Hogwarts Graduation Ceremony

Khaat had had enough of Jen and Rob. As far as she was concerned, her wand hand was getting very itchy. She wanted to dispose of Rob as quickly as possible, and the more violently he suffered in the end would be just fine with her. "Excuse me," she said quietly, "I believe I was talking to a friend." She got up and went to the staff table. Obviously Eli was an idiot or he was shellshocked. The Dents weren't all that bright, but Eli didn't seem know know that. He was in some fog of idolitry, thinking them invincible. Youth could sometimes make someone ridiculous. If he chose to be their hostage, then they could have him.

"Headmaster," she interruped Vincent, "pardon my interruption. But I do need a word with you--now."

“Look at all the students… my, my, some of them aren’t even graduating,” Keera whispered to herself as she sat on the smooth floor of the Great Hall towards the back of the large room, not dressed any differently than she usually did. She had been told that it was important that she attended the graduation ceremony of the seventh-year students, and she had come with no objection, figuring it would be an event she wouldn’t want to miss. So far, she could tell that that guess hadn’t been too off; it was tense in the Great Hall, Keera could feel it if she listened to the conversations some of the other professors and students were having. It almost made Keera cringe when she heard a few of the voices that were louder than the rest in the room; they just sounded so off… making Keera feel on-edge.

Keera pushed up off of the floor with her fingers, standing up, her hair falling even further out of the ponytail she had tried to shove it in earlier that evening; it was nearly impossible for Keera to tame that brown, damaged hair of hers, and at once point she had clearly just given up.

The women scanned the room, her eyes stopping on each being she recognized. It was the Minister that Keera noticed the very last, doing as she herself was, standing off to the side simply watching. Keera titled her head to one side, her lips slowly curling into a smirk; what was it that the Minister of Magic, Mathew Lestrange, was doing at Hogwarts? She was curious to say the very least.

Keera stuffed her hands into the pockets of her leather vest before walked towards him, weaving in-between students and professors alike before silently joining him, standing at his side, “Hello Lestrange,” Keera began, her smirk still visible on her face even with half of her face being hidden by the shadows that danced along the walls of the Great Hall, “Curious, seeing you here,” she continued, glancing around at the crowd once more.

Darren turned to see Soph coming towards them, and smiled again. He had to laugh at her observation that he didn't like questions, it was quite true. Laughing was something he rarely did nowadays. "Its okay. I'm quite good," he said, not being perfectly honest, though the truth would pull too many questions. "Well I couldn't miss your graduation could I? Congratulations to you both," he said. It had been a while since he had seen all his old friends, and he found himself wondering why he hadn't met them earlier. He had missed them a bit, but had never visited any of them except Ginevra. He suddenly realised she might be around too, though he hadn't seen her yet.

Ne'Os rolled his eyes at Doyle "Well while im here i guess ill finish what i started years ago" he said walking out of the Hall passing Darren along the way He gave him a smile as he did. He turned the corner and entered a bathroom. he felt the potion fade away. He looked into the mirror next to him he saw his face was the way it was before he killed Voldemort. His skin was white instead of pale and it had a slight tan to it. His hair was brown instead of the black it had changed to whith the disguize. His eyes were green instead of black. He knew know one would be abe to recognize him since it had been so long since anyone had seen him this way.
He changed from the birghtly colored dress to dark red robes makingsure that the Elder wand was tucked safley out of sight. He inhaled deepley and walked out of the Bathroom. He entered the Great hall a minute later and looked around again no one seemed to recognize him yet anyway. He scent a mental Message to Vincent, I HAVE CHANGED TO MY NORMAL FIGURE CALL MY NAME LAST SO I MAY GET MY DIPLOMA AND FINALLY GRADUATE. Stasfied his message got through he walked to the refreshment table and took a bit of butterbeer and drank it feeling the warmth of it inside of him.

Vincent watched the people in the hall with disinterest. It was completely packed now and it looked like everyone was having fun. His eyes mainly followed Ne'os, he hoped he would leave, when Ne'os was around something odd had to happen, and usually the imbecile was in the middle of it all. His gaze shifted towards Khaat though, who was walking towards him and looking quite angry. He raised his eyebrows at her urgency, then looked down at his watch again, he should be starting the ceremony now but they could all wait for a while longer. "Well I guess I do have a minute," he said with a shrug, though really he was very curious. "What is it?"

Zakk looked around, having not much to do. He took out his wand and spun it around his fingers, calmly, but also bored. He looked for something to do, or someone to speak to. This Graduation sure as hell was beeing a bother. He looked around on the Slytherin table, having not much to do. He got up and walked up to the refreshments table, shrugging against the men who had just picked a butterbear. "Huh .. Watch your steps. Don't stand there like nothing." He looked at the men and recognized him as a known Death Eater. He was like one of the most awesome DE's Zakk knew.

"Oh .. Sorry. I don't know if you remember me but I'm from the Blood family .. My father was close to you .. Well, now he's in jail but .. Yeah." He picked up a butterbeer and took a sip of it. He looked around and fixed his hair a little, waving his head around. He looked around and saw the Minister of Magic. Something quite amazing indeed. Even though he was angry at him or any Order of the Phoenix member. Anyone good on the Ministry was one of Zakk's enemies. No way in hell he could ever forgive that the Order killed his mom and locked his father. He looked back at the men, waiting for an answer.

When Khaat, not even noticing her, left, Miseria only shrugged. As she thought, she had her own business here and she was only on her way. She wasn't even sad about it, not even a little bit. Though, she felt kind of emtpy. She wasn't used to ignorance, however, people haven't contacted her in ages. Well, maybe she didn't give a sign about herself in a long time period.
Nevermind then. Looking at the people who were gathering in the great hall, Miseria didn't move herself. Not yet. Instead, she was standing there and waiting for Majere to announce the beginning of the ceremony. It was hard to believe that some good day she will be one of those who will graduate here.

Darren wrote:Darren would of preferred not to ever come to the castle again. It gave him an intense feeling of nostalgia and reminded him of how he missed the castle since graduation. Still, he figured that his being there was necessary, because although many people wouldn't probably notice his abscence, he still wanted to be there to see the graduation of two of his old friends, Mariana and Sophia. He had been one year ahead of them, and therefore graduated one year earlier as well. But they had been good friends, at Hogwarts anyways - he hadn''t contacted many of his friends after he had graduated.

Not being a great fan of muggle clothing, Darren wore ordinary black robes and didn't bother making his hair either. He did look shabby when compared to the others in the room, all evidently wearing their best clothes. This was probably for the best though, he didn't want people looking at him, and many in the hall did not look at him twice as he looked around for one of his old friends. As he did so, he noted with disgust, that there were a couple muggle families there too. Finally, he noticed jess, and next to him, Mariana.

"Hello there," Darren said with a small smile as he looked at their surprised expressions.

Mariana looked as Darren was really there. By now she thought Jess was only joking, but there he was Darren in person. She looked surprised though glad he was there. "Darren i'm so glad to see you.." she almost screamed at him giving him a hug not sure how would Darren react on that one actually though she didn't care. It was worth of it especially because who knew when would Mari see Darren again.

Ne'Os smiled at the Slytherin next to him "But unlike your father i got out" he said takeing a sip of his butterbeer. And noticed Zakkary saw the minister "I see you have seen my old friend, i wonder what he would do if he knew i was here after all i did nearly kill his daughter" he said smileing at the memory his fangs showing as he did.

"I don't even know if my father is still .. 'Racional' with the Dementors and their kiss .. Maybe he's all screwed up now. But .. I've learnt to live without him. I'm strong on my own. And I'll keep on our family DE legacy .." Zakk replied to the men, as he saw him talk about the minister. "I don't like him at all .. Him and those good Aurors and Order of the Phoenix .. It's their fault my mother is dead. But .. They might as well enjoy their good days, 'cause someday, this will all be gone, and evil will prevail." He took a sip of his butterbeer.

He saw the fangs in the men showing, he knew he was a vampire. Pretty cool. "Those fangs .. Must have bitten alot of people no?" He said laughing quietly, with a small smirk. His eyes shined on the candle lights. He looked at the Minister again, his eyes showing rage, but he quickly looked at the men again. "What do you think of the Minister and the Order? Personally, and don't get me wrong .. I'm not crazy about evil .. I just want revenge, but personally, I don't like them."