An orb appeared in the center of the Great Hall. Blue and white
sparks danced in a spiral, oval shaped. As the sparks settled the figure of
a girl appeared, red hair, fair skin, and wearing a hot red shirt with
tight bell-bottom jeans.
A hush had filled the hall as the new arrival made a sweep of the scene. Her eyes locked on a target, she gracefully made her way to the Slytherine table. Before a boy with blond hair she poised herself. Then with the gentle glide of her hand behind her head, clenching her fist in the process, then let it go with full force straight into the boy's cheek.
With a smile of pride she turned on her heal and went to the table on the other side where three young friends sat. She gave the boy with black unruly hair a handshake, then pulled him into a hug. She then turned to the other two, a girl with bushy brown hair and a red head boy, taking one of their right and left hands and laced them with each other.
Then sights were set upon the table with a large array of professors of high class. She marched her self right to the center where the headmaster sat, with a grin of amusement written on his face. The young girl gave him a deep bow of esteem. Then turned her attention to the far left of the row where two teachers watched her, one with admiration the other with dislike. She jumped on the table then came down on the other side. To the one who wished that he could deduct points from Gryffindor for this outburst, she gave him a hug and whispered in his ear.
"I know the pain you are going through, don't worry there is someone out there for you."
And pecked him on the check. Then crossed over to the other professor. Fingers woven through his hair and her lips against his. When they finally broke apart the girl was in a state of bliss while the man had one brow arched, a smirk, and wide eyes. That could only mean that his emotions were mixed with puzzlement, affection, and amazement.
She then retraced her steps back to the place where she first appeared. The young girl then blew one more final kiss to the professor. Then with a wave of her hand the blue and white sparks surrounded her once more and she vanished.
After a few moments of uneasy silents the Great Hall went back to its chit and chatter of voices once more.
-------------------------------------------------------------- I believe this is it what any fan would do if given the chance.
If you haven't guessed the kissed man then I'm afraid you are forever lost.
Good night and sweet dreams
A hush had filled the hall as the new arrival made a sweep of the scene. Her eyes locked on a target, she gracefully made her way to the Slytherine table. Before a boy with blond hair she poised herself. Then with the gentle glide of her hand behind her head, clenching her fist in the process, then let it go with full force straight into the boy's cheek.
With a smile of pride she turned on her heal and went to the table on the other side where three young friends sat. She gave the boy with black unruly hair a handshake, then pulled him into a hug. She then turned to the other two, a girl with bushy brown hair and a red head boy, taking one of their right and left hands and laced them with each other.
Then sights were set upon the table with a large array of professors of high class. She marched her self right to the center where the headmaster sat, with a grin of amusement written on his face. The young girl gave him a deep bow of esteem. Then turned her attention to the far left of the row where two teachers watched her, one with admiration the other with dislike. She jumped on the table then came down on the other side. To the one who wished that he could deduct points from Gryffindor for this outburst, she gave him a hug and whispered in his ear.
"I know the pain you are going through, don't worry there is someone out there for you."
And pecked him on the check. Then crossed over to the other professor. Fingers woven through his hair and her lips against his. When they finally broke apart the girl was in a state of bliss while the man had one brow arched, a smirk, and wide eyes. That could only mean that his emotions were mixed with puzzlement, affection, and amazement.
She then retraced her steps back to the place where she first appeared. The young girl then blew one more final kiss to the professor. Then with a wave of her hand the blue and white sparks surrounded her once more and she vanished.
After a few moments of uneasy silents the Great Hall went back to its chit and chatter of voices once more.
-------------------------------------------------------------- I believe this is it what any fan would do if given the chance.
If you haven't guessed the kissed man then I'm afraid you are forever lost.
Good night and sweet dreams