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february 10th, 2024 • date ballroom • location 2, 4, 6, great! • thread

Topaz quickly showed anyone that was looking that she was a much, much better dancer than Ophelia. In the beginning, it didn't bother the Ravenclaw too much since she knew that she'd danced before, but she felt herself missing the beat constantly and tripping over her own feet. Was she really this bad at being a graceful dancer? Her partner, on the other hand, seemed to be doing extremely well.

So when Topaz offered to teach Ophelia some basic dance moves, she was quick to agree. She loved being good at things, but she wasn't too full of pride to accept help. "Oh, thank you!"

Ophelia's eyes took in the movements that Topaz was making with her hands and feet and tried her best to copy them. It was hard at first, but soon, she felt herself slide into the rhythm of things. Suddenly, dancing made a lot more sense.

Sliding back into their old position so that Ophelia could really try it out, the Ravenclaw grinned as she didn't mess up the timing and didn't hurt herself by tripping over her own feet. She shook her head at her friend. She'd been pretty sure that she was hopeless, but Topaz had proven her wrong. "You're an amazing teacher! Where did you learn to dance?"

interactions • @Topaz November mentions • @ stats • sta 6 | eva 5 | str 6 | wis 7 | arc 6 | acc 5

202 • word count xxx • outfit perfectionist • abilities

ooc notes • before agreed partner is Topaz November

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Interacting with @Inara Yang

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Professor Blumenthal

Note: Partner is Inara Yang (previously agreed)

~Outfit~ Reducio Light purple dress with Mary Janes, hair down and naturally wavy

~Speech~ Reducio English- #400058 Thoughts- italics

February 10, 2024

“Um, no, I don’t have a partner. Do you- um, want to be partners? All my friends have partners already.” The girl said. She looked a little shy. Matilde couldn’t blame her.

“Great!” Matilde said enthusiastically. “Well, not great that you don’t have a partner, I just meant it works out, because I don’t either,” she said, laughing lightly to dispel the awkwardness. She stepped closer to the girl, almost subconsciously, to show that she had found a partner, and tried to remember the instructions. Matilde glanced at the professors winding their way around the room. She practiced in her head. Slow. Slow. Quick, quick. Slow. Slow. Quick, quick. Easy enough. She was a little dismayed when she saw it was nothing like ceili dancing. Matilde was on her dance school’s ceili team, and she had assumed the partner ballroom dance would be in some way similar. But the foxtrot had almost nothing in common with the fast paced, energetic dancing she was used to. The foxtrot was calm and almost serene. Despite the differences, Matilde found she liked it.

She smiled at the girl.“Okay so… I can lead, if you’d like. Oh, my name is Matilde, by the way. What’s yours?”

OOC note: In case you’re wondering what in the world I’m talking about: Irish ceili dance

WC: 210 + 203/400

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Interacting with: @Kaitlyn Connor	Word Count: 452/400	Outfit: Reducio

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Minnie nearly stopped dancing she was blushing so hard. The compliment Kaitlyn had given her was super nice. She had never been called an awesome dancer. "Thanks Kaitlyn. I-thanks." She smiled. "I'm glad that you now know the foxtrot." Minnie thought about her ferret. She had really chosen her because Lightning had called to her. But that would sound silly. "Yeah, I would love to have our pets meet!" She decided to say. "It would be so much fun!" It seemed as if everything was going great. Which of course meant that something had to go wrong. Minnie was dancing when she tripped and fell on one of the tables. She blushed deeply as she got up from a table. She had gotten-thankfully-not food on her dress. But it was still very loud and embarrassing. "Pepper imps! Sorry about this. I'm super clumsy." She told Kaitlyn. Minnie dusted herself off and realized her hair was a mess. Next to Kaitlyn, she looked terrible. This was not going well. "Um...I really am sorry for falling...I'll just tell you my pet story, sorry." She sighed. Well, you've certainly bungled things up. Just tell her your odd story and pretend it never happened. "Okay, so it was back before school started. I was searching for a pet cat. I saw an incredibly cute one, and thought that maybe that cat was the one. But when I went closer, the cat kept hissing at me. Well, now that I think about it, the cat was most likely scared of the cat next to it...but anyways, I found another cat that kind of...entranced me a little. Sounds weird, right? But I nearly chose that one, I didn't though, as the cat tried to...claw me. Didn't work, but it surprised me enough to bang into...I sort of crashed actually, but I went into a cage. Lightning's cage. She was scared and all cute and I was having a moment when the manager came in and told me her story. He was a little bit of a strange guy, but he seemed nice enough. So I bought her and she's my pet. It's not really that exciting." She let out a breath, having spoken for too long. But hopefully Kaitlyn wouldn't mind. Does Kaitlyn think that was boring or exciting? I hope she didn't find it boring. Although it sort of is...well she's too nice to say it's not boring, but I don't want her to feel bored around me...ugg. Having friends is very hard. But fun. Minnie's thoughts swirled around, trying to figure out what Kaitlyn thought of her. "This really is super nice. I wonder who thought of this?" Minnie's dance partner is Kaitlyn Connor

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Time: Reducio Date	Interacting with : Reducio @Minnie Duke
Outfit: Reducio Dress: link Sandals: link Hairstyle: link Self-made tulip earrings: link	Notes: Reducio Speech: #3CB371 Thoughts: italics

Kaitlyn smiled shyly to Minnie, happy to see her friend happy. “I’m glad, too. We can add it to the list of dances we could dance together, whenever we find ourselves here again, alone,” she hinted enthusiastically. While she was the one who invited Minnie to this dance, it should come as no surprise that inwardly, she was a nervous wreck. She was doing her best to keep that all in, wanting to have a good night with Minnie. She vastly preferred being in the ballroom with just the two of them … alone.

“Awesome! I cannot wait. I want Demeter to meet more pets. I see her slowly getting more comfortable,” Kaitlyn mused with a nod. As the girls were dancing together, Minnie suddenly tripped and fell. Startled by her friend’s fall, she slightly jumped back. They were getting kind of close to the tables. ‘I really need to pay better attention. We’re partners for this. I feel so bad,’ she thought. She offered her hand to Minnie to help her up.

After Minnie got up, Kaitlyn could tell that her friend was nervous. She stayed quiet again, letting Minnie have the space to talk. As her etiquette classes taught her: ‘Do not interrupt. Practice active listening. Proper young ladies wait to answer until their conversation partner is done.’ She found herself doing that more with Minnie, wanting the Hufflepuff to know that she was listening.

‘I can tell Minnie is nervous. I hope it’s not because of me. Maybe I should’ve worn a different dress? I don’t think that’s making Minnie nervous? She hasn’t been nervous around me before … Maybe it's the way I look? I found a pimple on my face earlier and I didn't try to hide it ... maybe Minnie was trying to laugh at me or something? I feel like I'm not good enough for her. Maybe it’s the dancing around so many other people? I’m scared of that, too, so I know how that feels. I wonder what she does to feel better. Despite what happened, I kind of like this. Minnie never rambled too much before. I like the sound of her voice. And I like her story. I wonder why she didn’t seem to happy to say it…’ Her mind rambled on, as she listened to Minnie.

Once Kaitlyn was sure Minnie was done, followed by a few extra beats of silence, Kaitlyn finally spoke again. “Minnie, you don’t have to apologize to me. Is everything alright?” she asked, concern in her voice. “I’m having fun with you, and that’s all that matters to me,” she replied, honestly.

“And your story on how you met Lightning is so adorable! I love it! It’s like she was calling out to you. I find that so exciting,” Kaitlyn responded. “And, at least you didn’t fall when you met her. When I met Demeter, I fell and bruised my rear end for a week. I had trouble sitting the entire time,” she giggled, hoping to relieve some of Minnie’s tension. Plus, it showed that she wasn’t always so graceful, despite her best intentions.

Glancing around the room, Kaitlyn nodded to Minnie’s comment about this dance. “I agree. Whomever did it did such a good job. I wonder who decorated?” She questioned. “Hey, Minnie, what do you like to do when you get nervous and stressed? I practice yoga and meditate,” she offered, attempting to steer the conversation a little. ‘And I could always offer to do whatever activity with her. I feel bad if I’m making her nervous. She does look even cuter, when she's nervous, though,’ she thought.

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Kaitlyn's dance partner is Minnie Duke

Violet was ecstatic when she heard about the dance event being held in the ballroom. Although the event was held on the occasion of Valentine's week, which she was not particularly interested in, it was still a dance event and Violet absolutely loved dancing, making her feel excited for the upcoming event.
As soon as she had seen the announcement, she had looked for her friends asking them if they would like to be her dance partner. But with her luck, everyone had found about the event before she did and had already found themselves partners. This dampened her excitement a bit, feeling left out, but she didn't let the feeling linger on, in the atmosphere around her. She decided to go to the event anyways hoping she could partner up with someone there.

On the day of the event, she had rummaged through her trunk to find the perfect dress. Having too many of them, confused her. She wondered how her mother managed to put a good portion of her wardrobe in the trunk, besides her books and other essentials. Her mother definitely was one good packer, but as it was February, her trunk had already turned messy.
Finally choosing an elegant black dress, she paired it up with her black heels and let her Black hair fall down on her shoulders. She left the Hufflepuff common room which was almost empty and ascended the stairs to reach the ballroom.

Once reaching the ballroom, her mouth hung open in awe, probably wider than the first time she saw the room.The room was perfectly lit up, gleaming in the hues of Valentine. The music was quite loud. She entered the room, looking around. She saw Professor Regan and Professor Blumenthal dancing together and couldn't help but admire their synchronisation.

She gazed around looking at different couples moving across the room. While some of them looked like they were floating on clouds, dancing elegantly, the others clearly struggled, often tripping. She moved to the corner of the room, when the professor announced that only those who wanted to dance shall stay there. Well, she did want to dance but was just unlucky enough to not land with a partner.

She looked around again and a certain boy caught her eyes. Violet recognised him as Ernest Baird. She knew him a little having interacted with him during a class. Apparently, he was alone too. Yet, she was not sure if she should go and ask him for the dance. It was possible he did not like dancing.

Eventual dance partner: Ernest Baird

Setting: Ballroom surrounded by people
IC date: February 10, 2024

Ernest wasn’t really one who liked to dance. He knew how, because there were only so many things you couldn’t learn when left home alone growing up, but that didn’t really matter. Goblins don’t really dance, never had a reason to, so it mostly learned through books instead of practice.

When he heard about something going down in the ballroom, he figured he would pop in and see what was happening. The Foxtrot was not what he was expecting. He looked around as couples started to get together and dance, each looking happy and content with their dancing.


He had worn dress pants and a button down, not as nice as some of the outfits the others had on, but still, he felt like he put in another effort. He ran his hands through his hair, feeling kinda lost, but figuring he would give this a try.

Ernest hummed and looked around the room, towards the edge where the solo people were. “Anyone I know, anyone works. . .” He mumbled as he looked through the girls. Just as he thought he’d have to find a random girl he spotted one he shared potions with. “Aha, she works.” He said to himself as he walked up to her.

She was dressed up like most of the girls, though her dress was dark black. She was taller than him, and pretty, though he couldn’t really point out too much about her. For the life of him, he could not remember her name.

“Excuse me,” He said, to get her attention, “Do you have a dance partner, or can you be mine?” He asked, with a slight bow even though he was shorter than her. He figured if he could just get someone, they could figure their way through the dance. Plus, it wasn’t like they had to know each other well to follow the moves. [314/400]

@Violet Rohr

Violet was quite surprised as Ernest came up to her, afterall he didn't look that interested in the dance.

The way he had said 'Excuse me', Violet doubted the guy knew, or more like remembered her name. She always had a knack of remembering people's name but people often forgot hers which made her interactions with them weird, to say the least. Just not to make things awkward, Violet decided to pretend she didn't know his name either. 'It isn't like we will converse much anyway.', she thought to herself.

As Ernest asked Violet to be her dance partner, she exclaimed "Ofcourse! I don't have a partner and was looking for one!", slightly smiling at him bowing to her.

Violet contemplated on whether she should take off her heals or not. Normally she was more comfortable dancing like that but foxtrot was completely a new style to her. 'What if someone accidentally stepped on my feet?', she thought. She wasn't even sure how good her partner was at dancing but it would be embarrassing to ask that.
Anyhow she decided to trust the process and go on with taking off her heals. In case of any discomfort she could always wear them back.

She took off her heals placing them on a side, slightly tip toeing then placing her feet back on the ground, trying to adjust to the coldness of the floor.

Dance partner: Ernest Baird

Credits to the amazing @Reyna Evergreen & @Linda Ramirez of Rey & Li's Remarkables for the image.

Date: 10^th February 2024

It was the lovely day of February 10th and Valentine's Day was just round the corner- well it was 4 days away. And Damion was super happy to be in the Ballroom. He clutched Hades' hand in his own and smiled turning to look at him. He was so excited to be there- and not only just be there but also get to learn something new. Foxtrot. Interesting...

Damion watched what Professor @Sabine Blumenthal was doing very intendedly. He wanted to do it right and with Hades. Damion was sure that Hades would be the one leading them and he wouldn't mind a little bit that it was Hades who was leading and not him. Lovesick Damion's eyes kept glancing at Hades' face and his pretty blue eyes. If anything Damion really liked about Hades- despite liking all of him were Hades' pretty eyes. He was mesmerized by them even today. He was not sure how he had gotten so lucky to find someone with such pretty eyes. He blushed as the thought crossed his mind. "I am so lucky, Hades." Damion said softly before kissing Hades' cheek gently. He was not wanting to do anything that would create a scene or cause a drama.

Damion moved his other hand through his hair. He loved how his hair felt in his hand. One of Damion's hands was in Hades'. He loved how close they were. He leaned his head over Hades' shoulder as he watched the steps that the Professor was showing. "Seems easy right babycakes?" Damion said giggling. Damion would be happy to try it with Hades. He trusted Hades so very much. He would let himself be locked in a room with Hades. "Let me guess, but I am sure I am right, that you would want to lead and would want me to follow you." He said looking at him with a big- wait- a huge smile on his face. Damion winked at him playfully. He was very sure of the answer to what he had asked. He was feeling very giggly and blushy at the same time.

"You know I'd follow you babycakes." He said. "To the end of the world." He added softly. He looked at him with a blush spreading over his cheeks- making him look even cuter. Damion was waiting for what Hades would say and do. He was eager to dance with Hades and be in Hades' arms. Ooh! That would be so good.... He thought as he bit his lips mischievously.