She hadn't meant to stumble into the tall tot - but these shoes were really hard to walk in and the whole get out was like a masochistic way to ruin her night. She should've come as a hobo. That would've been easier. No dressup required.

She sent the tot a meek apology at his protest. It could'nt have hurt that hard. She was, afterall, a mere five foot five and couldn't have weighed more than fifty kilo's. She didn't see what he was complaining about.

She'd walked a couple of paces, when something made her turn. It wasn't to check on the welfare of the tot. She didn't really care - he was acting like a giant baby. No, it was to try to figure out why she felt like she knew this overbearingly tall, white-faced person. It was sooo weird!

But the whole 'who are you' faded to 'i don't give a crap because your being so utterly handsome' and as the boy kissed her hand, Cameron let out the most uncharacteristic burst of nervous laughter. She giggled. Complete with rosy cheeks and perhaps.. just a LITTLE batting of her eyelashes.

HEH.

"I'm.. fine now," She mumbled wondering where this tall stranger had been hiding in the castle. She wondered what he looked like underneath the makeup. He had pretty eyes. And a pretty face. Very pretty face.

And then came the cheesy pick-up line. And Cameron was all dashing displays of chivalry and all that girly crap, but this.. this just made her laugh.

"Alright cowboy, don't get ahead of yourself." She grinned. Who did this kid think he was? Casanova? HMPH.

".. You're not from the Aparecium?" She asked all of a sudden suspicious. Because that magazine seemed like they were deliberately TRYING to make her out to be some sort of tart. "Because I'm not dating Raiden OR Jim. Merlin. I don't know where I'd fit that in. Like honestly. Which SANE girl can actually date three guys at one time? She'd have to have genius time management skills and seeing as I'm late to EVERYTHING it just wouldn't be possible.." Oh. She was rambling to a stranger. Ooppppsiiiies!

Speaking of dating.. where was HER date? She looked up to the boy. "You wouldn't have happened to see the Head Boy, would you? He's about yay high.." She illustrated with largely overexaggerated hand movements. "Actually he's about your height and he's REALLY skinny - sort of like you and he's got curly.. and he's like.." And it was at that moment that the incredibly smart Miss Caddock figured out who it was in front of her.

"Torin."

Matthias had pretty much told her the same thing. That she would regret it for the rest of her life if she didn't say anything. Mia looked over to the dance floor once again and watched him dance with the other girl.

She couldn't see what difference it would make now. All it was going to do was put him in an awkward position. Mia turned to look at Raiden again. "Maybe." She replied with a small smile. And maybe she would get over it.

Maybe.

But highly doubtful.

Mia really didn't think the things that she had done could be called endearing. Utterly ridiculous, maybe. But she was appreciative of Raiden trying to make her feel better.

"Then why not try them all?" Mia shrugged her shoulders. Of course she was young enough to assume that it could be that easy. "That way you'll find out which one you truly like the best." So naive, she was.

As she gazed at Raiden sitting there hidden behind the mask and the hair, Mia deliberated on whether to say what she had been wanting to say for a while. And deciding that he had given her some advice she felt the need to return the favor whether he wanted it or not.

"Raiden, I don't know why you are hiding out here, with me of all people. But this is your last year at Hogwarts. Your last hurrah. You should be going out with a bang not hiding behind that mask and not wanting to talk to people. There are a lot of people here that you will probably never see again." Mia leaned across the table and patted his hand, "Do you really want to make such an anonymous exit?"

Adeyln ran to an empty table to wait for ANna. She absoultley loovvveeeed her costume. Well, it wasnt really a costume, more like an awesome outfit. Plus the green glitter lipstick and black glitter eyeshadow totally made it.DOn't forget her green hair with black streaks. She placed down her extra large plate filled with everything you could imagine.

"I'mmmmm hereeee!" said Anna as she strolled into the seating area. Anna noticed Adeline's plate. There was bread. Addy didn't like crust. Anna liked crust."Oooooooooo! Gimme your crust!"

As anna went to grab them, Adeline's extra-large rootbeer spilled on her identical dress. She waved her wand to clean herself. "Thats better" she said, reapplying the glitter green lipstick. "Sooo, I was thinkin' of dyin' my hair black and-" Anna stopped.

"What's that?" anna started to wiggle along the side of the wall muttering: "Oh yeah, oh yeah!"

"Your cool" she said with a forkful of potatoes in her mouth.

"I know!" giggled Anna. "Look at this.' Anna waved her wand and her blond curly hair turned black and fell straight. "You like?"

"OKay food table she smiles.I really want to teach you my recipes of the food i make she smiled.Well he better leave you alone.

Daisy laughed, "I have some recipes I could teach you too. My dad is a chef and he passed his knowledge off to me." She shrugged. "He won't but I love a game of cat and mouse. Trust me. nothing will destroy what Rex and I have. not even Carson." And they walked off to the food table.

"Alright whatever you say to help you sleep at night love," Carson said a smirk spreading across his face. That smirk was removed real quick when she began to defend crazy lady. "I'll have you Daisy. you'll be mine whether you want to be or not."


Speaking of crazy lady... "Protego." The food was sent flying in the opposite direction and he laughed. "Try taking on a different wizard kid." He walked away. "Oh and Daisy will be mine, so enjoy her company while it last."

joey stomp his foot with her heels.you think she'll take you back you you dump founded but a lost flame.just take you slytherin butt back to you dorm and sleep on it that she dosent love you.

Leave my girlfriends cousin to be alone.Just move on dude she dosen't love you and you ever talk to my girlfriend like that agian.I'll be your worst nightmare.Johnny hugged joey now go you not wanted here.

He smiled, "I never do." he told her. Well there were a few times, but they mostly involved Paris getting a hold of him. But in the end his dad or mom usually stepped in before things got too out of hand. "Well actually the poolhouse thing wasn't my fault at all. It was Lucas' fault." Though he wish he could lay claim to that one. It was epic. "Yeah we can go to a beach or something for a week." He didn't want to say alone. Because he was sure his parents wouldn't allow that. And he had never gone anywhere without a brother or a sister anyways he wasn't sure he wanted to really go alone.

He finished off his pie of pumpkin pie as Selena told him everything was fine and dandy. He knew she was lying but she didn't want to talk about it. It hurt a little but she was allowed to keep things from him. He stood up and held out his hand, "Well can I have this dance?" he asked. Maybe that would cheer her up.

Selena giggled. She was pretty sure Diggy had been hurt at least once by his sister and she was a bit nervous about him getting hurt again. She giggled again at the confession about the poolhouse. "Well, maybe it was a good thing though, that you didn't burn it down?" she offered. Who knew how much trouble he'd get into for that. The beach... wow... that sounded lovely. "It sounds great, as long as if I don't drown that is," she said, chuckling. Selena was fairly certain she wouldn't really be getting into the water... she didn't feel like dying.

Selena smiled and took his hand. "Of course you can," Selena said, standing and placing the helmet on the seat. She didn't really like wearing it...

"Hello Diggy have you seen my Aunt" she smiled.Its weried that my aunt and i go to hogwarts.tell her i said he i'm going to dance with my friend mikey see you later.

Diggy nodded, "Yeah my mom was pretty mad about that." He could still hear her yelling all of them. They were all grounded for a week after that. Paris was pretty stemmed by that. But Digz and JoJo thought it was pretty funny. "I wouldn't let you drown Selena," he told her.

He leaned down and kissed her hand. "Good," he moved to walk her out onto the dance floor when someone stopped to speak with him.

He looked at the girl really confused. "Um. I'm not too sure who you are or who your aunt is," he confessed. He'd never met the girl before so though he liked meeting new people he couldn't understand why she was telling him all this stuff. He smiled at the girl and trailed over to the dance floor with Selena.

looking over to see the girl he had met from raven ,,,Joey ,,, yea Joey having words with some boy. Michael adjust his cape so his wand is out but hidden
"Joey"motioning for her to come over

"Hello Mikey she smiled",so what your costume she smiled.I havent seen eyna in months she sighed i hope she okay.this guy was messing with my cousin girlfriend.

Selena is my aunt she smiled.know one really knows shes my aunt she laughes.


"Awsome will start making some of the foods i make she smiled.I think i'm going to be chef or work as postion master she smiled.

flipping his balck cape over his shoulder to show his rapier "Zorro,,but the mask came undone can you give me a hand "handing her the mas and turning his back to her so she could put it on"Enyna has taking time off to be with Jackson her new dad"

"Yeah my little brothers dad she smiled.she put on his mask and ties the back of it. i've alwayz had small crush on you she laughed.Its too late to tell you that now.well enya is lucky jackson is really my adopted father.

Cam seemed incredibly unsteady in the heels she was wearing. Oliver found himself staring at them in spellbound awe, wondering how the heck she was managing to stay upright at all. If heels didn't look so hot, he would think they were designed for torture. He smiled inwardly as she steadied herself without a lot of grace. He bowed slightly, tipping his hat like the upper class criminal he was when she apologised. “No need to apologise, my lady. No damage done.” He had to force himself NOT to grin like an idiot. If he smiled, she would know him straight away no doubt.

But wait.. she was going? Urrh.. the whole not recognising him thing was fun.. but not so much if she walked off and left him.

Time to up the charm.

Ah ha! But she'd turned back anyway. SCORE! He raised a brow as she proceeded to study him. How could she NOT KNOW it was her own boyfriend looking back at her!? Crazy CRAZY mare!

The coy little giggle and the batting of the eyelashes maybe should have aggravated Oliver seeing as she thought he was ANOTHER boy, but he found the corners of his lips being pulled upwards into a small smile. That was so cute. He didn't even KNOW Cam was capable of being so sickeningly cute! His heart melted a teeny bit and he gazed at her in a sappy glazed sort of way.

Oh she was fine now, was she? “I'm glad to hear it.” He replied in the same fake lack-of-accent. “You seem to be having a bit of trouble with those heels. Does Red Riding Hood wish me to escort her somewhere? Perhaps to the dancefoor?” Smirrrrrrrk. Oh dear. The lad just couldn't help his face, could he? Heh.

Cowboy!? “Not a cowboy, my lady. Cowboys have no class and I AM class. I'm a highwayman.” A dandy highwayman. Hehe! He frowned, puzzled by her question. “I may be a criminal but I don't make a habit of spreading rumours.” Ehh.. of course Cam had appeared in the Aparecium on a few occasions with accusations that she was the school's apple tartlett.

Then she went off on one about trying to date three people at once and how it would be too hard work for her and Oliver looked at her, his face screwing up more and more as she continued in the same vein. “Would you do it if were possible?” Hghwayman!Oliver asked. “Care to add a forth to that list because girl, you are.. you're, like, so beautiful.” heh heh. Creepy much?

Had he seen the Head Boy? Oh no no no. He shook his head and listened to the description, raising an eyebrow. Was she just playing along or did she really have NO CLUE!? He leaned in towards her and planted a soft kiss on her lips. “No.” He said as he pulled away. “But I hear he's handsome... intelligent and witty. I hear he's...”

Torin!?

Oliver huffed audibly and crossed his arms, a distinctive pout forming on his face. “Open your eyes, numpty.” He mumbled. Torin. Like, this game was seriously no fun anymore.

"Probably," he replied. 'Maybe' didn't attach high enough stakes to itself to qualify. But it wasn't his place to push her either way; it wasn't as if he were close enough with her to pry about such things, and it was her decision to make. Nobody grew in life if they let others push them around, did they.

Try them all? A smile tugged at his lips and Raiden glanced to the left, where there were kids fighting again. And there was food being put in faces again. He was not dealing with idiotic children again; this ball, after all, was for the champions, and he was one of them. As far as he was now concerned, his duties were suspended for the night. After he and Nia had had to step up for the other fight, and he'd gotten food thrown at him... no. No mas, thank you.

"The problem with that... is that they require education, and commitment, and stuff like that." Dedication. Careers tended to go better when you focused on having one rather than several. "At least I could probably take a little time after term ends, to decide? But as of now... I've not the slightest what I want to do."

Her little... speech, about his current situation, had him looking at her again, and feeling vaguely unsettled. While he knew that most of what she said was true... he didn't want to think about it. The end of term was approaching rather quickly, and he wasn't ready. Raiden Kururugi was ready to have grown up, but he wasn't ready to be a grown up.

"Going out with a bang isn't really how I am, Mia." He watched her hand, his own not moving to escape the touch. "I think I'm much more the type to go out quietly."

Cass decided that standing on the middle of the dance floor would be silly and absurd and would get her in so much trouble. Its not like Hugo would come back suddenly from who knows where and look for her in the middle of the dance floor. Its not like she was actually waiting for Hugo to look for her. Good riddance to him! She trudged - yes trudged - over to a bunch of empty seats, not even bothering to lift her heavy, blue skirt, just letting it drag across the floor. Mother would kill me She thought distantly as she sat down on an empty chair and looked at the dancers on the dance floor.

Cameron smiled slightly at his apologise but it was more like she was forcing the sides of her cheeks to contort into some sort of twisted, half-hearted expression. If there was no damage done, why were his eyes watering? And she HAD apologised. It wasn't like she could just take it back.

Stupid pirate.

Stupid.. FAMILIAR.. pirate.

She turned, stumbling slightly and causing the pivot to look so utterly uncoordinated it was a wonder any of her limbs were actually attached with the way she walked disjointedly. But the weird pirate stranger was just that. A stranger. And she'd come to discredit the first impressions of practically everyone.

She just couldn't help it. He'd KISSED her hand. Cameron let a small lopsided smile appear and she looked up at the boy, brown eyes wide with suprise and curiosity. Who WAS this kid!?
As he smiled back at her, she was vaguely reminded of someone but she couldn't quite place WHO it was. But then he was sort of staring and she could've SWORN a bit of drool slipped from the side of his mouth and flushing an intense crimson, she took a hesitant step back.

"Urmmm... you right there?" Weird tot..

Readjusting the backstrap on her red heels, she peered at them grateful for the distraction. His comment brought her attention back up to his face. She eyed him intently. His eyes were such a pretty colour. Green. He had gorgeous eyes. "Oh.." Had she been staring? Ooopsies! "Umm.. I don't dance.." She muttered. The whole 'perfect pirate' illusion evaporated as quickly as it had come. Cameron was NOT a fan of dancing. Not that this boy's smirking was helping. She frowned and looked away. Yep.. *awkward*

It had been a figure of speech - but whatever put him to rest. I am class? I am a highwayman? "Oh.. I thought you were a pirate." She laughed slightly to herself. URGH. That ruddy magazine. "Huh.. so then.. what are you doing flirting with me?" The redhead asked bluntly, insinuating clearly that he was standing in front of someone well below his league.

She was ranting to a stranger. She sort of pitied him. He'd obviously expected the tarty dress to be accompanied by a confidant, exuberant personality when Cameron was anything but. His face contorted and she sighed, trailing off. "Noooooooo." She eyed the stranger. "Neither of them are my type. I like my boyfriend. Why does no one understand that?" She pouted a bit. That STUPID magazine had caused another argument and she scowled a little too. Not like they saw each other that often either.
... Beautiful? The redhead snorted and was about to set the boy straight when he kissed her and her eyes flew open and she hastily disentangled herself.

"Did you mother never tell you you're meant to ask a girls' PERMISSION before you kiss her? That's ASSSAULT! She flailed a little and glared at him. "I have a boyfriend you know. And he's REALLY big and REALLY tall and he's a blackbelt thingummywatsis and he's going to PUMMEL you for doing that." She scowled. Who did this boy think he was? HMPH. And the whole thing about Oliver being a blackbelt was true. Lori would vouch for her..

A STRANGER HAD JUST KISSED HER. Cameron wiped her mouth and scowled up at him.

"I am unhappy with you." Just stating a fact - in case he hadn't figured from her scowl. "I would slap you, but I'm a Prefect AND one of the original triwizard people. It would be unconventional."

But she COULD continue scowling. *scowl!scowl*

Her eyes widened as the boy started stating all the qualities Oliver happened to possess.. well the LAST one was slightly exaggerated but.. WAIT A MINUTE.

"..."

She was speechless. First this kid kisses her and then goes on about her great her BOYFRIEND is.

".. I think I'm dreaming. Or ... that you're not real." This kid was just too WEIRD to be real.

Which was why it was Torin. BUT TORIN WOULDN'T KISS HER.

GROSSSSSS. She flailed a little. "This is so disgusting. I just kissed Torin." Not that Torin was yuck. Torin was just like her older brother and kissing your older brother was YUCK.

ewwwww. She cringed.

Through this dramatic display, Cameron had ignored the stranger's dismay and only looked up when Oliver huffed.

... Oliver.

Oh. Oliver was pouting.



OLIVER!

She crinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnged.

".....Well this is embarassing.."

Oliver watched Cam with an look of incredulousness on his face. She wasn't even tottering in the heels, her movements were much more erratic. How the heck was she going to manage for the whole evening in those things? Was this all a ploy so she wouldn't be forced onto the dancefloor? Hehe! Wait.. no, Cam wasn't a Slytherin... and Oliver was quite certain she could never be so underhanded and shifty!shifty.

Um.. ch'yeah.. he was just dandy. He blinked and wiped at his mouth with his hand. Dribble? Oh dear. Well... Little Red Riding Hood was smokin' hawt. “All the better for seeing you, beautiful.” He replied with a wink. Oh and now her face matched her hair and outfit. “You look so pretty when you blush.” eh heh heh. “Sorta like human tomato.” Nommy.

His kept his eyes on her as she bent down to readjust the strap on her heel and didn't take them off her as she eyed him REALLY intently. Oh come on! Surely she could see! The small 'Oh' made him smirk all the more and he reached out for her hand and closed the gap between them once again. “But I do. Just follow my lead. You'll be fine.”

A pirate? Yeah.. well he supposed he could understand why she though that. “No, my lady. Pirates are barbaric thugs. I am a man of class.” Who just so happened to rob people for fun. Heh. Awesome. Perhaps after graduation Oliver should consider this as a full time occupation.. it'd beat flipping burgers in MacDonald’s which was where he was destined. He raised a brow. “I'm flirting with you because you're clearly the bell of the ball. And, apparently, according to the Aparecium you're not choosy in the slightest, so.....” Yeah, she could guess the rest of that sentence..

Aww... she liked her boyfriend. JUST her boyfriend. Shame she couldn't recognise him from Adam! Jeez! So in he went for the kill. SMOOCH! She'd know him from his kiss, right?

Apparently not.

Just great.

Highwayman!Oliver's eyes widened as she proceeded to verbally attack him. Assault!? WTF!? “As my date to the ball, surely I'm allowed to kiss you.” He replied casually, repressing a gigglesnort at the idea of him pummelling anyone with his 'blackbelt skillz'. *snort*

She actually wiped her mouth. In that moment she resembled a small girl who was frightened of catching cooties from a stinky boy. Oh she was unhappy with him. Duhhh... like he couldn't TELL! “Oh I'm sorry.” He said, sarcastically. “...But I sorta have a right to kiss you.”

She scowled. He smirked.

Scowl.

Smirk

Scowl. Smirk. Scowl. Smirk.

Heh.

But this was starting to get annoying. She thought she was dreaming now? Oliver just wanted her to realise so they could get on with some dancing.. or staggering clumsily around the dancefloor or whatever Cam wanted to do in those heels. “Oh I'm real.” He assured her. “But by all means, dream of me tonight, sweet cheeks.”

TORIN! LIKE NO! JUST NO!

“I'm not bloody Torin.” He muttered his accent and tone returning to normal. “Torin's, like, broad. Do I look broad to you?” No. Oliver was wiry.. skinny. He looked NOTHING like Torin.

Tick tick tick.. you could practically hear her brain ticking over. DING!

FINALLLY!

“Cam.. you're so weird sometimes.” He said with a genuine smile and a small chuckle and reached out for her hand. “C'mon. You wanna get some food? Have a wee dance?” Could he persuade her out there with a little gentle nudgery? “I love the costume by the way. You bring tartiness to Little Red Riding Hood. I always thought that was missing from the books when I was a kid.” hehehe! Cue naughty smirk and wink.

Oh.... Dancing. Right.

The prefect smiled and looked back to Evan. "Sure. That's the whole point of a ball, after all." Teehee. Iris took Evan's hand when he offered it, and stood up from her seat. Carefully, she brushed down the back of her dress with her free hand, and then arranged her headdress.

Looking to Evan, Iris flashed him a small grin. Now... to the dance floor!