Parents Day! Come and mingle~

[shnpc]

WHO: Students and their Parents and also Teachers.
TONE: Fun, cute, familial.
RATING: G to PG-13
WHEN: March 18th, throughout the day. But also evening in the Great Hall
WHERE: Great Hall or anywhere in the school.
WHAT: Parents are visiting! There's a party in the Great Hall around dinner time where everyone can get together in one place. Get your parental mingle on! And have fun.
STATUS: Ongoing! Use whatever tag format you want!

Feel free to make your own threads, or tag reply to the Great Hall thread. Go nuts!

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Great Hall, Evening.

[shnpc]

[easilyfascinated]

[Present and accounted for: One former Ministry worker, who, for the record, is not a good cook.

So this meal? Pretty much a delight to him. Of course, he still keeps up table manners.

Also notably NOT sitting with certain Russians who like to swear too much. And keeping an eye on Stitch.]

[getthat_out_ofyourmouth]

<sub>[Here he comes, speaking of certain overweight Russians with coarse vocabularies, hat in hand (metaphorically).

That's right, he realized that he was a dick earlier, and he's come to (try) to make it better.

He motions to the seat next to Wendell.]</sub>

Is seat taken?

[easilyfascinated]

...

[A huffy sigh as Wendell pointedly looks away.]

Nobody's sitting there.

[getthat_out_ofyourmouth]

_{[The wooden seat creaks a little as he settles himself on it.]}

I was... Wrong. Earlier.

[wandsr4wimps]

[Feel that tap on your shoulder, Pleakley? The prodding finger in question is attached to a second year Gryffindor who is beaming with an excited grin that is almost blisteringly genuine.]

Are you Stitch's mom?

[easilyfascinated]

AAAAH! WHAT?!

[Yes, at first the jumpy Wendell is too shocked to realize what Finn said, but once he does... He promptly laughs awkwardly.]

Oh! No! No, no, no! I'm his...

[...How to explain?]

I live with Stitch and his... [A beat.] Father.

[wandsr4wimps]

Oh snap! I'm sorry, I totally didn't mean to startle you! I was just all, "Oh man, Stitch keeps looking over there all shifty-like" and when it clicked who you might be, I was super psyched to say hi.

[Here, have another big doofy grin.]

Well, even if you're not his mom-mom, you're here on family day, right? So that's gotta count for something!

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

[One Dierdre Vantas-Leijon is present and happily wandering around the hall, trying to catch up with the goings-on here at Hogwarts and spot Karkat or Nepeta in this crowd. Sure, Karkat isn't her child persay but that wouldn't stop her from treating him like hers.]

casually tags you everywhere

[nosigntospeakof]

[Remember those feels from earlier? Yeah, those are being shoved down into the pit of his stomach for the rest of the day. He'll regret it later but for now he's scooping up his beautiful wife and whipping her onto his back like they're back in Seventh year.]

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

[There's a little squeal and she clings to his back for a moment. She hits his shoulder even as she giggles]

S-Sal, we're not teenagers anymore. You are a teach--hee--a teacher--[No she broke down giggling. Being professional is HARD]

[nosigntospeakof]

Even a teacher can take five minutes to piggy back his wife around the grounds.

[Being professional is entirely overrated.]

[nosigntospeakof]

[Curious how your kid is doing in History of Magic? This is your guy!]

[grandhighwizard]

Are you enjoying all this, Vantas? [Rhys certainly is!]

[nosigntospeakof]

For the most part yes. It's been certainly an experience.

[grandhighwizard]

Ha, that's one way of putting it! Quite a few new ghosts ... [looking out over the hall, he grins suddenly] The outpouring of teen angst over the journals tomorrow should be fun, too.

[getthat_out_ofyourmouth]

<sub>[Jumba is determined to get Stitch's progress report from all of his professors. Especially now that he's also worried about him, on top of everything.]

[So here, Professor Vantas, have an enormous Russian.]</sub>

You are one on journals who was saying you wanted to give progress reports of students, yes?

[nosigntospeakof]

[Hello, enormous Russian. You're kind of intimidating and towering over this tiny history teacher but he doesn't give a fuck. He's going to smile and treat you like any other parent.]

Yes, I'm Professor Vantas. I teach History of Magic.

[getthat_out_ofyourmouth]

_{[Well good! Because Dr. Jookiba is in a good mood, so he's going to smile and offer his hand in greeting himself.]}

I am Dr. Jumba Jookiba. My, ah, my little Stefan is being in your class, I believe.

[shellfishlovver]

[This guy is looking expectantly around the Slytherin side of things. He's already set himself up for failure but it's been a terribly long time since he's seen Eridan and he's curious as to whether he may be surprised by him.

Not likely.]

[yerawwizarderi]

[Eridan didn't even think he was going to show up. Let's face it, Dualscar hasn't been the best dad. He's dragged himself out of the dungeons more or less because maybe he might get Fef's attention as she's trying to avoid her admittedly a pain in the ass mother.

Which leaves him practicing his best wall-propping impression, sulking moodily.]

[shellfishlovver]

[Look at that sulky boy, he certainly has no idea where he got that attitude from. Must have been his Mother.

He makes his way toward him and greets him with a nod.]

What a huge surprise it is to see my son here. I thought you were goin' to hide all day.

[condescendence]

[Totes just here to be seen. And wear clothes with plunging necklines to the banquet.

Don't step on her hair. Even if it trails like two feet behind her. It's probably obvious, from that alone, that she's Feferi's mother- even if the resemblance begins and ends with the physical, because she's pretty good at looking down her nose.]

[shellfishlovver]

[Aaaaand he could pick her out of any crowd. He strides next to her, glancing at her from the corner of his eye.]

Evening.

You know they don't sell children here, miss. And they would surely notice if you attempted to snatch one...

[condescendence]

[Ah, him. She remembers him, perhaps a bit more clearly than she'd like for what was essentially an attempt to get herself an heir for her empire.]

Fortunately for me, I already happen to own one. Don't tell me you've failed to notice the resemblance.

[Feferi is only Condi in miniature.]