A night for beginnings Closed

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Interacting with @Paige Chase @Haley Rose @Eden Gardener
Mentioning: @Michael Miller
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Sarah let a smile slip onto her features as her eyes casually took in the girl in front of her. Paige looked wonderful, and bar the slight shake in her voice, looked perfectly at place in the ballroom. “You shouldn’t be, just try and enjoy yourself,” Sarah reasoned, though something inside of her seemed to think there perhaps was something the younger girl should be worried about. She shook the thought and thanked her for the compliment. “You look beautiful. You’d fit right into an obnoxious Pure-Blood ball,” She said, grinning as she allowed herself to take in the girl’s navy gown once more. She offered a small wave as the girl dismissed herself and smiled, hoping the night was everything the girl seemed to be wishing for. Though a few moments later, she wasn’t so sure.

To the Slytherin, it was clear what had happened, and she didn’t like it one bit. Perhaps, it was because she was an avid people watcher and as such, often able to pick up social cues that some others couldn’t. Now, when it came to her using them herself, that was a different story. But she could see what was happening, maybe even just before it did.

She’d noticed the nervous excitement between Michael and the boy in the admittedly fabulous velvet shirt. The boy seemed cautious, but smiling, and Michael all but beamed. It was clear that there was something there, even had Sarah not overheard the boy’s thanks for his invitation. She cringed inwardly as she watched Paige stop at Michael’s side. “Oh Merlin,” She muttered to herself as she realised the foolish Slytherin had clearly invited both to the ball. She watched as Paige walked away from the pair of boys, with a smile Sarah could tell from personal experience was forced. She didn’t really know the girl, only having spoken a few times, but she felt terrible for her. At least when the Slytherin looked back at Michael, he had the grace to look guilty.

There was a moment when she considered going over to him and asking him to explain what he’d done, but causing a scene wasn’t what she’d planned for this evening. She’d had more than her fair share of ball dramas – most of them beginning with her arguing with her father – and wasn’t about to purposefully start another.

When Haley and Simon arrived, Sarah’s thoughts were momentarily pulled away from Paige and the situation she was mildly angry about. They looked wonderful beside one another and she grinned when Haley met her eye. Despite the mild discomfort she still felt being near the girl – she had seen her broken down on a bathroom floor after all – she gave her a friendly wave and a polite nod, making a note to go and speak to her at some point.

Seeing Paige approach the couple, then make her way back over to Michael, and the two others which now stood with him, she sighed. A part of her wanted to walk over there, make sure Paige was okay – apparently she felt protective over the first year. But she also realised that interrupting and sticking her nose where it didn’t need to be, didn’t always help matters. She decided to stay put for now, letting her eyes flick around the room from person to person.

Then Eden approached the small group and Sarah’s interest was piqued once more. The boy was seemingly obnoxious and self-righteous, but then again, she’d met plenty of Pure-Blood children who were the same. It wasn’t always their fault, but their parent’s. she wondered whether that was the cause with Gardener. She walked over to them, crossing the ballroom with the practised grace of a dancer. She came to a stop a few feet from them, grabbing a drink form the table as an excuse to overhear the conversation. It was likely obvious what she was doing, but the Slytherin likely wouldn’t care if she was caught. It seemed almost impossibly obvious that she was eavesdropping when Eden’s comment made her snort. Likening himself to the white roses of his garden – Sarah couldn’t tell whether he was making a joke or being obtuse. She gave him the benefit of the doubt.

Her cover was blown and so she decided to just turn and address Eden directly. "The roses, I'm sure, hold nothing on you," She said, a smile on her face which bordered on playful teasing and a smirk. She wasn't certain whether her words had been sarcastic or a simple expansion of his joke. She thought it best not to linger on it.

"I'm just afraid I might show you up," he teased with a smile. Haley mentioned dancing later and certainly he planned to do just that because it was a dance but honestly judging from their little rehearsal dance in the Third Floor corridors he knew that it would be the other way around. Simon knew enough to make them look like one of the best couples out there but it was Haley who exceled between the two.

Simon finally forced himself to pry his gaze from his date which was not easy to do and he scanned the large room for familiar faces. He saw those he met in the first P.U.R.E. meeting, Michael, and he knew Paige would be there. She had somewhat inquired about Haley over the holiday break. In asking him who he was going to go to the dance with, he had told her that there was a particular redhead but hadn't said too much more. He wanted to introduce the two to one another - the girl that was always on his mind and one that was one of his closest friends at Hogwarts.

He didn't have to look long as Paige approached. He would have made the introduction but Paige did so and he smiled to her. She said her name, asked of Haley's, and then disappeared as suddenly as she had come but with a cup in each hand he figured she was getting drinks for her and her date.

"Paige is one of my closest friends here at school," he added to Haley so it didn't seem awkward that she came and went without any more explanation. "We even went on a date over the holiday. Don't start getting jealous now," he said and laughed. "She beat me in a competition and the loser had to buy the other lunch. I opted for dinner and ice skating and took a train out to Hampshire to meet her." But even that very day Haley had still been on his mind so she needn't worry about the 'date' between two friends.

"Okay, so...important choice. Perhaps the most important choice of the evening," although he was quite certain it actually wasn't. "...Refreshments THEN dancing or dancing THEN refreshments?" And he sighed and glance off as if this was the biggest life affirming decision that Haley would ever make in her lifetime.

P.U.R.E BALL

Interacting with: @Simon Kincaid @Paige Chase
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Haley laughed at Simon's comment and playfully rolled her eyes. "You wish." She said challengingly and had to laugh again. That was one of the qualities, among so many, that she so enjoyed about Simon. The nonchalance, the humor, and that they could make such jokes with each other. Haley was brought out of her thoughts again when a girl introduced herself. She smiled at her and was in love with her dress. It was blue and beautifully embellished and looked amazing on her. "I love your dress, it looks amazing on you!" said Haley to the girl who introduced herself as Paige. "I'm Haley Rose." She smiled after her as she continued on her way.

Haley was surprised at the brief Meeting but didn't take it negatively. "A date? I had no idea you were such a Casanova." Haley looked at Simon with a raised eyebrow and started laughing. "That sounds like a nice day. I'll definitely have to remember that trick for our next snowball fight." She joked. She was curious what Paige would be like but she was sure she must be a great person if she and Simon were such good friends.

"Oh, wow, Simon." She looked at him startled "you can't give me such a difficult decision." Haley was not a good in acting off and quickly started laughing again. She would prefer to dance directly with Simon and do nothing else all evening but she thought it would be the smartest choice to go for the refreshment first and move on to dancing later. "After much consideration, I think it's the best choice to come back to the refreshment first and then devote ourselves to dancing." She made an expression as if she wasn't sure about her decision and as if she was reconsidering it but quickly smiled at him to signal to Simon that she was only joking.

Haley glanced around the room looking for something to drink and could see a punch bowl on a table. She carefully grabbed Simon's hand and pulled him lightly behind her to get them each a glass with the drink.

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The first faux pas Kazuo noted was the host's inattentive behaviour toward his guests. Though he welcomed those who approached him, Michael quickly abandoned his position, first to play his violin, then to engage with the muggleborn girl, Paige. It appeared that she was his date. Yet rather than accompany him in his duties as host, he had abandoned them to accompany her.

The second faux pas came in the form of inviting two dates to the ball. The entrance of one Percival Rainwood, an immaculately dressed pureblood, causing a bit of awkward friction. He couldn't help but to smirk in amusement. Who invited two dates? A muggleborn and a pureblood no less?

As he fetched himself a drink, he made note of the others as they arrived, the couples looking adorably awkward while the singles seemed to drift about, unsure of what to do. A few exceptions, such as Sarah and Karlina who appeared to know exactly how these affairs would go.

Then there was Isaac. Kazuo did not recognize this green-haired older student though he felt that surely he should have noticed him before. That hair was simply impossible to not notice. And those eyes… were not natural. His lips curled upward, curiosity and anticipation tugging them into a smile. He approached as Isaac decided to reprimand Michael for faux pas number three - talking with his mouth full. In front of his date no less. The date who decided to defend Michael with a quip about the newcomer's hair color.

The peacock joined the fray with false flattery for the host and a sad attempt at a joke about being a rose. Was that why the boy had chosen to drown himself in rose-scented perfume? He caught Sarah's snort, gaze shifting to her as she seemed equally amused by Eden's posturing and her response to Eden drew a chuckle from Kazuo. It appeared Sarah was no stranger to the art of backhanded compliments.

It seemed Isaac's little lecture had rallied the troops around Michael. Interesting. "No need to ruffle feathers." Kazuo offered a calm, placating tone, one he had often heard his father use. "I believe the intention was one of learning? And surely even purebloods can have things they need to learn when they are still children? Perhaps Miller-san's club would benefit from an older, more experienced pureblood such as yourself to educate him and his members on the proper etiquette required for such events?" He offered his words with a benign smile, taking the opportunity to better study Isaac.

Outfit: Reducio Interacting with: Isaac W. Pincus ( @Kit Paine ) @Michael Miller Mentioning: All the ball goers vaguely @Paige Chase @Percival Rainwood @Sarah Lightwood Action: Entering the fray

Stats Stamina 5 Evasion 7 Strength 5 Wisdom 6 Arcane Power 6 Accuracy 6 Abilities Perfectionist

credit:CASSANDRA IRONWOODS



Mentioning: @Kara Capricorn @Cassandra Ironwoods @Michael Miller @Karlina Ackerman @Kit Paine @Percival Rainwood

It was just a few days she joined this PURE club, well first she thought it was a pure-blood club only for them but turns out there are other mixes, god if her dad found out so it's better to keep that to herself as long as she doesn't talk with muggle-borns than its alright right?

she wore her dress it was simple since it isn't really a ball it's just the broke version of it so what's the point in going fully out, she wore her black dress not giving a single damn if it doesn't match the theme, The dress fit her perfectly hugging her every curve in the right ways, she sprayed her expensive woman cologne that made her smell like cold rose and sea breeze.

she loved the smell it really shows the type of person she is cold and not friendly giving boss woman vibes, she applied her classic red lipstick silver rings including her heirloom ring and a crescent moon necklace. She had made her way to the ballroom noticing the waltz music she followed the music till she saw open doors.

she scanned the room with her sharp icy eyes noticing how everyone was wearing light colours and all in gowns, one word she can describe it...Pathetic. she didn't care that she was wearing black they can all stare if they want maybe even take notes on how to get dressed like a proper pureblood, not some cheap pureblood wannabes.

Her eyes laid upon a specific pair of couple, marking them, purple hair in a greek outfit and another one in a simple baby pink, she knew who it was the purple-haired demon the one and only cash or in other words Cassandra ironwoods and from what it looks like she has a date, well at least Katherine knew shes gonna have to meet them.

She walked over to their table with all poise and elegance like the models on the catwalk, she had also noticed other people, more like people who can't stand her but she also didn't care they could hate all they want it's not like she'll cry at the very end it's them that will cry, she just decided she won't interact with them for the sanity of her brain.

she had reached her table when she heard a certain nickname used for cash, cassie she wanted to bust out laughing, she just kept a straight face and decided to use it against cash or shall I say cassie. she spoke with confidence in her tone"well hello there cassie and from what it looks like it cassies date, must I say you look completely astonishing tonight the pink is a good colour on you, sorry I'm cassies friend Katherine, Katherine Labrouder and you must be..",

she looked at cashs date then back at cash leaving a devilish smirk on her face, she knew cash won't like it but Katherine would take her chances, Katherine still had her icy sharp eyes on she spoke to cash"well no need to get jealous you also look wonderful in this greek outfit, who knows it might end with a greek tragedy at this point I'm starting to think your psychic cash",

she grinned yet had the same facial features on she waited for cash and her date to respond then after a bit she would respond and end their small interaction by saying"well ill stop bothering you wonderful couple and by stop bothering you I mean cassies partner, but other than that enjoy ur evening in whatever this is",

she would give off a smirk and a small wink to cash, shed then walk off and notice the very own host of this cheap ball getting what was the word made fun off. shed walk with complete elegance and head up high, shed stop and face the trio, she noticed another guy with quite of a funky hair colour throw something at Michael.

she had her classic devil smirk and sharp icy eyes she entered softly and spoke"I hope I wasn't interrupting anything, I am a new member of this um..", badly done" club. even though I thought it had only purebloods but again I must be mistaken by the title, I'm Katherine, Katherine labrouder and you handsome gentlemen must be..",

she paused looking at the brown-haired one that was standing near the owner of the club Michael was his name she assumed, then she looked at the lime haired boy, but instead she still had her devilish smirk yet warm eyes almost flirty, she made sure to make eye contact with him a bit longer than the other one then her gaze fell back at Michael.

"Well if I must say this ball is almost neatly done I couldn't say perfect of course I mustn't lie that's obviously the first rule in the pureblood families, obviously you knew that but I'm not sure you knew that you shouldn't stuff your mouth while being firstly a host of the ball and secondly in the middle of the ball, but I won't blame you, I think you didn't know",

she spoke knowing exactly that she offended him but in a poised way, not too cocky she obviously didn't show it she had her smirk on, but yet sharp icy eyes marked on him, she had a straight posture while talking to them, not making their interaction too long she would have wrapped it up by saying" well anyways I came here to thank you for the invite and enjoy your night I mean all of you",

she looked at each one and again leaving her gaze a tiny bit longer on the lime haired boy making her eyes soft enough and flirty. she knew what she was doing, she then would have walked away and got a drink, she took small sips of it, she noticed a girl sitting at the corner her dress was questionable definitely questionable for Katherine, didn't she have time to do something to her own dress why was it so basic and white.

she obviously didn't show it, she needed company she eyed the girl in white and would give her a smirk, then look at the empty seat next to her and then take another sip of her drink, hopefully, the girl in white would notice, understand and accept kaths invite after all Katherine was bored and ready to cause a little chaos and maybe even raise hell.

Simon shut up and followed as the girl took his hand and led him to the other end of the Ballroom. There was a long row of tables that had cups, refreshments, small items, candies, and something bigger for those that fancied a more substantial meal that evening. He stood there a moment, not really trying to decide what he wanted but rather liked holding this girl's hand so it gave him an excuse to keep it for another moment longer.

Still, she had said drinks, so to the punch bowl they headed.

Ah, it took it right back to his school dances back at his muggle school in London. The same red punch in the same sort of bowl. Simon looked at it, almost expecting the punch bowl to refill itself since Hogwarts was a school for magic but that wasn't the current case. Instead, there was one of the school's kitchen elves mixing up some more in another container.

He took one of the glasses and, like a gentleman, handed it out to her. Then he looked down at the others, all filled with the punch. "Excuse me. Sorry, I don't mean to be difficult," he spoke to the elf who glanced up and blinked. "Would you perhaps have any water?"

The elf responded that he had water, colored...with a lovely fruit taste, and once again looked to the glasses with punch. Simon glanced around, hoping to see some water but it seemed the elf had already used the last of it in his current drink that he was mixing. "Thank you," he said, taking a glass from where he had gotten Haley's.

Joy.

Simon forced a small smile to Haley and knew he was going to have to stomach at least a taste or two. "To...a night where nothing else matters but you and I." He held his glass up so the two could toast to it. Drama could go down if drama was going to go down, but Simon was determined to make this a great evening for himself and his date.

P.U.R.E BALL

Interacting with: @Simon Kincaid
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When the two arrived at the tables they didn't stop holding hands and Haley wished it would be that way all evening. They stood at a long row of tables with all kinds of different things and Haley looked at everything very carefully and could hardly decide what she wanted to try first. Meanwhile, she continued to not let go of Simon's hand and It took a few seconds before they released their hands from each other. She accepted it gratefully. Right drinks - that's what she asked for. Haley always had the problem of getting lost in her thoughts, but she especially had that when she imagined moments with Simon, even if he was standing right next to her.

Haley noticed that Simon was asking the elf something, but was too distracted to hear what exactly he was asking. She looked a little confused at Simon as he looked around like he was searching for something, but Haley didn't know what and before she could ask him he came up with a toast. Haley smiled as Simon made his toast and repeated "You and I" with a big smile and toasted him. Haley took a sip and looked at Simon curiously as she asked him about the elf "What did you want from the elf? Are you looking for something?"

Haley waited for Simon's answer as she anxiously looked around the large room and saw it filling up more and more as time went on and she was very happy that this ball was such a success. Since they both still had something in their cup, Haley had thought to sit down with Simon and talk a bit before moving on to the dancing, "Would you like to sit down and tell me about your week?"

Since school had started again the two of them didn't have too much private time even though they tried to see each other often enough they were both busy with many other things. That's why Haley always wanted to know how Simon was doing. Even if he would only tell her that everything is the same and that he is doing well, she would listen to him with full attention and be happy about his words and time.

Haley would take all the time she needed to listen to Simon but her body was also tingling because she still wanted to run with him to the dance floor to repeat what they had done in the corridor just after the vacations. But she had to be patient and for whom would she be if not for Simon Kincaid.

"Oh, I was just wondering if he had some water," he said just before bringing the glass to his lips and forced a drink. He was able to hide his disgust for the most part but there was probably a hint of the fact that he didn't like it. Many thought it odd how he didn't like things like this - sweet drinks, pastries, bakery items, candy. It just never had been his thing.

"Oh, this week was fun. I took all my old assignments and papers that I did poorly on from the first half of the year down to the Common Room and tossed them in, one by one, into the fire." His friend Alexa Mackenzie had helped with that. He also got to meet her new pet rat.

"Honestly I spent most of the week corresponding with my aunt Maggie so she'd order just the right attire for the Ball. I'd say she did rather well," he admitted. The blood red matched Haley's dress perfectly. "And I've been counting down the days until now. Maybe not so much excitement for the ball but rather to get to spend the time with you," and he'd openly admit that because it was truth. "Not a bad early Birthday present, huh?" His was the very day after the ball. February 14th - a Valentine's Day baby.

"I wish there were special allowances for us. You know, you have classes with your house, sit with them at meal times, and have the Common Room where you can spend a little bit later in, but if you want to be close with someone from another house then you're just plain at a loss. Like when we played in the snow. It was brilliant but then when it was time to go inside to warm up we had to part ways." It was rather unfair. He understood the house system and all, but sometimes it felt like something that separated students more than strengthened them.

"Maybe it's a good thing," he continued, "maybe it's good because otherwise I'd be wanting to spend all my time with you." He hoped that Haley was realizing that he was trying to say that he liked her.

P.U.R.E BALL

Interacting with: @Simon Kincaid
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Haley found Simon's behavior a little odd and as she drank she continued to watch him and it seemed like something didn't sit right with him. "So you don't like punch that much?" She thought it was cute that if he really didn't like it, he still tried to drink it and not let anybody know. She was curious but wouldn't keep bugging him about it if he didn't want to talk about it.

"Oh too bad you didn't invite me." She started laughing, thinking it was a brilliant idea "I've got a bunch that would like to be burned too." She thought of the fireplace in the common room and maybe she would imitate Simon and really do that someday too.

"Oh give my regards to your aunt. Please tell her that she really did a good job." Haley lightly ran her hand over Simon's suit and smiled. It really did match her dress perfectly. Haley's smile grew even bigger at Simon's words. If only he knew she felt the same way. "I'm glad I'm not the only one counting the days" she winked at him, hoping he would understand that she felt the same way he did. Birthday? Had he just said birthday? Oh damn. Haley didn't know when Simon's birthday was and immediately felt bad.

"Please tell me it's not your birthday today?" She crossed her fingers that the answer would be no. If only she had known that beforehand, she would have put more thought into getting a present. But she wasn't Haley Rose if she couldn't come up with something personal at the last minute. Still, she hoped she would have a little more time for a gift.

Haley could understand Simon's feelings, she had felt the same way and wished it would be easy for the houses to spend time together in the common rooms as well. "Yeah I know what you mean." She looked at him a little wistfully, "I've already been thinking about how to sneak you into the Gryffindor common room ." Of course she was joking but actually she had really thought about it once. "Oh, I wouldn't mind if you wanted to spend all your time with me." She smiled at him now, "I'd feel the same way." Haley's cheeks turned slightly pink and she looked down at her hands in embarrassment.

She took a few deep breaths and then gathered all her courage to be honest with Simon, "you know..." she started but paused for a moment "I couldn't imagine anything better than spending my free time with you." She smiled sheepishly and hoped for a positive reaction from Simon but didn't dare to look him in the eyes again.

"Tomorrow," he told her. "Tomorrow's my birthday. What can I say, I'm full of so much love that I was born on Valentine's Day?" and he smiled. Well, could one really be full of love without their father not only there when they were born, but there for the pregnancy or anywhere else. Simon's dad didn't even know he existed and for Simon, it was as if he didn't either but he knew that wasn't the case. Everyone had a father.

Their conversation was getting a little heavy, at least in first year standards, and he looked down to the glasses that sat on the table before them. His had more liquid than hers but he didn't want to go into the conversation because it always made him feel like an outsider. Sometimes he thought there had to be something wrong with him for him to not like foods the way he did. Some people didn't like vegetables or some people didn't like to eat fish, but no one was as picky of an eater as he was.

"You shouldn't admit such things," he said, getting on the topic of her saying that she couldn't imagine anything better than spending her time with him. "Because that's a transition right into the next segment of our night." He stood up and held his hand out toward her, hoping she'd place hers in his. "Would you like to dance?"

He wasn't nervous for the dancing. She had come with him to the dance to dance and they had even gotten in some practice. If she accepted, he would lead her out onto the dance floor and they would be one of the first couples to start things off. He was eager to do so.

Still, there was the smallest bit of nervousness. For in his mind there was something that, if it all played out right, that would be happening behind just a dance.