I deleted my previous story because I really felt I couldn't get anywhere with it to be honest.
But I've had this story in mind for a while now, so here we go.
Enjoy!
The great hall was filled with about forty students in total, spread out across the four house tables. Each and every one of them was chatting animatedly to one another. At the front of the hall lay the long oak table at which six members of staff were sat. Professors, McGonagall, Snape, Hagrid, Sprout, Hooch and of course Dumbledore were all sat watching the students out of the corners of their eyes and talking in hushed tones. Slowly but suddenly, the old headmaster rose to his feet and with one loud clap of his wrinkled palms, all attention was turned to him.
"Good morning to you all, and what a glorious morning it is," Dumbledore waved his purple satin, cloaked arm towards the large windows on either side of the hall. Outside large flakes were falling from the soft grey sky which was patterned with white clouds. "As you all realise it is now the Christmas holidays and many of our students have gone away, but you students are very lucky, and get to spend your holidays here. Now normally, you would spend your days wandering around the school with friends, maybe helping with the odd job here and there, but nothing much. This year though shall be very different, for we teachers are taking you on a little trip!" Dumbledore's eyes twinkled; he loved seeing his students excited, especially at the prospect of a holiday away with their friends.
Professor McGonagall tapped at her goblet with a spoon in order to regain the student's attention again. She too stood up and began to speak,
"Yes, yes its true, now hush down. We will be travelling by aeroplane, which I'm sure that most of you know, is infact a muggle form of transportation. We will be staying in a hotel of some sort and there are activities planned for each day. For the entire trip, you shall be assigned a partner who you will stick by like glue, am I understood?" The woman gazed around the hall, looking at the students who were all nodding their heads. After receiving a little nod from every girl and boy in the room, to make sure that everyone knew what she was talking about she sat down with a satisfied smile on her face.
Professor Snape glanced over at Professor McGonagall who was now sipping her drink quietly. He rolled his eyes effortlessly and gently sighed. He stood up from his chair and straightened up to his full height so that he was looking at everyone down his nose,
"We'll be going to America, tomorrow."
