HOGWARTS GRAND OPENING BALL

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Date: Saturday, 26 August
Time: 6:00 p.m. to Midnight
Place: Hogwarts Great Hall and Grounds
Characters Involved: Everyone! Don't forget to add your character's tag if you join the thread!
Rating: Hopefully not more than PG-13 - this is a public location, folks! Take your libidos 'home' for higher-rated stuff please! *grin*

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Re: 18:00 (6:00pm)

[suicide_blonde_]

Draco followed Harry and accepted the glass, throwing glances at the dance floor. It was already filling up with dancing couples, all moving along with varying degrees of grace. There was a familiar conflicting itch in Draco's skin as he watched, one that said he didn't really like to dance like this but he was obligated to, as a Malfoy and as a Pureblood.

Harry's sigh and subsequent comments drew Draco's attention away from the dance floor and he allowed himself a snort before sipping the drink. He and Harry best mates? Not bloody likely. They would never have gotten along as boys. There was just too much between them for it to ever have worked that way.

Besides which, Draco valued his own skin a bit too much to join Harry on his never-ending, life-threatening, harrowing adventures.

It was a funny thought, though, growing up with Harry outside of House prejudices. Would they have gotten on any better? Probably not. What Draco and Harry felt for one another always had transcended Gryffindor and Slytherin. It was personal. Harry still would've rejected Draco's hand the same way Draco still wouldn't have been able to properly impress him in Madam Malkin's. Just, instead of a good deal of floors, towers and rooms separating them, they would've shared dorms and classes. Which might have made things a good deal more dangerous.

Although . . . Draco glanced sideways at Harry and fought the urge to bite his lip. If they had grown up together that way maybe things would have been different. How they would have been different Draco didn't know and he didn't want to think about it. But he knew something would have changed. It was frightening to think it might have changed for the better.

"A wager?" Draco repeated, listening intently to the terms and straightening with a leer. "I'm always up for a challenge," he drawled, already casting his eyes about the room in search of a suitable candidate for his first dance. "I'm in."

Re: 18:00 (6:00pm)

[broken_harry]

Harry raised a brow to Draco, one that matched his smirk. The game was on, and in true Harry & Draco fashion, they'd survive the night on the competition between them alone. Glancing about the room, Harry made note of quite a few more Gryffindor faces than Slytherin ones - meaning the odds would be against him. Not that he was disheartened, not in the slightest. Like Draco, Harry was up for the challenge.

He settled his drink in the palm of his other hand, fingers curling up from the bottom of the glass as he offered the other to Draco.

"It's settled then. We'll meet back here in..let's say, an hour to check in and keep a running tally. Agreed?" He waited for Draco to take his hand ina firm shake before they went their separate ways to battle out the dance floor.