Sunday December 14th, 1895 — Great Hall, Hogwarts
Poppy MacFusty
It was ten days until Christmas Eve. Poppy was counting down the days until the winter break started. She missed her family terribly, even more so since the scare of the Irvingly mist, and hadn't seen them since the start of term. Though she wouldn't be going home to her own bed, she knew that her parents would still ensure she and her brothers had a good holiday.
Poppy was still sitting at the Ravenclaw table in the Great Hall after breakfast, quietly watching as a few of the professors rolled out the Christmas decorations. There was quite a bit to be done, and even a ghost had gotten involved. Well, ghosts, plural. At first it had been just the Fat Friar, but soon enough there was a gaggle of joyful (but unhelpful, given their non-corporeal state) ghosts giving their unsolicited opinions on what should go where. The professors hadn't seemed overly thrilled with their assistance and suggested they make their rounds caroling about the castle instead. This seemed to work for the time being. Poppy was rather impressed with the maneuver that allowed the professors to focus on levitating the ornaments and tinsel up and around the twelve evergreen trees that had been brought in.
She thought that they were doing a rather nice job of it, not that she had any expertise in decorating for Yuletide. The Great Hall would look very pretty tonight in the firelight. That thought was interrupted by a high-pitched screech and blur of obnoxious color as Peeves flung himself into the room, a stack of wreaths in his arms (where he'd gotten them, Poppy had no idea), rattled off some poem about helping the professors decorate, and then began hurling one wreath after another at the evergreens.
What had once been a peaceful and cozy morning quickly turned into chaos as the poltergeist was shouted at. Ornaments and tinsel fell to the stone floor, the former shattering upon impact. This only seemed to encourage Peeves (because of course it did), because then he started prattling on about how he was simply arranging a "family reunion" for the evergreen family. Poppy thought it a great time to slip away before Peeves caught sight of her. Ever since her run-in with him when Ignacio Sidonia had come to her rescue, his efforts to terrorize her had seemed to double.
Just as she swung her legs over the bench and made to stand, Peeves caught sight of her and began throwing fistfuls of humbug at her head, the hard peppermint candies hurting enough that she yelped and flung her arms over her head for protection.
word count: 442
Poppy was still sitting at the Ravenclaw table in the Great Hall after breakfast, quietly watching as a few of the professors rolled out the Christmas decorations. There was quite a bit to be done, and even a ghost had gotten involved. Well, ghosts, plural. At first it had been just the Fat Friar, but soon enough there was a gaggle of joyful (but unhelpful, given their non-corporeal state) ghosts giving their unsolicited opinions on what should go where. The professors hadn't seemed overly thrilled with their assistance and suggested they make their rounds caroling about the castle instead. This seemed to work for the time being. Poppy was rather impressed with the maneuver that allowed the professors to focus on levitating the ornaments and tinsel up and around the twelve evergreen trees that had been brought in.
She thought that they were doing a rather nice job of it, not that she had any expertise in decorating for Yuletide. The Great Hall would look very pretty tonight in the firelight. That thought was interrupted by a high-pitched screech and blur of obnoxious color as Peeves flung himself into the room, a stack of wreaths in his arms (where he'd gotten them, Poppy had no idea), rattled off some poem about helping the professors decorate, and then began hurling one wreath after another at the evergreens.
What had once been a peaceful and cozy morning quickly turned into chaos as the poltergeist was shouted at. Ornaments and tinsel fell to the stone floor, the former shattering upon impact. This only seemed to encourage Peeves (because of course it did), because then he started prattling on about how he was simply arranging a "family reunion" for the evergreen family. Poppy thought it a great time to slip away before Peeves caught sight of her. Ever since her run-in with him when Ignacio Sidonia had come to her rescue, his efforts to terrorize her had seemed to double.
Just as she swung her legs over the bench and made to stand, Peeves caught sight of her and began throwing fistfuls of humbug at her head, the hard peppermint candies hurting enough that she yelped and flung her arms over her head for protection.
word count: 442
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