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Alicia, Ron and Sprout * Ron's Quidditch Supply * Complete

If I'm going to help, I have to know all the details.
All the details.
Wednesday, November 29 ~ Afternoon

The deeper days of autumn always made Pomona Sprout a bit blue. The leaves were gone, everything was dormant and there wasn't even any snow yet to blanket the plants for the long winter.

Oh, her greenhouses were as vibrant as ever, but one couldn't stay in them forever. Soon enough the holiday greenery would abound everywhere, and Sprout liked to help the season along by starting her Christmas shopping early.

"Ronald Weasely! How are you, you sly young thing, sneaking about the country and leaving us poor ladies behind having to listen to Quidditch updates to know the least thing?

"Tell me all about the handsome young men you've been gadding about with, and tell me what sort of broom I should be getting my grand niece."

Colin, Myrtle, Peeves, Izabel and Sprout ~ Hogwarts ~ Complete

Death is way more fun with bubbles, that's what I say.
Death is way more fun with bubbles, mostly every day.
Death is way more fun with bubbles, Myrtle likes to play.
Death is way more fun with bubbles, when they melt away.
Prefects are freakin hot in any season,
You know they call me Moaning Myrtle for a reason.

~ The Moaning Myrtles (Prefects Are Hot)

Sunday, September 24th ~ Evening

Who would have thought children could be so... unmanageable. Colin had been aware that certain students had been out after curfew and all that during his school years, he'd done his share of DA things, too. But he'd never stopped to consider how much of a pain in the arse that might have caused for the staff. With Vector and Davies gone, Colin had stupidly volunteered to take an extra few rounds making sure the kiddies were all tucked into bed and the halls were quiet.

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Staff ~ Hogwarts ~ Incomplete

All those in favor for
cutting the workweek short,
raise your hands and say yeah!

Friday, September 15th ~ Afternoon

The school year is two weeks old, and the ebb and flow of classes have nearly become routine: or at least they will be once Hogwarts sports a full complement of teachers once more.

Hogwarts welcomes the new Muggle Studies teacher! And what better way to do so than the comforting embrace of a Friday staff meeting?

Castwide ~ Hogwarts ~ Complete

Experience is a dear teacher,
but fools will learn at no other.
~ Benjamin Franklin
Tuesday, August 29th ~ Evening

The Great Hall has once again been temporarily revamped. The long student tables have been removed and round ones accompanied by comfortable dining chairs have taken their place. They dot the floor under the enchanted ceiling, the soft ivory tone of the linen covering the table tops invite you to sit and enjoy yourself.

It's been a year since the re-dedication ceremony and six years since the Dark Lord was finally defeated. This is an evening for reflection, celebration and if Minerva will allow it, more than a few glasses of good wine with friends, both old and new.

Various cast ~ Hogwarts ~ Complete

When I got to the garden party, they all knew my name
Friday, July 7th ~ Afternoon

The grounds of Hogwarts had never looked better. Pomona Sprout was in heaven.

The hedges had been trimmed and were bristling with pride, the songflowers were trilling softly in the breeze, the creeping vines had twined up onto the tables and were gently offering passersby cups of punch or tiny trays of appetizers.

She had never once in her life doubted that Hogwarts was fit to receive royalty, but to have it confirmed ... Oh! She nearly glowed.

The guest list had grown a bit in the planning. It was a once in a lifetime event, after all, to see the faerie-people and of course to see the castle grounds in the summer. Luckily, Minerva hadn't seemed to mind.

Everything, thought Madame Sprout as she looked around the mingling crowd, was simply perfect.

Minerva and Various ~ Hogwarts ~ Complete

Beauty is all very well at first sight;
but who ever looks at it when it has been in the house three days?
~ George Bernard Shaw
Monday, June 26th ~ Afternoon

Unsettled and very unhappy with the visitors who had decided to camp out on Hogwarts grounds without so much as a by-your-leave, Minerva had returned to the castle after receiving Filch's owl about the 'infiltrators'. She hadn't actually met any of the Fae yet, but had received reports of what had occurred during the festival.

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