Post by Morgan Pendragon on Aug 15, 2012 22:50:44 GMT -5
The Feasting Hall had been rearranged. Instead of four long tables running parallel down the length of the room, there were now several dozen round tables, each dotted with eight chairs. Each had a tablecloth and a runner that were in house colors, but instead of grouping houses together, they were all dispersed fairly evenly throughout the room. Banners for each of the houses decorated the walls, while behind the raised dais where the teacher’s table stood, there was a banner that read: “Welcome Parents”
A tall, thin blonde woman stood behind a podium that stood on one side of the dais. “If everyone will please take a seat anywhere they like, we can begin. I’d like to thank the parents and other family members that came out this weekend. I feel it’s very important to have parental involvement whenever possible, and because we accept students from around the globe, this can be somewhat difficult.”
Her light brown eyes swept happily over the many parents that had come to support their children. It was so nice to see good, strong families. Of course, here and there was a student with no parents with them, and her heart went out to them. Nigel and Morticia would never have come to something like this. Nigel was always working and Morticia would have found it a ‘tedious waste of time’ or something.
“This weekend is an opportunity for your child to show you what they’re learning. Our teaching staff will be available for questions, but there is very little in the way of structured activities planned. On Sunday night, there will be a formal dinner, where we will be presenting the winners of the Summer Cup, as well as presenting our new prefects. Portkeys and the Floo Network will be available for parents afterward. Other than that, I encourage you to enjoy yourselves. Parent accommodations have been provided as special rooms in house dorms.”
It was a clever bit of magic, really. Each common room had been made a larger with an undetectable extension charm, and the extra room had been used to duplicate the existing dorms, boys and girls, years one through seven. Fourteen new rooms in all. And then each of those rooms had been divided until there were twenty-eight parent rooms in each common room.
Morgan stepped down from her podium and sat in her seat at the staff table. The gold-edged porcelain place setting gleaming in the afternoon light that streamed in through the windows. In a moment, a small feast appeared in the center of each table, and glasses filled themselves with butterbeer. God bless house elves.
A tall, thin blonde woman stood behind a podium that stood on one side of the dais. “If everyone will please take a seat anywhere they like, we can begin. I’d like to thank the parents and other family members that came out this weekend. I feel it’s very important to have parental involvement whenever possible, and because we accept students from around the globe, this can be somewhat difficult.”
Her light brown eyes swept happily over the many parents that had come to support their children. It was so nice to see good, strong families. Of course, here and there was a student with no parents with them, and her heart went out to them. Nigel and Morticia would never have come to something like this. Nigel was always working and Morticia would have found it a ‘tedious waste of time’ or something.
“This weekend is an opportunity for your child to show you what they’re learning. Our teaching staff will be available for questions, but there is very little in the way of structured activities planned. On Sunday night, there will be a formal dinner, where we will be presenting the winners of the Summer Cup, as well as presenting our new prefects. Portkeys and the Floo Network will be available for parents afterward. Other than that, I encourage you to enjoy yourselves. Parent accommodations have been provided as special rooms in house dorms.”
It was a clever bit of magic, really. Each common room had been made a larger with an undetectable extension charm, and the extra room had been used to duplicate the existing dorms, boys and girls, years one through seven. Fourteen new rooms in all. And then each of those rooms had been divided until there were twenty-eight parent rooms in each common room.
Morgan stepped down from her podium and sat in her seat at the staff table. The gold-edged porcelain place setting gleaming in the afternoon light that streamed in through the windows. In a moment, a small feast appeared in the center of each table, and glasses filled themselves with butterbeer. God bless house elves.