A large banner hangs that reads "You think you have what it takes?" hangs over the Fashion Booth. Out of all, this booth is hard to miss, alongside the table, which is stacked with pamphlets and autographs (you know that you want one) is a large PINK runway that sparkles. Yes, the runway sparkles.

Beside the booth, you will see Evolette McKenna, Hogwarts alumna and famous fashion model, and her photographer, a tall man with a very serious and critical look on his face. Isaac Colton (mostly known as Colt to the fashion industry) is a man of many words-most of them not very pleasant. He is known for being blunt, telling the truth above all else even if it hurts. His compliments are usually rare...except when it comes to Evolette, of course.

Those souls brave enough to try a walk down the runway, and show off their skills, or lack of, should jump right up, and give it a shot. At the end, you will receive a complimentary picture, and critique. If you feel that you may have a future in modeling (and have not been scared off by Evolette) feel free to fill out one of the applications, and ask questions. You never know, maybe someday you will be famous too.

THE BOOTH!

Gold was definitely not looking for a career in the Fashion Industry. She could get into pretty much any Pre-Healer Programme she would like to, and she knew quite, quite well, where her heart lay - in healing, and in curse-breaking. But fashion is fashion, and you can not ignore a booth devoted to it. Which was exactly, exactly why she was here, right now.

"How come I didn't see this booth earlier?" She asked Brody, as she twirled a strand of blue hair around a finger. She was starting to get bored of her blue bangs. They stood out, given that the rest of her hair was mega-red, but she wanted a change, now. Maybe purple?

"Probably because Evee was late." Brody giggled as she linked her arm through her best friends. She KNEW that they had to come to this booth, because they were both mega fashionable so it was a must no? And she was pretty sure Evolette would kill her if she wasn't interested in Fashion. Brody fingered her short hair. Hmm. She missed her long hair now, but....no it was okay. "You gonna have a go on the runway?" The blonde asked, pointing at it. She knew it would expected of her to have a go.... typical really. But she knew she was good at it.

Pulling on Goldy a little, she pulled her closer to the booth, and then promptly smiled at her cousin. "Hey." So. She hadn't seen her for a while. Probably didn't want to.

"Oh, so I finally get to meet your cousin," Gold laughed. She knew the face, of course, but not much else. Except for what Brody had told her. Evolette had, apparently, been Head Girl in her time at Hogwarts. That could not be too long ago. Not more than several years, at the most.

Her attention was taken, away from the thoughts of Evolette McKenna, and back to the reason they were here - fashion!fashion, not much else - when Brody spoke again. Gold gave her bestie's hand a light squeeze. "Wouldn't hurt to try," she laughed. Catwalk was always a piece of cake. Not that Gold had the least intentions to pursue it, as part of her career. Her passion was to heal. Curse-breaking was a close second, of course.

Mmm, career!thoughts.

OK, this was kind of cool. And... Evolette? Maddie hadn't known she was a witch. At least she knew Evolette - she'd been a model on at least three of the same photoshoots as her mother. Maddie went over
'Evolette, hello!' she said excitedly 'Oooh, a runway? Is that for us?'

o.O

Fashion booth? Was he dreaming or something?

This was really one of the booth he'd been searching for! He should have discovered it earlier. Cedric tramped toward the booth which was already flocked by some students he recognized. Gold, in particular. He smiled at the red-haired prefect then cocked his head to the tall man who was standing still beside Mckenna the Drama Queen. He presumed that the man was a fashion photographer. Honestly, becoming a fashion photographer was one of his ambitions in life. Though it hard to be immediately recognize in the fashion industry, he knew that in perfect time and with pure hardwork and courage, he'd be a famous, noted fashion photographer and yet, a prolific pioneer in the field of horticulture.

"Hey Evolette Mckenna," he said to the former head girl, smiling broadly. And perhaps, the girl... or now a woman, could offer him a pamphlet?

"Well, well, well." Evolette crossed her arms, and sent a look at her cousin, and her cousin's friend, a smirk on her lips. "Good to see you, Brody." She tilted her head towards the other girl, offered a smile and nodded at the runway, "What'dya say, want to give it a shot?"

Being half McKenna, Brody was sure to be the best walk anyway.

To be honest, it had taken Evolette a while to get used to people who she didn't know knowing her, but now, it was quite rewarding. She'd always been popular, so it was quite fun.

"Hello there." She offered a pamphlet to the girl, "If you think you can handle it, you can give it a go."

ANNNNNND. Smirk.

A boy. Hmmm. A BOY. Hehe. She tilted her head at the boy, regarding him with a smile, "Nice to see we won't only have girls." She said, handing over a pamphlet. She leaned against the booth, and flipped her hair off of her shoulder, "You want to be a model?"

Maddie smiled and took the pamphlet. Runway? Maybe she should have a go... it did sound fun, and she had experience modelling anyway. Perhaps she should wait until someone else did it first, though.
'Thanks' she said, flicking through the information on the sheet.

Isaac Colton crossed his arms over his chest as he cocked his head to the side, examining the new arrivals for potential.

His dark eyes made quick work of criticizing each one and automatically visualizing the best angle from which to capture their 'good' sides. After all this was what he did best. Photography was his vision, and he was a great believer in not waiting for the perfect shot to come to you but of going out and finding it.

Sure he could be bossy at times, and maybe a tad to critical, although he did have a soft spot for a certain model who was so adaptive that almost every shot he'd ever taken had come out perfect. She, Evolette, was the recipient of many a compliment from him even though it must be known that the action itself was rare. But that's what was needed in the fashion industry. Thats why Colt, the name he'd become famous with, was good at his job. With his direction and vision, he could elevate someone from being merely a woman posing for a camera to the foundation of true art...to a model.

Which is exactly what he was doing here today. He was prepared to find potential. To inspire. To make art.

Moving with the quick motions of someone who knew what he was doing, he prepared the runway with the right lighting and arranged a few strategic props. Turning back to the new arrivals and Evolette, Colt attempted to arrange his features in the semblance of a smile even as his fingers molded around his camera.

"So Evolette, who is our first taker?"

Oh, why not
'I'll do it' she said to the photographer.

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Oh, why not
'I'll do it' she said to the photographer.

Hearing a young voice pipe up, Colt turned his gaze toward the girl. Hmmm.

His mind whirled with different possibilities and finally came up with the perfect pose. One that if the girl was lucky and was able to pull it off, it might just result in her big break.

"You just might be what one of our ad campaigns is looking for at the moment." Scrutinizing her, he walked around her a few times and looked her up and down.

"Come this way."

Long quick strides took him to the prop area behind the runway where a few seconds of rummaging finally rewarded him with what he needed. A salt can and an umbrella.

Handing her the items, Colt stared at her a little bit more as the wheels in his head turned. Moving around the runway, he changed the hues of the lights and effects to give a stormy feel and even added a small disco ball made especially to reflect upon the runway many tiny twinkles as if the light were catching on a light drizzling rain.

Once again in front of the girl, he realized that he didn't even know what to call the young girl.
"What is your name child?"

Maddie smiled and took the props he gave her.
'Madeline Amelie Force' she said, smiling still 'My mother's a model - or she used to be, anyway' she grinned and took her place on the runway, underneath the disco ball

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Maddie smiled and took the props he gave her.
'Madeline Amelie Force' she said, smiling still 'My mother's a model - or she used to be, anyway' she grinned and took her place on the runway, underneath the disco ball

"Force you say..." Vaguely at the back of his mind he recalled a woman, but he couldn't be sure. Forgetting about the then and concentrating on the now. That is what he had to do.

Nodding approvingly as she took her place at the start of the runway he sprinted to the front and took to knee to find the right angle.

"Now Madeline, I want you to shoulder the umbrella, holding the handle with your right hand as you tilt your head away from me. Place the salt can under your elbow as if it were your favorite purse, alright? And as you walk forward, remember to keep your legs as straight as can be."

Already he a flurry of motion, as he kneeled here and zoomed. Climbed a little step ladder for a birds eye view angle.

"No no, tilt your head not completely away but as if someone is passing you. Someone you remember from a long time ago, someone you very much like so you give them a wistful smile."

Standing at the tip of runway now, he turned his camera sideways and shouted out another reminder."That's it wistful smile."

"For this shot, I want you to walk heel to toe. So that when you take a step forward I want to see your left foot flat on the ground and your right heel infront of you, in preparation for a step in the rain."

OK, she could do that. Doing exactly as he said, she began to walk heel-to-toe down the runway, still carrying the (slightly heavy) umbrella over her shoulder. She smiled as she walked, and turned to look at him once she reached the end
'Was that alright?' she asked

Selena walked up to the booth. Ooh. Photography!! Selena's eyes widened. She loved photography. And no way! Wasn't that a model!!?? And her photographer?! Squeal! Selena walked up to the booth, she was going to be dazzled right? Then she read it. Fashion industry... Selena sighed. Oh. That's why.

Selena picked up a pamphlet. If she didn't like it, she could leave. She looked up and saw Maddie posing for the camera. Maddie was beautiful, it was no surprise. She could definitely land a job as a model.

"You might regret meeting her..." Brody commented with a little giggle. Evolette was like she was...just worse, but Brody was grateful for her cousin though, because she had practically learnt everything she knew from the girl.
"I'm gonna have a go." She grinned, referring to the runway. Well it was pretty much expected of her really, she had done a few modelling shoots so. And she pretty much owned the stage, so she knew she'd be awesome. "You'll be good at it." She commented loosely as she let go of Gold's hand, and fished out a mirror from her bag. Yesh. She looked good, and she had to look good if she was going to have a photograph taken. It was just period; for a summers anyway.

"Good to see you too Evee...didn't think I was going to miss the chance did you?" The blonde smirked at her cousin. Because everyone knew they liked being the center of attention. "Of course I'm giving it a shot." She flipped her short hair, and grinned. She was totally going to be awesome at the run way. "Hows the modelling going?" Good obviously, but it was nice to ask because she hadn't seen her in ages.

"Seems like something you'd like to try?" Evolette asked, calling to the girl from her perch ontop of the booth, legs crossed, and hair perfect (as usual) She gestured towards the runway with her chin, "C'Mon. Dazzle me."

Or you know, try.

Evolette waved a hand at the blonde cousin of hers, "You didn't even know that I was coming." She replied, as yet another smirk graced her lips. "Don't pretend like you did, little cousin."

"Fabulous." She added, "I'm was just in the Daily Prophet recently, and those silly Muggles are practically falling all over each other to sign me." As it should be, as it should be.

Tucking her bangs back from her eyes, she turned to look at the other girl, "And what about you? What is your name?" Why she had not yet introduced herself was beyond her understanding. Maybe she was in awe. Heh.

Selena looked up and blushed. "I'm not that pretty, it wouldn't do any good for me to be up there..." Selena said. She refused to meet the model's eyes. All she would see was probably coldness or something or maybe the model was just joking around... mocking her... She would never be like all those other girls: fabulous, confident and absolutely beautiful.

Eyebrow arched, Evolette swerved, turning around so that she could see the girl properly, "Was is your name?" Asked the woman, blue eyes still on the girl's face, she had not missed that she would not make eye contact with her.

Selena took a deep breath. She looked up, her violet eyes meeting the older woman's [though not much older] blue ones. "My name is Selena, Selena Vivianne Zabini-Riddle," Selena said. The model looked at her a bit critically... Gosh. She knew she wasn't the prettiest girl in the world. She didn't have what it took to be a model...

"I will tell you a secret Selena." She started, tossing a glance over both shoulders, mostly for the secretive air, "Beauty isn't everything." It was true, and even Evolette McKenna knew it. "Confidence is what you need. Confidence in yourself, in your abilities."

She shrugged, "That's what'll get you far. No matter what you choose to do." She made a grand gesture at the runway, "And the best way to gain confidence?" She asked, not waiting for an answer, "Is practice."

Selena gulped. Eh. That... runway...? But... it was more meant for someone else, someone more worthy of it. Selena nodded and took in a deep breath. "Okay... what do I do?" Selena asked. She bit her lower lip. It wasn't glossed or anything like most girls'. her chocolate brown waves weren't carefully styled like everyone else's. And everything she wore was grabbed randomly and made sure the colours matched before walking out of the dorms. But she was definitely not model material.

However... the model girl seemed to be quite confident. She was beautiful though, it was no problem for her...

Sadly, Legend had to admit that the job fair was a total bust. There was only the boring and predictable jobs. Nothing exciting like Leader of the World, Extreme Money Maker, or Dragon Trainer. Not that he would go and train dragons. Of course not. They would eat him.

Making his way past a booth he notice something. It actually....looked cool? Sure it had pink but....still that wasn't too much of a negative. Pushing his way past some people he picked up a pamphlet and realized that the booth was about....fashion?

Fashion was...sorta cool. He more style than most people here at Hogwarts who actually listened to the dress code.

Legend's green eyes gazed around for someone to question, almost immediately his mouth dropped. HE KNEW THAT GIRL! Her name wass...was....SOMETHING! McKenna!! She was a model now? So she was rich? COOL! "Hey!" Legend called out as he walked over to her. "I...don't know if you remember me, but I remember you! How'd you become a model?"

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OK, she could do that. Doing exactly as he said, she began to walk heel-to-toe down the runway, still carrying the (slightly heavy) umbrella over her shoulder. She smiled as she walked, and turned to look at him once she reached the end
'Was that alright?' she asked

"Yes, that was fine." And it was. It wasn't excellent...but that-Excellence was left for professionals. So yes, she'd done fine.

"Give me a second to develop the photograph I think is best. In the meantime, feel free to fill out one of our applications."

Not waiting for any answer whatsoever, Colt put away the props and made his way to the small separate black tent that served as his portable dark room. Choosing the three he thought looked best, he made quick work of developing them and placing them in a black portfolio with the NMA logo on the front.

Striding purposefully to the girl he handed it to her. "Here you are, Madeline. Your complimentary photographs." Giving her a hard look, he continued. " You paid attention well, and did not give attitude. That in itself is a very well liked attribute in a model." Thinking about it, he decided that her cooperation probably had to do with her age. Most of the 15+ age group were total pains that usually did not understand that as a photographer he directed the shoot, not catered to their every whim. It was a rare individual, like Evolette, who understood the art of it.

" Starting out young is a privilege. One that is a responsibility and I will be honest, a lot of work. As of this moment, you are good. You are not great. But you have potential. A potential that if you nurture can grow into something great."

Looking down at her, Colt even managed to give her a small private encouraging smile. " If you do decide this is for you, you might think about sending the photographs I just took of you to the Morton Company. I took the liberty of writing their information on the back. They are always looking for girls for their advertising campaign, and maybe in the future once you've had more experience you can consider meeting with us again. I assure you, we look forward to it. If you have any questions, Evolette knows all there is to know about the business. "

Gesturing toward the booth, he himself turned towards the small group.
Through all this, Colt had been listening carefully to the going ons and was satisfied to find that another student was ready for the runway.

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Selena gulped. Eh. That... runway...? But... it was more meant for someone else, someone more worthy of it. Selena nodded and took in a deep breath. "Okay... what do I do?" Selena asked. She bit her lower lip. It wasn't glossed or anything like most girls'. her chocolate brown waves weren't carefully styled like everyone else's. And everything she wore was grabbed randomly and made sure the colours matched before walking out of the dorms. But she was definitely not model material.

However... the model girl seemed to be quite confident. She was beautiful though, it was no problem for her...

"What you do, my dear, is follow me to the props."

Giving her a few once overs, he realized the changes he had to make to the lighting, and possibly the addition of color but was glad to find that the raw material was something he could work with. This girl was not a hopeless case.

Going through the props, he decided that pleasantries were important.

"What is your name?"

Selena looked at te photographer. Selena would much rather be that guy. She gave him a bit of a shy smile. She really wasn't good at this thing... Biting down on her lower lip before stopping she opened her mouth to speak. "I'm Selena, Selena Vivianne Zabini-Riddle," Selena said, "and who are you sir?" Selena asked. She stood there nervously. She really had no idea what exactly she was doing there in the first place. She decided to make idle conversation. "So... do you like your job? Photographing models?" Selena asked a bit awkwardly. IT was okay right? That was why they were there? To answer questions...?