Originally Posted by stubbyone

I'm keeping my mouth shut about it," replied Sara to Abigail. "I figure if it stays away from me, I'll stay away from it. I'm not one to go looking for trouble." Sara had to smile at that last comment!

Originally Posted by Sophie_Melita

Sophie entered the great hall with a flourish. The forty-two year old woman was dressed in pink from the bows in her pig tails to her shiny shoes. She wore open pink robes over a short pink skirt, pink blouse, and pink coat. Even her knee-high socks were pink. Her finger nails were pink, too. Her hair was jet black with narrow strips of white betraying her advancing age where her personality did not.

Sophie Melita, former member of the Ministry-approved Hogwarts staff (potions mistress), former professor at Belle's School for Witches, former unspeakable, former preschool teacher, and most recently, former healer at the Center for Aged and Cursed Wizards, was carrying a HUGE basket of cookies that looked as if she would tip over from the weight of it if it hadn't been charmed to be light (though why she hadn't just charmed a smaller basket to have an unending bottom, one can only conjecture that she just like things big). Each cookie was graced with a pair of wings, which explained the flock of cookies fluttering over her head.

She beamed at everyone as the door shut behind her and then she started skipping (with her flock of cookies still encircling her head) down past the Hufflepuffs, tossing cookies toward the table which fluttered onto each plate. Once there, the wings disappeared and a seemingly plain chocolate chip cookie was all that was left. "Welcome to Hogwarts!" Sophie declared in her high pitched, talking to a baby, voice, over and over, as she went.