Keeley skipped into the commone room, having just posted some fliers in the corridors. Luckily, she was all out, because everyone seemed to want a Ravenclaw invite to the ball. Plopping down on a random chair, she noticed that it was William's special chair, the one Professor V had aparrantly burned, and giggled. Where was he, anyway? Huh. She pulled out her sketchpad and quill, and went to her old habit of sketching gown designs. The girl probably wouldn't be going herself, but maybe some other people would want a dress, because after all, she could make them easily.