Locked Devil’s Smile

German: #3c071b
English: #38571a

Mother: #ff8648
Father: #ff7676
Grandfather: #263e0f
Brother: #4b7c6d

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It was almost time for the ball. If they actually arrived then I should have at least 2 friends showing up to the ball and that means I can sneak off with them and Ree and do our own thing, maybe even go to the pool and hide in there for ages. My tie was still undone as I walked around the house, I was just making sure that everything was okay. "Dokby!" I called, the small elf popping up.

"Master Mornstern," it said, looking at me with a small smile.

"Go down to the pool and see if it is okay for guests," I ordered, it nodded and disappeared. I nodded and headed down to the ball room, nothing was set up yet. Grandad is going to add a few decorations with the help of the house elves and a massive tree will be placed. I know that this is purely for social reasons because he only has a normal one in the lounge and, again, that is only because I was coming over for Christmas.

I then walked back to the entrance, waiting for people to arrive like how Grandad asked me to.

"Dokby!" it appeared. "How is the pool?" I asked.

"It is good, Master Mornstern. I cleaned up the toys that was left out I did! You left some out a few months ago sir. Do you have something special planned?" it asked. I was waiting for Ree to come back downstairs and so I felt like there was nothing to do but interact with the elf.

"Yes. A few of my friends are going to be coming to the ball -- you will be on your best behaviour, understood! Anyways, I am hoping that Grandfather will be too busy mingling with his high in society friends to notice I am not in the ball room or the bar," I grabbed the elf by it's shirt and glared at it, "Do not... tell him at all. Understood!" it nodded quickly and I let go, but also because I could smell Ree coming over.

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House Elves to Interact with:
Dokby - male
Zookey - female
Pinsy - female
Tipsey - female
Sarby - male

I hope this is okay! First ever time starting one!

Dialogue: X | Thoughts: X | Her Family: X

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They had been talking for awhile at his bedroom. It felt nice to share those things with her closest friend. His favorite books and photos of his happiest moments with Adrian and family. Also she loved to see Spyro again, he had been comfy at his terrarium looking all happy and pleased to be back at his home. Coconut tho, was feeling particularly curious with her dress and hair accessory! The Niffler didn't stopped trying to grab her golden leafs and pearls. It was a really funny moment! When Lucian said he needed to go downstairs, help arrange things for the ball to start, she had excused herself for a moment. She went to the bathroom getting her hair done again since it was a mess after the tricksy Coconut.

After her braid was all done again, honestly not so perfect as how her mother had done before but...Irina got out of the bathroom and went downstairs to be with Luci. He was already waiting for her apparently talking to Dokby, the mistreated house elf, with a bandage on his leg and his ear looking damaged. Irina felt pity of him, her heart hurt by seeing him like that...why would someone treat another being like this? She thought confused by the cold way Luci looked and talked to the poor elf. "Hey" She said in a low voice when she came down the last step and got next to the dark-haired boy, "Luci...why is Dokby so badly hurt?" She asked almost afraid of the boy's raction. She bit her lip and looked at him with an expression of apology and wondering. "Anyway..." She continued looking down at her feet and tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, "I thought I heard you saying something about a pool!" She said now smiling sweetly at him, "Are we going there?" She had just finished asking when a familiar scent came to her from the room entrance...another friend of her had arrived there and a bigger smile came to Rina's lips when she looked to see who was.

@Lucian Mornstern | @Thorn Cullen | @Jannette Applebottom | @Beatrice Dupont

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★@Irina Sousa★ @Lucian Mornstern ★

Beatrice sat in a chair as her Mother gently pulled her hair back into a bun. It felt loose but somehow tight at the same time. She originally had planned to wear her hair open, but the invite clearly stated that Woman had to wear their hair up. It was Beatrice's birthday today. New year's day. The Duponts had been invited to the Wesley Christmas Ball. She wasn't entirely sure why it was called Christmas Ball, when it was on the 1st of January.

„Alright Beatrice. All done. Let's go.“ Alice Dupont had also taken care of her Daughters make up, which fit the shoes and dress she was wearing. She had to hold up the heavy gown while walking so it wouldn't touch the floor until they arrived. Her dress was completely white and dirt would show immediately, Beatrice didn't dare to let go. When she walked down the stairs behind her Mother, her Father smiled at the two. „You both look Beautiful.“ he said once they arrived and helped both of them into their cloaks.

On the way to the Wesley Manor, Beatrice thought about People that might be there. Of course Lucian was going to be attending, he was basically hosting the Ball with his grandfather. Her Parents were talking the whole time, they seemed to be wary of Adrian Thomas Wesley. That's what his name was. His Manor was in East London but it had a completely different style then Beatrice's home.

„Beatrice, please be on your best behavior today. We don't know who will attend and we must make the guests look up to us.“ Beatrice nodded her head, too much in thought to say something. Konstantin Dupont always said this when they attended gatherings like this. Gladly the ride didn't take much longer and Beatrice and her Parents were standing in front of the Wesley Manor in no time. A few people seemed to arrive around the same time as them. In that moment Beatrice was utterly jealous of her siblings. They got to stay at home, being watched by Lavinia and playing with Henry, while she was here. Beatrice let out a silent breath as they started walking. The entrance doors were pushed open and Beatrice walked in first. She was looking around at first but then her gaze catched Irina's. She immediately started to smile. Lucian also stood with her. What a nice surprise to see Irina here.

„Good Evening“ her Parents said with stern faces. Mister Wesley hadn't arrived in the entrance yet, or perhaps he was wasn't greeting his guest here?

»Good Evening.« Beatrice spoke as well, polite as always when she was with her Parents.

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OOC: I really enjoy threading with you guys. I also really enjoyed writing about Alfie. I'm hoping to bring him into more threads if you guys like him.

@Irina Sousa @Beatrice Dupont @Jannette Applebottom @Lucian Mornstern

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"Hey," Ree said as she got closer, my jaw hung as I looked at her. She was stunning. "Luci, why is Dokby hurt so badly?" she asked, biting her lip. I sighed, I just knew she would ask this!

I placed my hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry Ree. It is to help him, okay. Sometimes Dokby acts out and so he is punished. He is trained to do it himself too!" I said, an air of proudness about me as I explained. "You wouldn't understand if you don't have elves," I added with a smile.

"Anyway," she added, "I thought I heard you saying something about a pool, are we going there?" she asked with a smile. I was thankful for the subject change and nodded enthusiastically.

"Yeah, did you bring a swim suit?" I asked, tying to do my tie. I haven't been able to do it yet. Mother always has. I growled as I failed again, scratching my head in frustration. "Stupid things," I muttered. I looked at her, a blush colouring my cheeks. “Can- can you help me?” I asked.

"Erm, the pool, yeah. Keep that on the down low though. We will have to sneak off to go there as he will never allow us to go down there during the ball. Have to be there for appearances," I explained, "You can have a look though?" I offered. "Dokby!" I yelled. The house elf appeared in a flash. "Take Ree to see the pool area,"

"Yes Master Mornstern," it replied, reaching to take Ree's hand before quickly retracting it with a look behind it at me. "Come on miss," just the, I heard some one outside.

"Dokby! Wait," I called. They walked back and that is when I saw Bea enter with her parents. She looked really nice! "Sorry luv, looks like you will see the pool when we sneak off," I said to her as Bea got closer. Who cared if he was ignoring everyone else that had started to walk in, his eyes only on his friends.

Bea walked in before her parents and looked at Ree, a smile playing on her lips. “Good evening,” her parents said with stern faces, I smiled at them, my eyes twinkling.

“Good evening Mr and Mrs Dupont!” I greeted warmly, holding my hand put for a handshake. That’s what grandad told me to do with those older than me and those who had more power.

“Good evening,” Bea said to us politely.

“Evening Bea,” I responded, “My grandfather is in the ball room—”

“Not anymore, Michael. Greetings, Mr Dupont, Mrs Dupont. It is a pleasure to have you here! I hope my grandson has been respectful,” Adrian said with a default smile he has in these situations, his advance to a handshake with Beatrice’s dad was enthusiastic and he gently took her mums hand and pressed a gentle, respectful kiss there.

“Of course sir!” I said with a smirk, “Always am,” I winked at Ree and Bea.

“Oh of course, that why I was told of your behaviour during your detention in November and why you dyed your hair that ridiculous colour! I expect you to have that washed out by the time this holiday ends!” said harshly, turning his head to look at me. I winced and swallowed, rubbing my arm nervously. He then turned back to Bea’s parents. I peeked to the side and saw Thorn and that blond boy!

Everyone was here on time! They got closer and my eyes widened subtly at what she was wearing and the blond kid looked sick! They got closer but Adrian was in conversation with Mr and Mrs Dupont, “Hi guys! This is Alfie,” she told us gesturing to the blond boy.

I grinned, “Hey Thorn!” I turned to Alfie, smile still present on my lips. “Hello Alfie, I’m Lucian! Call me whatever you like,” I saw his teddy, while on the inside I was frowning, why would he have a teddy? He looked older than me! But I kept a smile on my face. I had to be nice. I also had to keep my grandfather from making comments. “Who’s that?” I asked nicely. “Oh, did you guys remember to bring a swim suit?” I asked, “I sent an owl…”

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P E O P L E Reducio Lorenzo Reducio Elira Reducio Ophelia Reducio

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D E T A I L S Reducio Lorenzo Reducio full name. lorenzo mattia ferdin age. 40 blood. pureblood wealthy and powerful family? extremely (ferdins) Elira Reducio full name. elira carmen ferdin-lamacraft age. 12 blood. pureblood wealthy and powerful family? extremely Ophelia Reducio full name. ophelia maria lamacraft age. 39 blood. pureblood wealthy and powerful family? extremely (lamacrafts) note. when they got married, elira's parents kept their own names.

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written in third person
Jan 1, 2023, Wesley manor. 17.54
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Elira stood patiently by the door, all prepped up and ready for the Wesley ball: an event that for some reason her parents just HAD to attend. She understood that her all-so-powerful-and-wealthy parents had to uptain their image: they had both come from extremely famous pureblood families.. but Elira just didn't get why they had to drag her along.

“Ophelia, dear, we will be late. You look perfect, the both of you. There is nothing to worry about.” her father sighed as Elira's mother checked her hair in the mirror.
“I don't want to look like a complete mess, Lorenzo. The letter specifically said, women with their hair up. I wouldn't want my hair to fall down half way through, would i? Elira, come here please.”

Elira sighed as she walked towards her mother, who tilted her chin up, checked her face, then hair, then scanned her down.
“perfect, mio angelo. as usual.” Ophelia said with a soft smile, then looked up at her husband. “let's go.”

One of the house elves opened the door for them, and they exited the house, standing right outside on their massive driveway.
“take my arm.” Her father said, and Elira hummed in response, taking hold of his arm as once again, the lurching feeling crashed down onto her as her father apparated the both of them in front of Wesley Manor, El's mother following suit.

A few people had arrived at about the same time as them, and they made their way to the entrance.
While the doors were being pushed open, Elira stood there for a moment, her parents a tad bit preoccupied catching up with some old friends to notice.

“Elira, sbrigati. Non stare lì a bighellonare come un imbecille.” Her father said sternly to her, bringing her back to reality as she snapped out of her thoughts.
“scusa, padre.” she apologised quietly, and composed herself before following her parents through the doors of the great manor.

“Good evening.” Ophelia and Lorenzo said, a respective edge to their tone.
“Good evening.” El said, adjusting her posture and looking directly at the hosts. In the corner of her eye, she saw a couple people she recognised from back at Hogwarts: recognised, but didn't know on first name basis. Or any name basis, if she recalled correctly.

ooc. why did this take so long i cant-
this is absolute trash lol
word count. 557 words (not including ooc)
mentioning. @lucian mornstern　　@irina sousa　　@beatrice dupont　　@thorn cullen

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1. mio angelo: my angel
2. Elira, sbrigati. Non stare lì a bighellonare come un imbecille.: Elira, hurry up. Don't just hang around like an imbecile.
3. scusa, padre.: sorry, father.

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At her question about poor Dorkby, Lucian sighed like he felt exasperate with her curiosity about the house elf, like if she had made the most annoying of questions. She didn't meant to upset him, but the way he was treating the poor creature felt wrong and so out of his character. When she got closer to him, he put a hand over her shoulder and answered to her, "Don't worry Ree. It is to help him, okay. Sometimes Dokby acts out and so he is punished. He is trained to do it himself too! You wouldn't understand if you don't have elves," He said it with a smile, said it like it was perfectly normal to accept that someone could injured themselves or that kind of punishment was acceptable. Irina looked at her friend with an expression of disbelief, she looked him right in his eyes searching for, at least, a spark of kindness or regret...some kind of feeling of empathy with the poor House Elf...and she felt shocked that she couldn't find any.

Perhaps that wasn't the right time or place to start a discussion about it, but she would not forget it that easily, next time they would be alone she would ask him more about it. So to lightened the mood she opted to change the subject. First idea that came to her mind was about the pool, she was excited to play there with her friends. "Yeah, did you bring a swim suit?" He asked her while having an inglorious fight with his tie that he seemed to be losing! "Stupid things," He muttered and Rina had to hide her urge to laugh by covering her mouth with one hand, but he was looking at her with a soft red color starting to appear in his cheeks, "Wha...What is it?" She asked feeling her own face getting warmer. “Can- can you help me?” He asked and she couldn't avoid her mouth from open slightly in surprise. Wasn't this a thing that happens in romantic movies that mum and dad like to watch? When the girl helps the boy making his tie they usually marry in the end! Rina felt a funny kind of panic, her cheeks for sure were more red then a chilli and for certain, she felt like she had eat one. "Uh...we...well I...I suppose I...I can?" She said with a timid voice. Biting on her lip she got closer to him and with trembling hands she helped him making his tie. Not for once she looked at him, no that's exactly what happen in those movies! They look each other in the eyes and BANG!, they got married! She's to young for that! So once his tie was perfectly done she gave a step behind and finally looked at him, "There! Perfect!" She said bragging about her work, but as soon as those words left her mouth she thought about other possible interpretations for what she had just said, Bloody hell...she thought covered in embarrassment.

"Erm, the pool, yeah. Keep that on the down low though. We will have to sneak off to go there as he will never allow us to go down there during the ball. Have to be there for appearances," Lucian stated to explain and Rina felt relief that he had changed subject again, that pool had already saved her life twice in that night! He had proposed her to go to see it but just when she was about to grab Dorkby's hand someone else had arrived to the Wesley's mansion. I was Beatrice Dupont with her parents. Irina felt her smile turn into a grin when she saw her friend. "Sorry luv, looks like you will see the pool when we sneak off," Lucian told her, "Don't worry luv, I've missed Bea! So nice to see her here!" Irina replied feeling happy and excited to see her friend. But she knew she needed to maintain composure in front of her friend's parents. From what Bea had told her about them they were strict with appearances and social behavior and status...all that fancy obsessions that all purebloods seem to have.

Bea was beautiful in her white dress and soft makeup, the icy blue color enhancing her green-blue eyes, she looked like a winter princess and Irina supposed that wasn't that far from the truth. “Good evening,” Mr and Mrs Dupont greeted them with stern faces. Irina just smiled politely and made a small bow to them. Lucian as always, received them with a smile. He reached his hand towards Mr Dupont in a greeting gesture, “Good evening Mr and Mrs Dupont!” he said to them. “Good evening,” Beatrice replied towards Luci and her. "Good evening" was all that Rina could say in a timid voice politely nodding with her head.

“Evening Bea,” Lucian also replied to her “My grandfather is in the ball room—” but he hadn't been able to finish what he was saying, that familiar gruff voice came from behind them and Adrian approached his new arriving guests, “Not anymore, Michael. Greetings, Mr Dupont, Mrs Dupont. It is a pleasure to have you here! I hope my grandson has been respectful,” the old wizard said while greeting Beatrice's parents. “Of course sir! Always am,” Lucian said with a smirk and winking at her and Bea.

“Oh of course, that why I was told of your behaviour during your detention in November and why you dyed your hair that ridiculous colour! I expect you to have that washed out by the time this holiday ends!” Adrian said harshly and Irina felt herself shrink in the same spot. First the detention was because of her idea of visiting Hogsmeade and then...she also had dyed her hair purple. She discreetly tried to fix her hair a little in hope Lucian grandfather wouldn't hate her that much. Hope that would be crushed in no time...but she didn't knew about it at that time.

And when things could not turn worse, she innocently thought, another purple head arrived! She looked like a queen gothic bride in a beautiful black dress. Ironically her best friend was in white and her worse nightmare appeared in her usual black color style. Thorn Cullen was walking to them, but she wasn't alone, her blond brother that Rina couldn't remember the name but remembered him, when Cobra had introduced all his brothers at the common room, came with her. Rina felt a little odd that an older boy would brought a stuffed animal with him to an event like this, but she opted to say nothing, it would be rude to say something. "Hi guys! This is Alfie" She said greeting them. "Evening Thorn." She said a little dryly, "Evening Alfie!" She said now with a smile and to much kindly. He didn't had to pay for his sister actions, bad enough to have her as a sister!

@Lucian Mornstern | @Thorn Cullen | @Jannette Applebottom | @Beatrice Dupont | @Elira Lamacraft

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OOC: Sorry Rina

Note: Ambrose is a Halfblood

@Lucian Mornstern @Jannette Applebottom @Beatrice Dupont @Elira Lamacraft @Irina Sousa

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I but my lip as she dud my tie, my whole body bursting with energy as she got close to me. If only she would look at me! “There! Perfect!”

“I know I am,” I teased, winking playfully. I hope she found it funny-

I hid a smirk when Ree greeted Thorn dryly but looked a little miffed at her cheerfulness to Alfie. Oh well. Then he spoke. “Ahh, my beautiful sister has stooped down to hanging out with Halfbloods how disappointing,” I glared at the hooded man as he put a hand on Thorn and I saw her tense.

“Hey!” I snapped at the older man, moving to stand in front of Ree. “Back off! Remember who’s roof you’re under!” I glared in fury, eyes locked onto his.

"Hi" Alfie said attaching himself to the older bloke.

"Yes! Hello Alfie,” he smiled at him and ruffled his hair. "Young master Wesley, pleasure to meet you. I'm Cullen, Basilisk Cullen happy to attend the party,” Basilisk said holding out his hand out. My narrowed eyes never left his face as I took his hand, squeezing it hard.

“Mr Cullen. Happy to have you all here,” I said, trying to collect myself. “As happy as I am when I see the Hag I call tutor,” I muttered in German.

"And you,” he gestured to Ree with his walking stick. "I've heard all about you, pity you haven't taken a liking to my sister." he fake pouted. Okay I agree there. “Then again, she deserves better than some Halfblood as a friend,” he said smirking at Ree.

I got my wand out of my pocket and pointed it at Basilisk. “One more word!” I growled.

“Lucian Michael Bauer Mornstern!” snapped Adrian, yanking the wand off of his grandson. “You be respectful!”

“But-”

“That is his opinion boy,” Adrian stuffed the wand in the inside of his suit jacket and I stared slack jawed. “Sorry for my charge, Mr Cullen, he is quite irrational at times. Gets that from his father,” I clenched my fists at the way he spoke like I wasn’t there.

Thorn who had been sweating prefusley decided to pipe up "W-why don't y-you-" Thorn stammered after grandpa was done.

"QUIET! I am not finished" he demanded. Thorn quickly shut her mouth and shuffled away slightly, I too jumped at his loud voice and looked at my friends.

"Oh no, you are quite done, mister attitude,” yet another man walked over grabbing Basilisk by the ear. I smirked hearing him pleading. “Nope we talked about this, god I can't take you anywhere,” he turned to us. “Ambrose Quinn at your service and also unfortunately married to him. Some people just can't understand that HALFBLOODS are the same as PUREBLOODS" he said while winking at Ree and pulling Basilisk's ear every time he said blood.

I knew my grandpa would have something to say about that tonight, but I asked him quietly to not make a scene. I really wanted to leave and go to my room or just anywhere else that wasn’t here!

“What do you mean unfortunately? Oww!" Basilisk whined. Ambrose didn't even respond he just dragged the other man away. Good.

“So, I-I have no words" she sighed looking at the ground. Merlin her family is chaotic!

"Swimming?" Alfie asked tugging at Thorn's dress to get her attention. I turned to Alfie.

“Yeah! Can you swim Alfie?” I asked him, thinking to see if we had any floats. I think we did. We had all sorts of small play items. Not massive floats but we had water guns and other things. Someone else walked in!

“Rae!” I greeted. Her parents and herself greeted to us. “Hello Sir. Ma’am,” I inclined my head to them while grandpa shook the mans hand and and did a slight bow to the woman. “Grandad, is it okay for us to take our leave? Wonder around?” I asked.

“Don’t break anything. Dokby will stay by you,” he answered almost instantaneously. “Do not get into trouble. I mean it boy!”

I nodded and walked along the hall, motioning for them all to follow. “So, shall we go outside? Play some tennis? Explore the fields? Or go swimming now?” I asked, looking at everyone.