Austin walked into the ballroom feeling a little awkward and nervous. He had never been to a dance, and wasn't sure what to expect. He had opted out of the typical dress robes, for a more traditional muggle attire. Since he didn't have the help of his father, he had to ask some of the older guys on what to wear. It wasn't anything like how girls gossip about dresses. No, nothing like that. But it was nice that they were willing to help. He had tried on one of their tuxedo's and, although it was a little big, it felt comfortable. So he had owled his dad that he needed a tuxedo, and oddly enough the old man came through for him. This was his first time trying it on since the tailor in Hogsmede had taken it in, and he hoped it fit right.

He sat down at a table with only one or two people at it, and anxiously awaited his date. Austin had asked Ophelia a few weeks ago, and he did try to make it seem special, but it ended up being an another awkward encounter. He kept stumbling over his words, and he was sure tomato's looked pale in comparison to his face. But in the end she did say yes, and he was glad. Even though they were in the same house, they had opted to meet each other at the dance. Which was fine. If they had walked in together, she would have seen him almost trip down the big staircase. Thankfully there were only one or two others who had seen him.