They Say It's Your Birthday...

[ernie_dt_mac]

Who: Ernie, Michael, and now open to party-goers (and crashers)
What: The brilliant leading the blind
Where: Ravenclaw Tower, school halls, Armour Room for the party
When: Tuesday, 11 November - after dinner
Status: Incomplete
Ernie was all but bouncing off the walls in his excitement. Despite his recent distractions, he had always been a true and

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[augury_pansyp]

Pansy approached the door to the Ravenclaw tower with a slightly sour expression, the expression familiar but the face quite different. It had only taken a bit of persuasion on Tracey's part to get Pansy in on a bit of party crashing. At least it was a distraction from her interrupted time with Draco (that midgety underclassman would pay!) but if they were going to do it, they would do it properly. She ran her fingers through her straight blonde hair, just mousy enough to blend into a crowd. The blunt bangs, a homage to her childhood. Then of course she'd lightened the circles under her eyes along with her eyelashes and eyebrows, softened the shape of her face a bit... then, last but not least, charmed her nose straight and a little long. All school colors were carefully left behind- tie and robes. Tucked into her school skirt was a silver flask of firewhisky from their last Hogsmeade weekend.

They slipped in through the already open door, question unanswered, and she forced her sour expression away. It was a party after all.

"Tracey, stop trying to adjust your nose." She murmured quietly under her breath. "If you make it any smaller, you'll look squirlish."