The noise of the Great Hall
was pleasant, welcoming, as it drifted through the corridor. Students chatted
happily and professors looked on contently as the scene, bathed in the warm
glow emanating from the candles suspended in their rightful place, reminded
them all of the coming festivities. Christmas crackers were strewn around the
tables, each one marked with the Hogwarts crest and colored to match the
respective houses, and fingers were itching to reach for them but the
festivities could not begin until the headmaster had spoken.
“It is time, once again, to
enjoy the company of our guests and for us all to enjoy socializing with one
another,” began Headmistress McGonagall as a hush fell over the Great Hall.
“The Yule Ball is quickly approaching and I wanted to take this moment to
remind you all of certain rules that come with such an event.”
Headmistress McGonagall had
been repeating the rules for the Yule Ball, the Triwizard Tournament, and
general etiquette like a mantra since September. She had been adamant on her
stance that the students must be reminded lest they forget. The students could
very nearly repeat them back to her and many of them figured that by the time
their guests returned to their own schools, they would be able to.