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Lazarus Lavey was nervous as always, and upon entering the great hall, and seeing the large amount of students there, made his way to the Ravenclaw table, doing his best to seem put-together. He did a quick look around, and sat down. Lazarus took a moment to pick out a few items for his plate, and then, he had noticed a girl around his age making glances at him, prompting him to smile and wave at her nervously. "Hi, I'm Lazarus. This is my first year.. How are you?" He took a moment to stare down at his plate, his face burning slightly. He examined the food, and took a bite out of something, he didn't really care what. He then looked back at the girl sitting across from him, and smiled shyly. "Still doesn't feel real, doesn't it? I can hardly believe I'm here." He twirled one of his utensils around, trying not to make eye contact, and in the end opted for looking at his schedule. He had jam-packed it with so many classes. It was going to be a busy year. He was most looking forward to Herbology, Potions, and Astronomy. "So, what classes are you in? It'd be nice to.. have some people in my classes that we could walk to together." He gulped again, resigned himself to staring at his food again.

Lazarus.
What a great name, she thought dreamily.
"I'm Taisia. It's my first year too.
She blushed, her face turning tomato red. She hoped he wouldn't notice.
"Still doesn't feel real, doesn't it? I can hardly believe I'm here," he spoke again.
"I know. My sister Althea is a Squib and I only had my First Instance of Magic a few days before my eleventh birthday so we were pretty much holding our breaths."
He glanced down at his schedule and Taisia followed suit. Which was good because she was able to answer his next question.
"I just signed up for all the classes I could take. I think it's about 8.
She had answered rapid-fire like in a game show that those kids at Muggle school used to go to, and she hadn't registered the end of the question. Walk together?
Again, she blushed but managed to smile and say, "Sure that'd be cool."
She glanced at the notice board and saw a poster about the Fall Ball. Maybe Lazarus would ask her? Or was she meant to ask. Did he feel the same way? What even was the 'same way'? Taisia realised she had been silent for a while and looked back at Lazarus. Who was looking straight at her! Their eyes met for a few seconds before they both broke away.
"Umm so... what sort of things do you like?

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Lazarus was looking at her, listening intently as they talked, Taking bites of his food occasionally. "Yeah, we could walk together if we have some classes together. I'm sure I'd get lost but.." He trailed off, again staring at her. "Oh, I like drawing, gardening, and I really enjoy exploring the castle and learning about the muggle world. Both my parents are wizards." He pulled out a sketchbook from his book-bag. He flipped through the pages, occasionally showing off pages of design sketches. "My dream is to design clothes. Maybe one day have a shop in Diagon Alley or Hogsmeade." He paused, and handed over his sketchbook. "It's not perfect, but feel free to look through. I designed my outfit for the fall ball, though I'm not sure if I'll go with anyone." His face flushed, and he looked away for a second. The outfit he had designed for himself was a blue formal outfit, with white lining and accents, and a side cape. All he had to do was go to a seamstress and have it made and fitted. He twirled around the braid hanging from his hair, and looked back up at Taisia. "Oh, I'm sorry, I can get carried away when talking about my interests. What kind of things do you like, Taisia?"

They could walk together? Awesome. She smiled shyly at the boy and took some mental notes on what he liked. Then she noticed him staring at her. She averted her glance- she didn't want him to know she was looking at him. But when he looked away she looked back at him. He handed his sketchbook to her and she flipped through it. There were so many cool designs! She flicked through wondering, hoping, that maybe one day her would design her a dress and it would be in this book.
Slightly distracted she replied, "I really like history and herbology. I don't know what I want to do though..."
She went back to the book. Maybe they'd sit around and talk and he would ask her to the dance. She would (obviously) accept but pretend she had nothing to wear. Then he would offer to design something for her and then she'd pose for him while he drew. But first he'd have to feel the same way, know how she felt.
"Not perfect? These designs are cuter than you!"
She blushed as she realised what she had said.
"I-I meant..."
She trailed off, knowing there was no way to save herself. She had revealed what she felt.

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Lazarus choked on a bite of his food when she said what she did. After coughing a few times, he cleared his throat and sighed, looking away while he talked. "You're.. you're cute too. Would you want to go to the ball with me, maybe?" He then focused his attention back on his sketchbook, and started drawing absentmindedly. "I could uh..design-- I have a design I had in mind for someone if I.. if I managed to get a date to the Fall Ball.." He finished sketching what he had been before, and spun the book around for her to take a look. It was a blue gown, that looked nearly like the night sky itself, with a shimmer to it and a nice flowy hem. His face felt incredibly warm. "We could end up looking.. really good at the ball together." He paused for a minute, wincing as he waited for her to say no, because there was no good reason someone he barely knew would want to go with him to the ball. He closed his eyes in anticipation, feeling himself slowly shrink into his chair. Surely, not. He stole a glance back, and wasn't sure what to think.

"You're.. you're cute too. Would you want to go to the ball with me, maybe?"
Oh my god. He was asking her to the Ball. And he was offering to design her ballgown. This was like a fairytale. Well, not really. Taisia had never been in a fairytale, nor had she felt this way about anyone ever. Was it normal for everything to go so fast and to be so successful? Just then he turned his sketchbook around to show her a gown. It looked amazing. Careful to hold her tongue- the last time she had regretted what had come out of her mouth (even if it ended up being good)- she stared at the gorgeous blue and the flowing hem.
"You only just drew this?"
She mused over the drawing and stared at the page opposite. They would look awesome together! "We could end up looking.. really good at the ball together." Were they meant to think the same things at the same time? Distracted, Taisia remembered she still hadn't told him if she would go to the ball with him. Hopefully he meant they could go as real dates, not just friends. She looked up and met his gaze, smiling shyly and blushing.
"Yes. I would love to go the the ball with you!"

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Lazarus smiled and played with his braid nervously after receiving complements on his designs. "Well, I had this design drawn in mind for a while, just not on paper, yet." he watched as she looked over the design, and locked eyes with her when she looked up. He was, to be honest, a little afraid he was coming on too strong. And then she said yes, and he fell from his chair, sliding down it like a cube of jelly. He couldn't feel his legs. Lazarus took a second to compose himself under the table, and popped back up, his face red-hot from embarrassment. "It's a date then-- unless, you don't want it to be a date, but if you wanted to..." He trailed off, pulling up his sketch book and shoving it back into his already jammed book-bag full of notes, homework, books, and what appears to be a letter. Lazarus took a moment to stand up and clasp it shut, which took quite an effort. "I... I'll see you at class? I have to.. Air. Air." His face and ears had started to burn, turning visibly red. He pulled his bag over his shoulder, and ran outside the Great hall, before returning, and dropping the letter and a thin package in front of her, Immediately running outside to catch his breath out on the great courtyard. He kept replaying it in his head. "Yes. I would love to go the the ball with you!" "I can't wait until the ball.."

As she nodded in agreement, Taisia couldn't help but notice the boy sitting across from her drop under the table and seemed to collect himself before coming back up, bright red this time.
"It's a date then-- unless, you don't want it to be a date, but if you wanted to..."
It was a date. Oh thank god. He did feel the same way. She recalled a comment from earlier.
"You're.. you're cute too." The way he was embarrassed about it- like she herself had been- made her sigh happily. Lazarus didn't seem to notice, but stood and grabbed his sketchbook, doing up the clasp. She could see a letter inside, but that was his business. Then he left somewhat abruptly; something about seeing her in class and air? She watched his figure walk away and finally got to release her excitement.
"YES!! I HAVE A DATE TO THE BALL!!!"
She attracted the attention of a few students. Some shot her jealous looks while others gave excited. And although she barely knew anyone there she jumped off the bench. She had a ball date!! And he was going to design her dress. She gulped the final bites of her lunch down and sprinted to the Owlery to tell Althea every little detail.

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