Wonderland Waltz 2026 Spring Ball

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tag/s✧.* @Salim Wolde	wc✧.* 353/200	ooc note✧.*
date✧.* 28.04.2026	outfit✧.* Reducio	speech✧.* Sissy -, Salim -

code by ara villa

Stamina: 5 | Evasion: 4 | Strength: 2 | Wisdom: 7 | Arcane Power: 9 | Accuracy: 3
Abilities: Parselmouth

Oh, how time flies now that after years she finally returned to the good for nothing spring ball they keep having even though disaster somehow always happened in these types of events. Because of that, Pea always somehow manages to skip this type of dance, possibly due to past traumas. But today is a little different. Because today, finally, she can proclaim the victory of having succeeded at catching the hearts of two lovely ladies.

She was not completely excited to come here, but it was only because of Ebony and Lottie, that she allowed herself to come. Yes, is it worrisome that they did not know about Pea's scheme of dating both of them without their own knowledge and now they are about to be at the same place at the same time as her?

Not to worry, the Slytherin girl does have a plan.

It was pretty simple... basically, just trying to keep each other as far as possible. And all she had to do is just go back and forth every several minutes or so to prevent suspicion.

Sound easy, right? it was a brilliant plan, she thought to herself.

Pea arrives wearing a red dress. It was pretty simple in Pea standard, with red and black plaid design and a little ruffle at the collar. She was trying to channel the red queen to match the "wonderland" theme, but still make it a little subtle so as not to make her the center of attention, since her look doesn't particularly fit the secretive and covert type. Pea also wears a black hat with her hair up, to even mask her freakishly bright hair and blue eyes that would be easily recognizable for miles away. What she only wished for was that this outfit would make her blend into the crowd seamlessly, so that the two girls would have difficulties finding her when they're not with Pea.

Now that it's show time. She just needs to wait for one of them to show up. She went to the table of the black spades and grabbed a glass of lemonade. Before she realizes she has gulped the cup in seconds. Is she that nervous? It is so unlike her to be this anxious.

I did not want to be at the ball. Actually, that was incorrect. I wanted to be at the ball, just not wearing this outfit.
I had been given the pleasure of being part of the planning committee, the only international student.
As I walked in, I saw lots of students, who were most likely from Hogwarts. There was one Beauxbatons student, in the quidditch team with me, who I saw with a very blonde and excitable girl probably my age.
I walked past a fellow member of the planning team, Erast, and smiled at him, before walking over to the food tables. There was no way that I was going to eat anything from them, knowing too much from planning the ball. But, it was a good place to stand.
I fiddled slightly with the dress that my Grandma had made me promise to wear. It was extremely flowy, and eye-catching, neither of which were things I particularly enjoyed. But, I did have to admit that it suited me, with the gold and red. It looked like I was walking through a cloud of fire. But, what my grandma didn’t need to know was that I was wearing my favourite denim jacket over the top.
I looked around some more, my uncovered eye brushing over the crowd. Suddenly I stopped, and looked at a couple standing near me at the drinks table. It was the girl I had met earlier that day, Tes, who was standing with a boy from another school, Salim, who I was supposed to have done the bobsledding with. I stifled a laugh at them staring into each others eyes, and smiled a bit at Tes giving out a small laugh.
I looked round some more - would something exciting just happen!

Word Count Reducio 592

Action Reducio Drinking some lemonade (Moderated?) and talking to Cinder

Stats/Abilities Reducio Stamina: 4 Evasion: 6 Strength: 5 Wisdom: 8 Arcane Power: 5 Accuracy: 7

Interacting With: Reducio @Cinder Blaze

Mentioning: Reducio @Aamon Athanatos @Tina Carille @Angel Dayes @Tes Cadell

OOC note:

Reducio

1) At this point in the school year, Dido is not thinking at all clearly about people (especially Ravenclaws) and while everything said is true in her own belief, she is often very wrong/skewed.

She hadn’t quite intended to go to the ball. Well, Dido had wanted to go when she first heard there would be another ball in the year, especially after having missed the first. She then wanted to even more when she looked through her clothes and found a summer dress which wasn’t quite right for a ball but would work for the garden-party style it seemed like the ball was going for. Then, for a few days, she had decided she would not go, for little to no reason other than childish stubbornness. Then she wanted to go again. And vice versa.

When she had entered the Maze earlier in the day, Dido had still been intending to turn up, even if just for a little while. But after the maze? After her… little incident with Tina Carille? Dido wasn’t quite in the right frame of mind to attend a party.

But, of course, Dido was, at heart, a girl who loved people. She loved spending time with people and talking to people and talking about people and hearing them talk to and about her in turn. So, despite her final tearstained choice to not go, Dido somehow ended up dressed in her blue and yellow summer dress, standing just outside the courtyard.

She took a deep breath, wiping the final imagined residue of tears from her face, even though she had stopped crying more than an hour before, and stepped out into the courtyard. It was… beautiful. Not quite feeling comfortable standing with empty hands, Dido crossed to the drinks table, picked up a lemonade and took a few sips to ensure it wouldn’t spill over the edge if she moved.

As she did, Dido looked around the courtyard, noticing several people she recognised. Rosalyn was wearing her usual grin, Angel, who still had something off about her, was standing with Aamon- the second year Dido may have occasionally wished a temporary but physically debilitating illness upon in the hopes it would open up a space on the Quidditch Team. To her surprise, Tes was chatting animatedly to a boy Dido didn’t recognise. It was strange to see Tes like that. It almost made her forget to be terrified of what Tes could do to Dido if she wanted. Almost. And then, scanning across the room, Dido saw Tina.

She immediately looked away, turned away and started heading in the opposite direction with such determination. As Dido marched, she stared straight ahead, so focused on ignoring and avoiding the notice of Tina. She was, in fact, so focused that she didn’t immediately realise she had been staring at a girl and heading in her direction until it was far too late.

Fortunately, Dido stopped herself a few feet from crashing into said girl and almost froze in mortification. However, unusually for Dido, her adrenaline response was oddly helpful and immediately supplied her with a decent plan. She would just ask the girl to dance! Simple! After all, people were already pairing up for dances, the girl seemed unattached, Dido was, obviously, unattached, and-

“Hi!” Dido blurted out, already failing in her watertight plan, “I-I just wanted to say…” Dido glanced back at Tina before turning to the girl, smiling brightly and continuing in a far more confident tone, “I just wanted to tell you your dress is awesome. Especially with the jacket.”

Dido looked at the girl, trying to recognise her but… nope. Almost certainly not Hogwarts. Good.

“I’m Dido, by the way. You're from one of the visiting schools, right?”

Japanese -English - Thoughts

Hikari noticed the lights first.

Crystal chandeliers dotted the sky above his head, casting a soft glow across the venue. Fairy lights stretched in every direction he turned, strung between branches, looped around pillars, draped over railings in a way that seemed to suggest effort without precision.

Careful imperfection.

The courtyard had been transformed for the occasion. Although perhaps transformed was a bit of an overstatement. The layout was the same, and the stone was still stone. The air carried the familiar evening chill.

Only now it was layered: light over shadow and music over silence.

His gaze drifted without settling, skimming over the crowds. Groups formed and dissolved. Laughter rose too quickly, faded just as easily.

Eventually his attention settled near the ends of the courtyard, where rose bushes framed the sides. It was there that something caught, an unnatural metallic sheen clinging to the flowers. Hikari's focus lingered there, confusion threading through his thoughts.

The explanation came a second later as the roses shifted color, blending from a deep crimson to a pale white, and then returning again, as though caught in an endless loop.

The illusion held his attention for only a moment longer before he turned away, the answer filed and set aside without further thought.

His fingers brushed against a crease in his cuff and he straightened it without much thought, smoothening over his sleeve in the process. The light caught on his suit, the rich green softening where the light settled. Chains hung joined to the black collar, a firm but unfamiliar weight across his right shoulder.

His mother and brother had taken the liberty of picking out the outfit for him. Hikari had to admit it was better than the bright blue he'd ended up wearing last time.

His attention shifted, to the figure next to him.

Akari; his presence familiar and comforting. And... difficult to ignore.

Deep red layered over a bright white, the contrast sharp and eye-catching. The fabric carried a heavier weight to it, most prominent in the flowing cape that fell from his shoulders. Intricate patterns traced the material, impossible to overlook.

While Hikari's attire was muted, his friend's was borderline theatrical.

It suited him perfectly.

"Anywhere specific you want to go?" Hikari asked quietly, leaving it to the latter to start off their evening.

Action: Entering the ball with Akari
Stats: Sta: 6 | Eva: 7 | Str: 4 | Wis: 8 | Arc: 3 | Acc: 7
Abilities: Metamorphmagus: Skilled Transfigurer| The Keen Eye

Open to interactions
Mentioning: @Hanako Tone

Blue in English, Red in Korean

“I still can't believe my mother snitched on me.” Eun-ji muttered under her breath for what seemed like thousandth time. Beside her, she could feel Ye-jun rolling his eyes before it actually happened. The two of them entered the courtyard like something out of a fairytale, graceful, composed and fancy enough to look almost untouchable. And yet their mood was hardly joyful. It was a performance they knew by heart.

“Come on, cousin,” Ye-jun said, his tone easy and familiar. “She had never done it before. She just wanted me to look out for you.” Ah yes…of course he’d say that. He knew how to be diplomatic and wrap even the ugliest of truths neatly to make them appear less harmful. It wasn’t often that he did so, but this was about preserving family relationships, so she expected as much. At least he didn't try too hard to defend her mother. “See? Even you can't deny it.” Her smile was thin and sharp. “She could have asked you to look out for me without giving you the details. It's not like you would refuse otherwise.” Her cousin clearly couldn't dispute that statement either. Eun-ji knew he'd burn the world down if it meant he kept his family from freezing. Something he would confirm himself soon after. “Besides, Hogwarts is where I'm content. I don't need to be looked after here. She just wants you to monitor me. Likely chose the pretty words to make herself feel better.”

Ye-jun shrugged in response. “Didn't my father ask the same of you? We can just pretend to keep an eye on each other without reporting anything.” He offered with a grin before his expression morphed into something more serious. “But you have to admit...what you did was pretty fucked up.” Right, aside from the times when he switched on his negotiating side, her cousin was never one to honey his words. He was tactful and charming when situation called for it but always remained real when it was just the two of them. Eun-ji was grateful for that quality even if it stung at times. After all, she never shied away from the truth no matter how ill-favored it was. Didn’t mean she would just stand there and take it. “I don't want to hear that from a guy, who nearly beat his schoolmate to death.” She retorted in kind, pleased to see the boy took no offense at being called out. “Fair. I guess we both grew up to be quite a disaster.” The witch huffed in amusement and shook her head. “Look at us. We used to be such good kids.” It was hard to connect that version of herself with her current self and judging from the look on his face, her companion felt the same.

Around them, the courtyard glittered with lights, magic woven into every detail. It was truly a sight to behold but, due to her extensive experience with Hogwarts balls, all Eun-ji could think about was how long it would last before the next disaster happened. Her gaze flickered through the crowd, subconsciously searching for any hints of light blue. She wasn’t entirely sure whether she actually wanted to find Hana or not. Her heart yearned to catch a glimpse and see if he was going to keep his promise but she was also afraid. Afraid to see him prancing around laughing and giving flowers to anyone pretty enough to catch his eye. The feeling twisted inside her chest, tight and unpleasant. Love was a cruel mistress. It made her feel small and petty and she didn't like it one bit.

“Looking for someone?” Ye-jun’s voice pulled Eun-ji back from the mess of her thoughts. Damn the boy. Couldn’t he let her off the hook for once? “No…just appreciating the scenery.” She lied, all too aware that the he wouldn’t believe it for a second. “You?” She fired back to keep him off her back. After all, two could play that game, she just hoped the whole evening wouldn’t be spent in this spirit. That just sounded tiring.

Enchanted satchel: Muggle first aid kit, Bruise Removal Paste, Burn Healing Paste, Murtlap Essence, Calming Draught, Revive Potion, Wound Cleaning Potion, Blood Replenishing Potion and Essence of Dittany
Action: Entering the Wonderland Waltz with her cousin (Ye-jun Lee)

Open to interactions
Mentioning: @Tone Bakugo and briefly @Hanako Tone

Violet in English, Red in Korean and Blue in French

It took more effort than it should have to get Eun-ji to come with him tonight. Ye-jun had almost asked Tone but when he got the call from his aunt, he knew he had to stick with his cousin this time. Stubborn as she was, she pretended to be okay, but he knew her tells. He saw the way her shoulders set like she was bracing for something that hadn’t even happen yet. Or maybe it did. Ye-jun doubted she would tell him. Point was, nothing about her situation was okay. He couldn’t do anything to fix it for her, no longer even pretended to try…but he sure as hell could be there for her. It didn’t feel like enough, but it was all he had.

Even as they arrived at the event, Eun-ji was still bitter about her mother. Not loudly. Not dramatically. Just…constantly. Like a catchy song stuck in her head on repeat. Ye-jun understood since he was facing a similar position with his father, but he didn’t want to add more fuel into the fire, so he initially tried to defend his aunt…kind of. If he was being honest, his heart was not really in it. She did jack shit for her daughter for the last few years and now expected him to fight her battles? Even he felt the unfairness of it. Lucky for her, just like Eun-ji pointed out, he was always eager to step up when it came to his family.

“Guilty as charged. But protecting people dear to my heart is something I will never apologize for.” Not that she ever asked him to. The Ravenclaw just didn’t like it when people meddled in her private affairs. She didn’t like to be managed or handled. Understandably so. “But you have to admit...what you did was pretty fucked up.” The Beauxbatons student couldn’t help pointing out, because apparently he was incapable of leaving things alone. Even if it meant being called out on his own bullshit. Which Eun-ji did of course. “I don't want to hear that from a guy, who nearly beat his schoolmate to death.” No sugarcoating then... Still, he wasn’t angry. He had no right to be when he himself hated this new violent side of him. It was worse that he was so strong physically yet felt so powerless when it came to staying in control. He could feel it. How he didn’t trust himself the way he used to. “Hey,” he said, his voice a little softer. “We are still young. There is a slim chance we won’t be disasters forever.”

They went quiet after that. Not uncomfortable quiet. Just a brief moment of silence where they subtly surveyed their surroundings. Both of them impressed but neither of them particularly invested in the embellishment of the castle courtyard. “Looking for someone?” Ye-jun asked like the hypocrite he was. Once again thinking about the Hydrangea keychain tucked away safely in his suit pocket. A flower symbolizing gratefulness accompanied by a small golden circular plate adorned with a broom and a pair of boxing gloves. A custom design to represent his and Tone’s passions.

The lie coming from Eun-ji’s lips in response to his query was hardly unexpected though this time, the Beauxbatons student didn’t press the matter. He had no interest in embarrassing or hurting his cousin. He may not have been particularly fond of the boy she liked but he promised to behave. For as long as the boy didn’t cross any lines of course. “Me?” Ye-jun’s gaze drifted back to his cousin’s face before smiling casually. “...Maybe. I’m sticking with you this evening but that doesn’t mean I’m going to ignore my friend.” He finally replied. At last, something positive to talk about.

Action: entering the Wonderland Waltz with his cousin (Eun-ji Lee Hunt)