|The Feast. . .
||[Mar. 28th, 2005|03:38 pm]
Jereth took the steps up to Hogwarts main entrance two at time. All the students (minus the first years) were already in the great hall. Jereth paused for a moment at the door, he spotted Ogg, the groundskeepers, lumbering up the path. Jereth decided he may want to wait just out of sight for a moment.|
Ogg ran past him sure enough and entered Hogwarts bellowing, "The first years are in the lake!"
Jereth could hear Dippet respond, "Aren't they supposed to be in the lake?"
"No, I mean," Ogg continued, "they're not in the boats! They're in the lake!"
There was a general confused jabbering and then someone, Jereth assumed it was the Hufflepuff head, "Maybe we should join them?"
"Bloody hell!" Professor Malfoy yelled then came storming out of the main hall fallowed by Dippet, Ogg, the rest of the heads.
After they passed Jereth crept into the great hall completely drenched with his hair plastered to his head. In all actuality he'd only flipped one boat over. Full of filthy mudbloods that were in serious need of a bath, but then they had tried to climb into the other boats and it all went down hill from there. Jereth wondered if Ogg would recall that he'd offered to help him lead the first years across the lake.
For a second he tried to feign innocence then he realized how obvious it was that he was soaking wet. "Oh well." he muttered while trying to spy out Tom at the Slytherin table.