The curtains rustled again, sparking cheers and jibes from the audience, which turned to boos and awes when they realized the play wasn’t starting just yet. A flurry of madness that surpassed the grandeur of the yule ball was being unleashed backstage. Everyone was running about tweaking costumes, props, stage devices, practicing lines, warming up vocals, stretching, or vomiting. Luna was yodeling in a corner to prepare her voice for her lines. Roger Davies was arguing about his delivery with some other Ravenclaw student.