Hufflepuff || Half-blood || Sixth Year || Dialogue Color Code: #838646
Though Olira wasn't the ball kind of gal she still went just for the hell of it and because mostly she had nothing else to do. The young witch didn't really put much effort into her outfit since she decided to go last minute so she owled granny to send over that simple lilac dress she brought over the summer that she was wearing right now in fact. Olira had her mask done just in time and it was also simple since she honestly didn't want to spend more than fifteen minutes drawing the darn thing. At least the hufflepuff was having some fun. Right now she was dancing with this guy who was way taller than her, they were laughing because he honestly didn't really know how to dance so she had to guide him a bit and they bumped into a couple of people in the process."Looks like you got two left feet" she laughed. "Oh hush" the boy responded with a smile and a chuckle. Once the dance was over tough, the guy offered to get her a drink and Olira accepted. He was a nice guy, funny too, maybe she could make a new friend tonight?
The two danced again with the same laughter and giggles in between when Olira's mind drifted off to McKenna and Quentin. They both didn't seem to be here yet which was odd because being McKenna she would have thought that her best friend would be all over the ball. Quentin on the other hand, she didn't know if he was going to come or not but if he did she'd recognize her tall beanstalk with or without mask. Olira definitely wanted to have a dance with him just to tease him and stand on his feet while he did all the work.
Gryffindor || Pureblood || Sixth Year || Dialogue Color Code: #6F81AA
Kris's dress robes were the new ones his mother had bought him a month ago for a dinner they had with company. The dinner was with some ministry officials that worked with his father but all Kris could really remember was how big that one mans nose was. Remember that he let out a chuckle as he smoothed out his robes and looked in the mirror. With a smile he took out his want and lightly tapped his hair and watched it change from it's red color to a blonde. With that he wet his hair a bit and parted it a little before flipping his hair over on one side making it look as if he used gel to style it.
Tonight he was going to have some fun and maybe surprise or confuse some people which to him was still fun. With his hair done and passing his appearance check in the mirror the gryffindor slipped on his mask and headed out the door unwrapping another yellow lollipop. It didn't take him but only 5 minutes of standing in the great hall before he was snatched away by some girl to dance but he didn't fight it because he said he was going to have fun. In the back of his head thought Kris was hoping that Odette was here.
Slytherin || Pureblood || Seventh Year || Dialogue Color Code: #808080
Though this was the second day at Hogwarts Stella was finding her way around pretty easily despite earlier when she had gotten lost going to the loo when the steps began changing, honestly how can anyone get on those with out getting dizzy? Shaking her head the death eater did her cuffs on her dress robes, she was not about to go in a dress, she hated them, they were uncomfortable and the heels she had to wear with it were hard to walk in. The slytherin couldn't even maneuver in anything that was more than an inch off the ground. Stella was glad she had a heads up about the ball before hand so she had time to get everything done before she got to Hogwarts.
Stella pulled her collar neatly down and opened a couple of the top buttons on her dress robes so she didn't suffocate. The young death eater was sent here by no other than the head death eater in charge. She was like the little helper to them and a pet in the sense she usually never left their side and was given commands that she'd obey. See Stella was forced to become a death eater because of her fathers failure. Honestly her father didn't want her to become a death eater but this was punishment for his constant failures and now Stella does everything she is told or not she will be forced to watch her mother go through a slow and excruciating death. Her mission here at Hogwarts is to watch the other death eaters and make sure they carry out they're duties.
The head honcho never really told her to keep an eye out for their safety but she has taken that task upon herself and will try to keep them unharmed, okay maybe a little harmed but not dead because hey, they're are four of them and one of her. Pushing those thoughts back Stella slicked her hair back, grabbed her mask and exited the room down to the great hall where music and dancing was currently happening. Upon entering the great hall the first thing that caught her attention was the music, it was a little bland but dancable.
The slytherin had made sure she put her mask on before entering and was now making her way down the steps with her hands in her pockets. Her eyes slowly scanned the waves of dancing students as a sly smirked crossed her lips as her eyes landed on a stunning dark haired girl standing by the punch bowl. Her target was set and Stella moved in for the kill. "May I have this dance?" she questioned with a smirk and a hand held out. Right now, blending in was her best choice, plus having a little fun wouldn't hurt.