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yule ball
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The Great Hall had been transformed into a sort of winter wonderland filled with ice and snow — it's almost hard to believe that this was the same room they had been in just hours before, eating breakfast on the long, wooden tables in the mere hours of the morning whilst silently rejoicing the end of exams. Ice had completely covered up the grey, stone walls, large icicles suspended between each statue that carried clusters of ice instead of the fire that normally warmed the room. The arches too, were frozen in ice, and all banners have been recolored to silver. In between were circular tables that too, have been covered with the same silver fabric, with centerpieces of ice sculptures that represented each house. Beyond were, of course, three large evergreens that smelled how you would think Christmas smelled, covered in the snow that fell over the student's heads, but never quite touched them, as if it disappeared just before it made contact.

McGonagall, dressed in her pine green dress robes, had greeted all of the students with a smile as they piled into the room. Beside her stood the rest of the Hogwarts staff, with Hagrid standing to the side, nearly as giant as two smaller fir trees behind him. On the opposite side are, surprisingly, the Wicked Centaurs, who had been playing soft R&B all the while.  

McGonagall steps up, and as always, the room quiets to listen to her speak. 

Welcome all, to our annual Yule Ball! You all look wonderful in your attire! It's quite a change from our usual robes, isn't it? Tonight is a night of celebration to not only relieve ourselves of stress, but also to celebrate each other. The Yule Ball is, of course, a chance for us all to — er — let our hair down.

Most of us will be going home for the holidays and will not be seeing each other until the next term starts. So today, in Hogwarts, we celebrate the end of the year with joy and laughter — and, of course, dancing — and enjoy each other's company as if today is Christmas.

So tonight, I would like you all to join me in this celebration, starting off with a dance.
- ❛ s ❜:eleanora hwang。⁰³ ( H ) 3 years ago
@- ❛ s ❜:colby rangvaldr。⁰² [] for sure. i’m also taking it easy on replies at the moment, so i’ll message you in a bit and we can discuss it :)
- ❛ ʀ ❜:maël clair。⁰² 3 years ago
@- ❛ ʜ ❜:jacob caxton。⁰³ [ letting you know I will be dropping all yule ball threads, given I have a lot on my hands and the moment for yule has passed. but! we can canon what happened next in private, just lmk if you want to. ]
- ❛ s ❜:colby rangvaldr。⁰² 3 years ago
@- ❛ s ❜:eleanora hwang。⁰³ [ letting you know I will be dropping all yule ball threads, given I have a lot on my hands and the moment for yule has passed. but! we can canon what happened next in private, just lmk if you want to. ]
- ❛ s ❜:colby rangvaldr。⁰² 3 years ago
@- ❛ ɢ ❜:emilia seong。⁰¹ ( all good, thank you for letting me know! )
- ❛ ɢ ❜:emilia seong。⁰¹ ( H ) 3 years ago
@- ❛ ʀ ❜:mint ainsworth。⁰² @- ❛ s ❜:colby rangvaldr。⁰² ( hello hello just letting you know that I will be dropping the yule ball plots I have since my muse for it is over due to the semester starting ;-;)
- ❛ s ❜:eleanora hwang。⁰³ ( H ) 3 years ago
@- ❛ s ❜:colby rangvaldr。⁰² the alcohol burns , a pleasurable pain that she finds solace in; a reminder that she is alive, a buoyant mainstay reeling her back into reality. though she has only consumed three shots thus far and is nowhere close to fully letting go, eleanora feels as though she’s being anchored by the slight scorch of . that, and the way he grabs her hand, lithe digits intertwining with hers whilst he pulls her to the dance floor. instantly eleanora is transported back to her childhood, to the image of a pitiful young child dancing on pointe with weak ankles; an art that the pureblood girl could not accept. a style that her mother had aided in, but eleanora could only resent. but thankfully she is no longer that child, and this dance floor is not nearly as pressuring. instead she thanks the alcohol for the slight buzz that allows her to let go, the gentle swing of her hips to the music very uncharacteristic for her sober self. “that didn’t take much convincing,” she comments, leaning forward the slightest so that he can hear her, the music growing with every step they take into the dance floor. though his long limbs appeared long and lanky, she was curious as to just how he would dance; like her, his skills were likely aided with the boost of alcohol.
- ❛ ʜ ❜:jacob caxton。⁰³ 3 years ago
@- ❛ ʀ ❜:maël clair。⁰² he chuckled softly, "alright. i'll accept that." he took note of what mal told him about the few simple steps for their dance. he felt a tad nervous with every move he made since he never experienced dancing with anyone before but he was able to follow mal's steps. "yes, you did. i think i'm getting the hand of it my dance teacher."
- ❛ ʀ ❜:maël clair。⁰² 3 years ago
@- ❛ ʜ ❜:jacob caxton。⁰³ “I solemnly swear I only had a nice cocktail with my friends earlier,” he smiled at the other and hummed a bit, then swayed to one side to lead the dance. “we work in threes. we go to the left, then to the right, then backwards. and then we repeat. just make sure you keep your posture relaxed yet formal. am I making any sense?” he proceeded to take the said steps, trying to follow the music as accurately as possible – it was not really a waltz-friendly song.
- ❛ s ❜:colby rangvaldr。⁰² 3 years ago
@- ❛ s ❜:eleanora hwang。⁰³ he reached for another glass, he needed more to keep those memories chained – and why did she make him feel like this? should he hate her for being a vessel for his utmost unpleasant memories? no – it was not her, but what she represented. someone who was there, even if he failed to show he cared. someone who shared a passion much like his for all things pretty and destructive. someone, who just like him, was forced to swallow a bitter pill. another one, he was dizzy. he felt like a simple guy at a bar – a little too drunk to think, and too eager to speak. it was working – he did not even notice that he went ahead and drained glasses without his company. maybe, he wanted to think he was alone – he carried his solitude everywhere, just like a loyal dog. he was surprised by the sudden touch, perhaps he spaced out and did not expect it to happen – but he did not complain about it. the intoxicating liquid reached his mind, and muscles. his lips tug into a smile, that failed to be anything but a smirk. he liked her daring nature – even if she was a blur now, a stranger he picked up at a bar, or someone else. he got up from his chair, towering over her small figure – sometimes he disliked how much he looked like a mountain. immovable and cold – difficult to climb, and deadly if it traps you. “I will,” he answered shortly, and moved his wrist to grab her hand instead. he finished another glass before actually pulling her towards the dance floor gently, trying to find the beat.
- ❛ s ❜:colby rangvaldr。⁰² 3 years ago
@- ❛ ɢ ❜:emilia seong。⁰¹ he drank his second drink significantly slower, it was not like he will act irresponsible in front of her. he did not want to set a ‘bad example’ for some reasons. even if she did not need his guidance, he was offering it anyways. he placed the empty glass on the table, and decided he should stop for now. maybe the alcohol will take over his mind later in the night, when people will start going back to their rooms. by the looks of it, everyone was enjoying the night – perhaps they will all stay until the very last minute. “maybe, who knows?” he answered, he was not a religious man himself. neither were his parents, or his grandfather – belief had no place in their household, only if it was belief in magic or some powerful magic user like merlin. but he knew of muggle practices, and sometimes his tongue slipped – maybe he wanted to believe, to some extent. “we can go now, if you want. I think I will stop drinking. otherwise, I will not be able to take pictures of you.”
- ❛ ʜ ❜:jacob caxton。⁰³ 3 years ago
@- ❛ ʀ ❜:maël clair。⁰² "i'll assume you're drunk. how much did you drink?" jacob grew a bit concerned with mal thinking if he should help him get to his room right after the dance just in case. "hm? what surprise?" before he could question any further he was being pulled closer to mal. he nods in agreement, smiling at him and their decision on what kind of dance they'll be doing.
- ❛ ʀ ❜:maël clair。⁰² 3 years ago
@- ❛ ʜ ❜:henri knight。⁰⁴ there was really no need for him to say it, but he did – a thousand times, and he will say it a thousand more. he found the boy absolutely beautiful – from the way his eyes formed half-moons, to the way his lips moved when he spoke, and how his nose moved an inch to the side whenever he was confused. mal observed it all, he was good at it – just like he observed a works of art. he touched henri’s cheek briefly with a rather lost smile on his lips, leading him through the dance very slowly. it did not surprise him how natural the rhythm felt to henri – he always thought he was much like a partition. difficult to read, splendid when read right. he lifted henri’s chin up with his index finger, he did not want to lose his eyes. “going in for the kill, pretty boy?” he chuckled, then breathed out. “you are a natural at this, by the way. you did not step on my feet yet, I call that a win.”
- ❛ ʀ ❜:maël clair。⁰² 3 years ago
@- ❛ ʀ ❜:mint ainsworth。⁰² there was no shy bone in his body, and perhaps sometimes there should be at least one – they were so close now, mal could see their breaths connecting, becoming the only oxygen he needs. he felt his body temperature rising, maybe a mixture of excitement and arousal – mint was, like always, a fresh breath of everything sweet. and he would have kissed him, were he not so absorbed by their sultry dance. he brought his hands to mint’s hips, and followed his movement through touch while trying to keep up and not space out too much. at some point, he heard the other speak – and he could only chuckle at the remark, not wanting to break the link they have just established. body to body, breath to breath – just a little longer, just one second longer to linger in his eyes. as if he was hypnotised, he stared at mint – maybe a little too long, too loving. he did not realise the song ended, because he stayed close, panting against mint’s body – just like he did the night before.
- ❛ ʀ ❜:maël clair。⁰² 3 years ago
@- ❛ ʜ ❜:jacob caxton。⁰³ “let us just say I can read people pretty well. that, or I am a little too drunk to have this conversation,” he grinned, then chuckled at jacob’s comment. “aw, that sounds adorable. I will let you believe I am like that. I would not want to ruin the surprise,” he winked and wrapped one of his arms around the other’s middle to pull him closer. “serious it is then. I will take it easy on you, and just go with waltz. sounds good?”
- ❛ ʀ ❜:mint ainsworth。⁰² 3 years ago
@- ❛ ɢ ❜:emilia seong。⁰¹ Mint chuckled and gently squeezed her back, hugging her. He loved being close to her and it made her so very happy. He smiled warmly and looked at her, his cheeks a little red from the compliment. He was definitely not used to it. "Thank you," he said and brushed over the other's back. "You look even better. I missed you, you know? I always forget how beautiful you are whenever I don't see you for a long time and then I get blinded by your beauty." He grinned and moved with her, dancing with her. "Yeah, plural," he hummed and then blinked surprised. "None?" Now that surprised him. Emilia was such a stunning person. "Well, you should always come and talk to me no matter where you see me."
- ❛ ʜ ❜:henri knight。⁰⁴ 3 years ago
@- ❛ ʀ ❜:maël clair。⁰² "So I am pretty and that makes us win the dancing?" Henri asked amused and looked at Maël, tilting his head. It did not make sense to him but honestly he could not really care about that. As long as he could dance with Maël he was more than just happy. "Guess you have to teach me dance then," Henri looked at the other and danced with him, feeling the other's warmth close to his body. It made him feel happy. "You just let go?" he said and looked at him, moving around him and folling Maël's movements so very easily. It felt so very nice to dance with Maël. "It's an interesting description," he chuckled amused. "But beautiful. I love how poetic you are, baby."
- ❛ ʀ ❜:mint ainsworth。⁰² 3 years ago
@- ❛ ʀ ❜:maël clair。⁰² Mint has his arm around Maël's neck, pulling him close. It made his heart flutter seeing the other dance so beautifully and he grinned. It made him so damn excited and a little bit hot - and he was more than sure that it was not from the alcohol. He could feel his cheeks all hot and a little red from the dancing. "Look at you moving," he grinned and did the same, moving around Maël. He loved dancing. It was like air to breathe for him and it made his body full of excitement and energy. And dancing with Maël only gave him more, made his heart beat fast with love and desire in addition to making him feel good. It was like tasting the colours he could not see on his tongue the moment he moved around Maël.
- ❛ s ❜:eleanora hwang。⁰³ ( H ) 3 years ago
@- ❛ s ❜:colby rangvaldr。⁰² it is not lost on her the way that he begins to recede into his secluded personal habitat upon realizing his action and in turn, her subsequent reaction. he had done that many a time between their few meetings, and eleanora’s lips (lipstick likely ruined or faded by this point, if his actions are any giveaway) purse into a tight horizontal line. the frown which she had worn earlier in trying to decipher his behavior was no longer present, just a simplistic tightrope as she now attempts to determine how to continue. she too would like to reach out, perhaps brush the strands of hair that have fallen out of place across the broadness of his forehead, but she won’t. she can only imagine the disdain he would sport in return. perhaps, she will focus upon something less… personal. “well then.” placing her now empty shot glass onto the table, her lithe digits find the scope of his wrist, seeking purchase upon his hand. she doesn’t comment upon the aggressive nature with which he challenges her (though it teeters upon the edge of badgering), as she has acquainted herself well enough with his personality. eleanora does, however, an eyebrow and tilt her head the slightest in asking, voice not innocuous but rather compelling: “colby rangvaldr, won’t you dance with me?”
- ❛ ʜ ❜:jacob caxton。⁰³ 3 years ago
@- ❛ ʀ ❜:maël clair。⁰² "i'm likeable as well? i never expected to hear that from you considering we just met here." jacob believed he was entirely different from what mal thinks he is but decided to smile on the little thought. "i'll call you a squish for now since i think you're adorable." jacob followed in suite towards the dance floor and noticed the music being played at the moment. "whatever you like, maybe a serious dance is fine by me."
- ❛ ɢ ❜:emilia seong。⁰¹ ( H ) 3 years ago
@- ❛ s ❜:colby rangvaldr。⁰² Emilia eyed the male with such a suspicious expression, taking note of the fact that he had begun to nurse his drink. The Gryffindor wanted to tease the other over it and go on about how he obviously was a lightweight if he were being oh so careful with his first drink of the night. But Emilia kept quiet, choosing to just watch how he would continue on through the night. Besides, her main goal now was to try and make him find more friends. Colby seemed to be the lonely type, and although he may not say it aloud, she felt that he would appreciate more people to talk to. "Gods? You really think that the school would have contact with them?" Her mam did believe more so in the druid gods compared to the Christian one that came to Wales, thus Emilia had grown up with that mindset as well. "Maybe they do every year. I do believe it is still snowing outside. But I can't tell with this bewitched ceiling! Maybe, once we're done with these drinks, we can go out?"
- ❛ s ❜:colby rangvaldr。⁰² 3 years ago
@- ❛ s ❜:eleanora hwang。⁰³ the lights inside the room were so dim, he saw his glass twice for a second – and when she poured the liquid, some light got caught in it as though it was a spider’s web. and all those crystals, they fell in his glass. tell him why he thought of diamonds, of precious stones – of all those things he could not have? perhaps in his mind there was an expensive collectable ready to be picked up, broken apart, shared with the less fortunate – him. he blinked, then reached for the glass. he did not fail to notice he surprised her, it was true he was not exactly the touchy type – he preferred keeping the distance if he could help it. but he supposed it was alright between friends – lies. he wanted to punish himself for being reckless, just like he used to when his grandfather was alive. when he was a child, he was forced to pinch his wrists every time he stepped out of line – a gesture that later became less childish, and more harmful. he had to drown that third shot, to drown his own mind – no more, he did not want to go there, he will not go. it took him a while to speak again, perhaps alcohol caught his tongue – or maybe he swallowed it with the burning in his throat. “go ahead. ask me then,” it was not an invitation, it sounded very close to an order – he could come off quite strong given his determinate nature. he did not mean to order her around, he regretted it the moment he said it. he hoped she will take it as a challenge, not an impertinent gesture.
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- ❛ s ❜:colby rangvaldr。⁰² 3 years ago
@- ❛ ɢ ❜:emilia seong。⁰¹ it was futile to try to convince her of his views. sometimes, he just went along with it despite being quite opinionated himself. he knew she would throw fists if she had to, he did witness that. she might not look strong, but she dug her nails in his arm once by accident and it was enough to tell him she was significantly strong. he did not want to drink too much, not yet, and especially not around emilia who he considered a little sister. there was no telling how well he could control himself, he might as well just pretend to be a goner to offer her a dance. he took another drink, but this time he only sipped a little at the time. “do you think it is still snowing? sometimes I believe they talk to some gods to make it snow during the holidays. the snow does not fail to come every year, like clockwork.”

[ dw about it! ]
- ❛ s ❜:eleanora hwang。⁰³ ( H ) 3 years ago
@- ❛ s ❜:colby rangvaldr。⁰² his reply brings about a light scoff from her lips, and she takes down the second shot he offers her—not without wincing slightly at the comfortable burn of and nose. when the liquid has all but scorched down the scope of , she responds, “i wasn’t looking to have a talk with you. i was simply clarifying what you were saying. i like to be articulate.” as if he didn’t already know. on her own accord does she reach for the bottle, pouring another shot for the both of them. he distracts her from her habit of filling the shot glasses to the brim enough to form a convex meniscus, however, when his hand comes to swipe at her chin. she looks up at him, eyebrows raised and lips slightly parted at the sudden contact. she knows colby to be a rather private person, and doesn’t think that he would favor touching or being touched; thus, the movement surprised her. her finger brushes over the spot he had wiped, and her lips purse into a small frown. “... thank you,” she says gently, feeling her skin begin to heat up, chalked up as a result of the alcohol. now she takes back her third shot, tilting her head; she supposes she should stop… take a break. “i will wait until you ask, then. i fear you'd reject me if i asked.”
- ❛ ɢ ❜:emilia seong。⁰¹ ( H ) 3 years ago
@- ❛ s ❜:colby rangvaldr。⁰² (I was wondering why you were only replying to the other plot and then I realized I'm a dingus and didn't even reply to this LOL)

"Well I observed enough and don't wanna dance with someone that came with a date!" She was a stubborn little thing, even if Colby towed her along right over to the lonely male and asked if he would be willing to dance with her, Emilia would still refuse. Once she had set her mind on something, she refused to change her mind most of the time. Hence why, no matter what Colby said to her, she was indignant on being his best friend. "Hmm...okay then. Since it will benefit you too then we should dance together!" She was so enthusiastic, as per usual. However, she was even more so to see if Colby would dance with others if he became drunk enough. "It certainly is not a competition, but I still believe and bet I could." Another sip was taken, this time she took a moment to actually taste the drink. It was sweet, yet not enough so for her to not taste the bitter alcohol mixed into the drink. It was something that, when she and Colby would finally go outside for pictures, would warm her up in the cold weather.
- ❛ ʀ ❜:maël clair。⁰² 3 years ago
@- ❛ ɢ ❜:winter llewelyn。⁰³ ( SH ) he lead the dance, or rather silly gesture, again and charged with winter at the distracted girl. they succeeded in startling her, and received a rather ugly scowl from her in turn. he could not help but laugh, immediately grabbing winter’s hand to run away with her, just because other people have noticed what they were doing. most people were uptight about making their dances perfect, at least the people mal saw close by. “I think we broke some dance floor rules,” he said, still chuckling. he did not pull winter too hard, he did not want to injure her. “how can you make us invisible? I thought there was no spell for it!” he said rather surprised, but mostly impressed and curious.
- ❛ s ❜:colby rangvaldr。⁰² 3 years ago
@- ❛ s ❜:eleanora hwang。⁰³ he reached for the bottle to pour another glass for her, he was on a roll. maybe he was a little tired, he could normally hold his liquor a lot better. but right now, he felt a little dizzy. it must have been the little alcohol he had previously, still, he believed he was far too sober to just let go. he remembered the time his grandfather got drunk, it was the only time he actually saw him happy. he carried a scowling look most of the times, just like cole. maybe, he was more like him than he thought. he looked at her red-stained lips, a little lipstick was smudged on her chin. “I am too sober for a talk, eleanora. but yes, it was an innuendo,” he answered, and carefully removed that stain he saw previously. five seconds rule, if there was something wrong with someone’s appearance that can be fixed in five seconds, people should go for it. “honestly, that would not be half-bad. torturing people mentally would be quite enjoyable. however, I doubt anyone would actually learn something,” he added, he was quite sincere. he did not see himself as ‘teacher-worthy’, he respected the profession too much to drag it through his brooding. “perhaps, I will ask,” he added before draining a second shot, this time closing his eyes. he felt it a lot stronger, but it was not enough.
- ❛ ʀ ❜:maël clair。⁰² 3 years ago
@- ❛ ʜ ❜:jacob caxton。⁰³ he looked at jacob and smiled, he liked getting compliments and he could not lie about it. “you are sweet, thank you. you are also very likeable,” he added, then hummed a bit. “they call me different names, so, you find one for me. alright, let us dance,” he slowly pulled jacob’s wrist to bring him to the dance floor, the song was pretty friendly to dance to. “are we going to have a serious or a silly dance?”
- ❛ ɢ ❜:winter llewelyn。⁰³ ( H ) 3 years ago
@- ❛ ʀ ❜:maël clair。⁰² the eyes that have been staring at both of them kind of bothering winter just a little bit but she decided to shrug her shoulder and let her hand hold onto his when he gently grab on it, she turned her head to look at the latter before turning to where he was saying about as she realised that student have been distracted from her phone. "i see where you're looking at and yes, we can run for it and if anything goes wrong i can quickly make us invisible," she smiled as she nodded before getting back her position with a soft word "ready" before she would let him guide this time.
- ❛ s ❜:eleanora hwang。⁰³ ( H ) 3 years ago
@- ❛ s ❜:colby rangvaldr。⁰² as she tilts her head back, clear liquid burning a comfortable fire down the scope of , she can't help but notice the look in her drinking partner's eyes; he looks as though he is somewhere far off from hogwarts, lost in a memory that she cannot comprehend. she wonders if he'll share it with her. pursing her lips the slightest, hoping that the liquid has not rubbed away at her lipstick, she offers her glass out to be filled once more. at his words, she a carefully plucked brow. "is that an innuendo, or do you truly enjoy lecturing people? either way, i do think you'd make a fine professor. you seem to emit the aura that professor snape was known for," she says, knowing the life lessons she's gained from his presence. their conversation is quiet, not loud and boisterous like many surrounding them, but it coincides with the quiet strength of cole's personality, a charisma that eleanora's found herself engrossed in learning about. her wine-stained lips tug into a modest simper. "perhaps i would, if you asked."

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s 2 years ago
So...
wonholic 2 years ago
got my bg ready now... ahah... rubs hands
preciosa 2 years ago
ohmygod- my hose ;;u;;
vanitas 2 years ago
:eyes: at announcement
ubebread 2 years ago
respectfully staring at the latest announcement!! o.o
venitempus 2 years ago
am I dreaming rn? I will sob, I am not joking.
breedable 2 years ago
O O
SeHYUNG 2 years ago
Stares at the announcement
MaleWifey 2 years ago
is raven deleted or deactivated? ;u;
hippie 2 years ago
hey there ^^'
i'd really, really love to join but first i gotta know-
i can only play , is that okay? my brain just won't let me do straight things...? ;;
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