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A vast chamber, the Great Hall contains five tables, one for each of the four houses and one for the staff, the High Table. There are a pair of doors behind this final table, one to the grounds and one to a small antechamber. However, most students enter it through the large double doors in the Entrance Hall. The ceiling is enchanted to reflect the weather outdoors, sometimes with frightening results.

All three meals are held here everyday and students are expected to not be late. At the beginning of each year, the sorting ceremony takes place here and first year students are sorted into the four houses.

Weather: sunny with scattered clouds

Lucius was already inside the great hall, sitting in his place. He looks down the Gryffindor table, and... oh, dear. He manages to contain his laughter, as he excuses himself, and walks down towards the girl with a hickey in plain sight. He leans over, and wispers in her ear. "I think they're staring at the hickey on your neck...?" He pats her shoulder before heading back to his spot, still trying to contain himself.

At the word 'ho', he looks over at Malfoy, beifly, loathingly and, at the same time, mockingly. "Ooooh... crap, you might be right..." He scratches his head, chuckling. He sighs, and starts to eat. "It's still kinda funny, though..." He speaks between mouthfuls. "Besides, *someone* had to tell her. Though, if they're gonna think someone's a ho, it should be Malfoy."

Nyx blinked slowly and touched her neck, remembering that as the exact spot where Isis had... A pleasant shiver went up the tall girl's back. Oh yeah, she would definately need to do that again. Well, Nyx being ever the modest girl that she was looked over her shoulder to her table and winked.

"Ya'll know me be'er than tha!" She pointed at the hickey apparent on her neck and grinned. "Don' be 'fraid teh let yer minds wander though. I know wha' really happened an tha's what matters." The Gryffindor offered a coy grin before turning back around and looking down the Ravenclaw table. Damnitall... Not a good time teh get her attention, I guess... Nyx sighed, slumping against the table top in defeat.

Alair looked up at Draco, trying to remember exactally which moment he ment. Though the blonde didn't like to admit it, he was 'careless' on more then one occasion, but Alair decided not to bring that up. "I think it was amoveo frendo, and I do beleive that poor girl needs it."
Kiri had been sitting next to Alair and decided to butt in. "Which one, the desheviled Gryffindor? I applaude the man that gave her that. Or woman for that matter." The hip-looking teacher grinned and licked her lips at the thought.
"Bad Kiri, how many times do I have to tell you NOT to hit on students!" Alair growled at his sister, who pouted in responce.
"It's not my fault you're the one getting all the action, your poor older sister has no one to satisfy her woman desire!" She exclaimed melo-dramaticly.
Alair blushed but didn't argue the fact.

Even though Draco had done it thousands of time, it still made Alair blush when Draco kissed him. What made it really burn was the comment after it though. However, in the moments later when he saw Draco get too close to comfort by the Gryffindor girl, the hairs on the back of his back bristled. Kiri on the other hand found it rather amusing.
"HA, you see that? I'm not the only one who flirts with students!" The elder woman stated triumphantly. Alair sent her a death glare before slouching in his seat.
"Why can't people understand the meaning of the word 'pedifile'?" He grumbled to no one in particular. The poor brunette also had to watch what was supose to be his blonde beauty flirt with one of the straight teachers, making a spike of jelousey shoot threw him for a second time.
As if reading his thoughts, Kiri pated her brother on the head. "There there dear Alair, what your man said was true however. You do get an aweful lot of action, which is saying something being that this is an imfamous Malfoy we're talking about."
Alair continued to mope none the less. This was not going to be a good day for the young nurse.

Renee Sharp sat quietly at the end seat of the Slytherin table, making almost no noise at all, unless you could hear her quietly humming the song 'Cell Block Tango' from the muggle musical Chicago. It was one of her favorite, given her slight obsession with them. She picked at her food with her fork, taking rare small bites. She never had much of an appitite. While she did so, she surveyed the rest of the student through the loose blood red bangs that rested in front of her eyes. They were bustling about. As were the teachers, which was rather strange as they did not normally do so. Shrugging to herself, she returned to her food and running through all the songs in Chicago in her mind.

Domini Vida sat a few seats down the table from Draco, next to Kiri. She watched the events with some amusement, though decided to keep herself out of involvement. She always had to insert her thoughts into other people's conversations, a habit she was trying to break, and was actually doing rather well. Shaking her head and laughing a bit, she turned back to her meal and took a few bites, before looking up and around at the new and old students.

"Oh, Malfoy, look what you did to the poor girl! God! Alair, you need to control him..." Lucius huffs.