Orange-and-Black Masquerade | BYOA

[thsingleweasley]

Charlie didn't know why she had accepted the invite to this masked ball, it really wasn't her thing - getting all dressed up with make-up and jewels - but her sisters had pestered her and her mother insisted hoping that the second eldest Weasley might meet someone there as well as have a surprisingly good time.

It didn't seem like that at all, not

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I had too ^^ CR only is fine

[wyvernweasel]

At least the mask was something comfortable. The black suit with the orange lining and pinstripes however was not. The very odd thing about all of this, however, was that fact that scarce moments ago he'd been out in Romania. Now he was at a ball.

A masquerade ball of all things. Oh well. The war was over and he really didn't think Death Eaters would do something quite this elaborate to kill him. At least there was whiskey and plenty of it. Things always seemed far more amusing after a few straight drinks.

You are awesome

[thsingleweasley]

She looked around the dance floor and ballroom once more, gazing slightly longingly at the dancing couples until she caught sight of a really beautiful mask over at the free-bar.

With her Gryffindor courage strong Charlie zigged and zagged her way over to the black and silver dragon, hating inwardly admitting that Willie and Perce were right about her only love being dragons or anything dragon related.

"Not really your scene either?" She asked the red haired stranger before also asking the bartender for a whiskey but with a little dash of soda water in it.

it was the perfect reason to make his journal ^-^!

[wyvernweasel]

Charlie was mid sip when the girl caught his attention. Not one to simply waste a drink he nodded, swallowed and cleared his throat at the burn. "gah, ah...no not really. Still trying to get my head around how I got here actually." He couldn't help a grin at the whiskey and soda, good taste.

"Least there incentive to stay." He held up the whiskey glass.

We feel honored *blush*

[thsingleweasley]

"A free-bar as always a good reason to stay." Charlotte agreed before downing her own glass, thankful that the soda took off the edge. "So, kidnapped or unwilling talked into this horrid thing?"