Ella had slipped into the common room and to her dorm slowly but surely, noting the decorations on her way by but not yet ready to celebrate. She'd wanted to change and compose herself a bit first, figure out how she felt about everything. She still felt weird about the win, and about not playing Quidditch anymore, but she really couldn't not go to the party. She needed to stop avoiding things because she'd regret it later, y'know? And so when she'd gotten dressed and fixed her hair, the eighteen year old returned to the celebration.

Farewell and Goodluck.

Ouch. Her face fell a little at that but again, she needed to stay. And so she looked around and gave those in the room a faint smile. "Hey guys." Then she very quickly headed for the corner of the room and seated herself there. She might not be able to leave but she could make herself inconspicuous. Just saying.