The Grand Enterence

Where the lovely ladies shock the living day light out of there dates with there wonderful dresses

((ok ill be the first one to be here XD))

Juria timidly entered the entrance of the Yule Ball. She was dressed in an elegant white dress which showed her great figure. The top near her neck was a bright crimson and the same color of flowers held by a vine went down a little ways in the front. In the middle of the top of her dress, a diamond shaped jewel was present and around Juria's neck was a diamond collar which hung down slightly and shined against her neck.

Just like normal, Juria had a pair of sleeve-gloves on her wrists, for the normal reason as always, just this time it also was part of the fact that the sleeves were gorgeous. They were white with a white rose design on top, and small jewels shone around the design. They were connected to the arm by a ring around her middle finger. It was as if she wore them ONLY for the sake of looking beautiful, however of course there was a deeper reason for why she always wore sleeve-gloves.

Juria's hair was gently curled and hung down and long. She had gentle make up on, normal, nothing heavy but it highlighted her eyes and made them able to pierce through everything. Juria was very beautiful, not that she would ever say anything about or even think that she was, however she was. Going through the entrance she hoped that not too many heads turned as she went in and then blended with the crowd.

((Lovely entrance, Falling rain =) ))

Ciaran stepped into the Great Hall, his blue eyes already busily scanning the students and staff for a certain ravishing headmistress. His elation fell a good deal when he didn't see her. No doubt she had wanted to surprise him, he mused, still disappointed. It would have been nice to escort her...but the end result of dancing and spending time with Kiara far outweighed any desire of his own.

He noticed that very few staff members had arrived... But nodded to the nurse...who name escaped him for the moment. At least he thought it was the school nurse. Of course he was temporarily dazzled by how lovely she looked in her gown. Ah yes, he thought...Juria. No last name came to mind and he smiled.

This would be a night to add to his pensieve. With that thought in mind he turned his gaze back to the doors, waiting anxiously for them to open to admit the love of his life.

((AWWW THAT IS SO SWEET MERCI!!! and thank you! ^_^I Love how you enter Ciarain, and hes looking for Kiara ^_^ that is soo sweet!))

((Thank you, =) ))

Kiara bit her lip as she waited behind the doors and give her self one last check.

She had surprised herself and actually put some make up on, nothing to fancy, just enough to look good with the dress.

She had the sides of her hair tied back and braided, she also wore her saphire earings.

As for her dress it was prefect and it fit like heaven, it was easy to move in and surprisingly comportable considering it was a strapless dress. The blue and silver sparkled together, it couldn't have turned out better.

Her shoes were slightly healed but not much, she was tall enough, she didn't need to go over 6 feet.

She only hoped Ciaran liked it, at the moment he was the only person she to see her.

Taking a deep breath, she opened the great hall doors and poked her head in first, the slowly walked fully in to the hall.

Ciaran had turned away from the door after waiting a good ten minutes. The soft creak of them opening set off more alarms than any fire alert and he turned 180 degrees. Had he not already fallen head over heels in love with Kiara...he would have fallen right then and there. She looked perfect. The gown was like a banner, held high over a beauty who had no need for anything besides her lovely smile to win his heart. And yet, the dress also highlighted how lovely she was.

"Ara..." he breathed, his breath had froze in his lungs when she had entered and now he forced himself to remember he was human and in need of oxygen. "Ya look like a ray of moonlight." bowing low, he kissed her hand, before offering her his arm. No man ever entered a crowd looking more proud or happy as Ciaran McConn.

Kiara smiled and blushed, "Why thank you love I am so glad you approve, you look very nice as well" she said as she gently held on to his arm.

Late! Ethan Malachi Addams was running late! Or at least that was his opinion.

He had stopped by his date's personal quarters, and searched almost the entire Infirmary, only to find said date missing. Who was his date? Why, Juria - school nurse, of course! What if she'd already arrived and had found another date, because he was late?!

Taking a breath, Ethan decided to calm down and just head to where they were to enter the ballroom like any other person. However, as he walked, he muttered to himself. A common habit of his, being a writer.

Instead of the loud colors he was prone to wearing, Ethan was dressed sharply in a tuxedo of mostly gray, with gray sort of pin-striped trousers. Instead of a tie, he wore an ascot. In his hands was a small box that held his hand-made corsage.

Said corsage was beautifully crafted, with the color scheme being white, pink, and just a splash of red. At the center of the arrangement was a lovely siroi lily. Lily of the Valley, a host of small rose buds, and a variety of other magically-scaled-down flowers covered the top of the corsage. And, to top it off, the means of attaching the corsage to his date's wrist was not via an elastic band but by a benevolent, semi-sentient vine.

Opening the door to the hall, Ethan surveyed all those present, only to find there weren't very many. 'Well... this is either a very good thing... or a very bad thing,' Ethan thought. Before he could scan the faces of those present, he felt a tug on either side of his jacket.

The wizard jumped and then glanced in the directions indicated, to find his twin daughters dressed in precisely the same pale green gowns. Next to one of them was none other than Valerio. "Hi Dad!" the three cheered in unison.

"We're all ready!" Erica exclaimed happily. None of the children had dates, really, but they had wanted to go.

"I see that. Now, when I round you three up to go to bed, you'll do just that, right? We don't need your mummy irate with us now..." Ethan asked, though couldn't keep the smile from voice or face. He received three angelic nods. "Okay, good. Go on ahead then," he said, gesturing into the hall. While Valerio went ahead, the girls each clung to their father. "C'mon you lot... you're not at all shy!" the wizard laughed and gave the two girls a hug - apparently the "price" for them to go on about their business.

In an instant he spotted Juria, and his jaw almost literally dropped to the floor. Gaining control of himself, though still in a bit of a trance, Ethan approached her with a rather exquisite smile on his face. "Evening, Juria. Words cannot even begin to describe how lovely you look tonight," he said, practically breathless.

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Michael side-stepped in right behind Ethan Addams, wearing a black tuxedo with light blue vest and tie, with a navy blue shirt. A blue rose was tucked into the boutonnière of his jacket. It seemed a bit early still, so he stood a little ways off from the adults in wait for his date.

It felt awkward, not having the runespoor fang earring in. However, he still wore three of his four earring cuffs. They were all on his right ear this time.

As he waited, he couldn't help but feel as though this was very much like a prom. Even the feeling of having your every move watched was present.

"Whatcha doin'?!" asked a voice.

Michael jumped and glanced down at the boy who had spoken. The kid couldn't have been any older than nine. "Waiting," Michael replied concisely. "What the blazes are you doing here?"

"I'm here with my dad," Valerio replied cheerfully, pointing at Ethan Addams' back.

"Oh, I see." Michael replied, and the conversation ended right about there as Val's attention shifted.

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Sevastyan walked at a brisk pace toward the hall, dressed in a similar fashion as the Durmstrang students. The outfit was modified to accommodate for the inches he'd put on vertically, and clearly had some differences that made it not-quite Durmstrang but not-quite anything commonplace to be found at Hogwarts. The material was a deeper crimson, the fur-lining nearly black. The oblong buttons, upon closer inspection, looked very much like dulled bear claws. A leather belt around his waist had a snake scale-like pattern, with the buckle resembling a serpent coiled and poised to strike.

In his left was a wrist corsage for Amaranth Viper, his date; the primary flower being a deep red rose. Sevastyan had taken Kiara's advice, and wondered vaguely what the dress Viper was wearing would look like. His curiosity had been sparked before, but it had increased one-hundred fold now.

So lost was he in his thoughts that he didn't realize the two others headed for the hall at the exact same time. Perhaps that is why he jumped when his hand collided with another man's in an attempt to open the door. With gray-eyed surprise, and not a little trepidation, Sevastyan stared back into two pairs of eyes.... the dark-eyed gazes of Boris Kaminski, his cousin... and Headmaster Kazimir Orlov. One almost didn't see the first without seeing the second these days, and it concerned him.

Sevastyan immediately stiffened, as did Kazimir, who was ironically dressed in white dress robes, with black fur lining. He looked like an overgrown panda to Sevastyan, though he was in no laughing mood right now. The atmosphere grew tense immediately as the pair seemed to size each other up. Sevastyan was young and strong, but for all that he knew in his field a bit more experience under his belt so to speak wouldn't have hurt. Kazimir, on the other hand, was old and though perhaps not quite as energetic in his prime he could still duel rather well, and had at least four decades more experience than his former pupil.

With a sigh of irritation, Boris leaned forward and open the door. "Can ve just put it aside for now?!" he asked with irritation. Kazimir looked to him, nodded once, and strode in with an audible, "Thank you." However, the older wizard paused for just a second to whisper one final thing to Boris: "Good vork..."

"After you, cousin..." Boris offered, still holding the door wide open.

It was after Kazimir walked into the hall that Sevastyan noticed that his cousin was wearing a hat. In this wizard's opinion, it looked ridiculous on his cousin, but didn't say anything. Sevastyan learned the hard way that there was no telling Boris anything he didn't want to hear. So, without another word, the pair strode in but went their separate ways. Sevastyan stood with the other adults gathered, nodding to each of them in turn with a small smile on his face. He noticed, however, that Amaranth Viper had yet to make her appearance.

Boris, on the other hand, stood near but not exactly next to Michael. Being a champion, and having a date that was also a champion, He and Diana would end up being one of the first ones to dance. At least, according to Kazimir. And it was a known fact that the Headmaster was not exactly your average every-day jokester!

Bella entered quietly, carefully weaving her way through her fellow students until she spotted her date. "You clean up well." she joked, slipping her arm around his. Her orange and blue gown was sleeveless with a beaded bodice and a two tone skirt ruffled skirt with a sweeping train.

Viper made her way down the hall with excitement running through her. She was well aware that a good portion of the staff and students had already arrived, but she didn't care. Her only thoughts were focused and revolving around one wizard, who she knew was waiting for her downstairs.

Despite the fact she had spent a good amount of time getting ready for the Ball, Viper scanned her appearance once more by conjuring a mirror to hover beside her as she walked.

She was fairly confident with the dress she had chosen, though she had made a few alterations to it. She had it shrunk a bit so it fit more tightly and clung to her figure, especially around the chest and waist. Some of the lace was removed so more of the silky green fabric, which she had charmed to be an exact match to her eyes, was revealed. A black skull necklace was draped across her neck, while her ears had emerald studs, aside from the new silver hoop she had received barely a week ago.

Satisfied, Viper banished the mirror and made her way downstairs. She stopped suddenly as her eyes landed on a familiar sight. Well, not exactly landed, per say. More like captured, as the sight of the man she loved donned in traditional dressrobes made it clear that the Russian held more than her heart.

"Hey stranger." she greeted with a flirtatious, slight tilt of her head.

Horatio sighed as he smoothed his tuxedo and then his bowtie. He was waiting right outside of the Great Hall's doors for Eglantine, who happened to be his date and Edwin. He had left them a good thirty minutes ago in her chambers. Edwin had had a few problems with his outfit and Eglantine had been her forever patient self. Horatio had finally left with a promise to wait for them.

Now he was wishing he had stayed behind to help with whatever Edwin had needed help with.
"Here we are." Eglantine's soft voice caused him to turn and he sighed as he took in the lovely vision that was his date.

She was wearing a cream coloured gown that gently hugged her slim waist. Her hair was down; a cascade of delicate blonde waves held back from her face on both sides by an intricate array of silver pins. A faint blush swept over her pale cheeks when she noticed Horatio was staring and he hurried to take her arm in his. She was levitating as was becoming her usual custom since her wheelchair was "a terrible nuisance".

Horatio glanced down at Edwin who looked happy in his costume sent to him by his doting "Aunt" Esis. Apparently she believed a Head of Gryffindor's son should have a lion outfit. So there stood to replace Edwin a little lion . Being dragged behind the humming little lion was Toliver, wearing a lion costume as well. Horatio actually felt sorry for the puppy.

"You like being a lion, Edwin?" he asked. The boy nodded.
Opening the doors, Horatio picked up both Edwin and Toliver and entered the Great Hall Eglantine right beside him

Michael was talking with one of the fifth year hufflepuffs he knew when he heard a familiar voice and felt an arm wrap around his. "Hey!" he exclaimed happily and turned to her. His friend's date had already grabbed the other boy's attention. "You look awesome, Bella!"

"Oh, and before I forget..." Michael added, reaching into a pocket of his robes. The sixteen-year-old retrieved a smallish package from his robes and showed it to her. Inside was a blue rose wrist corsage. The rose didn't exactly match the blue of her gown, but it was close!

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Sevastyan had just been about to say something to Ciaran and Kiara when he heard the door to the hall open. His head turned, the silver hoop in his ear shifting slightly as he did so. As gray eyes took in the sight before him one would have sworn the Russian wizard had stopped breathing for several long seconds. Time seemed to slow to a snail's pace for Sevastyan - the longer for him to gaze upon the flawless emerald beauty that practically owned his heart. His jaw slackened its position and 'dropped' similarly to Ethan's upon seeing his date. "Vow..." Sevastyan uttered softly without hardly moving his lips.

At her greeting, Sevastyan blinked and snapped out of his time-slowed trance. "Good Evening, love," he murmured and took her hand in his. Normally by this time he would have bestowed a kiss upon her lips but he held off just a moment, surveying the measures she took to prepare for the ball.

"Не даже богина может сравнить к красотке перед мной…" he murmured in Russian without thinking, before leaning forward to place a gentle kiss upon her lips. It was a chaste kiss given the fact that quite a bit of the staff, a great amount of students, and even some of the foreign delegates were also present.

The corsage in his hand was temporarily forgotten even though he was still firmly holding onto it...


((Translation: Not even a goddess can compare to the beauty before me...))

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From not too far away, Boris and Kazimir gazed at the couple and then to each other. Neither one looked like they were up to anything good... but when did they ever?

Bella took the corsage, a smile lighting up her face. "Thanks. It is beautiful." she exclaimed, tying it onto her wrist. "Shall we get something to eat or what?" she asked. Her blonde hair bounced as she turned her head to look at the tables.

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Madame Genevieve Lasharna did not enter the hall...she burst into it. Her long hair was swept up partially and her flowing gown was an emerald green. Immediately she settled her eyes on Headmaster Kazimir and swept to where he stood.
"Zu look dazing, Headmaster." she exclaimed, her French accent chopping up her English as always.
hair...

Juria slightly blushed as Ethan appeared; he was dressed in a nicely fitting tuxedo which made him look sharply dressed. Juria smiled liked mad when he approached, she happy to see him. She had not gotten exactly what time the ball was supposed to start so she had been one of the first people to arrive and hoped that Ethan had not been looking for her.

“Evening Ethan, good to see you, and thanks again for inviting me.”

Juria then noticed the beautiful arrangement of flowers and smiled, a bit of playfulness in her eyes.

“Aww that’s so sweet Ethan, you got flowers for someone, so who is the lucky lady you went out of your time to get flowers for?”

Juria smiled at the handsome wizard. She wondered slightly why he looked like he was somewhat in a trance, since of course she didn’t actually know how she looked.

“You look very handsome tonight Ethan.”

She complimented the Professor.

Michael grinned lopsidedly at her happiness with the corsage. "Whatever you'd like," he shrugged, keeping her arm in his grasp. "Something to eat does sound good, though..."

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Boris and Kazimir, both of whom were near the doors, started when Madame Lasharna burst into the hall. The Headmaster was the first between the two to recover, and nodded his thanks to her compliment. "Et vous, Madame, êtes aussi beau comme émeraude impeccable cette soirée," Kazimir replied in fluent French, bowing considerably at the waist. As he did this, he took the Beauxbatons Headmistress's hand and placed a kiss upon it in the formal gesture of courtesy.

((I'm using a generator for foreign-language stuff, but I don't really trust the thing, lol. What I wanted Kazimir to say in French was: And you, Madame, are as lovely as a flawless emerald this evening.))

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"It is simply... lovely... to see you as well, Juria. And thank you for being my date for the evening!" he replied, a wide smile forming on his face.

When Juria's attention shifted to the flowers, Ethan's smile grew if such a thing were possible. "I'm looking at her," he replied automatically and blindly pulled the lid off the box. The wizard then proceeded to remove the flowers and semi-sentient vine from the box altogether. "And I don't mean to toot me own horn, but I made this for you from the flowers I tend in my personal chambers. And not to worry - the vine is one-hundred-percent flitterbloom!" he explained and held the corsage so she could either take it and put it on herself or simply slip it on now.

A blush of sorts crept up to Ethan's cheeks at her compliment. "Thank you... and I must say that I am doubly glad now that I used the Siroi Lily as the centerpiece for your corsage: in its native homeland of India, particularly in Tangkhul Naga folklore, it is said that this lily-" the wizard paused to gesture at said flower, "-is attributed to a beautiful goddess... which is precisely how you look this evening, Juria."

Ethan's brown eyes scanned his date's face for her reaction. He'd also picked the flower in question because, compared to the other lily he selected, this one seemed less boisterous and more towards Juria's disposition.

Viper blushed lightly, adding a splash of color to her pale complexion, though her blush deepened alightly as she felt Sevastyan' grey eyes survey her appearance. Due to the Russian that escaped Sevastyan's lips, Viper couldn't say for sure exactly what he had uttered, but judging from his actions and expressions, he was stunned and pleased, which was all that mattered to Viper.

"You're rather easy on the eyes yourself..." she replied with the same flirtatious tone, her green eyes sweeping over his form, taking in and appreciating . The Potions Mistress met him halfway in the kiss, taking note of the fact it was a rather chaste one. Considering where they were and who surrounded them, Viper understood the reasons for it, so she opted to take what she was given, savouring the gesture of affection.

Juria smiled,

“Why thanking me? I'm happy to be with you”

Juria laughed as at the way he said “I'm looking at her”

“Oh, thank you Ethan, you didn’t have to do it”

Juria slightly blushed as first removed her right white sleeve-glove (http://www.wedding-favours.com/a160.jpg) and slipped her hand in it, viewing how beautiful he had made it.

Juria’s blush darkened as he said the story about the lily, she didn’t think of herself as beautiful, an especially not a goddess.

“Thank you Ethan, it’s so beautiful!”

Juria smiled and looked at him, wanting to hug him but she didn’t know if it was too forward of a move.

((Ethan - let's move to the food and drink and talk with Raven also! It would be a lot easier ^_^))

((Will do... but he wants to reply to stuff here and I need to find a way to meld the two locations since Ethan's apparently not there at the moment. ^_^ Oh btw, I'm thinking by this time Juria would know about his kids.))

"I didn't have to, but I did!" he exclaimed cheerfully as he watched her put it on. The flitterbloom, being a benevolent vine, had wrapped around Juria's arm so that the corsage wouldn't simply fall off but didn't try to cut off circulation to the woman's arm.

"You're most welcome. I'd hoped you would like it - all our talk of plants and I completely forgot to ask what your favorite flower was!" Ethan replied with a smile, dark but bright brown eyes meeting brilliant blue ones.

"Did you want to get something to eat or drink first? As I recall, the Champions need to be the very first to dance..." he suggested. "If you want to go ahead and get started, I'll be along in just a moment... need to make sure the twins will round up their brother at the proper time." Only with a clear reluctance did he leave her side to do just that...

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Sevastyan mentally backtracked as she surveyed him, a small grin on his face that widened at her flirtatious tone. Realizing he'd spoken in Russian, the wizard mentally swore. At least she seemed to understand by tone and body language what he wanted to convey.

"Thank you," he replied after the kiss, feeling a very light blush sweep up his neck, to his ears, and then to his cheeks. "To repeat vot I said, in English this time: Not even a goddess can compare to the beauty before me," Sevastyan explained. "I should really teach you the Russian langvage sometime..." Flirtatious tones had been laced in the explanation, but completely drenched the last statement.

With a quick glance to Kazimir and noticing he was busy speaking with the Beauxbatons Headmistress, not that he really cared what the old goat thought, Sevastyan leaned closer to whisper into Viper's ear with no small amount of suggestiveness, "And if you vant to... escape... vith me before the ball is officially over, I vouldn't object." As though to emphasize that fact, Sevastyan placed his free hand upon her side and allowed it to trail down and rest upon her hip. There was no way he could miss that the cloth clung to her figure, not that he had missed that fact earlier - no way!

Said hand moved to the small of her back and crossed to her other hip as Sevastyan turned to stand by her side, holding the corsage between them. "This is for you. I do hope you don't mind roses..." he said, the last part spoken in play. Sevastyan magically vanished the box so now he was just holding the wrist corsage with its deep red, not quite black rose centerpiece. It was accompanied by smaller, brighter red rosebuds.

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Boris leaned against the wall, still waiting for his date. Though before he'd only heard talk of his cousin and whom he found out was the Potion Mistress being rather close, this was the first time he'd actually seen it. To his eyes, Boris could tell that Sevastyan really liked her. He vaguely wondered if Sevastyan's feelings were along the same lines with Kiara, as per his Headmaster's theory...

Just in case anyone might have noticed him staring at the pair of adults, Boris adjusted his roadster hat so that the brim partially covered his dark eyes.

((actually, I think Juria should meet them in the office, when Laura is getting the kinds enrolled ^_^ lets have it there and thank you lol ^_^))

Juria smiled and saw Raven sitting alone, knowing Ethan would find her wherever she went, Juria went to say hi to the young girl.

((ok to the other place =]))

Darien entered, Celina on his arm.

Darien was dressed in a black tuxedo with a white shirt and black tie. For some strange reason, his father had attatched a small green V to a buttonhole, probably with a permenant sticking charm. As much as Darien detested it, he would just have to put up with it.

Celina smiled smuggly as she linked arms with Darien, in a black dress with silver corset and decoration. Small flowers were embroidered around the hem and ends of the long sleeves, and her long blonde hair was piled atop her head. She also wore dangling silver earrings.

Celina smirked as she glanced around for anyone she knew, and Darien searched the crowds for any sign of Diana...or his sister. However, as he spotted Boris unaccompanied, Diana was probably not here...as for the latter...Darien scoured the crowds and felt strangely relieved when he didn't spot his sister.

Celina began pulling Darien towards the door into the hall, but he stopped her. "Um...we should wait for..."

Fortunantly, a gaggle of babbling fifth years swept past at that moment, so Darien mimed words, and Celina nodded...not that she'd understood any of it anyway.

Ana darted into the hall, in a very dark blue dress with black corset. It was sleeveless and long, partially hiding her black high-heeled shoes. Her hair was loose, and she wore no earrings, but a small simple necklace with a black onyx stone in a silver square, on a silver chain.

Darien's eyes widened. "What're you doing here?"

Ana ignored him, as usual. "Hi Celina."
"'Allo Ana! Ah, you look wonderful! Is that new?"
Ana smiled. "Yes, Father sent it. And you look amazing too."
Darien opened and shut his mouth. "Who'd you come here with?"
"No one." Ana rolled her eyes.
"Then who're you going to dance with?"
"I don't know." Ana replied.
Darien sighed. "You are-"
"Shut up Darien." Ana turned her back on him.

Darien opened his mouth to speak but Celina tugged on his arm. "Ah, she is fine Dari, you worree too much."

Nicolas walked in, wearing a deep purple tuxedo, something only Nicolas would have the guts to wear, and he wore it proudly. On the right side of him was Helena, his date for the night, they agreed to go as friends, Helena was wearing an impressive black and white stripped gown, with a corsette. On the other side was Diana, Boris and her had a previous agreement to meet down there instead. She was wearing a beautifully made scarlett gown, sent to her by her Grandfather since she absolutely refused to go back to Hogsmeade and into the clothing store there. The only jewelry she wore, well the only jewelry she ever wore was the heirloom locket that matched with the gown quite wonderfully.

Diana had half a mind to not go to the event due to a certain bathroom incident. However, a bit of pushing from Nick and Helena, and Diana eventually gave in. Besides why should she not enjoy herself just because of a certain someone? Besides Boris was a perfecally nice indiviual, she couldn't possibly stood him up just because she was feeling depressed.

She was looking for him, though not actively as she was afraid she might see someone she absolutely did not want to see.

"There's Boris," Nicolas pointed him out from against the wall. He was wearing some sort of hat so he wasn't that hard to miss.

"You look nice Diana," Nicolas commented as he kissed her on both cheeks. "Knock him dead."

"Yeah... right..." Diana smiled at Nicolas' attempt at a compliment.

Helena hugged her. "You look gorgeous Diana," she breathed in her ear. "Don't even think about that idiot Vaight."

"Right," Diana said, "I'll see you two later then."

She headed towards her date. "Hi Boris."

Darien glanced round at the Gryffindor group entering, and his breath caught in his throat at the sight of Diana.

Celina fortunantly did not notice this, as she glanced around and thought she spotted an old friend amongst the Beaubaton crowd.

Darien only dropped his gaze as he remembered Diana was going with Boris...and that he was meant to be mad about that. And he was...wasn't he?
A jerk on his arm reminded him Celina was dragging him forwards slightly.
"Where're we going?"
"To dance naturalment!" Celina replied, not stopping.

Darien snuck one last glance at Diana before he was yanked into the hall...

Ana remained where she was, searching for anyone she knew... standing to one side, out of everyone's way, half hidden by the shadow of a suit of armour.

Amy and Aiden entered the hall together, but not together if that made any sense.

They were not a couple and wouldn't dance together, no way.

Amy walked wearing a light blue almost silver ball dress, Amy's dress Click here

Aiden was wearing a simple black tuxedo, it was nice and simple.

Aiden's Tux Click here

They almost hadn't been able to go to the ball cause of Amy's injuries, in fact they were just released form the hospital wing today.

Amy planned to find Nick and as for Aiden, we would mill about.

Ana...I think Celina's flirting with me.
Well, you asked her to the ball. I told you it would've been sweeter if you hadn't...and had been all mopey and depressed in front of Diana, but NO. Noone ever listens to me. And now you've left me out here all alone!
Brilliant! You're a genius.

Darien re emerged from the hall, leaving Celina inside. "Escaped."
Ana rolled her eyes.
Darien frowned slightly. "Hang on, isn't there a champions' dance thing?"
Ana's insides froze. "What?"
"The champs and their partners...dancing?"
Ana froze. "I bloody well hope not."
Darien shrugged. "Maybe there won't be. Seen anyone you know yet?"
Ana glanced around. "Don't think so..."