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Hogwarts was great, as far as back-from-the-dead scenarios went. The classes were sparse but interesting, the food was good, and people were adequately prepared for the threat of evil-clowns. Hogwarts was so great, in fact, that it had taken Steph nearly two months to realize her social circle was pretty much composed of old(er!) male vigilantes. It was kind of like hanging out with your uncles, and no one else. The uncles were undoubtedly cool, but still! A gal needed variety.

This was unacceptable. Steph was likeable, dagnabbit! But meeting people was kind of hard. It wasn’t as if she could put up sign, wait around with cookies, and see who was interested.

Hm. Actually, that wasn’t the worst idea she’d ever had. Who didn’t like cookies? Or things written on posterboard?

Steph walked into the great hall, tacked up a sign, and put out cookies and punch (House elves were all kinds of awesome).