 Dalliesa | Ab-Bot | Hogwarts Trojan War |
Late late late, he was late. Vic was never late, but this time he allowed his sister to fuss over his suit before he went out the door. He should've gone out the back door or simply disapparated while he was in his room. No use thinking about it now, though, he was finally here and walking into the Hall with an easy grin on his face. This was fancy, fancier than last year, but again, it was not a black-tie last year. Spotting a few familiar faces, Vic nodded and smiled and waved but didn't stop to officially greet anyone, mainly because he was late and everyone seemed to be absorbed in their conversations already.
Instead, he walked on looking for one particular person he was willing to interrupt, and was eager to talk to. |