THE GREAT FEAST -open to all at hogwarts-

Snape had mixed feelings with today, the day the new school year started with old students coming back as well as new ones, those who would be sorted into houses this night. Of course that is not what he found to be the most of an issue, for he knew what was growing outside the walls and grounds of Hogwarts, even if people did not want to believe it danger, of the worst kind was grown slowly yet it was a deadly kind of danger that would change the world if it grew its head once more.

Snape also was not sure how to feel about another year with the so called golden trio, for they could get into some of the worst danger that they appeared at times to put them self in and Snape had to question when the time would come that Albus, him or others would not be around to save them or help them out. Snape hopped this year would turn out better than he felt it likely would turn out to be, more because each year he saw Harry act more and more like his father and going off half cocked so to speak without thinking or thinking that because he was Harry Potter none would harm him. One thing good about a new year meant new students that could change the world for the better if given the chance, they could also change it for the worst yet Snape like to think they would change it for the better.

Snape moved his thoughts else where to focus on the now, for he could not think to much on events that had yet to happen. He was wearing his normal, all black robes that glided behind got behind him as he approached the door that lead to the Great Hall, the double doors opened for him as he walked out Snape took in the Great Hall the tables were dozens of golden place settings, soon to be covered with food.


The enchanted ceiling showed the sun setting with the coming night sky. Snape was glade to see the pitchers of water and butter beer, he could use the butter beer right about now.  The floating candles where always a welcoming scene as was the rest of the great hall and how it was decorated this year. Their was a magic of aw in many ways to see the magic in such a way, for when to school here it would always hold a special spot for one could always think back to their first day, the sorting and what it meant as well what one felt.  Snape had not enjoyed his time greatly at Number 12 Grimmauld Place, more due to the owner than to being their.  Snape could deal with Black even after all the happened, just did not mean he had to like him and be buddy with him.

Snape moved with ease almost gliding approaching the high table as he moved to take his seat Snape spoke to Albus "Greetings Albus"  Snape would use Headmaster when others where around of course, he knew better yet when it was one on one Snape could be more on a first name bases.  Snape did not have to rush to his seat at the great table, for the students where not in the great hall yet, they would be come soon just not right now and with no other staff around Snape could be a bit more relaxed without so much bit as he was known to have.  N one likely would ever trust him to the degree Albus did and Snape was sure that with time people might come to question Albus on why he was keep around, yet he did not fear when or if it happened for he could not control the minds of others when it came to events in the world good or bad, at least not on such a grand scale.

One thing was for sure so long as Albus was around, Hogwarts would be safe and none would try anything when it came to breaking into the Hogwarts. With Snape seated he just waited for other staff to show up, interested to see who would be next to join them at the great table.  Of course Snape did not mind the time that Albus and him got to spend together, perhaps one of the few people Snape could say was a friend one that would fight beside him until the end.

Charlotte hurried through the stone corridors of the school, the sound of her heels on the flagstones echoing in her ears as she went. She was going to be late, she was going to be late... Charlotte hated being late. She'd managed to get through her entire time at school without being late to a lesson once, although she had admittedly more than made up for this in the number of times that she'd been late for breakfast. But since she'd left school, things hadn't been quite so easy. There'd been so much more to remember, so much more to think about, and for almost the first time in her life, Charlotte had felt disorganised. It had not been a pleasant experience.

The blonde trotted down into the Entrance Hall as fast as was humanly possible without losing her dignity, because dignity was important- more important than ever these days. Pushing through the vast wooden doors of the Great Hall, she glanced around and was relieved to see that the room was not as yet even approaching full, although the places were laid and gold glittered up and down each table. The witch hurried down between two tables, taking care not to trip on a raised flagstone which had caught her out once or twice in the past, and made her way up to the staff table. Charlotte slipped into a seat and shot an apologetic smile along the row at the Headmaster. He appeared to be engaged in conversation, so she didn't interrupt him. Instead, she smoothed her navy blue robes, flicked an imaginary speck of dust from her sleeve and looked up at the ceiling. The sunset was gorgeous.

She loved the start of term feast. It was the first time that the staff got to see all the students who they'd be teaching for the year, and she was always interested to see which House each of the first years was sorted into. Charlotte had made a habit of trying to guess which House each would go to before it was announced, and had a 0% success rate so far, which was quite impressive considering the odds. Needless to say, she wouldn't be teaching Divination any time soon.

The atmosphere changed as people began to arrive. Albus greeted Severus was a soft smile and a "Proffesor Snape." with a nod of his head. As the ladies arrived, Albus stood with the chivalry of the olden days. You didn't live for over a hundred years without some old fashioned charm sticking with you.

Albus was charming and kind to all staff as well as most anyone else. Of course he did not like everyone but there was no one who could confidently tell who fell into which category. Albus was happy to chat with Severus and did so as the others arrived. He listened to the conversations around him with half an ear. He kept an eye on the students entering the hall.

As was traditional, The sorting was the first event of the night. Proudly, Minerva McGonagall began the parade down the center of the hall.  A line of nervous looking first years followed at a clipped pace and trying to keep up.  Minerva carried a wooden stool with the treasure worn and drooping sorting hat. 

The stool as placed down just before the head table and a scroll of parchment was taken from the elderly witches robes just as the Sorting hat opened his mouth and began to speak.



There was a moment of silences and then a round of applause.

"Right," Minerva said afterwards.  "When your name is called, come and sit on the stool."  She then opened her scroll and began to read.

Rigoletto had taken his place at the great table before the students came in and the sorting hat started to sing his song, he exchanged kind words with people that said anything to him and much like Albus when the ladies came he rose form his seat before taking his seat again. Much like Albus he had learned to old ways or course he was sure given time he would learn even more new ways of this world the keep changing depending on who ruled at the time. Rigoletto poured himself some butter beer, as he listened to the sorting hats song. As the song went on Rigoletto took a drink of the butter beer, enjoying the flavor. The hat finally ended his song and the sorting was started and the students names where called out one by one to be sorted into one of the 4 houses of Hogwarts.

Rigoletto could say that Hogwarts was amazing in many ways, many places to explore and find, some that where secret and only opened if you knew where to find them or the castle opened it for you. The place had secrets like many people, of course this castle was sure to keep it secrets with few ever learning all of them, not that he was sure some people would not try if given the chance. As Rigoletto looked around the great hall he took in the details, taking in details some might miss because unlike many he had sight that few could match giving him an edge to see more detail, something that could be a blessing a curse with such gifts yet at the moment it was a blessing.

Rigoletto took a moment to enjoy some more butter beer as the sorting went on, Rigoletto watched as the students got sorted they moved to take a seat at the house table, interested at the idea the table was long enough to do so of course the chances where the tables had spells to grew to insure all new students would fit. Rigoletto was interested to see how this new year would go, he hopped that the students he thought enjoyed learning was much as he like to teach or even half as much, for he hopped they would learn to use what he thought or they might even seek a job in an area his teaching where behind.

Rigoletto was wearing black teaching robes that had a more classic modern style to them, with a baby blue silk shirt. His cloak was black, yet had a spell on it that allowed a gold vine to grew and grow moving out and over this back in all directions that moved all directions curling and weaving between, over and around other vines in is path and the vine would keep growing until Rigoletto cast the spell to restart the growing process.