#ahevent006

[scrpcntprince]

where? the christmas party who? open

Hogwarts has always felt more like a fortress than a castle. It was comforting as a child, knowing that everything going on in the world was locked out. But now he found himself on the opposite end of the dilemma - wanting to do something meaningful, but what he needed for that was safely locked away at Hogwarts. What a rare twist of luck it was that this out of all years was the one they decided to open the castle doors for anyone. So as the party folk were busy celebrating upstairs, Regulus had made his way down into the dungeon unseen - or so he had hoped before he rounded the next corner and all but ran into someone. Schooling his expression into something inconspicuous, he straightened his back. “Did you get lost? I could help you find your way back to the festivities if you want?”

[auxrorkind]

where: hogwarts chirstmas ball, black lake 

who: anyone at da party :-)

the crowds got to her, sometimes. sarang didn’t like that the crowds got to her - she used to be able to bob and weave through crowded places easily, push past people and stand squished in the middle of a group without a care in the world. not anymore, apparently. oh well. 

she sat at the edge of the large, dark lake, her shoes next to her and her feet in the water. as sarang blew into the opening of a glass bottle she’d found on a table, listening to the various notes it produced, she heard footsteps approaching. “is there really a giant squid in there?” 

[edithburning]

Where; entry hall Whom; open

Her sister was getting married. Her sister was getting married!

After playing 20 Wedding Questions with Ally, Edith had promptly gone into the entry hall and climbed up her favorite statue. The statue hadn’t missed her nearly as much as she had missed it. She could hear the gargoyle grumbling as her feet swung back and forth and she stared across the hall with panic excitement in her eyes. Married! Ally!

“What? Sorry I wasn’t paying attention.” Edith said as someone tossed a wadded up napkin at her. “Why am I up here? Why are you down there? I’m celebrating!”

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[glitteringxgilderoy]

where; great hall Whom; open

Oh Gilderoy had missed this. Some flashy tart had definitely upstaged him in the best dressed category, and Reginald looked like a blood gift in that suit, and Gilderoy was thriving. He had a drink in one hand that he’d mostly forgotten and kept using the other to gesture broadly.

“Now this is the sort of event I’ve been saying we needed for ages! I am of course keeping notes as to who wore it best. Rita and I will compare later, before we make any official decisions. No, no darling of course you’re still in the running!”

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[finnegan-again]

where; great hall whom; anyone

Patrick had to admit he had never intended to come back to this place. Sure it had given him some great friends, but it had also been the constant reminder of just how different he was from his siblings. The old pain still ached occasionally.

It felt a bit different today though. Today his eyes couldn’t stop finding Lena in the crowd, and his face hurt from smiling. They had found some second hand matching outfits for all of them, and Seamus had sticky fingers tangled in Patrick’s hair. He felt so alive. “You’ll come here one day too, Seay. And I’ll tell you all the best places to hide.” He told his son in a warm, low voice as Seamus reached out to grab at someone nearby. “Hey— no grabbing, Seay, come on buddy. Sorry about that. He’s still learning.”

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[of-beasts-and-blood]

❄️The Yule Ball ❄️ Location: Hogwarts Great Hall Present: Devereaux and René ( @just-rene )

Devereaux had learnt how to charm people before he’d learnt to speak. It was second nature to him by now. He’d flit through the crowds and join conversations as seamlessly as anything. He had a wide range of conversations and compliments in his arsenal for any occasion. Except now.

How could you capitalise on nostalgia that you didn’t share?

He’d made the rounds regardless, having a few inane conversations before needing a break. He looked around for a friendly face. They were few and far inbetween in a country that wasn’t his. Eventually, he spotted René leaning against the wall and intently watching the orchestra play. He made his way over with two goblets of butterbeer, offering one to his friend.

“Christmas at a school doesn’t feel the same without those powder blue uniforms.”

[echoagainst]

where: hogwarts with: open

the castle had always felt in equal parts like a trap and a safe house. it was a bit like a lighthouse in a monsoon, but even echo had to admit that the enchantment of the yule ball made her smile in spite of herself. her eyes watched the snowflakes fall in slow, lyrical patterns. she let out a soft whistle as the music picked up again. echo stepped out to the dance floor alone when she noticed someone watching her. “what?”

[just-rene]

where: the Yule ball

with who: Laure ( @lauredeschamps )

The orchestra swelled with a tune that was familiar to René. It was upbeat and lively, the kind of song that you were meant to dance to. It reminded René of those few joyous celebrations he actually attended in his youth - weddings, and birthday celebrations, and Christmas dinners. The song was one of the few that could always get him out on the dancefloor - always with the same dance partner. 

He approached them as they stood in front of one of the dessert displays, apparently considering a cascading tower of tarts. He tapped them on the shoulder delicately, and lowered himself into a sweeping bow with his hand outstretched as they turned to face him.

“May I have this dance?”

He glanced up at his twin with a grin and a wink.