Jay felt icky in her own skin.

Very icky.

Apparently there was a gala of sorts happening at her dads place and she had to wear a dress. Usually a normal dress would have been fine, any normal dress. This dress was not normal. Not even CLOSE. She could barley breathe.

Fuuuuuuuck... This is painful I swear whoever invented corsets is going to hell or has gone to hell... corsets are old

The dress had a built in corset that was restricting Jay's lungs even more by every second. Why on earth were these invented for clothing? A torture device is more fitting for this. It was also long and very outgoing. It reached the floor and kept going so that part of the fabric trailed behind her. A very obvious tripping hazard for Jay and whoever was in the same room as her.

She had, in fact pointed out all of these facts and hazards to her dad to which his response had been to quote: 'Get over it, you'll live'

Fuck him, stupid ugly old man fuckin asshole he can go die in a ditch alone and sad

Jay thought bitterly as she stood in the middle of the huge hall, currently holding a cup of punch that tasted like absolute shit. She still drank it out of annoyance and also, she was thirsty and couldn't find the water even after spending the last twenty minutes stumbling around in heels looking for it.

The hall she had first entered in when she arrived was now decked out in dark wooden tables with white tablecloths surrounding a circular stage, big enough for about fifty people to dance on. The chandelier had been lit so that the hall was bathed in a cool glow of icy lanterns, most likely enchanted to never stop flickering as couples danced slowly and carefully on the stage. The place reminded her of the Slytherin common room a bit, it gave off the same superior energy of purebloods.

I doubt that there are any halfbloods like me in the crowd, my dad isn't even letting people know he's a muggle so that gives my point even more solid ground.

She had nothing to do so she sat down and watched as rich, purebloods danced, argued and mingled for a while until someone walked up to her. He sat down next to her. UNINVITED by the way and started talking to her in a very obnoxious tone, trying to tell her something about inheritance and his family and their riches and blah blah blah boring shit that was not meant to be uttered on a Saturday night by someone that was her age, so Jay cut him off almost immediately, saving herself from the bordem.

This is worse than the history lectures I take at school...

"Respectfully please shut the fuck up." she held up a hand towards him, her palm open and motioning for him to stop talking "Leave. Go on. Go find a girl actually interested about your money and whatever achievements you have in life because I couldn't care less about them" she waved her hand, a grim look on her face as he frowned, most likely not used to being told what to do by a girl, let alone not being liked by one.

He got up and stalked away to another table where he sat with a different girl and started talking, giving her the same lecture, unlike Jay she seemed quite interested in his chattering meanwhile her friend, sitting on the other side of him, looked positively disgusted and got up, grabbing her pearl clutch bag and walked away fast. When Jay looked up from her people watching she saw her dad and his wife glaring in her direction and she gave them her worst glare back. Getting up for another drink, hopefully she could find some water

As she passed through crowds of people she noticed some people were having drinks that were set on fire. Obviously alcoholic but they made for quite the pretty effect. She walked up to the bartender and asked for just a lemonade after she had been told there was no plain water to drink. After about a minute she got her drink and she sat at the bar, watching as people drank their blue fire drinks.

"What are those?" she asked the woman behind the counter who looked up from cleaning a glass quickly and replied "Oh! Those are Blue Blazers ma'am" Jay nodded in thanks as she walked away to drink her lemonade, hopefully away from any idiots.

On her way she stepped on a tablecloth, her heel digging in as she slid forwards slightly and dragged the white sheet and everything on it off the table, quickly righting herself before she ended up on the floor.

Fire. Lots of fire. All of it consuming the table and the sheet that was now a black mess of dark and charred edges as the fire ate away at it. Someone pulled out their wand and yelled "Extinguo!" and the fire went out as quick as it lit.

Jay smirked. Enjoying the stares of shock and glares of anger coming her way.

Even though they could use magic they still freaked out a first. Fucking pathetic

Loud footsteps were marching towards the scene, her dad's no doubt. "JAY VALKYRIE! WHAT ON EARTH HAVE YOU DONE?!"

Yep that's dad

"Nothing much old man" Jay said, her face back to emotionless. "Just gave them a show" with that she stalked off to the stairs leading to her room and disappeared behind the corner, leaving chaos in her wake.