since she was still in the castle. Ever since graduation, Cyndi's feeling of unease over Andy's disappearance had been growing and tonight as she scanned the crowd and didn't see the tall, redhead anywhere, it grew worse. Cyndi felt guilty about it too, wondering if the girl would have mentioned something if she had actually bothered to speak to Andromeda this year. It seemed that no one knew anything about where the girl had gone, what she might have been doing or who she might have been with. It was all so...mysterious.

Another annoyance was the fact that Gryffindor had come in dead last in the House Cup running. She didn't mind so much that Slytherin had won, though it didn't thrill her in the slightest; but, that Gryffindor had come in last by far bothered her to no end. She couldn't recall that ever happening in all the time she'd been in school. Where is your Gryffindor pride? she thought as she glanced over at the table where Gryffindors were eating and drinking merrily. Taking a deep breath, the young professor forced a smile as she was greeted by a colleague. It quickly fell off as the professor turned to greet another and Cyndi was able to lift her drink to her mouth and take a sip.

 

[Hoshi Icchihara]

Hoshi Watanuki did not show her face. She couldn't half of it was hidden by her breathing mask and the other half seemed to be hidden by shadows. Her sickness was getting all the worse and it was really showing now. Her hair was down because it hurt to lift her arms but still she was here. Even though it hurt to do anything she was still here. Those that didn't like her for being the troublemaker that she had been determaned to be had to be happy. Hoshi worked to take the bitterness out of her thoughts but it was hard when the Headmistress gave a dramatic sneeze. If she knew what it was like to be really sick.

Hoshi took a seat in at the corner of the Slytherin table cafully alongside Eden, who she had talked into braking her tradition of not coming to the feast. Hoshi was sure that very few of her friends would be here still she came for the food. Even though her stomach was rejecting a lot of what she ate Hoshi still attempted to eat something in order to keep herself live. After this she was going to see the man she hadn't called father in a long time. All and all Hoshi was going to try to enjoy the end of year feast even though things seemed only to be getting worse for her.