Disclaimer: Within the past 5 minutes I have not gained ownership of Harry Potter. I promise.
A Year in the Life Challenge
Month: October
Prompt: Ghost
Minerva tried to keep from smiling as she sat at the Head Table in the Great Hall. Sirius still hadn't tried to play any pranks on her. Hufflepuff as a whole though was no longer safe. The entire house's skin had changed to multiple different colors and if that hadn't been enough it seemed as if they couldn't actually speak. They would make animal noises anytime they tried. What had her almost smiling though was the fact that Sirius had somehow also gotten The Fat Friar, Hufflepuff's House Ghost. Pranks aside though she, so far, was getting her wish of a quiet year. As she thought of this she looked over at the Gryffindor table seeking the young Potter and his friends. They didn't seem anxious this year like most every other year. Maybe Minerva was just being paranoid. This may just be the year that it would be quiet.
