The Great Hall is set up beautifully, and the teachers sit near the walls to look over the children. There's also a couple of tables of food and drinks, and the stage is set up with a live band playing melodic music.
A man, well cleaned up and very handsome, walks up to the mic and taps it, making the room go silent as a feedback noise is fed through the stereos. "Ladies and Gentlemen. I hope you're having a good time. I know, it's a little slow, but don't leave until midnight! I promise, the night will end with a bang! Until then, we here at Silencio Records have a gift for you all here. If you could please give a very nice welcome to Valerie Knight and Victoria Torres up to the stage! Woo!"
- Good Girls do Bad Things sometimes."
Message Me - 17:16, March 1, 2018 (UTC)
Ugh, she was expecting this. Fi promised a well-deserved paycheck after revealing her 'talent' (Though it's not much of one) to her classmates. Slightly begrudgingly, Val walks up on stage, half-waving to everyone.
- freedom lies in being bold
Message Me - 21:50, February 24, 2018 (UTC)
"Not very much. Nothing's really going on here. The food is awesome though. So I guess that makes up for everything else. Honestly, I think I'd rather practice Quidditch right now."
Jackson GreerHufflepuff Third Year -Son of the Greers – 01:49, February 25, 2018 (UTC)
When he'd heard there was a ball, he'd showed up dressed in a well-fitted suit jacket, tie and slacks. His hair was neatly slicked back and he looked around to see if anyone had helped Poppy come down.
Clara DavidsonSlytherin Seventh Year - Slytherin Quidditch Captain -- – 01:49, February 25, 2018 (UTC)
The ball had sounded more fun than going home for Christmas. She was sure she couldn't invite Tessa, but that didn't mean she couldn't show up in a form-fitting, slightly revealing, dark green dress.
Regan BlackRavenclaw Sixth Year - Ravenclaw Quidditch Captain -Hope and Ferlen Black's daughter – 01:49, February 25, 2018 (UTC)~
She showed up wearing a white dress, that was more revealing than her Dad ever would've let her out of the house in. She hadn't exactly agreed to go with Peter... but she certainly hoped he was here.
He arrived, dressed as only a Rockefeller would-- very, very nicely. His tux was designer label, sent in from America. He knew it wouldn't mean much to the Brits here... but he knew who he was wearing. He was mostly here to make sure that no one tried to hit on Frances too much.
She arrived a bit later than Sterling, dressed in a dark blue mermaid style-dress with a slit up her left leg and dressy heels. Her hair was neatly done back in a curling over-the-shoulder style, weaving through the crowds to come to a halt close by Sterling. "Nice to see you here, stranger." Lílian remarked softly, eyes scanning the crowded room. Besides her, there was a smaller student holding her hand tightly.
She strode in, striking a figure in her black tux jacket, silvery-grey polo, black skirt, and peep-toe heels, hair loose down her back in natural waves. Texas moved through the crowd carefully, recongizing more students, and heading towards the banquet table, looking for her friends.
She walks into the Great Hall, trying not to feel too intimidated nor underdressed by the elegant set-up. She looks beautiful, but she doesn't think it's enough. Biting her lip out of anxiousness, Laila moves to the sides, a little unsure as to what to do or who to approach.
- “We have nothing to lose and a world to see,” Message Me - 19:16, February 25, 2018 (UTC)
She's also come in a designer dress, though she's unsure whether any Brit here will recognize it. It's a lilac dress, with a deep v-neck that probably shows more cleavage than Frances had originally asked for. She arrives lateer than Sterling, which has her feeling a little guilty, but when she sees him, she immediately beams and approaches him. "S! You sure look dapper."
- "somebody's taking care of all of the mess I've made," Message Me - 19:16, February 25, 2018 (UTC)
She had, as a matter of fact, received help - from dress shopping to makeup all the way to getting her down here. She wasn't wearing a dress per se, wanting to avoid any potential instances where she would fall. That said, she didn't come looking casual, either. Not according to the Hufflepuff that had helped her out, anyways. She's standing by a wall, nerves written all over her face. It hadn't occurred to her that she'd have difficulty finding her friends.
- “Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none,” Message Me - 19:16, February 25, 2018 (UTC)
If you ask Ollie, he did his mother and father proud. He hadn't wanted to go all out for this bash, but to be fair, the year had kind of sucked, so maybe he'd be able to at least end it with a bang. He walks in, looking around to see if he spots any of his friends.
He returned her smile kind of awkwardly, rocking back and forth on his heels. “Uhh, I’m sorry that I didn’t really protect you as much as I should’ve during the Quidditch match. The twins were going hard on me.” He twisted his hands together out of nervousness, waiting for her response.
Pretty dress? Check. Hair and makeup done well? Check. And... a rainbow rose tucked in between her ear? Well, that part some people might not approve of, but Phyllis honestly doesn't care enough at this point. It finished the set and honestly, it looked beautiful on her.
Since her and Regan were staying for the holidays she'd been happy to hear there would be something more than just Christmas activities. She'd be in a conservative deep green dress that was floor length but that showed her shoulders a little and really brought out her red hair and green eyes. She didn't expect to actually do any dancing...she wasn't that close to any guys but she'd find a place to sit and enjoy listening to the band play.
He'd be wearing a tux that was practically identical to Sterling's...just smaller. He'd have a happy grin on his face as he moved around the room talking to people. This sort of party was his element.
Jackson GreerHufflepuff Third Year -Son of the Greers – 00:08, February 27, 2018 (UTC)~
He'd been keeping one eye trained on the door and when he saw Poppy come in he swiftly moved over. "You look..." he stammered before realizing he should announce himself. "Uh, hey, it's... it's Jackson."
- "somebody's taking care of all of the mess I've made," Message Me - 00:17, February 27, 2018 (UTC)
She's a little confused when she suddenly hears Jackson's stammers. Is he talking about me? she thinks. Honestly, it's times like these where she wishes she could see. "Hi, Jackson," she grins. "Does my outfit look great? No, really, I haven't seen myself," she snickers. "I know it's not a dress, which isn't maybe as pretty, but... I didn't really want to fall and make an idiot of myself."
He snickered slightly at Sterling's reaction, standing close by the siblings. "I'd personally bang that if I wasn't gay." Blair remarked with a bright laugh, teasing glint, showing that he meant no hard feelings with his comment.
- i am the one you left for dead
Message Me - 00:42, February 27, 2018 (UTC)
She reenters the Great Hall, fully visible this time (as she had come in here a while ago under a disillusionment charm to spike the punch, then exited and waited in the girl's bathroom for the invisibility to wear off). Juliet is wearing a dress that only barely breaks the dress code, surprisingly, looking for a familiar face in the crowd that isn't already talking to someone else.
He grinned carefully, holding his hands up in an innocent kind of way. “It was a roundabout compliment on how beautiful you look, Frances.” Blair said, turning to grin at a few other students he recognized. “Anyways, I'll see you around, There’s a few people I wanna talk to.” Blair headed off into the crowds.
He held his hands up in a surrendering position. "I said if I wasn't gay, take a chill pill, Rockefeller." Blair extracted himself from Sterling's grip, dusting off his sleeves carefully. "It was a roundabout compliment, she's a pretty girl in a pretty dress." He said, giving both a look. "I'd apologize if that's what you want from me."
"You keep your sleazeball comments about my sister to yourself, or we're going to have a major problem, do you understand?" He asked. He lowered his wand a fraction, but stepped into Blair's space. Two years made quite a difference in height... Sterling easily towered over Blair.
- “We have nothing to lose and a world to see,” Message Me - 02:53, February 28, 2018 (UTC)
She hadn't anticipated so much to happen within such a short span of time. Just barely able to shake herself out of her stupor, she can't help but feel annoyance at the remark Blair made. Not only did he say it in front of her brothers, but he made a joke about banging her. Above all else, she just felt thoroughly uncomfortable. She bites her lower lip. "S," she says, quietly, shaking her head. "Let's just... go."
- “I'm sorry, I can't hear you over my awesomeness,” Message Me - 02:53, February 28, 2018 (UTC)
He comes in a short while later, wearing a navy blazer, a white and light blue button up (the first 3 were undone) and fitted white dress pants. Overall, he'd cleaned up nicely without overdoing it. Spotting Juliet, he feels himself begin to smirk. "Hey, Jules," he acknowledges her as he nears her. "You look beautiful."
He sneered at Blair. "Next time I won't be so nice," he said before moving back to his sister. He slipped off his suit jacket and offered it to her. "Yeah, didn't realize we'd be hanging out with rape-y trash here at Hogwarts."
- “We have nothing to lose and a world to see,” Message Me - 20:11, February 28, 2018 (UTC)
Frances feels... sick. She bites her lip, wordlessly accepting her brother's jacket and draping it over her shoulders. It did a good job at covering the v-line. Ducking her head, she turns to head out, her night thoroughly ruined.
- “I’m so pretty, so beautiful it makes you sad. Too beautiful cute to handle.” Message Me - 00:22, March 1, 2018 (UTC)
He popped out from behind his twin, his outfit matching with Kai's but the colours being complimentary. Kie grins as he spots Julie as well and sends her a wink. "Thought you couldn't become more beautiful but of course you proved me wrong~"
- i am the one you left for dead
Message Me - 14:42, March 1, 2018 (UTC)
"Aw, Kieran, you're so gorgeous I might die." she only slightly exaggerates as she giggles, happy to be with her friends. "Is there someone special you're trying to impress?" she asks, a mischievous glint in her eye.
- “I'm sorry, I can't hear you over my awesomeness,” Message Me - 17:14, March 1, 2018 (UTC)
He places a hand at the small of Juliet's back whilst she converses with Kieran. The movement seems casual, but really, he's internally dying. "Nah, Kieran?" he grins. "He doesn't have to dress to impress. He already impresses every day," he wiggles his eyebrows. "I have one cute little brother."
She arrives at the ball, looking as dashing as ever. The dress is a little tight, and a little revealing what with the slit down the side, but she looks perfect. She smells of vanilla, if not a little bit like smoke from her cigarette. She looks around, searching out someone to maybe approach, like her brother or her sister.
- “I’m so pretty, so beautiful it makes you sad. Too beautiful cute to handle.” Message Me - 21:21, March 1, 2018 (UTC)
"That'd be real unfortunate, we don't want the world average for beauty to be cut in more than half because you departed, m'lady." At the mention of someone special, a certain someone appeared in his mind's eye before he quickly dismisses it. Wouldn't want to give these two blackmail material. "Ah while it is true that I impress every day and that I'm pretty damn cute, it doesn't hurt to put on more effort for this grand occassion~ Who knows, I might be able to catch the eye of someone and kickstart my beautiful love story.
- i am the one you left for dead
Message Me - 22:45, March 1, 2018 (UTC)
When she feels Kaiden's hand on her back, panic hits her quick, before she finally relaxes into the touch. "You're already pretty eye-catching, so you never know! Maybe you'll actually end up kissing someone at midnight!" she says, glancing to the stage as the performers go up. "Can't believe it'll be the new year in a couple hours -- feels like everything went by so fast."
- “Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none,” Message Me - 00:03, March 1, 2018 (UTC)
He was pretty sure the punch had been spiked. It tasted... weird. And he felt funny. So he'd opted for avoiding it altogether, and warning his friends. He'd caught them all, except Twyla. It's why he was so relieved to finally spot. "Twyla!"
- "We are all just trying to find some color in this black and white world." Message Me
Twyla couldn't help the blush of pink that dusted her cheeks and quickly tried to hide it with a casual sip of the punch until his words stopped her in her tracks. A contorted look of disgust and amusement pulled at her features before she let out a little giggle. "As enthralling as getting drunk at a school function sounds," she said sarcastically before setting the cup down, "maybe some water would be best?"
Gus and Elsa
Elsa VKSixth Year Gryffindor ღ Daddy's Girl -"He's a Keeper. She's a Catch." – 17:09, February 26, 2018 (UTC)~
After making her rounds of saying 'hey' to people, and making sure Blair was faring well after his injury in their last match, Elsa heads towards the food table with her sister, playfully teasing her sister with foods she disliked - Shrimp cocktail in particular.
"Yeah, right." He grins up at her. "Your team may be pretty good this year," good was an understatement when it came to how well they did against hufflepuff, "but it's not nearly as good as Slytherin."
Elsa VKSixth Year Gryffindor ღ Daddy's Girl -"He's a Keeper. She's a Catch." – 23:31, March 1, 2018 (UTC)
"Says the guy who lost to Ravenclaw." She chuckles. "Just you wait."
He quickly answers back saying, "And you're keeping what? The fact that you're to scared to admit that Slytherin's team is clearly better then Gryffindor's?" He's grinning at the same time she is.
Elsa VKSixth Year Gryffindor ღ Daddy's Girl -"He's a Keeper. She's a Catch." – 21:01, March 2, 2018 (UTC)
"I guess we'll just have to see who beats who when the time comes~" She sing-songs. "Until then... Remember who won their last match, and who lost." She points at herself, then him, respectively, still smirking.
"I guess so." Changing the subject, he then adds, "honestly, you don't strike me as a person who would be into dances like this." He moves his gaze from her to the middle of the room, where everyone was dancing.
Elsa VKSixth Year Gryffindor ღ Daddy's Girl -"He's a Keeper. She's a Catch." – 22:09, March 2, 2018 (UTC)~
"These types of parties? No, not really... I'm kind of more into the Club Mute scene. But, my sister, Ana, wanted to come, so we came."
He nods toward her direction, while sending a small smile as well. "That's cool. So she started school this year. What house?"
Elsa VKSixth Year Gryffindor ღ Daddy's Girl -"He's a Keeper. She's a Catch." – 19:45, March 4, 2018 (UTC)
"No chocolate, Ana. You have enough trouble sleeping." She gave her sister a stern look when Ana stuffed a chocolate truffle in her mouth. Then, she looked back to Gus. "Yours, actually. She's a Slytherin."
Once they get to the dance floor, Gus says, "Okay teacher, tell me all you know because I'm already lost."
Elsa VKSixth Year Gryffindor ღ Daddy's Girl -"He's a Keeper. She's a Catch." – 01:27, March 6, 2018 (UTC)
Elsa chuckles in response. "Okay, luckily this song isn't slow, so it won't be super awkward for your first dance. Since I'm not sure how else to start... Just follow me, I guess." She shrugs, and starts moving along with the music.