Squirming slightly in her seat, Poppy applauded along with the rest as Aman accepted her award. Unsure as to how she made it here, when last she was aware she was comfortably asleep on a chair in the Great Hall, she diverted her attention to gazing around the crowd.
Most had sobered down by now, or at worst were nursing a hangover. Quickly glancing upwards to check no elves were swinging madly around on a chandelier, Poppy curled up in her seat and once more fell asleep for the night.
[ May 05, 2003: Message edited by: *Varda* ]
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