Hah Amy Laughed, you just need a jacket and a pout and you're there she nodded, she did love Rose Tyler though, she was the best assistant, at least in Amy's eyes, oooh bossy Amy laughed, pirouteting and turning, she was going to miss this madness, that was for sure. She took a sip of lemonade and looked around the room, seen Jay? She asked, Jay had gone AWOL. Again. Well at least she thought she had

"exactly, I wanted to dress up" Sammy said happily. She was at the moment almost restraining herself from jumping up and down, it's very exciting. "very nice very nice, me likes" she said nodding her head in approval as Amy spun, yes everything needs Sammy's approval. Then at the mention of Jay's name she stopped want to jump up and down, and now had a poker face instead of a smile. "nope, but it's not like it unusual for him to disappear" she muttered. NEED CAT AND PASTA

Truee Amy grinned, soooo who you got your eyes on whilst Jay's gone AWOL, at least for the ball, she giggled, she didn't have Sammy down as a cheater, but well, Sammy and Jay were never exactly, well...serious. Not that Amy knew anything

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Sammy kept her poker face on. Amy doesn't know ... well she might as well know she thought, keeping her best poker face on. "no one, but it's not like it matters what Jay thinks. I broke up with him" she said keeping the annoyance in her voice to a minimum. She wanted to make it clear that SHE had broken up with Jay, not the other way around.

OHMIGOD! Amy cried, serrriiiooouuussly? Her mouth dropped open, wowza. Major surprise. And you did the dumping. Right? Amy would make sure she did the dumping, or Jay would find himself being strung up by a pike. Not that she'd have anything to do with it. She would get her mafia mates to...well. Details arn't nessacary. Are they. *Giggle*

Freya frowned "I'm not a jumpy person. Mind You! I'm just shocked that's all" she let out a small sighed. The blonde girl just rolled her eyes. When will Elliot grow up and stop teasing her like that. It's not really funny at all. How about she has a hearth attack? She could had die! Thank Merlin she didn't has it. "Indiana who?" she asked. "You look like a cowboy to me. The had and the rope" she said pointing her finger to Elliot's costume.

Sammy covered her ears "jesus woman I'm right here" she said holding back the urge to giggle, but the smile was back. Then nodding "seriously" well this was a much different reaction than expected, but then again, this IS Amy she thought "of course I did the dumping" she said. She was annoyed with him, and she would be until he actually apologized properly. Hmph.

Whoaaaaa.

Everyone looked so different with these costumes on. Half of the students Aiden couldn't even recognize, and the ones behind masks were hopeless.

Decked out in his Spartan 300ish costume and mohawk helmet, Aiden leisurely snaked though the crowd, in and out of the spaces between dancing couples, as his eyes searched around for his girlfriend. Why hadn't they just agreed to meet in front of the Great Hall? That would have been much simpler. Oh welllll.

He continued on with his search for Ella Ainsworth.

Well as long as you have that Amy grinned before scanning around the room. So which lad for you my friend? She asked, scouting out some possibilities for her or Sammy. Obviously putting Sammy before herself in the boy scouting, she was nice. Well that and this was her final week.
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Yeeeeeeehaw!

Ella skipped onto the dance floor, her snazzy boots clicking on the floor as she did so. Yes, she looked utterly ridiculous, but so did everyone else. So she decided to make the most of tonight and have a bit of fun for a change. Woot. She scanned the dance floor for Aiden, 'cause who else would she want to be with on the dance floor? Wink wink, hehe. Her eyes squinted, she finally spotted him, wearing a very sort of manly costume. It was appropriate really, 'cause Aiden was such a muscular fello.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaai yewww." She wailed as she skipped up in his face. Might as well get into the spirit.. Taking a closer look at his costume, she suddenly had a disappointed expression. "We really don't match." And they'd look stupid together, ha.

Elliot just laughed hearing Freya's reply. "What ever you said, Salvatore. What ever you said." he chuckled. Elliot rolled his eyes again "It's Indiana JONES, Freya. Not cowboy" he sighed. "It was one of my favorite muggle movies." Seriously did this girl never seen the movie? Okay maybe the costume look like a cowboy "Hey. Cowboy never used a rope as his gun you know. He used a gun" Since when did the cowboys started using rope as their gun? "Okay enough with the talking about my costume. Would you like to dance?" he asked as he bowed a little and offering his hand to Freya.

Sammy smiled. She was going to forget Jay, he didn't mean anything to her ... well that's what she kept telling herself. "dunno" she said with a shrug. "there isn't that many guys our age around here anyways" she said looking around. There really wasn't that many people in their year either. "what about you? it's your last week so you get first picks" she with a smile, not that she was happy about Amy going, NO SHE WAS NOT HAPPY ABOUT THAT!

Hearing a drawled greeted from his left, he looked to see Ellaaaa. And lookie here, she was wearing a muggle sort of costume! Hah. Ironic. Although maybe she just thought it was a random cowgirl one. "Don't you mean 'howdy?" He laughed, his eyes lowering all the way to her boots and then going up to her hat. "Nice hat."

"This is true - we don't match at all." Heheh. Although that seemed appropriate for them, somehow. "Look at this," he grinned, and showed her his plastic sword that he was so proud of, then pulled his hand back and forth over the spiky red feather things on his helmet. "Best parts of the costume, eh?!"

" I was waiting for you dear' Rex told Daisy. " You are absoluetely stunning in your outfit " Rex

said to Daisy. " Ready for my costime?" Rex asked Daisy. Rex waved his wand, his suit and tie are now a tuxedo-white shirt wuth tails, black sportscoat, same length as shirt, black bowtie, black sil pants, black tophat, and black cane. " I am Fred Astaire and both of us will be dancing ion air ans in the rain" Rex expalined to Daisy. 'Ready to be the belle of the ball?" Rex asked Daisy.

Meh, year above? Amy suggested, oh last week. Finally setting in. The last week *sob* nah, none of these are my...type. She smirked, the one person who was wasn't their. Typical. She sighed, so I'm handing first dibs over to you, so go on, pick a year she giggled, the way she treated this like a magic trick.

Daisy smiled and watched as his costume became apparent. She curtsied and said," You look dashing Mr. Trigwell." She nodded took a deep breath and said, "Lets go take the dance by storm and show them what real dancing is." She held out her hand and straightened her spine so she could be as graceful as a peacock.

Sammy pouted. She didn't like going first AT ALL! "but there is no one even in the year above, that I can see anyway. They're like seventh and sixth years" she said. Tiger Lily does not approve she thought. actually, where's Katie? she always seems to fall heed over heels for any guy she sees she thought, looking over peoples heads.

Ah well, more's the pity, I'm sure your sister will turn up with someone though, she wasn't sure what it was about Katie that made people fall over themselves to meet her, she was lovely, but well. Too flirty? Not that she'd say that, people got offended easily if you said something about their family that they didn't like, so we just have to dance the night away evidently she grinned, taking a sip of lemonade

"who knows, Katie knows practically everyone in her year so she'll find someone" Sammy said with a smirk. She loved her sister dearly, but Katie had truly caught the love bug ... for every guy she ever met. *smirk* "sounds like a plan" she said doing a quick spin, and feeling lucky that she didn't fall over ... she has no coordination ... AT ALL

The moment Lavi had entered the Great Hall, the first thing that noticed him were the people that were dancing. Couples and none couples were dancing on the beat of the music. Lavi walked up to the dance floor as he watched from the side. It looked fun but Lavi knew he couldn't dance so he just looked at the others, maybe getting some hints of how to place your foot and stuff. In his mind, the music could do with a more up beat tempo, if it was only shuffling than he would fall asleep in an instant! But that was only if he would be dancing. He flattened his white button up shirt and started to play with his styled hair for a moment before giving one last look at the dance floor and then noticed something that really interested him (the food table) and started to stalk towards it.

You fail at dance Amy laughed, come on she lead Sammy onto the dancy bit of the floor, there was no way Sammy was getting out of it this year she grinned and began to dance, not caring if she looked stupid

Adjusting her feathery hair piece, the fifth year absently ran her fingers through her straight dark locks, not use to the absence of her wild curls. It was strange, thinking back to her first term here at the castle. She'd wanted nothing more than to go home; second and third term hadn't been much better, but by fourth.. by fourth, the charm of Hogwarts had started getting to her. Now, in fifth year, the little Mae was fond of the school, fond of the professors and even some of her peers; so many things had happened since she had started school at eleven-years-old, so many changes. Katie could honestly say that over summer, she was going to miss the castle and the familiar faces.

But now wasn't time to think about going home, for that would come soon enough and she would be happy to see her very large, very crazy family when the time came. Now was the time to enjoy the ball - costume ball, - and so that's exactily what she was going to do. Dark eyes gazing around the room, Katie stood off to the side of the dance floor, carefully out of the way and searching for a Gryffindor boy or two.

The others were no where to be seen. But of course Legend had spotted the Hufflepuff first. Which was actually luckily. She had slipped away before they had finished their talk a Hogsmeade and he was eager to finish it.

Although his costume had it's little "swish" noise when he walked, it could not be heard over the loud music on the dance floor. Sneaking up behind Katie, he was about to tap her on the shoulder when he had a better idea. "You look like Pocahontas." He whispered in her ear as he leaned down.

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And then there he was. "Well speak of the sun and you see it's rays, hey Hecate?" she said, giving her a playful elbow to the ribs.

Grinning widely, Kimber stood and curtsied. "Good evening, kind sir," she said, playing the part. She stepped gracefully, making her way around her chair off the dais. "Then let it be fate," she professed, taking his hand with a regal nod of her head.

King Fletcher could have squealed like a little boy on Christmas morning, he was that happy the librarian was playing along. "Ta ta for now," he called over their shoulders to the potions professor before giving his Queen's hand a squeeze and leading her out to the dance floor.

....and then they were, suddenly on the dance floor, and Fletcher realized he hadn't fully thought this through. Erm. Dancing with a professor was quite different to dancing with say, Neptune Awesome Bott or even Rae or Aleksandra, not that he had had the opportunity to dance with either of the latter yet.

A smooth, waltzy song came on, however, and Fletcher puffed out his chest and twirled Queen Donovan onto the dance floor. He held her hand up nice and high and started moving them to and fro. His other hand slid to a proper, appropriate position on her torso.

Fletcher was certainly walking a careful line... but hey, he was royalty tonight! AND he had been practicing his moves. So there.

Kimber followed Fletcher through the crowd; her deep, crimson colored dress billowing around her ankles with each step.

After being twirled onto the dance floor, Kimber placed her left hand squarely on his shoulder and allowed him to lead her in a lovely waltz.

Wearing some of her highest heels with her costume, the Librarian found herself standing nearly eye level with the champion as they began to dance. It was a huge relief. Dancing with a student would have been a world weirder if she had been towering above him. Still, much to her surprise, she found herself being moved about the dance floor with ease. "Fletcher, I had no idea you were such a gifted dancer," she said appreciatively.