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Hogwarts Ball - Arrivals

Mar 03, 2007 20:30

Date: Saturday, 03 March, 2001
Time: 5:00pm
Location: Hogwarts
Rating: PG
Characters Involved: Anyone who wishes to attend

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character: molly weasley, character: deirdre burke, character: fern magnussen, character: nymphadora tonks, character: conall aurelius, character: dean thomas, character: katie bell, character: hermione granger, status: complete, character: charlotte aurelius, character: severus snape, character: ciarán malone, character: susan bones, location: hogwarts, event: hogwarts, status: open, character: stella sinistra, character: hannah abbott, character: seamus finnigan

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thelastgranger March 4 2007, 07:58:12 UTC

The dress was the single most beautiful thing she'd ever seen. The red material fit her in a way that showed it had clearly been made for her. The design was flawless and Hermione gazed into the mirror for longer than she'd probably ever looked at herself at one time. She hardly looked like the same person. First she left her hair down, then she put it up and then down and then up and then she gave up on the hair and did her make-up. She wasn't nervous, no... Not at all ( ... )

smallbruises March 5 2007, 06:00:54 UTC

As requested in the letter he'd received just the day before, Conall waited in the entrance hall of the grand castle. His arrival had been no easy thing at all. Those he'd managed to catch in Diagon Alley only cast odd looks at him rather than give him directions to the Wizard's school. His accent, apparently, accounted for nothing. It was a little girl who told him how to arrive at the castle. It is simple, she said, sissy does it all the time. A darling little girl she had been.

Idly he tugged at the sleeves of his tux jacket as his eyes traveled over the decorations of entrance - the ivy and crystals - instead of the people who moved around him as he waited. He was well aware that the traditional attire of such an event were dress robes, but he wore his tuxedo anyways. It had been a well made suit in Italy. The lines of his jacket and pants crisp and straight. Underneath the jacket was his vest made of soft, shiny pressed satin. His shirt was a bright white, the wing collar flared above his bow tie, and had black onyx buttons to ( ... )

thelastgranger March 5 2007, 06:37:20 UTC

Dress robes, tuxedo, it didn't matter to her, not in the slightest. But he looked astounding, like something from a magazine, or a film, not someone who should be meeting her with such a look on his face. Students were wandering around and other people were waiting in the entrance but it was hard to see anyone besides him ( ... )

smallbruises March 7 2007, 04:23:06 UTC

Like any proper gentleman, Conall bowed - a shallow bow at the waist - in response to her curtsey. He'd practiced it so many times when he was a young boy, his mother teaching him to waltz. One hand behind his back, the other across his stomach holding his jacket and vest in place. He'd noticed over the years that not many men extended such a greeting anymore. Then again, not many people waltzed. It made the gesture all the more important to him. Something left of his parents.

"Ma petite chère," he said softly, taking the hand from his bow tie in his own. He surrounded her small hand with his two. He placed a soft kiss to the back of her hand as he guided her away from the stairwell. "You are but a butterfly." As he walked, he kept her hand in one of his, the other hand rested in the small of her back.

"At first I did, oui." Conall responded, leaning in so he could speak softly against her ear. "But a little girl named Luce helped me. Apparently, she is eagarly awaiting her letter."

thelastgranger March 7 2007, 06:50:25 UTC

Maybe Ron had been right, maybe it did have something to do with the accent... Because when he spoke in soft French... There was no one else in the world, let alone the room ( ... )

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