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Opening Feast: Slytherin Table - Galen MacLean - 08-30-2026
Slytherin Table
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The Slytherin table is situated on the far left of the room when entering the Great Hall, with Ravenclaw on the right.
RE: Opening Feast: Slytherin Table - Gareth Emrys Prince - 09-02-2026
And so, it was starting all over again. Returning to London to catch the train had become a familiar routine. Leaving home, his father and house-elf, was a sadness he had come to accept; after all, he would get to see his school friends again, study new magic, and fight thrilling duels that were more or less legal. He just hoped the new year would bring fewer problems than the previous ones. Fewer murders, mad headmasters, or illegal sweets... That didn't mean one couldn't still joke about the year's potential disasters. The "misfortune pool" list that had circulated throughout his birthday party had traveled with him onto the train, then into the carriages, and finally into the Great Hall, where the sheet was still making the rounds. He was particularly curious to know who had suggested the Potions lab would explode, flooding the entire dungeon level and preventing the Snakes from accessing their common room.
Gareth sat at the large green-and-silver table, his back to the windows and his gaze fixed on the other three tables. His eyes darted about, searching for friends he hadn't run into on the train and scanning the teachers' table for any news. Were the professors the same as always, or were there new faces? Did they look ready for the new school year, too?
And what would the new students be like? He couldn't wait to see the new first-years make their entrance and experience the thrill of the Sorting. Would they get plenty of Snakes this year? Would their numbers help them win the House Cup? They had come so close last time! He would put in more effort; perhaps he could even volunteer as a prefect's assistant and help keep the newcomers on the straight and narrow. All for the glory of Salazar, of course.
RE: Opening Feast: Slytherin Table - Galen MacLean - 09-04-2026
This term felt different from the last, and not in a way Galen could easily explain. He knew the reasons; while the staff table was the same, and the Great Hall was the same, and the students were the same. The difference was something he didn’t agree with, and he’d said as much, but his opinions fell on deaf ears. Or ears of the man who decided this was what the students needed.
Galen had voted against the man.
But here he was.
MacLean looked at the final student as they were sorted into their house, not really paying enough attention to know if they were happy to be sorted into Gryffindor or not. Blackwood took his seat, Galen took a sip of his water, then stood to his feet.
He looked out at the newly sorted first years, almost laughing at the way little Fiona Blackwood was scowling at the Hufflepuff table when he saw her.
“Good evening,” he said and the hall quieted immediately. “For those of you who are new, welcome to Hogwarts. For those of you who are returning, welcome back.”
His blue eyes skimmed the room momentarily.
“Several updates for those who are returning. Many of you have been asking incessantly when Quidditch will be making its return, and I am pleased to announce that this term it is back. Professor Roisin Blackwood will be the coordinator for that, so please see her to sign-up.”
He paused, letting students get their excitement out.
“Additionally, a new course has been added to the curriculum this term. Wizarding Civics, taught by Professor Julia Barlowe, is mandatory for all Muggleborn students. It will be held on Wednesdays following your regular classes,” he said matter-of-factly. James Laurence had called it support. Galen called it something else.
Despite how he felt, nothing in his face moved and his voice gave nothing away.
“Every term, we select the students that you will look to for guidance. These students are as follows for this term: For Gryffindor, your Prefects are Eugene Miller* and Matilda Nordstrom. For Hufflepuff, your Prefects are Rodger Wilco* and Maevie Golding. In Ravenclaw, your Prefects are Brooks Garren and Kaitlyn Dwyer*. And in Slytherin, your Prefects are Robert Goldburg* and Elowen Blackwood*.” Galen waited for applause to die down. “Your Head Boy this term is Benji Laurence, and your Head Girl is Ruth Elliot.”
More applause. He waited.
“Now that is out of the way, enjoy your feast.”
As he sat, the tables filled with food.
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