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[hargreaves_b]

Week Name/Date/Time: Week 036 / Monday, June 26th, 2006 / 7.12 PM.
Location: Corridor enroute to Great Hall
Open To: Tatiana
Currently Involving: Hargreaves

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[tatiana_w]

Farther down the hall, Tatiana was in no particular hurry to get to dinner, either. Hogwarts meals were the devil himself, she was sure! All those calories...it was a wonder half the students hadn't dropped dead yet! Ugh. Biscuits and chicken drenched in heavy sauces were not to her liking. Oh well--she couldn't expect everyone to have her good taste. Heh.

"Hargreaves!" she said in a bit of a singsong tone, spotting her cousin a distance away. "Excited for the ball?" she asked brightly, though she knew his answer would be less than enthusiastic.

[hargreaves_b]

Hargreaves turned when he heard his name and smiled at the familiar tone of his cousin. "Tatiana!" he greeted her. "I haven't seen you around for a while. Knowing you, I would guess that you have been busy planning your outfit down to the last detail?" He smiled affectionately at her and courteously offered her his arm. He was fond of his cousin, although they were really quite different.

"I myself am about as enthused by this ball as I am by the prospect of tonight's meal. And you must know how I feel about Hogwarts food, my dear cousin?"

[tatiana_w]

"Of course I have," Tatiana trilled, shoes click-clacking across the floor as she caught up with Hargreaves. She quite enjoyed that clicky sound--to her ears, it was the sound of, er, fabulousness. Or at least it was the sound of 'fabulousness' until she thought of a better word.

"Now, this may strike you as strange, since the ball is this week--but I haven't picked shoes yet." She clapped a hand over her mouth as if she'd just let a very important secret out into the open. "Shocking, I know. I checked to see if I had a fever this morning. But the truth of the matter is, I was far too busy studying last week to owl Mother with a request."

Arriving at Hargreaves's side, she laced her arm daintily with his. "Why does it seem we start all our conversations about how horrendous the school's food is?" she wondered aloud.

[hargreaves_b]

Hargreaves was amused by Tatiana's obvious horror that she had not yet chosen shoes. He hadn't really thought about this much - he just presumed his smart, black dress robes would be making an appearance again. "Really Tati," he drawled, "Surely if you have decided on your dress then you must have an idea of which shoes to wear?"

"Because it is exactly that." He replied firmly. "Although possibly better than discussing your choice of shoes with you. Tell me, are you attending the ball with anyone special?"