Zayden Xavier Pierce's Story

Death Eater/Hufflepuff Keeper // Location: Just outside of the dance // color=sienna

"I am sorry to have bothered you, I just wondered if maybe you would like to go to the Yule Ball with me. I understand if someone already asked. I was nervous about this."

"It's no trouble at all. Sure, I'd love to go with you. No one has asked me yet, so of course I'll go with you. See ya around.." She replied with a kind smile, waving in a flirty manner back to George, not that she remembered his name at all. So far she was doing pretty good at avoiding it. Though she knew she couldn't avoid saying it forever, eventually he would find out. Though she thought he was hot, he was kind of a stranger, so that made it a bit hotter to her, what could she say? She was a bit of an adrenaline junkie. I'll go with you, but only because you're hot. Though, she did already have it set in her mind that she wouldn't let herself fall for George. She returned to the common rooms to talk to Nico, but realized that it was getting very late. She had a lot to do, so she'd have to keep things short and sweet, "Shoot me a thumbs up sometime and I'll know the deal's on, Nico." She said as she passed Nico once inside the common rooms. It was late, and she had a lot of drawing, so she went up the stairs towards the girls dormitories. Now all she had to do was draw out her and Myrra's masks and get some rest. She flopped on her bed and withdrew a sketch paid, beginning to run her quill across the paper. She didn't have to use a pencil, because she already had a mental image of how she wanted their twin masks to look. She was the artist, definitely not Myrra. Myrra couldn't draw a stick man on a good day, let alone an intricate masquerade mask. They definitely were going to mess with people's minds and really play up the 'twin thing'. She wanted to see how many people could tell the two of them apart, it would be a fun experiment to say the least.. Once she finished, she put her sketchpad away and stared at the top of her canopy bed. There went finding a date.. now I can just rest easy and slack off in class.. She thought to herself with a smug smirk. She found a cute date, so she was happy, even if there wasn't any current chemistry between them, but Ayria wasn't looking for a boyfriend, just arm candy. She couldn't have a boyfriend with the life she was forced to live. It would be too dangerous, and she doubted she would be allowed visitors in Azkaban.



Before she knew it, it was the day of the Yule Ball and she waited for her date outside. She didn't want to walk in by herself, she'd at least wait for him a while, or until she caught a glimpse of her sister. She definitely didn't like flying solo, especially when she was all dressed up with no where to go. Well, and she was kind of nervous. Did she do a good job on her masks, their masks? Would everyone be able to tell which girl was which? She was totally freaking out. What if her date went in with Myrra by accident? She didn't know him that well, they just had classes together, so would he be able to tell them apart? She began pacing the hall as she waited for George to walk her in. They were a bit fashionably late, but once her allegiance was revealed to everyone, it would all make sense. Though as a typical Hufflepuff, she wasn't really enjoying running late. She enjoyed being punctual, but something always got in the way, even at birth. Myrra made it out first, making her born five minutes later. She was always the sister that was late for everything. "I swear to God I will walk in there by myself and I will dance with the first guy I see if he's not here in ten minutes.." She mumbled to herself under her breath, feeling pretty pathetic standing there all alone.

Ravenclaw Head Girl // Location: At the Dance // Color=Crimson

Myrra finally got her matching dress and mask, but kept it hidden from everyone else until the dance. She went with a boy from Ravenclaw, but they weren't close. They weren't even going together because they liked each other, at all. They weren't even friends. They were an aesthetically pleasing couple, so they chose to go together so they could take a beautiful picture for their parents. She wasn't sure if anyone would even recognize her anyway, especially since she was matching Ayria from head to toe. This would be a challenge for everyone in the room. Whether or not they could tell the difference in the twin girl's jaw lines or not.

She knew it wasn't exactly fair, but she really didn't care at this point. She didn't even want to be here, but attendance was practically mandatory. There was no getting out of it, and she couldn't even go with the one person that she wanted to dance with. Her and her date entered the dance on time, took their pictures, and went their separate ways. Myrra approached the punch bowl, pouring herself a cup before pacing the large room. She admired the flowers and many other decorations, wondering if Kai and Kenna would make an appearance as a couple or not. Though she stepped on her own foot, figuratively speaking, knowing that she shouldn't even concern herself with that. She had no business, considering he was with someone else... but ever since that day on the train she couldn't help but wonder if there was something between them, something more than friendship. Though since the train, she'd avoided Kai. She would leave class as soon as it ended, she would sit all the way across from him in classes, and she refused to make eye contact. She had to keep her distance, she couldn't let herself admire him, because McKenna was always close behind to take a sledgehammer to every single one of her fantasies before they even began. It was depressing and a torturous cycle of envy and reprimanding herself. She wasn't sure if she could take this much longer... She wasn't sure if her date would even dance with her, seeing as they came together with no expectations. She couldn't see him in the crowd anymore, but that was to be expected. She barely knew what he looked like without the mask. She couldn't identify one person in the room, twin or no twin. She kind of felt bad tricking everyone with the matching dresses that she and Ayria came up with. It was hard enough telling who a single sibling person was, let alone twins. She felt like she had an unfair advantage against everyone else in the room, though wasn't that the point? So you could dance with whoever you want, with the possibility that they would never recognize you after the dance when the masks come off? It was a great idea in theory, but who was to say their angry girlfriend wouldn't rip off your mask mid-dance?

She took a drink from her glass, letting out a soft sigh, before downing the entire cup. She wasn't sure if the punch was spiked or not, but for once, she was kind of hoping that it was. She felt kind of bad ass with a mask on, like no one could touch her, but she knew deep down that it was just wire, lace, ribbon, and sequins covering her face. The anonymity was empowering, and she definitely was beginning to enjoy her stroll around the room, watching couples dance, conversing with each other. She was envious, though she couldn't find the only person she wanted to see her in this dress; Kai. Where was he? She knew he was likely already here, she just couldn't find him in the huge crowd of students.. Did she get all dolled up for nothing?



Zayden wasn't exactly sure when his mother sent his suit, but it was definitely well appreciated, especially since he didn't have the money to purchase one from hogsmeade, being muggle born and all.. He had a lot of trouble with his tie, and by the time he got dressed, he'd discarded it entirely. If it didn't want to be tied, he wouldn't force it to be. This was more comfortable anyway, it didn't feel like there was a fancy noose tied around his throat anymore, and that made him one happy fellow. He walked in by himself, choosing to go stag. He didn't find a date in time, and he was actually really fine with that. It meant he could dance with whoever he wanted, and he wouldn't get chewed out for it. He searched the crowd, dancing a few times with any girl who asked. He wasn't picky, especially with a mask on. A few girls recognized him, seeing as he was on the Gryffindor Quidditch team with Kai. Speaking of Kai, he would have to look for him.. He was wondering how his buddy was doing. They'd known each other for years, but aside from Quidditch, they didn't have a hell of a lot in common. He searched the hall until he found his fellow Gryffindor, throwing his arm around Kai's shoulder's in a casual fashion, "Where's your girlfriend, man?" He asked with a quirked brow, but it could have been concealed by his mask. He was totally unaware of the problems between McKenna and Kai, but that's because unless he was playing Quidditch or flirting, his mind was constantly on his sketches and paintings. He was always behind on drama, and could totally care less. He gave his friend time to answer before looking around. There were plenty of girls, and they were Quidditch players. He was going to force the other Gryffindor to have fun if it killed the both of them, "Did you hear about the truth or dare game? Where are they having it? I'm all over that." He asked Kai, waving to a girl who was giving him a wink, even if he didn't know who she was, at all.

"Oh, if you don't dance with a girl by the next song, I am dancing with you. That's a promise." Zayden smirked at his friend, leaving him with that thought before meeting up with the strange girl he'd waved to and danced with her as well. He wondered if he would find anyone worth being more loyal to at this party, but he highly doubted it. Zayden didn't have a girlfriend his entire time at Hogwarts. He was an artsy type who didn't like being disturbed once he got an idea in his head. He didn't have many friends, but the ones he did were uncharacteristic of him. It was hard to imagine Zayden was friends with any of the people he chose to hang out with. Zayden, despite being very flirtatious, was a laid back guy who loved Art... He wasn't very complicated, yet at the same time, he was a very complicated individual. He was a never ending paradox of surprises. One minute he was quiet and reserved, the next he was flirting and dancing with girls he barely knew.

"I'm in,"

"You cleaned up nice." She noted and smiled as he mention being in on her plan. That was good, she had someone on her side so it would be easier to have eyes and ears everywhere, especially since Nico was close to McKenna, "Here's the plan: I will approach my sister and ask if she had a good time at the date, so Kai hears it as well we just have to make sure they're together so she can't deny it in front of him later. If I am there she won't try to lie about it." She told Nico.

"Don't want to go in or is your date late?"

She let out a sigh at that, rolling her eyes. She never had good luck with men, "Late date. Apparently I still have bad taste in men.. It's a family trait, in case you didn't already notice." She responded, referring to Myrra. She always chose bad boys, she'd never even had a boyfriend because of her horrible judge of character.

Ayria was just about to go inside without him, then her eyes landed on George. She had to admit he dressed up nice, and he was easier to pinpoint than she'd thought. For a moment she felt like she wouldn't have been able to identify him, seeing as they barely knew each other, but she spent the entire week memorizing his looks, so she wouldn't insult him any further, she'd already forgotten his name so she didn't want to make matters worse, "See you around, I'll get started on our plan when I get inside." with that she met George so he wouldn't overhear her and Nico talking.

"You look... amazing."

"You don't look so bad yourself." Ayria replied to him with an impressed smile shot directly at George. They'd make a good pair in a picture, she was certain of it. At least her parents would have a good Yule ball picture to hold on to, she wanted her parents to remember her that way, not as a death eater.

She didn't expect the flowers and chocolates, quirking a brow at her date. This was a bit cliché, but in a good way. Tonight she felt like a normal girl for a change, and that was a nice feeling.

"These are for you."

"Thank you." Ayria responded in a grateful tone of voice, accepting the gifts. She took a smell of the flowers then looked up to George with a smile on her face. Though she was ready to go dance, so she hooked arms with him and led him inside where the dance was. She put the chocolates down on the table and carefully sat the flowers with them, "Wanna dance?" She asked with a smirk, eyes a bit mischievous as she asked. She had to dance with him at least once before getting to work.

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"And I think I found one,"

"I've been down that road several times.. Just make sure your girl doesn't see you. I was seeing two different girls once, they nearly teamed up to kill me. Be careful dude!"

After his dance with the random girl, Zayden caught the sight of Kai with Myrra. He smirked a bit, then moved to a cute blonde (Brooklyn) he'd seen around the Gryffindor common rooms more than a few times. He wasn't sure what her name was, but he intended to find out.

"Hey, my name is Zayden.. I'm a seventh year Gryffindor. I am pretty sure that I've seen you around before.. Would you like to dance with me?" He asked, plastering his most charming smile on his face. He had a few girls in mind to dance with before the night was through, like that girl he'd heard about that was a Gryffindor transfer, but this girl was also one of them, "Also, if it isn't too forward, I'd like to add that you look exceptionally beautiful. Whoever your date was made a huge mistake leaving you alone for even a second." Zayden chuckled, winking at her. He waited for her response, holding out his hand to her in case she chose to accept his offer.

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Myrra was completely surprised when Kai approached her. He looked really good, even better since McKenna wasn't latched onto his arm. Why was that? She figured they would have been together, dancing till their hearts content. Yet here he was, looking straight at her and for a moment, she didn't feel like she was a wall arrangement.

She was equally shocked Kai removed her empty drink from her hands, tilting her head a bit at him. What was he doing? She finally caught on as he held his hand out to her. Immediately her heart skipped a beat, and she chuckled silently to herself. Was this a prank? Why would he be asking her to dance? Up until recently she was more of a dictionary instead of a girl..

"Myrra Blake, can I have this dance?"

She couldn't help but blush a bit, then she smiled at the formality. It was very chivalrous, and quite charming, "Kai Bolton, I suppose one dance wouldn't hurt anyone, so long as your very angry girlfriend doesn't hex me." She grinned, placing her hand in his, following him towards the dance floor. She let him lead her towards it, hoping that McKenna wouldn't interrupt this time. She wanted one thing to herself, even if it was just one harmless dance with Kai.

"Come on, it's a great song."

She let her arms wrap around his neck, listening to the song and nodding her head in agreement after she gave the song a chance. She'd never heard it before, but now it was her favorite. She noticed his hands were on her waist, and they were closer than they'd ever been. She was glad he chose to be a gentleman, because she probably would have died of embarrassment had he chose to place his hands lower. She was going to burn this moment in her mind, because she doubted she'd ever have another like it. She wasn't sure why he chose to dance with her, but she was definitely glad that he did. This was the highlight of her night, and definitely the reason she'd gotten dolled up. Typically she wore only lipgloss, but she went all out as far as makeup was concerned.

"I know you. You and your sister dressed the same. But Myrra... Well... "

"Kai Bolton clams up? That's a first.." She teased, her brown eyes shining as she gazed into his eyes. She was so happy to be dancing with him that it was almost like a dream. She kind of wished she'd confessed to Kai a long time ago, she just wasn't even aware of how she felt back then. Hell, she still wasn't fully aware, but she was beginning to realize she liked him a lot more than as just a 'friend'.

"You look nice,"

"You look really handsome. If I was Kenna I wouldn't have let you run off on your own looking like that." She giggled, breaking eye contact. She wasn't blushing, but speaking so honestly was kind of embarrassing. She wasn't sure if she was allowed to say things like that, or how he'd respond o it. She was too nervous to catch on that there was something else that Kai wanted to say.

"Who'd you come with?"

"Richard Drake, but he ran off right after we took pictures. We went on a date once, but decided that we wouldn't work out. He's more competitive than I am. Anyway, we agreed to come as friends so we could take a good picture for our families, because neither of us had dates." She admitted, unaware of why she had told him the truth. In all honesty she wanted to lie and say she'd found someone, but with his hands still on her waist, she deltas though she'd drank a truth serum. She hated feeling this way for Kai, he had a girlfriend.. That was why she never allowed herself to admit her feelings out loud. She wasn't allowed to.

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Gryffindor || Pure Blood || Seventh Year || Dialogue Color Code: #9BC4E2

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Brooklyn had just finished a dance with one of the Hufflepuff chasers when a boy who introduced himself as Zayden asked her to dance. She turned to him, giving him her attention and a smile as she nodded. She was distracted from the other day, shaking slightly from the experience still, though none of the others who had danced with her had noticed that. She had heard of Zayden once of twice. He was a womanizer.

When he told her she was beautiful, Brooklyn could do nothing but duck her head with her shyness. "Thank you, but... I don't really have a date," Brooklyn admitted slightly embarrassed. She knew Zayden from watching the quidditch matches. She even wanted to be on the quidditch team, but she wasn't sure she could or should do that. She wasn't sure if he was being honest and was just ignorant about how and who she associated with, or that he was being one of those guys. She knew he was friends with Kai, and Kai was sweet, so he couldn't be too bad.

She placed her hand lightly in his, letting him lead her before placing her hands on his shoulders, praying a really slow song would't grace them with it's prescence. It wasn't that Zayden wasn't good looking, he was hot. But how could she possibly want to be with someone she didn't know and who probably wouldn't want to deal with her quietness? She hoped he wouldn't just dismiss her like most people did. She liked to pretend that it didn't bother her, but it did.

She smiled up at Zayden, a little shy but not having a hard time giving a small smile to anyone. Her hair tickled her bare shoulders and she felt the occasional wisps of her earrings touching her neck. She realized suddenly how close she was to Zayden and felt her cheeks flush though thanks to her pale face and the way she was, all she received was a slightly pink flush that gave her features more color.

Her thoughts briefly thought of whether or not Zayden could dance. Like dance dance. Like she could. She pushed the thoughts away, he probably wouldn't even want to dance dance at Yule ball. He seemed athletic enough... Outside of Yule ball? For fun? Partner dancing? She didn't think Quentin could do such a thing. Not because he couldn't learn, but because it required a certain grace that without, looked stupid. She pushed the thoughts away. She could dream all she wanted for a dance partner, but knew one wouldn't come along any day. She didn't even realize when she sighed that she had done so, instead trying to pass it off as her taking a deep breath so as not to offend Zayden, she hated that more than wishful thinking that wouldn't happen. Offending people that is.