Ginny, Ron, Harry, and Hermione all made their way down towards the Great Hall, Hermione in the lead.
"No running in the hall, Miss Granger."
It was Percy Weasley. "Now, as much as it pains me to do this, I'm afraid you've left me no choice but to dock 10 points from Gryffindor for your foolish behavior."
Hermione scowled at him more menacingly than she had ever scowled in her life. "Come on, Hermione," said Harry, pulling at her arm. "He's not worth losing more points over."
The Great Hall was decorated beautifully for the Holidays. The large house tables are gone, and instead, one long table sat in its place. Dumbledore sat at the head of the table, with the teachers on the sides of him. Draco Malfoy and Cho Chang were at the opposite end of the table. The entering Gryffindors filled in the remaining seats in the middle. Ron went to take a seat next to Cho Chang, but Percy pushed him out of the way.
"Why don't you sit by your little friends, Ronny?" he said. Ron looked very angry, but took the next seat over between Percy and Harry.
"Hoho! Jolly good Christmas this year!" Dumbledore said once everyone was at the table. To that, a few people gave an unenthusiastic sighs of acknowledgement. It appeared nobody was all too happy to be there. "Well, let the feast begin!" said Dumbledore, waving his hand in the air.
The food was spread across the table. Everything looked delicious. "Oh!" exclaimed Hermione, "the Shepard's Pie looks delicious!" She reached greedily across the table, accidentally hitting Professor Snape in the arm.
"Oh, Professor Snape!" said Hermione, growing red. "I'm so sorry. I didn't see you there."
"What-ever!" said Cho Chang. "I saw you make a mad dash to get that seat. Do you THINK you could have moved your chair any closer to his? You're practically sitting on top of him."
Hermione glared at Cho and Professor Snape looked absolutely disgusted. Luckily for him, Dumbledore changed the conversation.
"Hey, Professor Snape, pull my finger." Okay, maybe it wasn't that great of a subject change. Professor Snape glanced quizzically at Professor Dumbledore.
At that exact moment, the lights begin to flicker. What is going on? Everyone looked at each other, and suddenly the room went black. CRASH! Something was going on. Things were being thrown from the table. Suddenly, a green light shot out and the movement stopped. As suddenly as they had gone out, the lights were restored. Everyone looked around befuddled.
"Aaah!" screamed Cho Chang. "Percy Weasley is dead!"
"No running in the hall, Miss Granger."
It was Percy Weasley. "Now, as much as it pains me to do this, I'm afraid you've left me no choice but to dock 10 points from Gryffindor for your foolish behavior."
Hermione scowled at him more menacingly than she had ever scowled in her life. "Come on, Hermione," said Harry, pulling at her arm. "He's not worth losing more points over."
The Great Hall was decorated beautifully for the Holidays. The large house tables are gone, and instead, one long table sat in its place. Dumbledore sat at the head of the table, with the teachers on the sides of him. Draco Malfoy and Cho Chang were at the opposite end of the table. The entering Gryffindors filled in the remaining seats in the middle. Ron went to take a seat next to Cho Chang, but Percy pushed him out of the way.
"Why don't you sit by your little friends, Ronny?" he said. Ron looked very angry, but took the next seat over between Percy and Harry.
"Hoho! Jolly good Christmas this year!" Dumbledore said once everyone was at the table. To that, a few people gave an unenthusiastic sighs of acknowledgement. It appeared nobody was all too happy to be there. "Well, let the feast begin!" said Dumbledore, waving his hand in the air.
The food was spread across the table. Everything looked delicious. "Oh!" exclaimed Hermione, "the Shepard's Pie looks delicious!" She reached greedily across the table, accidentally hitting Professor Snape in the arm.
"Oh, Professor Snape!" said Hermione, growing red. "I'm so sorry. I didn't see you there."
"What-ever!" said Cho Chang. "I saw you make a mad dash to get that seat. Do you THINK you could have moved your chair any closer to his? You're practically sitting on top of him."
Hermione glared at Cho and Professor Snape looked absolutely disgusted. Luckily for him, Dumbledore changed the conversation.
"Hey, Professor Snape, pull my finger." Okay, maybe it wasn't that great of a subject change. Professor Snape glanced quizzically at Professor Dumbledore.
At that exact moment, the lights begin to flicker. What is going on? Everyone looked at each other, and suddenly the room went black. CRASH! Something was going on. Things were being thrown from the table. Suddenly, a green light shot out and the movement stopped. As suddenly as they had gone out, the lights were restored. Everyone looked around befuddled.
"Aaah!" screamed Cho Chang. "Percy Weasley is dead!"