Something Tells me

[.magnarock.]

It was the day after the first quidditch match of the season and all was ecstatic in the Slytherin common room, still feeding their new-found pride over the victory of the game.

The next day [Omg wow, i did a whole day in a sentence, this is uber speeding up] it was a different story at the end of the day [see, look at that, there goes another day, poof!] and the gossips, tarts and all members of those groups were feeling rather excited -and not bothering in the slightest to hide it- over the upcoming Winter ball. The times had just been confirmed across the years and the information was posted up on all the notice boards.
It read:

Dearest fellow students,
As the days get longer shorter and the holidays being to draw closer , we invite you to unwind and be rewarded in the form of a Ball to appreciate this terms hard work . To celebrate, Hogwarts will be throwing a special Christmas feast, followed by the ball itself from 7pm- 10pm for years 1-4 and 8pm-11pm for years 5-7
It will be smart dress with prizes for the prettiest outfits awarded by the upper and lower school dance co-ordinators

[mely]

[by the way, is sei actually expelled, or does that change when the new head gets in?]
Kyli entered the common room. She was drenched. Her broom hung limply from one hand and her face was set. two days of practising in every spare minute had worn her out, and she flopped down in a chair, sending a cascade of water droplets over the surrounding area. "I can't believe we lost" she muttered darkly. She had said nothing else in the past 48 hours.

[.magnarock.]

[uuuuummmm. not quaite sure. how come kyli's in the slytherin common room?]

[cenizobelle]

[lawl!