Wow. Well, that was all she could say. People had grown up a lot. Waaaay, a lot. Tammy was kinda scared of people she hadn't been before, not that there was anyone she hadn't been afraid of, XD. The brunette held her clutch bag tightly, and made her way from the Entrance Hall up towards where the Prefects, Professors and the Headmaster were gathered. She hadn't been gone that long, why had all the teachers... changed facially? Had they had like..

OPERATIONS ON THEIR FACES? NO WAY.

Oh. Whoops. Maybe not. They were new professors, speaking of new, there was a new Headmaster too. Giving him a little friendly wave, Tammy made her way down the line, looking for her Princess TorinELLA. He was totally the only reason she had really came, that night, apart from trying to catch up with a couple of people.

Running a hand through her much shorter hair, again [you don't get used to cuts, or so, she doesn't] her eyes searched the line, person after person, smile after smile, greeting after greeting, for him. Her best friend.

And there he was!"Princessssss! Don't you look handsome tonight, ey? Where's your girlfriend?" The four foot 10" high nineteen year old grinned at him, and pulled him into a BIIIIIIIG Tammy/Princess hug. Maaan, she loved him.

Oh look. There was someone coming up to him now. And he knew who this guy was, but he was having a hard time remembering his name. It was Peter? Something like that? But French... What was Peter in French? Maybe Brody would know that one.

"Hey, Pierre." It was a guess because Peter and Pierre sounded like pretty well the same thing.

"I've been good. Busy. You? What have you been doing with yourself since Graduation?"

And suddenly he was saved.

He wasn't alone anymore, and his fellow Prefect was there with him to share the confusion that he was feeling right now. And that somehow made it all more easier really.

He leaned in as she whispered, and then shrugged at her. "I have no idea. I'm not even sure exactly what I'm doing here besides talking to people. I don't really get the point of this." He whispered before deciding to look around so see who else was there now.

And there was Lissa saying hi to them all too. "Hey, Lissa! How are you doing tonight?" Probably good seeing as she was at a ball and balls were fun. Weren't they? They were supposed to be fun.

ZOMG! Best friend time!

He grinned as he was grabbed in a hug by Tammy. "TammmmEEEHHHUUUUUH!" He practically lifted her off of the ground as he squeezed her in a huge hug.

He had missed her soooo much even though he had only seen her at Christmas. "You look so good! So so good!" His Tammy was growing up. Sniffle.

"I have no idea where she is. Knowing her she's probably still getting ready."

"I like the tie too," Raiden whispered to Arya, as if it were a secret. It was the only contrast the otherwise dark suit had, unless you counted the silver chains that dangled across the front. "And even if you don't like dressing up, you look really pretty."

He paused and glanced around, and was about to ask where her little Ravenclaw friend was, when... Oh goodness.

Why were there so many pretty girls at Hogwarts and why had they made such a huge effort to all look so fantastic on the same night and in the same room. Sure, there was a ball, but still. They made it hard to think coherently.

He sorta half-stared at the Ravenclaw Quidditch Captain, which wasn't his fault. He'd not really seen her that much off the Quidditch pitch, and then he'd looked up and there she was, in some blue froofy dress and looking like he'd really never seen her.

"Uh-" Words, kid. Make them. With your vocal cords preferably, so others could hear them too. "Nia, you look beautiful."

That word felt weird. Really sorta kinda weird. But it was the one that fit, sooo.

And then Gold, too. With really long hair and a dress you could only miss if you lit the entire room on fire. The long hair was what threw him in that situation, mostly because he was not used to Gold having really, really long hair. Raiden grinned at her though, and definitely used words again. Out loud. Hehe.

"You too, Gold... Your dress is really bright." Heh. And there he stood in all black, a stark contrast.

The Hufflepuff prefects were a bit away from him and Raiden looked at them, too; it must have been a requirement that all the girls look ridiculously beautiful because Sarah looked even prettier than usual, too.

Where was Nancy?

Talk about embarrassing! This was more than awkward...this was MEGA-awkward. They weren't somekind of famous movie-stars or part of the Weird Sisters or something. They were Prefects...and Professors...and the Head Boy and Head Girl. Still, the ball was about the Alumnis so she supposed that they had to welcome them in some way.

Resisting the urge to run a hand through her hair - which would have totally messed it up - Nancy slowly moved forward to stand next to Sarah. Shifting her weight from one foot to the other she leaned slightly towards the fellow Prefect. "Is this awkward or is this awkward?" She muttered, still grinning broadly at everybody who walked past. They had to make a good impression after all soo...

SMIIIILLLE!!!!

"Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus" she reads silently as she stares at the Hogwarts crest hanging prominently at the entrance. "Yeah, among other things not to tickle without good reason" she thought smirking, looking around the once familiar hall and grounds. It felt strange yet familiar to return, like seeing memorials from a past lifetime. She glanced at the group gathered by the door, not one of them familiar to her. She sighed, absentmindedly scrunched up her green hair and straightened a non-existent crease on her black dress as she inched her way towards the front.

As she neared the fellows in their penguin suits and glittering gowns, she suddenly felt a jolt of panic, realizing only then that she hasn’t thought of what she would say as her cover. "What else can you say but the truth? Its an Alumni ball dummy, that’s why you’re here" she berated her self silently just as she came up to the suits. Taking a deep breath she utters a name that hasn’t passed her lips in years ”Uhm hi.… Regina Roa. Slytherin house.”

Oh, she had the BEST best friend, ever.

Giggling as he hugged her back, Tammeh-UH lifted her feet off the floor, and ruffled at his hair. "I missed you." She whispered into his ear, before batting down at his hands to put her down. She was not a toy to be suspended in air by a freakishly tall Princess!Boy.

So so good, ey? Oh, didn't she JUST? Whoopsie. Big headed. Er. She did? Oh. That was very nice of him. Heh. "Why, thaaaank you. I brought the dress especially, and the shoes are out of my latest line. Like them? Actually, I wanted to ask you what you thought of my hair? I got a... trim. But it's super shorter." Pout. She missed her long hair, so so much. It was like ... her life. Her pretty hair. POWT.

Grinning to herself, as she opened up her clutch bag, and pulled out a little piece of fabric before looking at Torin. This was JUST his colour. "Arms up, and close your eyes, Princess." She smiled at him, as she kept the fabric hidden near the latch of her bag.

"Getting dressed still? And she goes here! I had to apparate all the way from Surrey to Hogsmeade, and I forgot my bag. So I had to go back."

Pierre thought for a moment that Torin had forgotten his name and who he was. Thankfully, he didn't which saved Pierre the embarassment of that. He smiled at Torin.

"Same. I've been working at the Ministry lately. Even had work to do on my birthday." Pierre remembered that it was horrible. "So you're taking NEWTs this year right?" He thought that was right, he wasn't one hundred percent sure though.

Oh. My. Goodness. What. Was. She. Doing. This. Was. Insane. And. What. Is. Up. With. This. Writing. ?

Okay okay, she could do this. She totally could. That is, if these damned shoes would KEEP STILL. Or...y'know, stop making her wobble. Right.

Smoothing down her short black dress, Miranda carefully, but not THAT carefully, walked off towards the recieving line where apparently they should be standing. Seeing Sarah and Torin standing there, Miranda breathed a sigh of relief and hurried over. "Higuyshow'sitgoing,ey?" Nervous much? Gosh. She kept twisting the dress fabric and felt a bit naked. Like...where was the rest of the dress? HER KNEES were getting COLD!

Hehe.

Oh, and there was her Head of House. He looked... different. The groundskeeper was wearing a suit!
Gosh...

Bella looked around at all the other students talking around the recieving line, she recognised a few around the school, whom she had never spoken to before. Well she had most certainly seen them in class a few times.

One person who had caught her eye, whom she knew by name was Torin, she had certianly heard about his adventures around school. With a secret smile she bounced over towards him to say hi.

"Haii" She said happly giving him a smile.

Let the mission begin.

OOC: For Whitt <33

At least she wasn't the only one. Torin didn't know why they were doing this either, so that was alright. They should stand there and smile. "I guess we have to show a united front, as authority figures." Snort "But you know...embarrassing."

It's not that she didn't like fancy clothes. It was just that she wasn't used to wearing them. So the fiddling began... making sure she was safely... in, as Torin greeted Melissa and TAMMY!

Had she taken the label off her shoes?

Sarah stood on one foot, inspecting the bottom of the other one, just to check. Yeppp she had. Phew. She nearly toppled forwards, though, when she heard a voice close by. NANCY. Thank God. Another person she could share the - embarrassment - with. "Understatement of the century, Nance," she said through gritted teeth, smiling as another person went past. "You look gorgeous, though." Totally.

Gripping Nancy on the arm, as she went to put her foot back down, Sarah took the chance to have another shifty look at the people around her.... There were the other Prefect's, all doing their thing. Although Raiden did look over at her, prompting a grin and small wave from the Hufflepuff back in his direction.

"Ohh boy."

It was. It was her.

Miranda had ACTUALLY worn the dress they'd chosen. Wonders would never cease.

Giving her friend a massive grin, Sarah slapped at her hand to stop her fiddling with the dress, although she couldn't talk as that is what she'd been doing before. "You look beautiful! Told you wearing a dress wouldn't be that bad. Just stop playing with it!" Smack.

How was it going? Well that was a very ambiguous question. It was going well, but not alot of 'it' was happening anyway. "Urrr, yeah, good. So far anyway. I think. At least we have saety in numbers, eh?" she grinned, nodding to Miranda, Torin and Nancy. Safety.

More people! Another Prefect and a Captain. Oh YAY! "Hey, Nancy and Miranda!" But what was Miranda saying? He couldn't make sense of it really.

"Nervous? I didn't think Quidditch Captains got nervous." He smirked at Miranda. It was rather cute really.

Ministry. That seemed like interesting work, but he wasn't really the kind of person that would enjoy doing it for a living. He was one to prefer being his own boss like Tammy was. "What Department are you working in?" And then NEWTs were brought up. Oh joy. He hated those tests so much. "Yes, I am. And I hate them so much already." He had all Term.

"I missed you too," he whispered back at her before setting her down. He could take a hint. hehe. And he was so happy to see her that he would rather not have the evening ruined by her hitting him with hr little fists.

"Wow, your stuff is so much better than it was when you started out." He remembered the really ugly shoes that she had made last Term. they were so bad. But at least they helped to get her somewhere in the industry. And he was happy about that because it meant that she could make him and Brody shoes. "And I like the hair!" No pouting allowed.

Er, why did she want him to do that now? He eyes the fabric in her hands. "I know what that is, and I know what you're planning to do." He glared at her. Not here. Not tonight. Not ever.

"Well, you know how Brody is. And I can't really see why else she wouldn't be here yet." It was okay though. He could see her later tonight.

And someone was smiling at him even though he had no idea who they were. "Hai. Having fun tonight?" He smiled back at her not really sure what else to say. He didn't even know what her name was after all.

Authority figures, huh? "Since when have we been authority figures?" he joked back to her in a whisper. But really he didn't mind being here. It was actually nice getting to talk to people he had to admit. "I embarrass myself on a daily basis." That much was true really.

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Oh. My. Goodness. What. Was. She. Doing. This. Was. Insane. And. What. Is. Up. With. This. Writing. ?

Okay okay, she could do this. She totally could. That is, if these damned shoes would KEEP STILL. Or...y'know, stop making her wobble. Right.

Smoothing down her short black dress, Miranda carefully, but not THAT carefully, walked off towards the recieving line where apparently they should be standing. Seeing Sarah and Torin standing there, Miranda breathed a sigh of relief and hurried over. "Higuyshow'sitgoing,ey?" Nervous much? Gosh. She kept twisting the dress fabric and felt a bit naked. Like...where was the rest of the dress? HER KNEES were getting COLD!

Hehe.

Oh, and there was her Head of House. He looked... different. The groundskeeper was wearing a suit!
Gosh...

Looking around with his hands shoved in his pockets, Constantine spotted his Quidditch Captain making her way to the receiving line rather...haphazardly. He chuckled at how she wobbled her way up in those heels she was wearing. Ohhh, amusement...

Bella smiled, but could feel her face growing hotter. Bad timing! she thought as she quickly looked down at her silver high heels. They suited the dress well, with its's open toed and gems going up one side. She took a deep breath and looked up, cursing herself for not putting enough make-up on before hand. Where was Maura's make-up kit when she needed it? She asked herself.

"Haii, Im Isabella Evans, I've seen you around school" She told him smiling. She didn't really expect him to know her by name, but by site is possible right? Well she hoped. "Im a fourth year" She added, hoping he would know then.

She sighed again, casting a look at the dress which was being forced over his head by a bunch of girls. She giggled. It seemed odd, but fun also. They seemed nice, and good people to strick a conversation with. Smiling towards them she said, "Haii" Hoping they would notice her while doing what they were doing, which she was still confused about. She laughed before looking back at Torin.

"Oh, Um, yeah, I've only really just got here, but i really do hope i have fun" She quickly added to his question, well she hoped to have a few dance's at least. She needed someone to ask her first though. Hmm.

"You??" She asked, hoping to strick a conversation.

"Department of Transportation. Floo Network Division." Pierre could tell Torin didn't like the topic of NEWTs. Not most people liked that topic. He chuckled at Torin's response. "Well, they'll be over soon enough and they you can move on with your life."

Tammy smiled softly as he put her down, and quickly bounced up again, and kissed his cheek. "You're my unofficial date tonight, okay? Which means you owe me two dances, aaaaand you don't insult me at all, okay?" Good. She knew he'd agree to it, she could hit him, or cry, and he was meant to be a prefect toooo.

"It is isn't it? I prefer this line, they're more something I would wear, where-as last time, as you know, they weren't nice." They were ugly. But you know, it got her shoes on the runway, so she was happy. Very happy. "You do? Good. 'Cos I was worried you wouldn't, and hair doesn't grow very quick." And she hadn't mastered any kind of spell to make it longer. Heh.

HMPF. Torin was such a spoilsport. Pulling her wand out of her clutch, Tammy jabbed it in his arm, and then tapped the fabric, so it grew into a lovely yellow dress, and then grinned at him. "You know what it is, and you know I'm going to do it, so arms up. Up. Up. Up. Up. Up. " She knew he wasn't going to do it, so after placing her wand back in the bag and closing the bag up before putting it between her ankles, Tammy lifted up an arm, before sliding the dress over that one, and then did the same with the other arm. Of course, he had struggled, but with a good kick in the shins, he was good.

All before sliding it down over Torin's outfit. "Leave it on for a second, yes? I'm checking the colour, for your christmas present wardrobe." Or some big fat lie like that.

She grinned over at Prefect Sarah and then giggled to herself. "Hey Torin! Don't you look lovely in your DRESS!!!!!!!!!!!" Ahem. Ahem. Other people. Look. Laugh. Torin was in a dress.

"You look beautiful, Torin Kane."

Akward grin. Ack, Sarah was stopping her fidgetingggg. Miranda wrinkled her nose and sighed, her lower lip jutting out a little at the SMACKING. Ouch. Hehe. Aw, she was so sweet for the compliments. "Thankyou Sarah... and thanks for the help." Merlin knows she wouldn't have worn this stuff if it wasn't for her friends helping. Heh.

Taking a deep breath, Miranda took in Sarah's appearance. Wow. "My gosh, Sarah. You look amazing." She nodded, a smile spreading her lips. "That dress fits you soooooo well!" Fo sho!

Okay, it was going good? Taht was good. Good. "That's good." Heh. Safety in numbers? Heheh. Miranda snorted at that. "Yeah, gosh I'm so glad I found you guys here....before everything starts."

Merlin, why did everyone look so DIFFERENT in their clothes?
Huh? "Oh, well...we do. I mean...this isn't really a Quidditch game, is it? Hehe." She smiled goofy. "Well don't you look handsome, Torin." He diiid. Brody would be pleasantly surprised, she was sure.


Hm.
She...recognized that chuckle.

Miranda narrowed her eyes and turned towards.... Masterson.
She blinked rapidly for a moment and then quite not so wobbly this time made her way over to the HoH. "Hello, sir. Enjoying the...festivities? Glaaaaaaaaaare.

'Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!'

Oliver was late! Sprinting out the common room and up the stairs towards the entrance hall, he took a swift turn into the Great Hall and skidded to a halt at the start of the receiving line.

Casting the headmaster and professors a wary look, he sneaked up the line (which was kind of difficult for someone so gangly and blatantly obvious) and slipped in the line beside Nancy, Sarah and Miranda.

“Ladies.” He smiled at the girls as he straightened his jacket. “You all look nice.” And... woah.. Miranda in a dress!

Staaaaaaaaare.

Blink blink.

Ahem.

Now that was a vision he never thought he'd see. Tearing his eyes away from her to look at the people making their way along the line, he raised an eyebrow. “Well this looks like fun.” He mumbled to himself.

He felt strangely like royalty as he stood there waiting to shake hands with people and chat to them or whatever the hell it was he was supposed to be doing.. except he wasn't a white haired shrunken old woman with a fondness for hats and corgis and people called Chaaaarrrrrrrrrrrles.

Hehehe.

Giggling Bella noticed another handsome smart looking boy come rushing down the stairs and to the line, Brillient, she just knew she was going to make some good friends tonight. She smiled from where she stood, not risking moving incase she missed any more of Torin wearing a LOVELY yellow dress..

"Haii!" She called over to him, smiling. A fourth year could talk to older student's right? Besides she had a mission to keep to.

"Im Isabella" She added, going a bit red in the face

Pierre watched as one of Torin's friends put him in a dress. Yes. Torin was in a dress and Pierre had no idea what to say. So, he just laughed. "It's definately your color Torin." Once he was able to stop laughing, he turned back to Torin. "Sorry, couldn't resist."

Ah...Torin! Lissa smiled at him. "Hey Torin! I'm doing good. You?" she asked back but wait...Torin couldn't reply because wow.


Torin Kane was in...a dress! A yellow dress. Didn't he look lovely. Hehe. Laugh. Someone take a photo...now. This was just too hilarious! Seriously Melissa was laughing it was just too funny. She wondered if his friend and some heels for him too. Wink wink. "Aww, don't you look perfect Torin?"

"Floo Network? Never really used Floo." He was more of a Muggle transportation kind of guy. Though he did occasionally enjoy broomstick. But then that was just on the Quidditch pitch obviously. "Yep, after NEWTs, it's Culinary School." How exciting.

He raised his brow slightly. This girl seemed really nervous right now or something because he kept looking at her feet and stuff. "Nice to meet you. I'm Torin." Because even if she had seem him around, he was sure that she had no idea what his name was. "And I'm a Seventh Year," he added as she told him what year she was. Maybe that was why she seemed awkward. She was young, and he had been awkward in Fourth Year.

"You should have a lot of fun! Boys to dance with," he gave her a wink as he knew that she would probably dance with at least one by tonight. "And I'm having fun here myself."

... Or he had been before he was forced into a dress.

Now he was absolutely livid.

"TAMZIN WOOD! Get me out of this thing before you regret it!!!" Was he yelling? Maybe just a little bit. But he was so mad, that his eye might have been twitching a little.

"I do not care if you're my best friend and unofficial date, I'm still going to hex you for this." How could she do this to him?

Needing to look away from Tammy for a bit before he did something he would regret, he turned his attention to Miranda. "Correction. I looked handsome before I was forced into a bloody dress!"

And now he was being made fun of. Whatever. He was too mad now to want to bother with these people. Or to want to even talk to his best friend anymore.



He ripped the thing off of him and threw it to the ground before storming off. Whatever. There were other people that could deal with the reception line at least while he calmed down.

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Hm.
She...recognized that chuckle.

Miranda narrowed her eyes and turned towards.... Masterson.
She blinked rapidly for a moment and then quite not so wobbly this time made her way over to the HoH. "Hello, sir. Enjoying the...festivities? Glaaaaaaaaaare.

Oh oh. THE Glare.

It sure wiped the smirk off Constantine's face. "Errr...yeah, sure, I guess. You look very nice, by the way," he added for good measure (and to take some edge off that glare). "What about you? Enjoying it so far?"

Pierre was kind of shocked that Torin had never used Floo. He wasn't going to question it. A lot of people didn't enjoy using it to begin with. He raised his eyebrows in shock. "Culinary school. That's different. In a good way of course."

Now Pierre felt bad for laughing at Torin. He seemed really angry at his friend for what he had done. He watched as Torin stormed off and decided to just go into the ball.

Fallon came to the ball and saw a huge group of people. She carefully made her way through them, making sure her dress didn't hit anyone. It was really poofy and threatened to at every move. She spotted a bunch of people laughing and curiosity got the best of her so she went over.

Then, Fallon saw why they were all laughing. Torin was wearing a dress. She didn't know why he was, but she contained her giggles because he looked really angry. "Hey Torin. Um...why are you wearing a dress?" Before he could answer her, he ripped the dress off and stormed off. Someone needs to talk to him. She didn't know if she should, but she went into the ball after him.

Oliver was a bit distracted looking down the line at a girl he didn't know. A rather butch looking girl at that.

Squiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiint.

Squiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiint!

His jaw dropped.

TORIN!?

A grin creased up Oliver's features. BAHAHAHA! He wolf-whistled to get the lad's attention “Hey beautiful!” He catcalled down the line at the.. boy. Hehehe! “Lookin' gooood.” Good for an ape in a summer dress that is. Snort.

Tearing his eyes away, he focused on a younger girl. Oooh.. he recognised her from class. Ravenclaw, wasn't she?

“Hello Isabella.” He said pleasantly with a smile oblivious to her blushing. “I'm Oliver. The Slytherin Captain.” He introduced himself. “Looking forward to the ball?”

Bella giggled as she looked at him, in his lovely YELLOW dress. She must admit it was a brillient start to her first dance at the school. She looked down at her feet again for fear of laughing in his face.

"I Kn-know your nam-name" She told him, screwing up her face to keep the giggles in. Who ever's plan it was for the dress was a GENIOUS! She peeked a look at Torin, she could still see the black of his suit under the dress, it seem a tight fight.

She took a deep breath, and making sure she wouldn't giggle she looked up and told him, "I do sure hope i get a dance" She knew it sounded really old fashion. That came from reading too many old fashion books.

She didn't even remember the language half the time.

Keeping a straight face she added, "That dress really does suit you you know" Before going into a fit of giggles.

She was still giggling when she turned to address the other boy whom she was talking to. She closed her eyes andd breathed. DEEPLY. before opening them again, all giggles gone.

Well for now anyway.

"Haii Oliver" She said brightly, it was a nice name, yeah i most defently was, "Hm the ball. I sure hope so" Though she needed a dance partner first, "Hey, have you got a dance partner?" She asked suddenly, cursing herself afterwards. She blushed madly and looked at her feet again. They were nice shoes, she declared.

Looking up again she added, "This most defently is the highlight of the evening" She pointed at Torin, a alrge smile on her lips.