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Hogwarts Ball - Concert and Dancing

Mar 03, 2007 20:35

Date: Saturday, 03 March, 2001
Time: 7:00pm
Location: Hogwarts
Rating: PG
Characters Involved: Anyone who wishes to attend

( And the band played on… )

character: molly weasley, character: deirdre burke, character: fern magnussen, character: nymphadora tonks, character: conall aurelius, character: ginny weasley, character: dean thomas, character: katie bell, character: hermione granger, status: complete, character: charlotte aurelius, character: severus snape, character: ciarán malone, location: hogwarts, event: hogwarts, character: millicent bulstrode-morsus, status: open, character: stella sinistra, character: bill weasley, character: seamus finnigan

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19:20 diva_myron March 8 2007, 12:39:44 UTC

"End!" Myron threw his hands sideways, embracing the whole world. "Your usual Monday morning, eh?" he said to an older-looking woman, who was instantly flustered by his attention. With a lazy smile, Myron moved to the other corner of the stage and saluted the audience there- simultaneously searching for familiar faces in the crowd.

(The one and only-- can you guess who?)

"And now: Bar Italia," he announced without pausing for too long.

"Now if you can stand,
I would like to take you by the hand, yeah,
and go for a walk,
past people as they go to work..."

Re: 19:20 subtle_simmer March 13 2007, 22:15:03 UTC

But Severus was done with attempting civil banter. He certainly was not the least tempted, now, to reveal the name of the man he was 'seeing'! What if he had been mistaken in his estimation of Remus' regard? What if Remus hoped to 'rekindle' something with this woman, as she seemed to be clearly hoping for?

He would not humiliate himself by claiming a relationship which he was now no longer confident even existed!

"I couldn't care less with whom you dine," he said disdainfully. "My personal affairs, on the other hand, are just that. Personal. I do not choose to wear my heart on my sleeve."

Re: 19:20 birdwotcher March 13 2007, 22:23:27 UTC

Tonks just stared at him, a dozen thoughts flying through her head. What had she done to make him angry all of the sudden? Obviously he was unhappy with something, and they'd been having a perfectly nice conversation!

"All right," she said, dropping her hands and any hint of cheerfulness in her voice. "In the space of fifteen seconds, you turned back into the grumpy bastard Snape who taught me Potions." Gripping the sleeve of his robe tightly so he wouldn't be able to run off on her without making a scene, she glared up at him.

"Tell me right now what I said or did to piss you off, because obviously I did something."

Re: 19:20 subtle_simmer March 14 2007, 01:10:48 UTC

"I did not turn 'back' into anything," he retorted. "I am as I have ever been - I am your grumpy Potions Master."

Schooling his expression into complete impassivity, he continued to guide her through the dance, refusing to be further ruffled or goaded by Nymphadora Tonks.

"You did nothing, and I am not 'pissed off'," he insisted. "I merely spotted Lucius Malfoy speaking to one of my seventh year students."

Which was true, but had little, if anything, to do with his ill humour.

"As I am always wary of his motivations, I dislike to see him attending to any of my students. He has distracted me, and soured my mood."

Re: 19:20 birdwotcher March 14 2007, 02:33:08 UTC

"No, you've changed," she insisted. "For the better. Not that you were all that bad to begin with, but you've changed." She sighed.

She didn't believe him. That was too strong a reaction overall to just be about Lucius Malfoy. Normally she wouldn't have pressed it too much--well, all right, maybe she would have. And she was going to this time. "Then why did you tense when I mentioned it to begin with?" she challenged. "I don't like not knowing what I did or what I said, so if it's all right, just telling me would be appreciated."

She sighed. "Isn't he supposed to be reformed?" Like she believed a word of it. "Talk to your student afterward. No use getting upset over it now, I suppose."

Re: 19:20 subtle_simmer March 14 2007, 02:51:09 UTC

The song was ending, and Severus had deftly manoeuvered them to the edge of the dance floor, on purpose to minimise the amount of time he would be required to spend in her now extremely distasteful company.

"Of course he is supposed to be reformed. As am I."

He tapped the collar visible at his throat, taking great risk in removing his hand from hers to do so.

"That does not mean I trust him any more than I trust anyone else - and a great deal less than most."

As he could see she would not let up without a fight - and he was equally unprepared to give in, he merely raised a haughty brow at her.

"You are dangerously close to prying into my personal affairs, girl. Now would be the prudent time to drop it. There is nothing more to discuss. If it is an issue which affects you, you will learn of it - but not from me ( ... )

Re: 19:20 birdwotcher March 14 2007, 03:07:20 UTC

Tonks clenched her jaw, but she didn't say anything. Let him be whatever it was he was being. See if she bloody well cared. There was no point in getting over an argument about it, although admittedly it'd been an enjoyable dance before this. Whatever she'd done, she wanted to know. And rather desperately. But she wasn't about to make a scene for it.

When he dropped her back off at her table, she merely allowed a curt nod and a terse "Good evening." Nothing left to say, and she wasn't going to fight it anymore. She'd figure it out later.

Re: 19:20 silhouetteatrox March 12 2007, 01:54:47 UTC

Whatever this was shaping up to be, his recent encounter with that adorable little toy [what was her name? Susan. susan. susansusansusan] had planted a little sliver of hope in his spine: perhaps the evening was not a complete loss. At any rate, he'd gotten to show off Lila, the girl he'd unveil in a few weeks as one of the faces of his new line. More importantly, he'd gotten to show off her dress.

But there was that itching beneath his nails again, and he wanted to claw past skin and tie fingertips in dusky gray boxes with black ribbons. He had to get out. Who wanted to come along? Ciarán set his teeth; thank gods this song was a bit less raucous.

He had given up the haven of the edge of the room for the moment, and was slipping as gracefully as could be managed through the crowd, shaking hands and mingling as was required [which it was--welcome home the Prodigal Son]. Charmed, I'm sure.

Re: 19:20 prof_stargazer March 12 2007, 02:09:36 UTC

Stella was thoroughly enjoying the evening. Everything had been just lovely, though she did not expect that Minerva would allow anything less from a Hogwarts function! She had danced, spoken with many, many people (currently a Mrs. Burns, an old friend of her Mum's) and drunk quite a few flutes of champagne. Quite a lovely evening, indeed.

After Mrs. Burns had bid her farewell, Stella scanned the dancing and chatting crowd, her eyes falling upon a face that she, though not seeing in person for some years, would recognize anywhere.

"Mr. Malone, how lovely to see you here," she said, smiling. "I trust you are enjoying yourself?"

Re: 19:20 silhouetteatrox March 12 2007, 02:38:22 UTC

The voices everywhere were congealing and sharpening into one, pulsating whisper, repeating his name over and over again; each repetition grew successively louder until:

He turned his head in the direction of the newest, most tangible greeting; the rest of his body followed fluidly, with an almost feline coordination. Ciarán looked rather like he had during school, but moreso: he had filled out and grown into his self-assurance. Those eyes were still just as big, though ( ... )

Re: 19:20 prof_stargazer March 12 2007, 03:02:13 UTC

Stella laughed as Ciarán squeezed her hand, and blushed a bit at his compliment. It seemed he hadn't changed a bit- he had always been disarmingly charming, even as a first year student. Really, he had been one of the few Slytherin students of his age group that she had genuinely liked- even though he seemed to do as little as he could get away with in class.

"I seem to recall having to give you several detentions for calling me 'Stella' back when you were a student," she teased. "But really, Ciarán, I was so happy to read that you were back in the country. I must admit I spent some time in Greece, myself, but it has been nice to be home again."

She wasn't sure if it was the champagne, the music, or the company, but Stella was feeling positively giddy at the moment.

Re: 19:20 silhouetteatrox March 12 2007, 03:38:21 UTC

He'd only rarely gotten a chance to see Stella Sinistra tipsy whilst he was in school, and he relished the opportunity now. If there wasn't such an irritating crowd, he would release that laughter from her veins. Come out."Indeed you did," he smiled. "Surely you realized that being forced to spend more time with you in private was hardly a deterrent for continued informality." Perhaps a bit heavy on the flattery, but it had a grain of truth: Stella had been (still was, he wagered), one of the most...aesthetically pleasing instructors at Hogwarts, and one of the most adorably wide-eyed, to boot. Detention with her had been a picnic, as far as he was concerned ( ... )

Re: 19:20 prof_stargazer March 12 2007, 04:20:11 UTC

One of the hardest things for Stella during her first few years of teaching had been the fact that she was closer in age to the students than she had been to the rest of the staff. There were plenty of students, not just Ciarán, who had played this up as much as possible. Still, as difficult as those years had been, there was a silver lining: it was very easy, now, to socialize with those same former students without feeling like a stodgy old professor. She laughed again at Ciarán's recollection of his time in her class- it was true that she was not as harsh with punishments as some of her colleagues, and she did seem to recall giving him an inordinate number of detentions ( ... )

Re: 19:20 silhouetteatrox March 12 2007, 05:01:31 UTC

He held Stella firmly at the small of her back, with the touch of someone who knew quite well what they were doing, both on the dance floor and otherwise. With the material of her gown so suddenly and immediately accessible to touch, he reflexively reevaluated the outfit: he needed to get her out of this ornate, metallic thing ( ... )

Re: 19:20 prof_stargazer March 13 2007, 00:17:47 UTC

It was always a joy to dance with a partner who could lead well, and Stella was more than happy to let Ciarán decide their course across the floor. She laughed as he spun her about, never doubting for a moment that she would end up exactly where she was supposed to be.

Stella smiled broadly as yet another compliment fell upon her ears - Ciarán certainly had not lost his touch for flattery!

"Oh, I never said I was the only lucky one, Ciarán," she said, as they moved through the crowd. "Though, I do believe I got the better end of the deal ( ... )

Re: 19:20 silhouetteatrox March 14 2007, 02:36:59 UTC

Her hand was perched lightly in his, and she gave herself over to his control with such trust [oh, the deliciousness of satisfaction rising in his heart]; obviously Stella was not completely in the dark when it came to dancing.

Ciarán's style was more subtle than ostentatious, and the steps through which he led Stella were all very delicate and contained [just enough to show her off--a step step turn to flair the hem of her dress barely noticeably]. They didn't take up much room, despite his gentle maneuverings. Still, there was a certain edge to his dancing that cut through each movement, like a magnetic force that refused to let either of them drift off into daydreaming

"On which, than on the stars above, there hang more destinies.He murmured his response in her ear while he had Stella turned so that she faced away from him. Her back lightly brushed against his chest, and he held both of her hands, so that her arms were crossed loosely over her front [helpless, not that she'd know it]. After he'd recited those two lines, ( ... )

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