TABLE 13 | Sweethearts Tea Party V-Day Event

Outfit: Slytherin vest over a white, button-up shirt, black slacks, and black loafers.

When a boy in a blue sweater and worn jeans burst out laughing, Jack turned curiously to look at him, wondering what must have been so funny. It took him a moment to realize the boy must have been laughing at what the girl Juni had read of her letter. Unable to help himself, the Slytherin quietly hid a few snickers of his own under a hand and looked away. At least until the boy started asking everyone at the table what they'd bet that someone in the room decided to flip a table that night.

"You think someone will flip a table?" Jack laughed. He thought he'd seen the boy around, though he hadn't met him personally. They were in the same year, after all, even if Alec, as he introduced himself, was a Gryffindor. "Actually...yeah. I can see that happening." Even if it might have been because he could see himself being the cause of someone wanting to.

"My first year, we had a Valentine's Tea Party similar to this one. I don't think anyone flipped a table, but one girl poured boiling hot tea on another. Not long after, she slammed another boy's head into a table. Compared to that, I'd say table-flipping might even be considered tame." Tilting his head at Alec, he asked, "Got a last name, lion? I'm not in the habit of calling people by their first names. Seems a little too personal to me."

The girl's complexion turned ruddy when the boy commented on the letter not having been in his handwriting and Jack couldn't hold back another small snicker. That was what she got for making assumptions, he supposed.

"Yeah, I definitely wouldn't call Hogwarts the safest place on Earth," he sighed, looking dubious. "Maybe it might have been once, but not anymore." His grin returned. "As for not seeing why it's any of my business why you two are dating, how can you not? We're all at the same Valentine's table, aren't we? We ought to get to know each other." Nodding at her introduction, he snorted when she added her little sarcastic comment at the end. Well, if she wanted to be like that, he thought he might as well make things worth her while.

He watched and listened to the exchange between Juniper and Alec, amused but quiet as he pondered things over. Apparently they were mutual aquaintances as well. When Juniper asked about the treats, Jack shook his head.

"Eat them at your own risk. I know I'm not going to take any chances with those things, especially without knowing who made them or who they're from. Could be from an enemy."

It was not long after that that pale pink roses began to decend from the ceiling in a dramatic fashion. Jack was not impressed. Unfortunately, one rose ended up in front of him, but fortunately, he was not the only one. The boy known as Ari got one, too. As Orion stood up to address the room, Jack quickly read the note attached to the flower and blanched. They wanted them to do what?

He was only vaguely listening to the professor speak as he glanced around the room to automatically seek out a particular individual. He hadn't wanted to find him in the first place, but after reading the note, he couldn't help looking for him. There. Flash Holmwood. Table 4.

Swallowing hard, Jack shook his head and told himself to get a grip. No. Just because he was told to go find a valentine to give the rose to didn't mean he actually had to go find the first person he thought of. He didn't like the idea of sticking around and waiting for Orion to pair him with someone either, though. What to do, what to do?!

Flash was with his current girlfriend at that table. Jack couldn't go over there! But what if she gave Flash her rose? She had gotten one too, it seemed. The redhead took a deep breath and tried to close his eyes. He could do this. He could get through it. He just had to calm down.

He tried to ignore the harp music as it started up, but it wasn't easy, especially when he felt the throbbing of his heart against his rib cage. Draven was talking with Ari - Gwild? - and exchanging greetings. Jack heard him tell Juniper she wasn't stupid. And that he 'wanted to read her words, not anyone else's'. Jack's stomach twisted into knots. He thought maybe he was going to be sick.

Hazel eyes snapped open and he looked from Juniper to Draven and back again. Draven hadn't ever answered his question and neither had Juniper. His grin turned wicked.

"Alright. I'm going to say you aren't dating. Why? Because you can't recognize his handwriting or voice in his letters and he calls you something as formal as 'Miss Kelly'. Therefore...you can't have any objections to anyone else asking him out, can you?" The question was directed at Juniper while Jack leaned toward his right - exactly where Draven sat.

Ari explained that Juniper and Ari had met at the Samhain festival. Jack nodded in acknowledgement, all the while scooting a little closer to Draven. Jack idly looked over the two letters addressed to him - one without an author, the other supposedly written by Hanako - and made a mental note to pick a bone with the Japanese boy as soon as he saw him. While Jack read the notes, Ari and Draven exchanged more pleasantries, complimenting each other, until Ari mentioned something about his clothes. Jack was hardly paying attention, but he thought it a bit peculiar the two kids were speaking like formal adults on business. What were they, pure bloods?

Not long after, Ari gave a pretty, if rather diplomatic little speech about wishing them all the best of their Valentine's Day and that he hoped they enjoyed themselves more without his presence, excusing himself with the rose he had recieved. No doubt he had someone in mind to give it to at a different table. Well, that didn't take him very long, Jack thought. Again, his own mind wandered idly to Table 4. He reeled it back immediately and turned to Draven.

"Draven," he spoke up, using the name he'd heard others speak since he hadn't yet caught a last name. "Would you turn this way, please? There's something I want to check."

If Draven did, indeed, decide to turn his head, he would have been in for something of a shock, because with how close the third year had drawn, he would most likely be met with Jack's waiting lips.

@Juniper Kelly, @Draven Mirador, @Ari Gwild, @Alec Mason, & @Hanako Tone

So Juni hasn't even seen the beginning of crazy. Slamming someone's face into the table- she couldn't decide if that was worse than tackling another girl. Or was it worse than headbutting another girl to bloody her nose? Juniper did that before. both of which was to the same girl. Maybe she should add slamming their face into tables to her mental list of "defense" actions. "I know nothing about you. I don't see why we should tell you all of our secrets, hm? The only thing I know about you is... uh... let's see-" She scrunched up her face and counted on her fingers. "Nosy, loud, what else, am I missing anything?" She felt like pointing out that he looked like an elf, but he was taller than her and that insult could just backfire. So she didn't, she left it at that. She took the note from Draven and began to read.

"I- who- who writes things like this?!" She giggled, then burst out laughing. It was funny now, since they knew what was going on. She shoved it to Draven. "c'mon, you hafta-" He'd rather read her words. Well, she hadn't written much. She was brave before when she sent the letter, but now she was nervous to even say what she wrote. "Wait, if someone messed with our letters... then someone read what we wrote... right? I mean... people will know who likes who-" She turned pale at the thought. She looked at the letter and inspected it once more. Were those... burn marks at the corner?

She looked up as flowers came down, and slid down in her seat. She didn't want to get a flower. nope, nope. And she didn't get one. She let out a sigh of releif. "Oh- bye Ari!! Good luck with giving that flower to the person of your dreammssss!" She turned to Draven and took a breath. She should tell him what she wrote... right? "Well, I only wrote a few words... uh.. basically.." But before she could, Jack spoke. "Well- I-" For someone to ask him out? This was a trick question, it had to be. Her face flushed and she stuttered for a moment. "Well- if someone else asked him out? I... well... There probably isn't a single soul at this table that knows the first thing about him! Except me. But... like... he could date whoever... "

Why was this boy getting closer to Draven? Juniper watched as Draven turned his head (assuming that he did) and spotted Jack trying to KISS Draven. Her crush. Juniper sat up so quickly that she knocked her chair over, quickly going through her options. She could kick the boy's face, she could wack him with her shoe, she could backhand his face, she could headbutt him like she had done to Hilda... hmm... was there any boiling tea around? She just grabbed a bunch of cupcakes in front of her and shoved them into Jack's face. (unless he dodges ) And raised her hand threateningly. "KEEP YOUR LIPS TO YOURSELF" She would gladly slap him if he tried again.

MOD ROLL POST:

@Juniper Kelly needed to stake her claim, and she would do this by repeating a move she had learned at Winnie's birthday party... Attack of the cupcakes!

JUNIPER'S ACCURACY:
[d20 : 18] + 6 = 24
JACK'S EVASION:
[d20 : 6] + 7 = 13

Jack would find himself with a face full of delicious treats, brought to you all by your favourite professor.

Another first kiss stolen between the stone walls of Hogwarts, how tragic, how terrible, how... Hot? No, literally! @Jack Burnett was on fire after his kiss with @Draven Mirador!

No accuracy roll needed as both players have expressed their desire to have the spell auto-hit.

DRAVEN'S WISDOM:
[d20 : 15] + 7 = 22
Spell succeeds!
DURATION:
[d6 : 4] = 4
Spell will last one round unless extinguished. -40 health per round.
DAMAGE:
50 + 7 × 10 = 120
Jack's Health = 480/600

Stealth roll failed. Draven's spell did not go unnoticed by Orion.

It was truly unfortunate for @Draven Mirador that a half asleep Orion happened to be glancing their way when he decided to set the older boy on fire. If the professor had been his usual self, he might have sent the younger Slytherin's wand flying before he even had the chance to cast a spell, but unfortunately he had been burning the candle at both ends and his reaction time was... Stunted.

Though he would hop up from his spot at the teacher's table with his wand drawn, it was rather obvious the man was exhausted as he did not even have it in him to sprint over to the table. Luckily it wasn't too far from where the teachers were sitting. His first priority was extinguishing the third year, and then he would deal with the little spell caster. "Extinguo!" He cast with a wave of his elderwood wand.

Orion's Acc: [d20 : 6] + 18 = 24
Jack's Eva: [d20 : 3] + 7 = 10
Orion's Wis: [d20 : 16] + 20 = 36
@Jack Burnett is now Jack Ett.

As the flames quickly ceased burning the older boy's lovely vest, the Defense Against the Dark Art's teacher would aim a stern frown in Draven's direction. "Mister Mirador, would you care to explain yourself or would you rather I ruin this upcoming weekend for you with detention and ask you to leave this event?" Merlin take pity on his soul if he had to endure one of Orion's detentions. It would be specialized towards the boy. If he were to tell the Frenchman the truth, however, Jack would spend the weekend in detention.

Outfit: The remains of a burnt Slytherin vest over a burnt (no-longer-white), button-up shirt, black slacks, and black loafers.

Jack nearly toppled from his seat as he was shoved back by Draven but barely managed to keep his balance. At least he had been expecting something like that, so he was able to brace for it. Cups of tea spilled all over the place and Jack pushed back further so as not to get any of it on himself. That hardly seemed to matter within the next few seconds, however.

When Juniper said Draven could date whoever, Jack highly doubted she meant it, especially with what she preluded her statement with. Thus he was somewhat expecting something like her reaction when he ended up brushing lips with Draven. The cupcakes to the face were unpleasant, but he'd suffered worse before. He just hoped and prayed said cupcakes weren't laced with anything like Amortentia or some other magical substance that would take an effect on him.

He hardly had time to say anything in response to her command, let alone respond at all, when he heard Draven's low response. He could barely see the underclassman stand up through the cupcake icing covering his eyes, but his ears worked just fine. Draven was planning to...hex him? In front of the whole ballroom? Gutsy. Jack supposed what he had done could have also been considered such, but at least he had been more subtle about it.

Jack had thought he was going to be hit with something like the Slug-vomiting spell or the Dancing Feet Charm, but what he got instead quickly made itself known to him. The fire that began to eat up his vest was very hot indeed and in no time it had consumed its way through his shirt as well so that he could feel it on his bare skin. Panicking internally, he stood from his chair. He was mentally fighting to make himself grab his wand from his pocket and recall the spell to put the fire out. Fortunately, the fact that he drew a blank didn't matter for long. Someone else extinguished the flames - that someone soon making themselves known as Professor Lécuyer.

The third year sighed in deep relief, though the action made his chest hurt from the new burns he had aquired. Luckily, due to fire-dancing practice, he wasn't any stranger to burns, but that didn't make them all that much easier to bear - especially when the damage to his clothes exposed so much of his scarred chest (drawn by Selim). Along with the cupcakes smeared across his face, he looked like a complete and utter mess.

"...Thank you, Professor," Jack said quielty as he stood, taking out his wand. "Scourgify," he said, attempting to clean the food off his face with the Scouring Charm. After that, he gazed at Draven, a crooked little half-smile on his face against his will. The first year had been asked by Professor Lécuyer to explain his actions. Jack was curious as to whether or not Draven would fess up to the truth. After all, he himself had never faced detention before. Would it be worth admitting he'd been kissed to the enitre ballroom of people?

Mirador, he thought to himself, filing the last name away for furture reference. I think this may just be the start of a beautiful relationship...

@Juniper Kelly, @Draven Mirador, @Alec Mason, @Hanako Tone, & @Orion Lécuyer

Changing dialog colour to not be confused with Junipers. Old -> New. Which makes Cu Sith have this color as a dialog.

Also I am incredibly late to this so please assume Hana joined in the middle of Orion when he started scolding Draven that's it thank you!

The main character always comes in last, Hanako liked to say. Tip, if your cute obsessed snake tends to pick things up from the floor, especially when they have cute potential, it’s best to lie about what was actually written on it. He spent a ridiculous amount of time trying to convince her it was nothing worth going to. But the birthday girl had rights, and the birthday girl wanted to go to this abominable party. Where was he right? Ah, right- invalid. Because his birthday was way too embarrassing to even call it a birthday.

Regardless, he was prepared to go and get this over with. Pink decorations, check. Rose petals, check. Cu sith trailing behind him saying ‘ cute cute cute cute’ every 5 damn seconds since he entered the ballroom- unfortunately, check. He could only hope that all his table mates ended up being so ugly that Cu Sith would beg him to leave.

“Table 13…. Table 13… “ he muttered as he walked past the numerous other round tables. A lot had already looked rowdy. The louder the screams, the more Hana would be further away from any certain tables. [I dont need to name any tables, you know who you are] He was dragged here, he was -as odd as it was- not in the mood to start drama.

Fortunately for him, he didn’t need to precisely be there to start drama. It appears that his table was having enough jolly fun without him already. Why was he not surprised his table ended up being one of the noisiest tables. Was it wrong for him to be upset that they started the fun without him? Yes, and he will show such annoyance as he assesses the situation that was in front of him. His sour mood was more evident when he recognized 2 of his seatmates. Both had individual reasons for making Hana want to turn and leave.

“ Ummmm….” he glanced towards the professor who was currently scolding the midget vampire, and then towards Jack Burnett whose face was smudged with cakes and clothing that made Hanako question his clothing preferences. Did he perhaps prefer not to wear a shirt at all? Hana didn’t question his frosting makeup because knowing him, someone at this table was going to throw him one eventually if not Hana himself. But the clothes were another story. You didn’t come to a valentine's day party with burned-

Ah

Sleepy Vampire. Professor Orion. Burned Burnett. Right, duh.

“ Can I sit down or is this just turned into a crime scene?” Hanako asked, finding it easier to breathe once more now that he wasn’t utterly confused. “ Or are you trying to steal my seat, Professor? I do admit it’s quite a good seat. I don’t like sharing though” he stated as innocently as he could, not eager to get into what on earth happened. (@Orion Lécuyer)He may be clueless of the situation compared to the others, but he’ll be damned if he looked like he cared. He tried to take away his attention from the other 3rd year Slytherin, but to his other side, there was Alec- another person Hana wasn’t so keen on talking to. Not since their last meeting. After they parted ways at the Fall Ball, whenever Hanako saw a mop of orange hair, his first instinct was to walk in the other direction. He concluded that he had not processed the events of their half good half bad date properly.

Making his decision, he waved the best friendly wave to the Gryffindor and pointed to the floor where (if Alec didn’t notice Queen Cu Sith before) he would point to the snake that was now very close to Alec’s chair. He’ll talk to him later, for now, he’ll allow Cu Sith to keep him company. (@Alec Mason)

Thinking an annoying imp was easier to deal with, Hanako looked back to Cu Sith, giving her a quick nod- a silent agreement between them- before walking closer towards the frosting-faced Slytherin. “ Gosh, you’re not getting any dates before the night ends with those clothes. Are you trying to scare everyone away? “ Hanako took off his oversized green jacket, leaving him with only a black turtleneck. “ Oh honestly, don’t answer that. But spare my snake’s sensitive eyes and wear this, will you? She already hates you, I don’t want her moody from your half-burned clothes “. Hanako extended his jacket, urging Jack to take it. If he showed resistance, the jacket would be thrown over (or at) his head. This is not Hana being nice, this is him protecting Cu Sith’s eyes. And possibly everyone else's. He wasn’t about to question the scars, but it definitely didn’t seem like a conversation to have during a tea party, much less in front of a professor. It was really up to Jack if he wanted to take Hana’s rare act of kindness or ignore it. (@Jack Burnett)

“ Sooooo, this is awkward. Is the tea party over already? Oh shame, I just arrived~” He tried to look as sad as possible, which dramatic flair only showed how sarcastic he was. From Jack’s side, he glanced towards Alec. Cu Sith would for sure try her best to gain his attention. At the very least she wouldn’t have any problem making him smile. Hana on the other hand, had too many things going on in his head. What with the warm welcome he received upon arriving, Jack most likely previously set on fire and the professor. Maybe once he gets to sit down, he could properly greet the Gryffindor with more than just a cowardly wave.

That being said, he wouldn’t mind the party being over right now. Avoidance was his specialty, after all.

He then focused on the sleepy vampire instead, using telepathy to urge him to set another student on fire. Maybe the red-haired shortie next to him (@Juniper Kelly). That being said, he had no such powers and the best the sleepy vampire could get from the boy is a curious gaze. But it was worth a shot. C’mon sleepy vampy, set another one on fire set another one on fire! (@Draven Mirador)

CUTE CUTE CUTE CUTE CUTE!!!

Everything was cute the moment she entered the ballroom. Her eager eyes scanned the noisy atmosphere and her head swang to the gentle melodies of the background music. She was going to have the best birthday ever. She had promised Hana, no biting, no stealing, no interacting with anyone outside their table. Why would she want to leave the table with sir hunky Alec Mason was supposed to sit right next to her? She was in heaven. Never had she been so glad to see his handsome face. And him in that blue sweater? Puurrrr~. Or more specifically, hiissss~.

Unfortunately, she could only admire him from the safety of the ground. Why was she not born with wings? Upon receiving Hanako’s silent instruction, she spared no hesitation to glide towards the boy's chair, looking up at him with eager and bright eyes, completely enamored by his low angle. Who said low angles were the worst side of anyone's face? She certainly enjoyed her current view. However, she was hoping that through her eyes, he’d understood her wish to be picked up by him. There was barely anything to see down here anyway. Just shoes, shoes, and more shoes. As much as she loved to see his face, it would do them both better if he didn’t need to turn and bend down just to see her properly.

Hana's Action:
-Not being nice and peer pressuring jack to take the jacket he could totally not though of course
-telepathically asking draven to set Juniper on fire (and not doing a very good job)

Snake's Actions:
-oogling at Alec

Reducio

Edits made:
-mentioned juniper kelly, her name was right there but I forgot to tag her.
-forgot Draven's mention completely I have no idea why I'm forgetting to tag everyone, my apologies for the extra tags
-changed the font because pwueetwyye uwu

SOMETHING HAS HAPPENED!

@Jack Burnett | @Hanako Tone | @Alec Mason
@Juniper Kelly | @Draven Mirador

It seemed that Orion was not finished with his parade of roses just yet, because as the next song started a batch of fresh roses started to descend from the ceiling. This time the roses were white, blending in with the decor but still different enough for the first batch. The roses would glide downwards land only at the tables that had not received any of the first batches; 1, 5, 6, 7, 9, 12, 14, and 16. Having already received their roses, tables 2, 3, 4, 8, 10, 11, 13, and 15 were now perhaps a bit less confused and could submit their requests to the harpist. (PLEASE NOTE THAT IF YOUR TABLE HAS RECEIVED A ROSE YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO REQUEST A SONG OR SPOTLIGHT THIS ROUND).

Confession Time!

Characters at your table have the ability to step beneath the spotlight and make a confession or dedicate a song to someone this round. To make a spotlight speech, simply have your character announce they wish to confess. You can lightly godmod Orion casting Lumos Duo on your character. Have them say what they wish to announce in your RP post, and make sure to tag the mod in charge of your table. Staff will post the confession into each thread (so keep in mind the entire ballroom will gain IC knowledge of what you are saying).

To request a song, simply owl the moderator of your thread with the song title, who it is going to, and what the message is. You will need to roleplay your character doing as much (you can simply say they took time to write a request down). Please keep IC rules in mind as if your character insults someone there could be IC repercussions.

CONFESSION AND SONG REQUESTS

Several students decided to take the opportunity to confess their feelings. Just not in the... Erm, traditional way. The spotlight would bob its way over to Erin Ryan, who was just announcing how Nicholas McCowan made her feel... Or something?

"Can't remember saying this but it is probably true," not that she actually believed it but where is the potential fun in that? "As I like my boys a bit plump and you ████ need a bit of meat on your bones I AM JUST WORRIED ABOUT YOU, please accept this gift. Also, know I will suck the █████████████ MEANNESS out of anyone that tries to steal you from me." The areas where there were blocked words, well she used her imagination...

The song requests also started to come in...

Anonymous would like to dedicate Space Age Love Song to all the Bachelors and Bachelorettes, go forth and love, you silly kids!

Annie would like to dedicate a song to Serena Towers, Wannabe by the Spice Girls. She adds in, "long time no chat, hope things are going well my friend."

HOW YOU LIKE THESE CUPCAKES?

Although the children had decorated the cupcakes (for the most part) the night prior, Orion had made the cupcakes himself on the night of the 12th. He had put a lot of work into the dozens upon dozens of sweets. Thankfully he was a competent baker after years of crafting late-night pastries. Unfortunately, he was also sleep-deprived, which seemed to be a common problem throughout the night. If anything were to help Orion realize he needed help with his restlessness, it was the Tea Party.

That being said, there was something... Special about a few batches of cupcakes. As the night of the 12th wore on, Orion had become tired and had accidentally used a different ingredient. Amortentia. He had realized his mistake and had gone to toss the batches out, but unfortunately, his sweet tooth got the best of him and he took a quick snack break to munch on some of the sweets the house-elves themselves had made. A common ingredient in their food being a forgetfulness potion. Oh dear, it seemed the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor had forgotten all about the cupcakes' secret ingredient.

If anyone were to bite into their cupcake, they might notice it smelled quite possibly like their favourite thing. They just may find the next person who met their gaze to be rather appealing...

Amortentia Rules
1. Consent is important. Please ask your character's victim new sweetheart if it is okay to have your character become obsessed with them.
2. Seeing your own reflection in a teacup is a valid option.
3. For this round only, the length of the effects of the Amortentia is up to you. Taking a bite after this round means accepting the chance that your character might have received an Amortentia cupcake, and your character will be affected for the entire round.
4. If I have missed your character biting into a cupcake, please let me know. From this point on we are asking that if you eat a cupcake, you place the information on the bottom of your post to make it easier for mods.

TIMES UP!

Regardless of who Jack had kissed, he had failed to hand his rose over in time. He would discover the piece of paper that had accompanied the rose would grow warn. The letters would start to swirl, some of them forming a new sentence. It seemed to be his assigned 'valentine'. By the time it was done, the paper read the following;

Your assigned Valentine is @Hanako Tone from Table 13.

Mod correction: As @Jack Burnett smashed into his face (some would have likely gotten into his mouth) earlier, he will also be under the effects of amortentia.