“How is it that you look charming in every color, Ella! It’s amazing how you’re single.”
@elladoraxketteridge

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“How is it that you look charming in every color, Ella! It’s amazing how you’re single.”
@elladoraxketteridge
“Anyone you got your eyes on tonight? Assuming you’re looking for your next lover boy.”
“Roddy.” Her arm immediately looped around his, keeping him close as they moved throughout the party. “Don’t stray too far. You don’t know what kind of diseases these animals possess.”
@rodolphuslestranges
There was a gravitational pull he couldn’t ignore, finding his way towards Tiberius easily. His smile brightened the moment he reached the other and he resisted the urge to pull the other into a kiss. Part of him hated this, this weird, unexplainable way Tiberius had him wrapped around his fingers but Amos’ heart and mind couldn’t bother to try and investigate tonight. Instead he took the bottle Tib was holding and took a sip, deciding to get drunk rather than face reality. “Thanks. Was a bit thirsty.”
@tib-ogden
PART ONE: GONE GIRL
The castle has autonomy from the Ministry, however it doesn’t have someone as powerful as Albus Dumbledore in their rank to protect the university from all outside troubles. Which welcomes anonymous figures to lurk in the dark, feeling entitled to do whatever they please.
There was a party at the school, everyone was inebriated, which worked perfectly with their plans. There was a flash, a dark room, a scream and a clash of glass against the hardwood floor before the lights came back to normal.
Once everyone looked around there was no other evidence than a shoe, such as the Cinderella story, a broken glass and a note that said:
“No one is safe when they mingle with filth”.
Narcissa Black was last seen at the Marauder’s party talking to a muggleborn student around the midnight hour. The student said the youngest Black sister was complaining about a spilled beverage and that was the last time someone saw her.
Authorities have been summoned to Elkridge to investigate the case.
“Of course you’re here,” he groaned at the sight of Gilderoy, making a face at the blonde. “Going to entertain us with a sonnet?”
@gilderoyxlockhart
Coming to this party felt like a horrible idea. Unfortunately being miss popular required her attendance to most events, including events hosted by muggleborn lovers. She tried not to think too hard about the fact that this was an all-boys dorm and it was most likely dirter than the rest of campus as she moved throughout the room. At some point, Rod had left her side to mingle, leaving Iris to herself, who glanced around the room, unsure who exactly to spend time associating herself with. And then her eyes found his -- hazel, cold hues staring back at her.
It took her a moment to gather herself, glancing away. When was the last time she saw Sirius? Definitely wasn’t since their Hogwarts days and even then their encounters were limited. They had nothing in common, nothing but a future they could have shared together. Iris had made peace with the past -- or had she thought. Suddenly there was a slight bitterness that bubbled to the surface, something that was buried deep and often ignored. When their eyes locked again, the traitor was closer this time, only a few feet in distance and Iris immediately wore a slightly disgusted expression. What in Salazar’s Hell did Sirius Black want from her?
“What are you looking at?”
@lumcsncx
“Well if it ain’t the sexiest of the marauders,” he grinned, mostly amused, watching as he held a cup of the mysterious punch going around. “Enjoying your party?”
@lumcsncx