It had taken her quite sometime to finally get her hair, make-up and any other frivolous thing girls normally do to get ready for balls. Although she had been to so many back in her childhood, Cosette wanted to look absolutely divine for the evening. Smoothing her many ringed fingers down the length of her brilliantly emerald green bodice, she smiled up at Noel, moving her arm around his as they walked over towards the Champions table. With her golden blond hair in wavy plates around her shoulders, it complimented against the green of the renaissance gown she had tailored, along with the pearl and gold necklace insignia of a large "C" laying upon her chest.

"I am zo ezited. Now we can put zoze danze lezzons to ze tezt, oui?" She impishly grinned at Noel before looking around at the rest of the paitrons of the table. She hadn't really associated herself with any of the Durmstrang champions or many of the actual students of Hogwarts. Woops. She might have to work on that maybe next term. The tournament had been a little distracting. She squeezed Noel's arm, loving the fact that he had dressed up as a King from a Sleeping Beauty and she was Queen Anne Boleyn. "Would you like zome ale, my King?" She couldn't help but get into character. It was something she had been looking forward to. Her smile never faded, seeing as she was with one of the most handsome guys in the whole castle. And the few glares she got from passing girls.

Seeing Fletcher down the table, she gave him a little wave and a smile. She hadn't forgotten her good friend who had won the tournament. He must have been busy with all girls flocking to his side. "We muzt danze ze Waltz, mon cher. Show zese common folk how it iz done!" Chuckling, she gave him a wink.