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Originally Posted by
Shanners 
Hrrrrmph. Customising this fairy outfit to hold a pot of glitter had been HARD. And so she merely had sewn a leaf shaped pouch to the skirt, and it blended in perfectly. Apart from the bit of the pot your could see, and the multicoloured glitter that it held.
She was now a glitter!flower!fairy! And she was cool. So people were expected to be jealous. Not just of her costume. But of her SHOES! Heck, they were nice. Hehe. Not being modest about her shopping skills or nothing 
She flounded past a few people and GIGGLED, for the fact that some costumes deserved a giggle, because they were that MARVELLOUS!
And then she sat down. Alone. PFFFFT. Now that she had her Butterbeer, Wesley needed only one more thing to make her night complete.
A place to drink it!
Giggly grin exagerated by the dabs of red paint on her cheeks, the tiny Hufflepuff made her way through the dancing croud, carefully cradeling her bottle of golden liquid. Rounding a very colorful Iris and...that one boy who barfed in Divination - Evan, both in deep conversation, Wesley scouted for the perfect table.
Nope.
Nope.
Ye - Nope.
The brunett rocked back on her heels, biting an already chapped and scabbed bottom lip.
Some. Where.
THERE!
Where that pink person sat!
The perfect table!
Scurrying over, the short fifth year took a place in front of the cute, little table and the pretty fairy.
"Lori!" she announced in greeting, dark eyes crinkling in a smile of recognition.
Because everyone knew: Pink = Lori.