A metallic shriek signaled the arrival of the decrepit carriage that would take them to the only place Rose felt at home. The doors reluctantly eased open with the force of a stocky station guard. Rose didnāt look for anyone as she boarded the train, not because she wasnāt interested in being social, it was more that she wasnāt interested in idle chit chat. She was more of the philosophical conversation kind of girl.
The train swayed gently from side to side, allowing Roseās brain time to daydream and rest. Rose rested her head against the glass and sighed in relief. The trees flew by in hues of emerald and jade, mesmerizing her into a dazed state. As if by magic, pun intended, they were pulling into the Hogwarts station. The rest of the ride was uneventful, and quite frankly, boringā¦.and then the fun began.
The invitations went off without a hitch, with a flick of her wrist, beautiful gold script danced playfully in the air. Enticing, emboldening, and everything she could as for in an invite. She grinned as she let the spell go. She watched the ripple of reactions wash through the crowds and almost couldnāt help but giggle. The finishing touches to the party, and protection of said party where already taken care of, the power of careful organization, and teamwork.
Rose entered the party with a sense of anticipation, and dread. What if it wasnāt good enough? That thought was quickly washed away by the lights and deep throb of the music. The lights danced across the dark ceiling, each color slowly fading into another. They swayed and changed, illuminating the world around her. She watched the bodies move around her in time with the beat, and felt her pulse quicken.
āHello lovelies, enjoying the event?ā She asked with another scrutinizing glance around.
āI mean, I suppose I could have added more lights, or placed the tables differentlyā¦ā She trailed off in her own train of thought, and took a long deep hit from the joint. She inhaled slowly, her system responding to the smoke. She felt as though her lungs where being wrapped by a warm blanket. She tossed her thick ruby locks over her shoulder as she took small, slow, draws of the joint. She felt delighted as she let the smoke billow between her plump pink glossed lips. Rose turned her attention expectantly back at her two friends.