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Hogwarts RPG Name: Ariel Scamander Gryffindor Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Freya Snakebark Slytherin Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Ousmane Diomandé Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Rajan Patil Ravenclaw Fourth Year Ministry Department Head:
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Originally Posted by Dances_With_Potter After an impressively smooth exit from her conversation with the minister and Victoria, Ilse gingerly made her way across the room toward the drinks table. She wasn’t sure she trusted herself to eat in the purple gown, but she could definitely manage a drink. As she watched the other people around her, she thought she spotted Conley across the way but couldn’t be entirely certain. He seemed to be surrounded by a rather large group of people. Hopefully he’d spot her before the end of the night.
As she reached up to make sure her mask was secure, Ilse had to let go of her dress, which she had been holding up just a bit to make walking easier. Forgetting about the length of her dress for just that single moment, she stepped on the hem and stumbled forwarded right into a man she had never seen in her life. ”Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry! I didn’t hurt you, did I? I’m sorry. I’m just not used to all... this,” she explained, gesturing down at her gown. Just seconds after he gave a nod to his new boss, he was quite pleased with himself that he had been aware of what was going on around him. So, when the woman suddenly stepped on her dress and stumbled right into him, he gently reached out in an effort to stabilize her and ensure she didn't end up on the floor. Constant vigilance always paid off in the end.
"Don't worry, don't worry. No harm, no --" he started talking over her. But then he couldn't help but pause and grin a bit when she asked if she had hurt him. Hurt him? A well-built Auror? Frankie couldn't help but chuckle a little at that.
"I'm alright, really," the blond added, reassuring her that no harm had been done at all. He had endured much worse on the job; a woman accidentally bumping into him was nothing in comparison. "Are you alright?" She had collided into him after all. Frankie wasn't exactly a human-sized teddy bear. "I can only imagine what trouble a long dress could cause someone."
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