Food Tables
 

Bowls piled high with mouth-watering puddings and elaborate salads. Platters of chicken legs and steaming potatoes. And every kind of pie imaginable. Fill your plate, grab some butterbeer, and head to the seating area.

This must happen every time there is a ball, Sammy resorts to the food. But the food is so yummy! But also this year she didn't have anyone there with her, bah, who needs Jay when you have HOGWARTS FOOD! and you're dressed a freaking Tiger Lily she thought positively starting to observe all the food. aga doo doo doo push pineapple shake the tree, aga doo doo doo push pineapple grind coffee. To the left to the right ... something something something she hummed along to the tune that was stuck in her head.

Sammy is a very normal child ... I swears.

She only noticed the other person looking at the food long enough to give her a quick smile and go back to her food observing. Piling something every now and again onto her plate ... then she found ... PASTA! and piled a lot of it onto her plate ... did I mention Sammy is a perfectly normal child

Did Dillon Greenwood love Halloween? He sure did. He swaggered into the ball wearing his Power Ranger costume. He was small so he could only pick from the kid's section, but he didn't care. He liked his costume. He looked good in yellow.

He looked around trying to find Selena since they were supposed to be wearing matching costumes, and he knew she hated wearing pink. He wanted to make sure she was actually going to ear her costume.

Not seeing his tiny girlfriend his eyes fell on the food table and he made his way over. Waving at his friends, though they couldn't see his face because he had his mask on.

Selena wanted candy. Because seriously, this was like Halloween all over again and no Halloween was complete without candy, sugar, or chocolate. Even though she was all pink. She felt like a pink balloon. Blech. Then again, better than the pink dress her mum sent to be sleeping beauty.

First place first, foooooood. 'Go go power ranger~' she thought to herself, smirking behind the helmet-mask thingy. She should get one of those awesome bikes that the power rangers had, they looked cool. Yuuup. Now where was Diggy? Selena looked around for a yellow power ranger because go matching costumes, right? Of course.

Seeing Diggy at the food table she grinned. "Heyyy Yellow Ranger," Selena said with a smile, though it was kinda hard to see that with the mask and all.

He turned around at the sound of her voice. "Hey Pink Ranger," he was all grins behind his mask as he looked at her. He rather thought she should ear more pink, but he wasn't going to tell her that. He knew she hated pink but she had worn the costume for her. He gathered her up in a hug. "Thank you for wearing this," he whispered in her ear before letting her go.

He picked up a plate, "Do you want something?" he asked. He was going to fix her plate first if she wanted something to nibble on.

Selena hugged him back smiling though kinda hating him for the pinkness and all. Pink was not her color. She should've gone as a green one. Because who didn't like green? "No problem, next time you're wearing pink though," she said, smirking behind her mask, though he obviously couldn't see that. hehehe. She was just joking... but still.

Looking at the options that were spread out on the table she shrugged. Decisions, decisions. Why were they so hard to make? "Uhm... pie?" she said with a slight giggle, because pie was good.

He pulled a face behind his mask, glad that Selena couldn't see it. "I think I would look good in pink," he bluffed. Though he was sure she would hold him to that, but he would wear pink for her if she asked him too. He leaned over, "You look beautiful." he told her. Just in case she thought she didn't And every girl liked to hear that right? Well that's what his mom is always saying.

They walked down the buffet table a bit toward the pies. They did look quite mouth-watering. "Which one?" He was eying the pumpkin pie something fierce. He was going to get a few pieces of that. He was sure.

Selena giggled as she thought about Diggy in pink. Nope. Sadly, not a good image. "Alright, say what you want, but don't wear pink, please," she said quite seriously. It would scar her for life, that or she'd burst out laughing. Whichever came first. Hopefully neither. Blushing behind the mask she smiled. "Thanks, you look quite dashing yourself," she said.

Staring at the pies she tried to decide. Uhmm.... hmmm... choices. "Chicken pot pie?" she offered. Because it was a meal baked inside a pie crust!! That was like... awesome. "And in honor of this Halloween related ball, pumpkin pie!" she added with a grin. Because pumpkin pie was a must.

He nodded, "Ok no pink for me. But you look good in it." he told her. He wanted to sigh in relief that she wouldn't make him wear pink, but he was still sure he would look in it if she asked him to wear it. "Well you know me. I make anything look good." he joked.

He scooped out a portion of the chicken pot pie. Though he was not eating food he wanted sweets and candy. It was Halloween after all. Not dinner time. He nodded and moved down to the silky looking pumpkin pie. He cut out a large piece and grabbed two forks. "Where do you want to sit?" he looked around at some of the empty tables. And he was keen to get Selena out on the dance floor.

Selena wrinkled her nose, in pink? Selena. What had the world come to? Still, "Thanks," she said with a smile. She still liked green more. Because it was a Slytherin color, plus it was just really pretty. Laughing she smiled, "Of course you do Mister Greenwood." Then again, he kinda did... except pink.

She looked around at the tables to decide. "How about over there?" she asked, pointing her pink-polished finger at a bunch of tables (Seating Area 1). Most people were already dancing, pffft. Food tasted good. Yup, yummy.

Nia peeped into the hall, her hands lightly fidding with the fabric of her pale skirt. He'd said he'd meet her here, at the ball. She looked briefly round, before stepping into the hall to get a better look, checking her silver bracelet watch quickly.

Admittedly, in trying to affix her wings, she was a couple of minutes late. At least they were straight now though. Well, if they had stayed they whilst she had headed down from the seventh floor. It was hard to do wandwork over one's shoulder, especially when trying to hold feathery wings exactly in place. And, Nia wanted straight wings. Symmetry was good.

That was why it was odd she couldn't see him. Because in theory, he should already be here, and she definitely hadn't gone past him outside in the entrance hall. Surely he would have called her back if she had. Of course, it didn't help she hadn't a foggiest idea what he was planning to wear. And there seemed to be a whole mixture of outfits in here. It seemed literally anything went. She couldn't even start to guess what he might have chosen, either. If he'd dressed up at all. Hmm.

Biting her lip, Nia started to step lightly round the edge of the dance floor, her cream ballet style pumps noiseless on the floor. And then she saw a dark figure, leant on the wall. Something intuitively said it was him. But, the long hair? And the mask? It threw her. It was almost...shifty.

She rubbed her arm nervously, before offering a smile. "Waiting for someone?" she asked softly. If she had asked the wrong person, she at least wouldn't look too much of an idiot. Just friendly, with any luck.

For anyone. :]
 

Food. More importantly, butterbeer. Because this was a ball, and in balls boys were supposed ask girls to dance. Which stressed Evan out, and he needed something liquid. Grabbing himself a huge cup of butterbeer and a chocolate pie, he didn't even need to return to his table, he started eating there.

Because, obviously, he didn't want to eat something around a girl.

Lavi followed Kita through the Great Hall. It amused him a bit how she walked around the dance floor with a huge bow and they approached the table. Lavi stood next to Kita as she looked at the food with a smile on her face, it made him smile too. This girl was cool, he was actually calm..well calmer than other times. He looked at the students that had gathered around for the food , when something...or someone.. caught his attention. A cow? Lavi rubbed his eyes again, not because the contact lenses were irritating again but..a cow?! O___o

Thinking he was getting delusional from the lack of food in his system, Lavi shook his head and turned back at the table. "I can't choose either!" he whined and pouted his lips. "It all looks delicious~!" He bend to grab a piece of chocolate cake and took a bite. "Wow this is yummie!" he squealed as he took another bite. Lavi grabbed another piece of cake and offered it to Kita. "Here try!" he said with a huuuuuge smile on his face, his eyes shining and waving the cake in front of her.

His eyes then noticed a boy grabbing himself some butterbeer. He looked so familiar but because his lenses were so irritating, it was difficult to really see him. Lavi stepped a bit closer and then lit up as he noticed that it was one of his friends. "KYAAAAA~! EVAAAAAN!" he shouted from across the table and waved happily at him. Wow long time no see!

Nia couldn't help but take another glance around the room, in case the dark stranger wasn't him. A cow had now appeared at the food table, and she gave it a second glance. Who exactly would want to wear that sort of get up, she'd probably never know. At least, she wouldn't have revealed herself if she'd have been forced (and yes, it would been forced - she wouldn't ever wear it willingly) to wear that. But then again, Nia wasn't a big person for dressing up.

Her gaze fell back on the masked man as she stepped closer. She might have even recognised a movement at the corner of his lips. Was it him? No. Yes. No. She questioned her judgement, a moment of doubt flickering across her face. The face looked the right shape. But the hair. It was so long. Long, long. As in, not naturally grown. Would he have done that?

An answer punctuated her thoughts. Possibly? Oh, that was helpful! Surely she was obvious enough for him to know? So that meant she was wrong then? Right. Time to look again...

Except, now she was closer, she could see the eyes behind the mask. She ran a hand through her hair, tucking some of her fringe behind her ear. "Me too," she replied, a curiosity crossing her mind. "Quite possibly a yang to my yin, so to speak..."

Kita smiled, kind of happy that she had no lunch. After all, if dinner was this good, who needed lunch? She was just glad no one can hear her thoughts but she looked around in case. That was when she noticed the... cow! A cow? she thought, wondering who was underneath the costume.

"Yeah, it does!" Kita said, "They all look too good to eat!" The house elves have seriously outdone themselves this year. Who knew perfect can get better? She looked at the chocolate cake that Lavi was reaching to and asked, "It is?" Well, chocolate cake. Why wouldn't it taste good? "Oh thanks," she said, as Lavi offered her the cake. She was just about to take it in an elegant manner when he started waving it around. "Lavi!" she said, knowing fully well that she probably sounded childish. She made another grab for the cake.

Just as he was taking off his second bite from the pie, he heard a strangely familiar voice and turned to it, only to see a Japanese/Chinese/Korean--whoever he was, the blondie could never tell--boy waving at him like mad. Erm..? If he hadn't just told his name, he would have felt like a fool turning to it. But the boy did look familiar too... The Slytherin even lowered his butterbeer as he racked his brains...

"Lavi?" That was his name, right? Yes, yes, it was! Slowly, a grin spread over his face. "I haven't seen you in ages, man!" Literally speaking here. "Where have you been?" he questioned as he wade his way to him, pie and butterbeer in both of his hands. Yup, he was going to hug his friend with those. He didn't even see the girl with him, he was that excited to see the boy.

Allright, there'd better be some edible food here or Maya was going to have to eat her head-piece. And she didn't want to do that. Although the apples atop her head looked rather delicious. Hmmm.

Approaching the table, and trying to avoid all the kiddies with their costumes and weirdness, the Mexicana scanned the food items and went for the chicken. Her arm seemed to emit different sounds as her various bracelets (very ornate bracelets) collided with bowls and whatnot.

Sniff.

Was that... Did it smell like... Could it BE!?
Her eyes darted towards a large plate which seemed to have a buttload of thin pancake-like things on them. And, in reality, they were tortillas. Her lower lip actually started to tremble a bit, because this sight she had not seen for MONTHS. Months she tells you!

Almost elbowing past a couple of students, she realised the only thing standing between her and the delicious mexican awesomeness, was a cow. A cow.

Blink.

"If you value your milk, please step away from the table so I can get to my tortillas."


Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease.

Simon looked at the table there was loads of great foods on there, but did he want to eat them or was there something else that he wanted to do with them, well maybe it depends on who was around and if any of his friends turned up.

He'd noticed a few strange looks in his direction, but for once, Sage just ... well, he didn't CARE. Usually, funny looks sent his way would result in him blushing and stammering and yeah. It wasn't good.

Maybe he ought to dress in full cattle costume all the time.

He wasn't even fazed when the scary Care of Magical Creatures professor threatened his udders. Sure, he wasn't a MAGICAL creature.. but he was still a CREATURE.

Shouldn't she respect the cow!?

Huh. With a shrug and a "MooOOooOOOooooo," Sage took a step back to allow her to her precious tortillas.

Lavi chuckled as the girl made a grab for the cake and said his name as a 5 year old would say to her brother when he's annoying. He apologized with a smirk on his face and gave the cake to her with a smile on his face that reached his eyes as they went in to slits. "enjoy~!" Lavi said in a sing song voice as he happily nommed on his own piece of cake. Ah nom nom nom~


He felt a bit weird when the Evan looked at him first as if he was a stranger. But then grinned too as he noticed Evan making his way through the room. "I've been everywhere and no where..where have you been?!" he asked as he was pulled in to a hug. Lavi broke free first as he pointed at the pie. "That pie is delicious! And this suit is expensive!" he chuckled and then turned half way to look at Kita. Oh right introductions! "Evan..do you know Kita?" he asked as he nodded towards the girl in the blue dress. "Well, if not, Evan this is Kita" Lavi waved his hand from Evan to Kita "And Kita this is Evan" he made the same hand gestures as he pointed from Kita to Evan now and then grabbed some more cake for him to chew on.

Okay okay, she might've been a bit harsh on the cow-person, but gosh...she really needed some tortillas. A year without them was making her kind of mean.

Taking a deep breath, Maya smiled a little and sort of stared when he or she mooededed. "Thankyou." Polite, yes? But she turned her attention back to the precious tortillas and grabbed at them like a savage. There, safe on her plate. SAFE!

Totally calmer now.
"Are you...enjoying the ball?" Yes yes, it was good to socialise with the students a little. Let them know the staff was there... to make sure they didn't do anything odd. Hehe.

Nia gave a small nod, laying her hands over the skirt of her dress and smoothing it out. She raised an eyebrow. "I'm not sure he is," she said slowly, almost carefully as watched his hands find their way to his pockets. It was...confusing. "Indeed, I believe I was the one running overtime. My wings didn't want me to fly."

Talking of wings...she watched his gaze move to them, and moved slightly so he could see better. Feathery pretty wings. She'd gone for a simple outfit, but a flattering one. Or, at least she hoped so. It seemed to fit in about right with the others in the room, anyway. She wanted him to be glad he was at the ball with her. Not embarassed.

"A girl," Nia repeated, "Pretty, and an angel?" She swallowed slowly, pretending to look thoughtfully around to find such a girl. She'd caught the hint though. She'd been called an angel only once before. After the second task. Oh, it was a subtle, clever hint that she'd never have got without confirmation of seeing the eyes too. He seemed to like riddling her. A smile threatened to flicker across her lips, but she managed to hold her expression. Her cheeks might have warmed slightly though.

This, this was fun in itself. "I'm not sure I can help," she said after a short while looking puzzled. "But...maybe you might have seen tall, dark, handsome man. Quite possibly enjoying time out of the spotlight." As in, the spotlight of being a Champion. Metaphorically, or literally.

Sage was sort of expecting her to get her food, hurry along and leave him be. Well, he was HOPING that. But when did his hopes ever come true!? Pretty much never. And apparently that wasn't about to change now.

He really wasn't in the mood for chatter though. That was the whole point of this costume. Being able to HIDE.

His fellow professor didn't seem to realise she was talking to a colleague though, so that was a bonus. He didn't want Hecate to find him.

Another glance at the staff table. EEK.

"Uhhh.." Sage squeaked, not wanting to talk and reveal his identity. It would be rude to turn around and run away though, wouldn't it? He should just ... stick to character. Right. "MooOOoOOoooOOOoo!!!" He.. well, moo'd again. Moo'd and nodded.

Translation: I'm having a good time? Hm.

Kita smiled as he gave her the cake. "Thank you," she said, smiling. She took hold of a tissue and held it underneath the cake whilst she took a bite. "Mmm... You're right," she said, "This is delicious!" Nothing like chocolate cake! Especially at a ball.

Kita turned round to see someone greeting Lavi and wished she could disappear. There was nothing more awkward than standing there whilst someone you don't know greets someone you were talking to. She was glad about the introduction, though, even if she was put in the spotlight a bit. "Hi Evan," she said, waving, "Nice to meet you." She smiled.

The first year looked around kind of nervously. As if she wasn't a shy person to begin with, she couldn't even begin to recognize half the people in the room. She walked aimlessly to the table and grabbed one of the small snacks offered.

Okay, yeah...no. This cow person was making Maya confused and wonder if she should just go and eat her food somewhere else. Because eat she would. Her tortillas were on her plate and the only way they would go was into her stomach. Word.

Well, atleast the moo was a bit more colorful this time.
"Yes, indeed." the Mexicana shoved a piece of chicken into her mouth, chewing it as she glanced at whoever was under that costume. "Well..." She should go, si? Obviously this person didn't want to speak to her in a human language. "Have a...good evening." Whoever you are.

And she turned towards the table again, hoping to get some of those beans she'd seen. And maybe some sallad. And more tortillas. Hmmm...

joey went over the the food table and got mini pizzas she gave the recipe to the house evels"Hello I'am Joey Starr".she took out her hand awesome a football player i was a football player last year.

"Hmm...maybe, but I think he'd be a bit more of a reptile if he dressed up as an animal," Nia said, looking back over to the where the person in the cow suit was having a conversation with the Care of Mag-... Or not, as she quickly turned on her heel with a plate of food. "I should think it does. Certainly one of the more unique choices of outfit." Though the banana costume, that had to come right up there too.

As she turned her head back, Nia caught sign that she had got the right guy. They said everyone had a 'tell' of sorts. A habit. Something you did in a certain situation. Not that she could see his ear, with that long hair. But the position, and lack of another reason meant he was most likely to be fiddling with an earring or stud. And subconsciously, she ended up mirroring the action, with her own earring. If she could have seen his, she would have noticed the similarity in style - as she was wearing a pair of silver studs set with a clear crystal.

She chuckled. "Not a lot," she answered, her lips turning upwards into a smile. "And they were being decidedly un-helpful. I mean, wonky wings would be useless practically. You'd just fly round in circles." At least they were sorted now. Shame they didn't allow her to fly though. That would have saved time down the stairs. They were cute though.

Warm now too. She blinked. He was referring to her blushes, right? Which meant he was on top form. The problem was, now she had realised that, she was threatening to break character. He had such an advantage wearing mask! Especially with her history of blushing. Around one particular person. At a ball.

She tried to focus on his next words, and in the process ignoring the flush of blood heading for her cheeks that may or may not show visibly. Hopefully with the low lighting it wouldn't. "Oh," she said, looking behind her, and taking the opportunity to look away and fix her facial expression. "I don't think I can. Maybe you could point her out?"

And then, her turn to play a bit more too. "Lots of young men, yes. But only one quite like him." She tilted her head, looking at him. "Respected. Clever. Sly. A leader, hidden in plain sight. Evidently well disguised."

Fang smiled, "Fang Xiao, Yeah I couldn't really think of anything else so I just kind of, threw this on."

Joey smiled,well you look awesome i look very good myself she smiled.You really can't tell its me with the mask.Nice to meet you fang she said with a smile.Well how do like the ball so far she smiled.

Fang nodded a little bit, "Is this your first end of term ball? I'm so nervous."

"No i went to one last year but it wasnt a costume ball" she smiled.well want to dance you seem like need a older person to hang with she smiled.I was really pertty last ball she smiled.

Fang smiled slightly and nodded, "I'm sure you looked amazing. But I'm a terrible dancer, really."

"i bet you havent gone with flow,well i dance with the music and make sure i'm not going to fall".oh lord its classical music i can't believe i have listen to this.

"What gave you that impression?" Nia exclaimed with a look somewhere between disbelief and mock horror. "Scaly, perhaps. Slithery, even. But certainly not slimy." And far from a slimeball. As for his taste in costume, well...of course she already knew that. Hehe. But she was pleasantly surprised in his choice. And how it complimented hers.

Realising she was mimicking him, Nia's eyes widened slightly, before she casually ruffled her hair and let her hand drop to her hip. "A more painful possibility," she noted with a wince. But honestly, flying and bruises? All came with the Nia's territory, really. Just ask some of her teammates from her younger days. "Maybe, it's why I've been...grounded...this year," she added softly. Some birds were just born to fly, afterall.

She looked at him, intrigued. She had barely had a chance to see the wand or movement to recognise it. And was soon faced with her own reflection. He was good. How was she to get out of this one? This thing (game? battle of wits?) they had going was fun. She couldn't concede just yet.

"I see me. And well, my costume," she started, honestly. "But whether that is your angel, how can I be certain?" She eyed him, a sentence of logic being woven together in her mind. "Since you're lurking to one side of the room, you could be wishing me to see the people on the dancefloor without being quite so obvious as turning round. In which case, I'd conclude you're holding the mirror at slightly the wrong angle, or wishing me to see the cow-person once more." Hehe.

She paused, before shaking her head. Her word was all truth. "I wouldn't say so. But I'd be interested to hear where you think I'm wrong. And why. Assuming you know who I have in mind?"

Fang smiled, "I like classical music, it's very soothing and sophisticated"

"Oh sorry i just like rock music" she smiled.I like when they play it at hogwarts.If you didnt know i'm british and Itilain.

The first year nodded a bit again, "Is that so? I'm Chinese." Her eyes couldn't help but wander to the Slytherin Prefect, a big smile gracing her face as she watched him, just... stand there really. He was so gentle and kind.

"thats cool.Your like him don't you".well if i was you i would walk up and say hello.I'm taken so i can't i think his single she smiles.

Fang turned a bright shade of red, "Raiden is a seventh year, even if I wanted a boyfriend, he's too old. He was just the first older kid to be really nice to me when the term started."

"i was just trying to help but i didnt he was a seventh year i'm a thrid year.I'm getting married after my seventh year.Oh your first year mine was very good.

She resisted a smirk - though she wished she could see under his mask to get some kind of a feel for what he was really thinking. It covered up just a little too much of his face to gain much at all. Though, from his choice of words and reptile argument, she guessed Raiden was enjoying this game as much as she was. In which case, it was a good thing he'd come tonight. If only for that.

She gave a nod at being called smart, allowing a small smile to form on her lips. "What did you expect from an eagle?" she replied, almost teasingly. "Sharp eyes, sharp mind."

He had a good point. "I'm sure there is someone out there, who would debate that point as a possilbe paradox. Some obscure philosophy or something, involving a time-space continuum or higher dimensions. But I concede to your point." She smiled. He was just being picky, to catch her out, she was sure. And he was doing well. Maybe too well. "Unless the room infinitely big, or infinitely small. Because then, wherever you stood...you'd be closest and farthest from everywhere all at once."

She saw that flickered of a lip turning upwards. It was cute. "I didn't say it was," she defended. "I was merely suggesting the angle of the mirror was anticipated incorrectly." She chuckled as something went through her mind. To do with forwards and backwards logic on a statement. And hoping that full equality rang true here.

"And yet, I see his intellect is good. A mind of wit and fervour," Nia commented back. "He's also earnt a good deal of respect, though he might not be aware of it." At the sneaky bit, she grinned, recalling a conversation from the days after the Champions were announced. About him trying to teach her to be sneaky. It felt so long ago, even though she hadn't really done much of excitement this year.

"It's a shame you think less of him than I," Nia concluded, looking over to the champions table with him. "But, somehow, I don't think it would be fair for me to judge."

"Was your first year scary? with Seventh years all running about fighting each other?" She ask, a serious look on her face."

Nixy
 

Jacob immedietly after entering the room, found the food table. The banana costume was already bugging him, especially the news paper on the inside. But if he didn't have the newspaper, the banana would look saggy, and Jacob did not want to be a saggy banana. After inspecting the the table for a bit, he decided that everything looked quite delicious. Except...

"Dave?" he said softly. and walked over to a bowl of fruits. Jacob Picked up the banana on top. "DAVE!!!" he yelled "Those Monsters! What did they do to you?" this was an outrage... and Jacob was getting too much in character with his banana suit. Oh well, nothing out of the ordinary there. "Why must good bananas die young?!" He dropped to his knees holding Dave the banana, like he was going to start crying. When something caught his eye.

"Ooooh!" he said excitedly, and got up off the floor. "Cake!" And not that evil blue cake that they had at the Quidditch party... It still haunted his nightmares... that evil, evil caking, with it's mocking laugh.

Jacob dropped the banana back onto the table and took a slice of cake. This was part of his mourning period for Dave.

"It was scary but i made it though".Then i found that my childhood friend went to hogwarts.Aleast you have me as new friend.Do you like to cook she smiled.

Hello JoeyI've missed you you look very lovely.he kissed her lips and hugged her tight.I went as the made hatter.

Joey blushed taking off her mask for a moment to kiss him.joey kisses johnny and take his hands and they leave the table.

Fang blinked a bit and watched them go off together, "Cute couple..." She turned her attention back to the ball, 'but now who am I going to talk to?'

"Hello Professor Dodson"Nice Cow Costume.Well I Enjoyed herebolgy/charms class.

Sage just about jumped out of his skin when he heard someone address him as PROFESSOR DODSON. Huh. Noone was meant to know who he was! That's why he'd work such an outrageous costume that made breathing difficult!

The giant cow merely stared at the girl.

Then it MOOOooOOooOOOooo'd and darted off in the direction of the dance floor.

Time to escape.

Nia looked him over, almost bemused. "You're not obvious. I questioned myself more than once. And I knew you were here and was looking for you." Add in the fact he wasn't anywhere near the Champions' seating, and her wings blocking a good amount of view - well, he should be pretty well covered.

She shrugged. "I know, but it's healthy to keep my mind considering such things." And, he'd let her go with it. For which, she was grateful. "In this hall, you are exactly right," she agreed with a smile and twinkle in her eye. She went to slip her arm through his. The one he had put in his pocket. A friendly gesture to say thanks for coming.

...errr, banana...at the food table? With a banana? The irony. More worrying was the fact she recognised the voice. She couldn't help but chuckle. The legendary Blue cake victim and beater extraordinaire also known as Jacob Blunt. She glanced at Raiden, wondering whether it was worth talking to him. She was the 'Claw Prefect, afterall. But then he seemed distracted by cake. Looked like he'd actually get to eat this one. Hehehe. Best left to it, most likely. A vision of him, cake and a member of the Claw Quidditch team...yeah, most likely to end in ballroom disaster. Safer to leave be.

She blushed. Of course it was unlikely. But then, so was her being an angel. Outfit aside. She could partly accept the pretty bit though. Partly. Not being on the Quidditch Pitch as much had forced Nia to rethink some of her wardrobe. And sporting her shorter hairstyle had helped with her inner confidence a bit too. Really, she'd been avoiding the inevitable.

Did he always win? Hmm.

"Perhaps," Nia said, dropping her gaze. "And you're saying I'm too close." She swallowed slowly, nibbling the inside of her lip. She'd been having a bit of fun. What she'd said, she had meant it. But what could she say, now... Really and honestly? "I didn't mean to offend you," she said softly, squeezing his arm gently. "Butttt, you could pretend to be that guy for the night. To fit in with the disguised thing..."

Arya =)
 

Because he was starving, of course! That's why he made a trip to the Food table as soon as he entered. And thirsty, the puffy tie made him thirsty, perhaps it was his mind playing tricks on him. Perhaps.

Either way, the mini-Kingsley took up a butterbeer and eyed the stuff that lay in there for them to eat. Everything looked splendid, but all he wanted right now was one of those muffins Emmy made for Fletcher.

Bah. He took a piece of chocolate until he finally decided what else to grab, it's not like he'll be seating right away, yes? He'd just entered, he had all his right to stand here looking like a gentleman from some novel...except, he was actually playing Kingsley.

There was sooo many things Arya loved about her costume. One, it had a cape. An I'm-about-to-defend-Gondor cape that flowed behind her and she skipped over to the food table. Two, no shoes. Nuff said. Three, well..... three didn't matter cause the first two were just too awesome.

Her eyes didn't settle on any particular costume, she had one goal in mind, check out the food table. She wasn't starving, she just wanted to see if the food was as awesome as it had been the last ball.

And it was!!

The girl didn't cease her skipping as she neared the table, instead taking a small hop that cause her to lean against the table with one hand, the other dangling over the food, wiggling fingers anxious to pick up something.

Hmm.

It was the ruffles that caught her eye. And how low they were. Kingsley wasn't that short. Tall really. So when she glance up, a confused frown laced her features. Only, it wasn't Kingsley......

"...Treyen?" With each passing second she spent staring at him, her frown transformed into a goofy grin. She had to stifle a giggle as her legs swung absently. Was he suppose to be who she thought he was. Hm. "I like the ruffles."

It was the sound of his name being called that made him look away from the table, though, he already knew who to find. Arya, of course.

Chocolate in his right hand, the boy chuckled, "I don't know how Kingsley wears this everyday, really" he said, shaking his head. The man was mad, because this wasn't as comfortable as he thought it'd be. Well, truth be told, he never thought of it as comfortable. But, either way, he'd forgotten to keep in character! So, Treyen straightened up, and finished his chocolate before bowing a bit as if to greet Arya.

"And who are you supposed to be, Miss Lovegoods? And why are you barefoot?" yes! That would be something Kingsley would ask, no? Ahaaaaa, totally. He was doing good.

But, really, no shoes? Either she lost them or the costume was meant to have no shoes. If the latter, then it was awesome! Because she didn't need the shoes.

Her arm looped through, Nia looked up at the mask. She was intrigued how it was held on. Magic, obviously. But what sort of sticking charm? It seemed to be holding on well, with the facial movement. "I think it was a mixture of it all. Not knowing what to expect. The mask, the outfit, the hair." Hmm. Would it be wrong of her to touch the hair? You know, to check whether or not it was real? She reached out to touch it. "And the lack of introduction," she added with a wry smile.

If she hadn't offended him, she must have done still something bad, Nia concluded mentally. And, she didn't really know how to take his next words. She looked at him almost shyly as her arm got squeezed with his. She was honoured that perhaps he did think she was too close. Because that meant a lot about their friendship. But at the same time, it was a bit of a downer that he thought she'd overly exaggerate things. And...what was wrong with making someone feel better. That was what friends were for, right? A quote stood out in her mind.

Friends are quiet angels who lift us to our feet when our wings forget how to fly.

Heh. Angel.

"I just try and be a good friend," Nia answered after some thought. "There for the best times. And there for the worse." She wanted tonight to come under the 'best' category. They were leaving soon. With only really NEWTs to go. They had to go off in style. Had to. Because, quite frankly, this year had been the most boring of her seven. And she couldn't remember Hogwarts like that.

She needed to shift this doubtful melancholy that had appeared from seemingly nowhere.

His whispered words didn't help much. "It's a costume ball," Nia muttered back. "Be who YOU want to be." Had it been wrong to think this was a good idea? Possibly. "Me? I wanna celebrate. Dance. Have a laugh and some fun. With a good friend." She leant her head on his arm/shoulder. "You."

Arya couldn't hold back her giggles when her suspicions were confirmed. He was here as Kingsley! Priceless. She leaned against the table more as she laughed, legs swinging a bit more, before she grounded herself.

Didn't wanna fall face first in the pudding now did she?

"I think he really likes ruffles." Her grin grew at the thought of her Transfiguration's Professor shopping in a shop for clothes with ruffles. The outfit didn't look comfortable though, itchy really. That chocolate in his hand looked good though. Sheeee would have to get some. "What made you decided to go as, Kingsley?"

Hehe. Miss Lovegoods? He was playing the part of Kingsley, well.....she could certainly play the part of herself. "I'm barefoot Professor," she giggled a bit before regaining control of herself. "Because hobbits don't wear shoes. Their feet are too big." And hairy. Her's were nether cause she didn't care to take it that far. "I'm suppose to be a hobbit on her way to defend Gondor."

She twiiirled to show off her cap and all the new shiny.

Rhea ;)
 

Nikolai figured, since this costume ball was held in his honor, they would stockpile the food table with foods he liked, but that was not the case. Alright, so the ball wasn't held just for him, but he was one of the twelve Champions, wasn't he?

He was, so why was the table full of food he did not want?

Standing at the table, with his Zorro cape blowing behind him as if there were a fan on him at all times, he looked the table up and down in search of something edible. Maybe he would just.. skip the food table all together. He didn't have to eat, really.

Ohh, wait!

Was that pudding?

Yeah so at the moment the ball was no fun. Where the heck were her friends? Oh yeah, one was in detention, Aiden was God knows, jack wasn't there yet and the others she just couldn't account for either. Sigh. She figured she probably should just grab something to snack on.

In honour of her Gaia outfit she took up a small bowl of strawberries and pulled the other bowl containing cream forward. The princess of the harvest was going to consume said harvest. She chuckled at the thought. As she lowered her hand to dip the strawberry into the cream, she caught sight of someone she hadn't spoken to in months. Such a shame since the term was ending.

" Do you see nothing to your taste?" she asked with one brow slightly raised. The foreigners certainly had a hard time getting used to their food. She smirked slightly." I bet you haven't even tried half the stuff there...ever."

"What, mean to make it longer than mine?" Nia chuckled as she reached for the fallen lock of hair. She ran her fingers through - it was soft, and the added length felt as natural as the rest of it. Satisfied, she tucked it carefully back. She liked it this length. It suited him.

"You don't have to cut it back..." she caught herself saying, before she trailed off. Who was she to say really? But... "I like it." And somehow, the clothes and the hair and the mask suited this moody version of Raiden.

Nia gave doubtful shrug. "I can only but do my best," she said softly she let out a small sigh. Almost inaudible. Would a good friend have encouraged him somewhere it was becoming more obvious he didn't want to be? A knot ited in her stomach. It was as if his dark powers were overcoming her light. And truthfully, that kinda hurt.

His squeeze make her look up, and a hint of a smile could be seen as she looked up at his mask. He was cute. No doubting it. Those eyes. She was one lucky girl to be on his arm, really. Whether that be because he was actually here or because there was probably many another female in Hogwarts that wouldn't have minded being in her position. Minus the down, disappointed part of Raiden, of course.

...And then maybe he was like that - because, because he knew he could be around her. That she wouldn't judge, and she'd be understanding. That'd she'd been there at the Tournament, behind him all the way. And maybe, just maybe, she could help.

"Me? I'm not sure I believe you," Nia replied, shifting her head on his shoulder where he had moved slightly. She could see him now, and could ensure her wings were not in the way or would get damaged. "I want...us to have a good time." She smiled. "To ignore everyone else, enjoy the food, have a dance. And leave this place in style." She looked up, her turquoise eyes wide. She fluttered her eyelids at him.

"You think you can manage all that for an angel? And is there anything else you might want to add?"

Laughter? That's what he got? Awesome! Since she wasn't laughing at him, then he was more than okay with that. If Kingsley ever saw him, will he be laughing too? That was his intention, after all. He'd never seen the man laugh.

"Well, let me tell you that you have to love them in order to wear them" he nodded, and spoke with a very serious tone, "Or have a purpose to do so" true, like now, his purpose was to dress up like Kingsley, and ruffles were implied, so he had to wear them. He didn't look bad, though, but he wouldn't wear this every single day. Nope. Actually, he liked muggle wear too much, and the robes only a little.

"Do you want some?" he asked, after seeing how she eyed the chocolate in his hand, "Oh, because...well, he's one of my favorite Professors, and his clothes do look slightly like a costume, don't you think so?" because Treyen made it pass like a costume, totally, and in reality, Professor Kingsley always looked like he was going somewhere other than his classroom.

Mmmmhmmm. Treyen placed a serious expression on his face, and resisted the urge to laugh when she called him 'Professor'. A hobbit. Yes, he knew what those little people were, actually, he could pass as a big hobbit, "Gondor?" what was that and why were they in need of being defended? "It is very nice looking, the white tree, seems like an intricate design" he nodded, gesturing towards the front of her costume.

"Kingsley must really love them then." The man wore them everyday. She briefly wondered if the man had any clothing without ruffles. Arya nodded her head solemnly in agreement, bright eyes betraying her. Treyen did have reason to wear the outfit. It was a costume ball, and Kingsley always did seem like he was in costume. Maybe that's why he liked the ruffles.

Arya nodded her head eagerly, bouncing over to Treyen with grabby hands. The pudding and pies could wait for latter. Now she wanted the chocolate! "Really? Mine too." Awesome he was, awesome enough to be one of her favorites. Her eyes scanned the costume, one hand reaching out to poke at the ruffles. "I think it looks like a costume. From a really old movie." The ones her parents always tried to get her to watch.

Bright brown eyes betrayed the solemn look on her face. "It's a kingdom that sits beside the sea in Middle Earth." She elaborated when he seemed not to know the place. "I'm defending them from Orcs." Her nose scrunched up, vile creatures they were. Glancing down she parted her cape so they both could better look at the white tree. "Its the symbol of Gondor." And it was soooo pretty.

Joey took put some food on her plate beef&noodles,chicken wings,shirmp,mini pizza,white rice,green beans.she waited for someone to talk to her while johnny went back to the boys droms.

Natalie wantered around the tables, looking for something sweet and fruity to eat. She wasn't really in the mood for anything that was on the tables. She wandered past a boy who was piling a lot of food onto his plate.

"Hello I'am Joey Anne Starr eatiing her mini pizza".Where are my manners she stop eating.what house are you un and what year she smiled.Colud'nt you tell i was girl with the dress.

"Im Natalie. I'm in Ravenclaw. First year." Natalie said with a smile.

ooc: sorry i figured she'd be a boy since she ha a boyish name.

"Nice to meet you nat if a can call you that".I'am A Ravenclaw Third year.there some people you should meet around here she smiled.there daisy,rex,fee,Edmond,Emma,Dianna.rex is my cousin hes really cool,and my cousins that a malfoys are really nice.

"You can call me Nat. I dont mind. Id like to meet them," she smiled.

Totally true. He must. And trust Treyen to ask the man. Haha. The boy nodded at Arya and then confusion swept over his face, his hand no longer held the chocolate because he'd eaten it. Mean, he was. "Not my chocolate, but there's plenty over here at the table" he only pointed the way where this one had been, because it was a very delicious piece of chocolate, even more than chocolate frogs.

What? She thought she could have the piece in his hand?

"He is an incredible Professor" one who was patient enough to wait for Treyen to get the spell right, because for some reason he had trouble with most of those he taught in class. Weird. And then...grin. It looked like a costume. Perfect. "I know, right? Like the clothes gentlemen used to wear over two centuries ago" because this was 2073.

He suppressed a laugh when her hand poked the ruffles, really, and he thought that maybe she was doing so because she poking Kingsley was out of the question.

Whaaat was she talking about? Middle Earth? That was like million years ago. Well, not that far away, but it was something Treyen wasn't familiar with. Except hobbits, and orcs, he knew about those. Oooooh, right! Middle Earth! Now he knew! And he remembered something related to that in these books....what were they called? What were they called? Oh! Lord of the Rings, of course, he remembered Kaika reading those, and well, him taking the books away for reading as well.

"I read something like that in Lord of the Rings" he nodded, but gave no further information, "The books and the movies..." he'd seen those, "...that tree caught on fire" and his face turned to the saddest expression ever, "They won, in the end" cue bright smile.

Walking over to the food tables in his Peter Pan costume, JD looks around at the food, trying to decide what he wanted first. He really wished he knew where Ellie had gone to, but well he was hungry so food came first.

His eyes had been on Arya for quite some time, and now he was looking back to those chocolates. He should really try and make those tortillas Saylen spoke of, and put some chocolate in them, of course.

As soon as he turned a bit to his side, in order to look at the table properly and...lookit! The tortillas! He was on his way to reach for one...when...who was the one in green?! And why was he covered in leaves?! Who covers themselves in leaves and comes to Fletcher's party like that? "JD!" he exclaimed, as he noticed who it was, "Do you know you're missing half your costume?" because he was positive that the boy had been planning to come as a tree. That's what the leaves were for, no?

Reaching for a chocolate he goes to put it in his mouth when he drops it as he'd just been told he was missing half his costume. Looking down as his chocolate rolled away he sighed.

"Half my costume?" he asked confused, looking down at his costume, he shook his head. It looked fine to him, was he missing something? Ooooo his sword! To fight Captain Hook, he knew he'd forgotten something! "Uhhh, I thought I'd do better with a wand then a sword."

Looking at Arya, he thought of introducing them, but they already met, right? When they were playing baseball, or trying to? Bah. Anyway, Treyen frowned. Was he not looking at himself correctly? Did he need glasses?

"Yes, half your costume!" he exclaimed, totally not getting why JD hadn't figured it out yet, "Aren't you supposed to be a tree?" he asked, smoothing down some of his ruffles. If Fletcher's party hadn't been a costume one, they'd all look ridiculous right now. "What do you need a sword for if you're a tree?" he asked, tilting his head to one side.

His eyes moving over Arya he smiles at her, maybe she would understand what the heck Treyen was talking about. He still didn't get...

Oooooo Bursting out laughing, he shakes his head "Nooo....I'm not a tree. I'm Peter Pan." Looking down at his outfit, he shakes his head again, Maybe Peter Pan was a bad idea... "And I should have a sword to fight Captain Hook."Reaching for that chocolate again, he pops it into his mouth before someone made him drop it again.

Nia laughed. It was true, her hair was pretty short nowadays. Well, more than just nowadays, it'd been almost three quarters of a year. She ran her fingers through it, glad she'd made the rather bold decison to have her long locks cut off. And if she needed long flowing curls once more - well she now know Raiden could do a good lengthening charm!

She tilted her head curious as he laughed. About her liking his hair like that? It was trueeeee. Admittedly, Nia hadn't really ever seen him have a bad hair day. He always seemed pretty groomed. Unlike her straight off the pitch 'wet and windy Quidditch' look. "Do it," she said with a node. "And if it gets in the way...I could always braid it for you?" She winked. Nia was pretty good at braiding - it was her 'thing' for matches - but whether he'd want it done...

She watched him feel round his mask. Again. She gently pulled his hand alway. "It's fineeeee. I'd say if I thought it was coming loose." It was still odd, not being able to read his expressions. "Looks like some nice spellwork to hold it in place." Not that she could see the spell, obviously. But she could see the fit, and how it held even as his face moved underneath. A better job than she'd done trying to get her wings straight, no doubt.

"I'm glad," Nia said, lifting her head slightly. "Though do tell me if I could do more." Always room for improvement, afterall. At the whisper, she shook her head. "I've not mentioned it. So I'd say it was only you and me," she whispered back. And given his mood, she wasn't planning on making any grand announcements or anything. More likely the opposite. "You want an alias for the evening? You know, in case anyone asks. Because, obviously I'm me." Yes she was. And she couldn't exactly not talk to people if they came up to them. And they might ask about her 'date'. And yeah...then it could get awkwarddddddd.

And then...was a smile spreading across his lips? "Trying is good enough for me," she answered, her own smile widening. Which had a slight smugness to it as he did add something. More Slytherin? Hehe. He was obviously passing on tricks of the trade.

"And what makes you say that?" she questioned, with an arching eyebrow. She was Little Miss Innocent. Totally.

So, yeah, he could tell by the look on JD's face that he had no idea what he was talking about. And it just occurred to the Hufflepuff that perhaps JD never intended to become a tree, which would've been a very uncomfortable costume, by the way.

The laughter was something that confirmed his theory. Treyen had been wrong all along, JD was no tree, then what the hell was he? Adam? As in Adam and Eve?

The boy laughed a bit, because he couldn't have been more wrong. But, what on earth was a Peter Pan? Some sort of pixie? Treyen didn't like pixies after the incident of Diggy!pixie. "Aha! And what is a Peter Pan?" isn't there some sort of tree in the story, because what were the leaves for again? "Captain Hook, he sounds interesting" he said, with a nod. Maybe Treyen could've come as Captain Hook.

"Peter Pan? Well he's a character in a movie. He's like the leader of a group of kids who never grow up." JD explains with a grin on his face. "He can fly because of the fairy dust from Tinkerbell."

A tree....haha, he giggles again as he remembers being asked if he was a tree. Definitely not "Peter Pan wears lots of leaves and stuff te cover him, because he's got no mum, none of the kids do there."

Captain Hook? "Yeah, he's the bad guy."

Ellie walked into the party...ball... and took a good few minutes staring at everyone in their costumes...yeah... Ellie wasn't wearing one. Nope. Just her school robes.

She went straight for the food table. Unsurprisingly.. And looked over it. And then she spotted some boy.... in... leaves? JD, actually. In leaves... Standing next to... someone who could only be Treyen, really.

"Hey Treyen!" The girl greeted the ruffled boy. And she might have given a few glances to JD.

Hearing Ellie's voice he turns around quickly "Ellie!" he exclaims with a huge grin. Looking at her curiously, he's surprised to see her in her school robes. Why hadn't she dressed up? he wonders. Not to mention she wasn't barely even looking at him.

"Ellie?"

Oooooooh, this was making more and more sense as JD kept on explaining. "I see" and does the fellow move around in leaves? At least Tarzan had a piece of fabric. Treyen laughed again, "The leader of a group of kids that never grow up?" well, that sounded..."Interesting" except Treyen couldn't see himself not growing up, perhaps he was more eager to grow up (literally, like in height) than anything else.

"Fairies? They have fairies in the movie?" haha, "That's something muggle, is it not?" because only muggles could think of flying only by some sort of magical powder. It was true, but no wizard will be writing about something like that.

The boy didn't comment on the 'no mum' part. And his expression went from amused to a serious one. They'd lost their mom when he was very little, so, he could be part of that group of kids without moms. Not really funny.

Aha! Captain Hook, "So, he's like Voldemort" yes, Treyen wouldn't want to be dressed up as the evil ones. He always tried to be on the good side.

Then he noticed the red hair. "Ellie!" he greeted her, and then frowned, she was pulling a Mr. Masterson by not dressing up! This was Fletcher's costume party and she wasn't wearing one! Maybe it was some sort of protest for Raiden not winning, huh?

"Why didn't you wear a costume?" he asked, slightly disappointed, truth be told, "Unless you're coming as Ginny Weasley" or Potter-Weasley, whatever. But she needed some Gryffindor robes, not Ravenclaw ones.

Face. Ellie kept her eyes on JD's face. For as long as she could.

"JD?"

"I am!" She beamed. And she was quite glad to be looking at Treyen again. "See look.." She pulled out her hat from her robes pocket and placed it on her head. Then she whipped out her wand. "I'm a witch. That's what all the muggles usually go as, isn't it?"

"Yep, kind of like that. They don't grow up, but have the land all to themselves. Well...the leaves were the best I could find." Well that and the apron thingy, he had secured the leaves to.

"Yep one fairy though." Yeah, it had to be muggle written, no witch or wizard would be that silly as to have fairy dust. Maybe he should have brought his broomstick too....the wizard version of Peter Pan.

Biting back a giggle as Ellie replied to Treyen "That makes sense." he replied with a grin. She was at least talking to him, he thought with relief. He'd thought she was mad about something, and hey, she was looking at him!

Totally oblivious to why she was having a hard time looking at him "Would you like to dance?" he whispers softly to her.

Er, what?

Treyen was missing something here, because the way they were greeting each other was just plain odd. It also spoke of awkwardness. And he was feeling slightly awkward at the moment.

The boy eyed Ellie and raised an eyebrow, that was a poor excuse for a costume, but he did approve of the enthusiasm. All forgiven, because she'd come with a costume to Fletcher's party. "Yes, I guess so" he shrugged.

Treyen chuckled, only one fairy. Hopefully not a Doxy one. Those were evil creatures. Evil! But, they had all the land to themselves? "It doesn't sound so bad" he'll be searching for that movie, really. Because he wanted to see how the costume could be related to the real Peter Pan (well, as real as a movie one is).

He'll be searching specifically for Captain Hook, just the name sounded pretty awesome, even for an evil one. Voldehook would've been a neat name, seriously.

And then the awkward moment was almost gone. Awesome.

Nia struggled to keep a straight face. She could hear that tone in his voice. "Yes...you know like plait it. Or dreadlock it." She rubbed her lips together, holding in a giggle. Ridiculous? Did he believe she that she'd make him look baddd? Gah! "I think it could be rather...fetching. And practical. Guys can have them too, you know." Not that she honestly thought it would persuade him, but it was true.

"It's holding out good so far," Nia said, leaning across to take a closer look. It was then she realised the really clever part as he wrinkled his nose. The mask lifted off where it held its shape, but then reaffixed itself when it made contact again. "A really nifty spell," she noted, in reference to how it worked, and his success at it. And he thought she was the brainy one! "Just try to forget about it being there," Nia answered. "Ignore it and relax." Though admittedly, she'd probably find have something stuck to her face a bit weird. Especially on her cheeks, because the eye bit would probably just feel like Quidditch goggles.

Okay. So her date...was just her date. How enlightening. She'd have to be careful not to name him directly. An alias would be far more fun. To see how people were gullible enough. But oh well. Though truthfully, the people that cared enough about him being here probably should be able to pick up the slightest hints of it being Raiden. She had, afterall. "Well, my date, it's truely an honour to grace your arm tonight."

Her jaw dropped, and she looked at him in mock surprise, shock...and quite possibly distain. Nia really needed to work on her acting skills. "Manipulative? Batting my eyes? Looking at you?" She raised a dramatic hand to her forehead, whilst doing both of the aforementioned actions, and let out a sigh.

As for fighting it. No comment. But a slight blush did appear in her cheeks. The evening was looking better already.

Ellie had no idea what he was talking about. Fairy and what-not.

But when he whispered to her, she quite audibly replied, "No." No. She was not going to be seen dancing with some bush. No.

She smiled. "Sorry. I could have done better. I just couldn't get a costume in time." She shrugged. "Maybe next term, I'll wear a costume on an ordinary day and make up for it." People would think she's craze, but at least the three of them would know what was going on. And she wasn't ashamed to do so.