Farewell, Slytherins! P.S: You Still Suck.
Hello, Slytherins! We're sure you'll all agree that this school year has been an interesting one, bringing us a variety of both highs we've enjoyed and lows we've taken on the chin and learned from. But before we reflect on the year we've had, we at The Parselmouth would like to pay tribute to Hufflepuff's Margo Ward, who was tragically killed on our grounds one year ago. Margo's death was an unpredictable and spontaneous event which affected the hearts of many here at Hogwarts. She was a wonderful student, classmate and - most importantly - friend, with the potential to accomplish anything she desired. May Margo Ward's memory forever live on in our new and spectacular Memorial Garden, set up by our hardworking Professors and this year's Head Boy and Girl. So - this year at Hogwarts. The highs: Slytherin's Alexis Endicus was awarded the Head Girl badge (and managed to keep it all year, despite concerns), Professor Wollice managed to retain her job as Slytherin's Head of House (we knew she could do it!), no one in Slytherin got shackled by Flamel (that we know of) and no one actually died. We've had a pretty successful year, then, right? WRONG. Do you lovely readers recall when, at the beginning of this year, your humble Parselmouth writers urged you to take advantage of your Salazar-born drive for success to bring glory to our House before the echo of our magnificent failures awoke Salazar himself from his grave? Do you recall how these writers were even kind enough to offer you a number of tips on how to achieve this? If the answer is no - shame on you. However, if the answer is yes, then... shame on you! You didn't do better. And Salazar's pissed-off spirit is probably on its way to Hogwarts right now to put us all out of our misery before we taint his name forever. Let's start with dueling. Is it really that hard to take some time out of your hormone based schedules, to skip that one snogging session - or even to postpone that three o'clock broom closet appointment - to sneak down to the dueling chamber for a duel or three? The tournament finished and we only had six participants. Or... maybe a couple more than six. Who even knows and cares any more? It's just common knowledge that Slytherin - a house which was once home to numerous talented duelists - now sucks at dueling. But if you thought it couldn't get any worse than that, then brace yourself for a loud and heartfelt WRONG again. Our dear Quidditch captains claim that we never intended to win this year, or last, or the year before that, because our team took a hit and we needed some time to rebuild. Fair point. Rebuilding is good. But let's remove all the layers of Honeydukes' finest sugar and spell it out for you spectators: our team consists primarily of children barely out of their diapers, while our oldest players were three fifth years (Endicus doesn't count, she isn't really a player). In short - we suck. Or maybe Hank Chamberlain just needs to stop wallowing in his manpain and focus. We lost against Gryffindor. Okay, we accept that. Gryffindor is good. We lost against Ravenclaw. Okay, we accept that. Julia is sharp (and hot). And we lost against Hufflepuff. Okay, we accept that---NOT. I repeat: WE. LOST. AGAINST. HUFFLEPUFF! Enough said. But what we lacked in Quidditch match wins and dueling tournament participants, we certainly made up for in Parselmouth Articles! Maybe everyone on our failing Quidditch team should jump ship and write for us instead of flying around on that pitch you never win on. (No, but really, anyone who wants to write for us next year is welcome...) And finally, we couldn't possibly forget our graduating seventh years! So to Aara, Alexa, Alexis, Arieda, Asher, Edward, Ewan, Emery and Kerr - good luck and have fun. Don't let the real world swallow you whole... Thanks for a wonderful school year, Parselmouth readers, and we're already looking forward to bringing you another year's worth of news and gossip next year! written by Asia Chadwick and Vaughn Knightly











