Secret Blossom Ball Event Finished

Scott's next words rather made Ana want to swoon for what felt like the millionth time. It wasn't only because of his compliment, it was the way that he was so considerate of both her feelings and Chad's. It really wasn't fair for him to be so good and kind as well as being that bloody handsome. Her cheek pinkened a bit and glanced at the ground. Scott said something else to the drag king. Ana couldn't hear exactly what it was, but it seemed to completely drive Chad off the rails.

Now, Anastasia understood the urge to be a good friend and protect your sweeter, more naive friend's heart. She didn't much like it, but she understood it. What she did not understand one bit was the explosion that came forth from her purple-clad companion. As far as Ana could remember, her few previous interactions with the Hufflepuff had been fairly pleasant. She didn't remember ever doing anything that would make Chad have a grudge against her(which was extremely rare for Ana). Other than being interested in Scott, she didn't think she had done anything to warrant this treatment, and she wasn't going to stand for it.

Except, there wasn't really a win in this situation. Scott was put in a terrible position, and Anastasia knew it was definitely not the best idea to cause issues between him and his best friend if she hoped for them to grow closer. She considered not saying anything, but as Chad continued, that ceased to be an option. Her jaw tightened and her vision turned red. What the hell was this? Had this ass been anyone other than Scott's best friend, Ana would have already cast a Slug vomiting curse and quite possibly stabbed said ass. However, that wasn't an option. She really had no options at the moment that didn't end badly for everyone. She was not about to put up with this treatment though, which meant she had to do something.

Once the rant appeared to have ended, Ana inhaled sharply before speaking. When she did speak, her voice was cold and she was glaring daggers. She was exercising unprecedented control over her emotions, but she would need to get out of this before she exploded. "Are you quite done?" she said quietly. "I don't know what your bloody problem is and you certainly can't speak to me this way."

She gathered her skirts and gave Scott a small smile. "I hope that the two of you have a lovely evening," she said before rather dramatically turning and walking away. Her skirt spun out spectacularly, which contributed to her exit. She was glad she had turned because her eyes were watering now. She honestly couldn't tell if this was from anger or disappointment. Even when Ami had messed up Ana's plan of confessing her feelings to Scott at the ball, Anastasia had still looked forward to spending time with the blond. What kind of person not only crashed an attempt at acknowledging a crush, and then took it upon themselves to do it on their own?

As she walked across the Pitch, it occurred to her that she didn't have a plan of where to go. She finally decided on the snack table, in hopes of coffee. She clearly deserved coffee after this. She scanned the room. She saw Rafa with the Hufflepuff, Lydia. Ana thought that the girl was fairly sweet. However, she was far too pretty, and Ana wondered if she might even be part Veela. She didn't want to ruin Rafa's time at the ball the way hers had been, so she continued walking to the food.

As she reached the oasis that was the table full of food, she noticed Ruby as well. However, Ruby also seemed to be having a lovely time, and she didn't want her foul mood to mess that up. She inhaled as she selected a cupcake and shoved the entire thing into her mouth. It was quite unladylike, but who cared? The sugary goodness made everything seem a bit better, and Anastasia continued attempting to calm herself down. It was a foreign experience, since, normally, she would just let her rage explode and deal with the consequences later. She was not about to let some nasty petty bitch (was it alright to call Chad a bitch? She decided that it was since she considered bitch to be a gender-neutral insult) completely take over her first big party back at Hogwarts after so long.

Glancing around her again, she caught sight of Dale at a near table, and couldn't help but smile. That suit was so absurd that somehow, she felt a bit better about her own problems. Not that it exactly looked bad on him, but he did look quite silly. Grabbing another cupcake and a cup of some drink she didn't recognize, she made her way over to his table. She wondered what kind of event didn't have coffee. That was really the worst part of her night thus far. "What are you doing all by yourself in a suit like that?" she said, her tone light. Teasing Dale made her feel a bit better, and anyway, she didn't think he minded too much. The suit really was something different.

Character Statistics: Stamina 5| Evasion 9| Strength 5| Wisdom 9| ArcPower 7| Accuracy 5|
Abilities: Lovely Creature, Fearless

Mentions: @Alexander Varellion

Interaction: @Elsian Cox

@Opeila Seilun @Thora Larkston @Hanako Tone @Althea Valeden

Under other circumstances, embarrassment would have dominated Calanthe’s emotions. But right now she could only feel a growing rage and a need to escape. To Shadowfell with the stands, I just need to get out of here.

Letting the remaining food fall from her grasp, Calanthe dusted herself off and tried picking herself up. A sharp pain registered in her lower back before she could get a foot off the around and she came tumbling back down on the same spot that was hurt. The witch bit back a screech that would have been loud enough to draw more than a few stares her way. The last thing she wanted was further attention drawn onto herself.

Calanthe sat on the ground for a few moments more, waiting for the pain to ebb away. She noticed some stains on her clothing from the cupcake frosting and cursed Pelor for the terrible night she was having. The pain eased up to the point where she could writhe on the pitch, crawl even, but she was too afraid to get up just yet. She was definitely not good with pain of any kind.

“Need some help there?” the voice was jolly and Calanthe looked up to see a hand extended in her direction. Great. The rage bubbled further within her chest and she looked up at her savior with eyes full of fire. Slapping his hand away with all her might, – which was not plenty, to be fair – she tried to get up again. The pain returned in full force but she pushed herself up unrelentingly.

“No thanks. I’m good,” it was not a hiss this time, but Calanthe intentionally lowered her voice. She began to walk away from the scene but the anxious feeling returned to her stomach. Turning back to note the fallen food marring the sight of the pitch, she debated with herself for a moment.

Just go pick it up. You clearly want to.

No way. Leave it there. Someone else will do it.

She probably stood there for longer than a minute, any further words from the boy trying to help her drowned out. Her decision came with heavy sigh and a stomp of her sneaker-clad foot on the ground as she returned to the food on the pitch and began gathering the things up. As she passed the boy though, she threw a sneer his way.

“Go away.”

INTERACTIONS
@Alexx Séverin | @Rosie Parker | @Reid Kovacs | @Cecily Quinn

Adam was relieved to find that Alexx was so nice. He'd been a little bit intimidated by her, in truth. She'd held so many prestigious roles at the school in such a short time that anyone would surely feel dwarfed by her presence, even if that person happened to be a taller-than-average fourteen-year-old. When she spoke, it reminded Adam of Max Avery, the pure-blooded Gryffindor who he'd only just started to make amends with. Alexx had that same formal way of talking that made Adam want to check his posture. Luckily, her smile was kind, and her words were kinder. It was a nice and relaxed conversation in the middle of an increasingly busy place. Too bad that the peace didn't last.

He couldn't hear his Hufflepuff friend call out over the noises of the crowd, but he certainly noticed her when she came barreling in to give him a hug. Adam turned to see the girl at the last second, and tried to call out her name in delight. He got halfway through it before it turned into a breathless "oof!" as she crashed into him, sending him rocking backwards dangerously on his heels. The declined cupcake flew out of his hand and landed sadly on the ground, but that was the least of Adam's worries as he struggled to regain his balance. If he fell over now, his dress robes were definitely going to get dirty, and chances were he'd take Rosie down with him. It would be a huge embarrassment in the first ten minutes of the ball. Fortunately, Adam was able to right himself as the cheery girl pulled away, and he gave her a relieved grin as she started to talk.

The other half of the dynamic duo walked up behind Rosie, greeting Adam and Alexx in a much more composed tone. Reid Kovacs and Rosie Parker. It made Adam happy to see them together, presumably watching each other's backs, and it made him especially happy to see them here at the party. He returned Reid's compliment gratefully, nodding to the new addition to his look. "Right back at you, Reid! I like the glasses. They make you look very respectable." When, after a moment, Alexx struck up a conversation with the Hufflepuff boy, Adam turned his attention to his back to Rosie. "I can't believe it's been so long! That's crazy! I miss hanging out with you, it's not the same being late to class without you as an excuse." The blond boy laughed, remembering all of the times that they'd almost missed a lesson getting distracted by something out on the grounds. Rosie was such a great friend -- she could make anything fun. Adam was relieved to hear that she had missed him as much as he'd missed her.

Speaking of missing people, the Ravenclaw boy was so wrapped up in his conversation that he didn't notice Cecily approach until she said his name. He turned to face her and smiled a hello, realizing that some of her stealth was attributed to her bare feet. It made him laugh to see Cecily without shoes on, because it was the last thing that he would've expected from the reluctant girl, but it was a hopeful sign that she was ready to have a good time. "Cecily! Hey, you found me! Sorry, I was going to meet back up with you, but..." Looking over at the other members of their growing group, he cleared his throat and gestured to her. "Do you guys know Cecily? This is Alexx and Rosie and Reid. We've all probably had classes or seen each other around, but, uh...yeah." Adam was suddenly realizing how unfit he was for the role of host, and he blushed red when Alexx piped up with a sly comment. He was sure she didn't mean it too harshly, but it made him acutely aware of the situation that he'd pretty much forced on the Slytherin girl.

"Right, uh, sorry." He laughed nervously and gave her an apologetic smile, hoping that she knew he meant it. He hadn't meant to ambush her like this, and he didn't want to stop her from enjoying the evening. Adam struggled to get back to a more comfortable place, trying to think of another conversation topic until he saw a girl snapping pictures towards the entrance of the pitch. "Hey, Alexx, it's too bad you can't write about any of this in the paper! It would make such a great story, but I doubt that by 'secret' they meant 'front page headline'. I guess it's more fun this way though, right?"

The sound of lively music caught his ear, and Adam wondered if anyone would be willing to get out there and dance with him. He liked being able to talk and catch up, but it was a party, and he wanted to enjoy as many of the festivities as possible. It was a good thing he had all night! As the conversation continued, he said another silent prayer that the hardest part of the evening would be heading back up to the castle when the ball was over. They deserved something nice.

Interacting with @Atlas Reid

Interacting with: @Anastasia Beckett
Mentioning: @Annie Morgan @Saskia Nicholson

Dale watched people enter the ball one by one, each one getting their photo getting snapped by San. He wondered how many more photos she would take... he wondered why she was taking photos, it's not like Hogwarts had a yearbook, and even if they did, this was a secret ball. He would need to ask her later when she seemed less busy.

Dale heard a familiar voice, the voice of Annie yelling at him to get his lonely butt over to them ... he looked over to where she stood, she seemingly already had some company, Her and Saskia seemed to be getting along pretty well... he assumed it was a joke, he didn't want to disturb them... he smiled at the two of them and waved besides, he was enjoying his time alone.

Dale heard yet more yelling, this time not directed at him, but at some blond guy... he usually wouldn't have cared.. but Ana was with them too, he wondered what exactly was going on between the three of them... but before Dale could think too hard, Ana looked fed up with it, she dramatically left the two of them, Dale smiled, her fluffy dress really made the scene look like something outta a movie or a book.

He watched go over to the snack table and.. shove an entire cupcake into her mouth... it was sorta impressive. She grabbed another cupcake and a bottle of yoohoo. She made her way over to him and took a seat,

"What are you doing all by yourself in a suit like that?

Dale was happy to see Ana, her light tone and familar voice made him feel at ease. "Eh, I had no one to go with... honestly I just came to kill some time, this is the only thing I could find that fit me." He put his hand on his heart "But what business does her majesty have with this simple plebian." He said with sarcasm clear in his voice.

The note said to arrive with a broom and that was exactly what Lavinia did, her and her trusted Comet 180 were ready to party. She thought why bother with changing if she was going to come late. Lavinia was wearing a beautiful rose gold dress and her hair was done up for the occasion. She had heard that last year there were some accidents, but that didn’t make her want to miss out on a secret ball. Lavinia’s plan was to just go solo and stay for as long as necessary without getting in harms way, she wanted to have a good time but not die in the process.

As she walked into the quidditch stadium the smell of perfume and snacks filled her nose. It had been quite a while since she played a quidditch game after being kicked off the team for caring to much about her studies, they call it Ravenclaw for a reason right? That didn’t stop Lavinia from taking a practice every once in a while. The blossom ball had turned the quidditch stadium inside out and the coordinators did a great job decorating. As Lavinia walked in she found herself lost for words so she headed for the snack table still unsure of what to do with her broom in her hand.

Lavinia arrived at the ball with her broom as heads towards the snack table