Yule Ball

[Benjamin Collins]

He laughed, " I think I will," Ben siad in his normal accent.

[monoki]

Monoki started to blush. "Thank you, adn you look very handsom." Monoki giggled a little and walked out the doors into the fresh night air. "Its beautiful." she smiled, her face glowed as the moon shinned down on her.

[Blade Tival Maester]

Smiling, Blade followed her out into the fresh night air. "Yea, it is." Staring at her, Her face really did glow, but he doubted it was from the moons rays. Smiling even bigger, he kept on walking behind her.

[Claire DeLour]

*Claire laughed and returned to her own normal French.*

So, are you enjoying yourself?

[Benjamin Collins]

Hesmiled back, "Whenever I'm with you I'm enjoying myself." Ben laughed slightly, Did that sound as corny to you as it did to me? He thought to Claire.

[Jack P. Riddle]

Jack had a feeling that Claire didn't like him. Jack kissed dove long and hard. "I'm tired and I'm goin to go to bed. See you tomorow." Jack turned and headed for the slytherin common room.

[Rachel Duly]

*Rachel stood backstage. She was pretty sweaty and gross, but she didn't want to leave the dance.*
I know what to do.
"Clenero!" said Rachel. Her entire body, including her clothes, became wet, then dry again. Her hair was back to how it was before the dance. "Perfect."
*Rachel told Korey that she'd see her the next day to travel to her apartment, and to have a safe aparation home.* "Stop in the Three Broomsticks before you apparate home. They have the best butterbeer!" said Rachel to the rest of the band. "See you soon!"
*Rachel watched as they walked away. Then, she walked out to the dance hall. She had three bottles of water with her. She quickly drank two of them. Then she grabbed a bottle of butterbeer. She drank some, then listened to the next band. She was pretty worn out, but still wanted to dance around. Unfortunately, she didn't have anyone to dance with.*

[aireona]

[glow=pink,2,300]
Aireona took a drink and looked back at the table, Arila had stoped Sim and was speaking to him. just leave, you should have never came... she though as she stood by herself. She placed her cup on the table and took one more look around and sighed. She slowly made her exit, quietly she headed for the Gryffindor commonroon I am such an idiot she thought as she left with her eyes purple and she pink dress shimmering as she increased her pace.
She was gone, without a word, she did not know what to say, or how to say anything for her action, she thought I am complete mental case... as she made her way to the common room.[/glow]

[Jean Kash]

After the long night was going, Jean felt it was time to call it to an end. She said her farwell to Marie, and her fater and was off to the Ravenclaw dorm, where she did not truly want to go, but had little choice. THe ball was dieing down now (the thread ends really soon right?!?) and she decided to head up to the dorm.

[Ian Blackthorne]

Ooc: Well, I'm pretty sure it ends at midnight tomorrow (Jan. 31), but I could be wrong....I sure hope the Head extends this, it's fun, but I've already PM'ed her: Anybody else who wants to make this go longer, PM the Head! It might work! ;D

[Claire DeLour]

*Claire received Ben's thought about a coryn line and laughed.*

Well I suppose it was a little bit lame, but that's ok, it's the thought that counts!

*She smiled up at him, but saw behind him that Jack was leaving because of her.*

O great, he's leaving because of me, Dove's gonna hate me!

*She thought to herself, then did the first thing that came to mind.*

JACK! Don't you dare leave because of me, this is you and Dove's night, and although you're right, I really don't like you that much, that has nothing to do with you and Dove. Dove is one of my closest friends, and she's so happy when she's with you, and I know you're happy when your with her, so please don't leave!

*She sent the thought to Jack and hoped that he'd get it before he left.*

OoC: I was only going along with what had happened in the Chamber when you first got here, I don't think it'd go with my character to like you above ground and not like you in the Chamber, do you know what I mean?

[Lydia Natalie Turner]

((ooc: sorry Ian... I was away for a couple days...))

Lydia smiled slightly when Ian chuckled at her not knowing how to ballroom dance. Well, I guess it's slow dancing then. But don't worry, It's better to not know how to ballroom dance then suck at it. The person that sucks at it would be me, of course. But I don't think I'm bad at the way we are going to do it. she nodded her head softly. "I'm sure you're not that bad..and even if I knew how to ballroom dance... I would suck," she informed him and smiled.

She felt Ian's hands mold around her waist and she pulled her hands up and put them around his shoulders. She looked up at the big clock on the wall and sighed softly. Too bad that when I'm finally having fun... it's almost done. she thought. She listened to the slower song and smiled up at Ian. "Thanks for asking me to dance.. I really appreciate it." she informed him.

[Ian Blackthorne]

Ian smiled shyly as Lydia thanked him for dancing with her, and he told her, "No problem, it's both of our pleasures, I suppose, and I might as well: After all, it's not like I was dancing with anybody anyways. I saw you alone and I thought you could use some cheering up." Now getting more comfortable dancing with her, he shifted his hands so that they would both be more comfortable, and added, "Congrads on keeping your position! I thought you or Josi deserved it anyways."

She's actually quite a good dancer, not that that is suprising Ian thought, as most girls were good at dancing: It was usually the guys who seemed to blunder more, but that came with the gender. He decided to tell her this before the Ball sadly ended, it looked to Ian as though it was going to end at any time, and so he told her, "You know, you're actually a very good dancer. You should be proud of yourself, Lydia."

[Lydia Natalie Turner]

Lydia bit the inside of her bottom lip as Ian replied to her thanks. No problem, it's both of our pleasures, I suppose, and I might as well: After all, it's not like I was dancing with anybody anywyas. I saw you alone and I thought you could use some cheering up. She smiled softly at Ian and nodded silently thinking back to five or so minutes ago. She felt his hands move slightly, but it didn't really phase her much. Congrads on keeping your position! I thought you or Josi deserved it anyways. She smiled, "Thanks. You too, I mean... you know, getting the position," she stated. "Actually, don't tell.. but I nominated you for the position.. I really thought you would be a great prefect... and now you've got the chance to prove it." she told him with a sly smile.

She glance around the room for a moment, really taking in all of the decorations, music, tables full of drinks and food, the lights, and mostly, the students. This was something that amazed her since her first year at Hogwarts. How could there have been so many witches, wizards, and magical creatures.. but no one knew? Lydia was mostly pureblood.. but she still didn't know how muggles could be so blind to the fact that there was still magic in the air. She turned her attention back to Ian and her heart pounded against her chest. Am I dancing the right way? Or do I look like a complete idiot. she thought nervously. Then, Ian spoke and she sighed of relief as his words spilled out of his mouth. You know, you're actually a very good dancer. You should be proud of yourself, Lydia. "Thanks." she replied and smiled softly, "You are too. I wasn't so sure if I was even dancing properly.. because I haven't danced this way since.." she thought back, "June of last year I think..." she told him.

[Ian Blackthorne]

Ian smiled, a bit shocked that she of all people had nominated him for the position, and told her, "I thought it would be someone else that would have done that, like Josi or Azlen, but not you. That was so nice of you, thank you very much. I guess I owe you now, don't I? Oh, and yes I will try my best at being Prefect." Ian closed his eyes momentarily as he thought back to the last time he had danced: He couldn't even really remember when the last time was, but it didn't really matter, did it?

Ian decided to change the topic slightly and asked her, "So what do you think of the music tonight? I think if somebody had stumbled in here, they would have thought they were at a concert, I myself was amazed at how well the bands performed." Ian was surprsied that he could now carry a conversation: It wasn't really like him to be able to talk to people for this long. Especially with girls. Hey, this definitally isn't a bad thing, so be happy! Ian thought as he returned his attention to Lydia as they happily danced together.

[Riachnyn Black]

OCC: Rachel and Damon, do you guys and your bands mind if I go right after you take off? Iknow that Rachel is already off the stage, but I don't know if you're coming back. It'll only take about 15 minutes (2-3 posts). You can PM me.

Riachnyn listened to the music and heard some songs that she knew. When Damon came on the stage, she was excited because she loved dark music. She felt her foot tapping along to the beat, and she wondered what he would play next.

[Jack P. Riddle]

*^*OOC: Oh yeah I know Jack just likes to be liked and when people don't like him he generaly avoids them.*^*

Jack shook his head at Claire and mouthed 'I'm tired'

[Claire DeLour]

*Claire rolled her eyes.*

Ya, right. I really do believe you, can't you tell?

[Jack P. Riddle]

Jack turned back to dove and kissed her again. "You know what I changed my mind I think I'll stay a while longer."

[damondarkweather]

Damon noticed Lizabeth clapping vigorously, and Amora shouting when he had finished his fast paced punk rock performance. He smiled widely and walked over to the spot where his tight white t-shirt had landed on the floor, he bent down and quickly snatched the shirt of the floor. He gripped each end and shook it twice roughly ridding it of any dust that it may have settled on it. Damon took out his wand from his belt loop and waved it across the shirt cleaning it of sweat and dirt, and he then pulled it over his head. After he was once again fully dressed, he took Amora’s advice and changed his clothes to more formal attire. He was now wearing a black tuxedo embroidered in silver. He walked behind the stage and grabed the striking violet broach arranged with small stems of baby’s breath he purchased for Aarlayn. He noticed his hair was a bit disheveled from his performance, so he tossed his silky hair with his fingers causing it to spill over the left side of his face in his usual style.

Satisfied with his appearance, Damon slightly bent over and smoothed out the wrinkles from his dark black slacks with the palms of his hands. He straightened from his slight crouch and strode over to the center of the ball room directly under the crystal chandelier where Lizabeth was standing. He nodded and smiled, [shadow=red,left,300]“Lizabeth, I’m glad you enjoyed my performance.”[/shadow] He shrugged and casually waved his left hand at the terrified looks directed at him from some of the students at the ball, [shadow=red,left,300]“It seems I’ve scared off a few students with that display.”[/shadow] He laughed softly and smirked playfully. He then briefly glanced over at Aaralyn who was leaning against the far wall next to the entrance of the hall, before returning his sapphire gaze to Lizabeth,[shadow=red,left,300] “ I’ve got to go, but I’ll talk to you later.”[/shadow] He turned to leave, but then he remembered something he wanted to tell her, [shadow=red,left,300]“Oh, and if you’re not busy after the ball, I thought we could have a small after party at The Three Broomsticks, or something.” [/shadow]He waited for her to answer before he spun on his heel and strode across the dance floor to the far wall where Aaralyn was standing.

A warm smile touched his soft lips when his chrome heeled boots brought him face to face with his date. His dark sapphire eyes darted to her beautiful dress that seemed to enhance her lovely features by ten fold. He loved how the soft material of the sapphire dress hung off her curves, added with her tasteful, yet sexy silver shoes –she was the definition of beauty in his eyes. His dark sapphire eyes were slowly drawn away from her lovely dress and made their way to the radiance of her facial features. He thought her deep crimson eyes sparkled like diamonds, and the shade of her skin looked more enchanting than ever as well. Her carefully styled
layers of dark hair which he thought held the fragrance of freshly picked flowers looked wonderful draping the smooth silky skin of her face. His dark sapphire eyes which were mixed with shocked surprise and deep seated passion from absorbing the utter attractiveness that was his date, locked onto her deep pools of crimson. He stood there with stars dancing in his eyes and a warm smile on his lips, gazing into her eyes; every sound, smell, and person in the room evaporated from his senses entirely while in her presence. Finally getting his tongue to work properly, he spoke in a deep passionate whisper while grasping her hand in his, [shadow=red,left,300]“Aaralyn, you look absolutely breathtaking."[/shadow] His eyes fell to her dress once more, just briefly before he returned his gaze to hers. He released her hand and smirked playfully while laughing softly, and then he asked her in a playful tone, [shadow=red,left,300]“Does this mean you’ve finally chosen a favorite color?” [/shadow]His right eyebrow inclined slightly and he winked at her playfully. With the playful smirk still on his lips he pinned the violet broach to her dress. He took a step back to get a better view and smiled. [shadow=red,left,300]“Perfect.”[/shadow] He swept her up into his powerful arms and kissed her gently on her soft lips. He noticed her lips were a bit softer than usual; his dark eyes brightened and he commented playfully, [shadow=red,left,300]“ooh silky.” [/shadow]He laughed softly and released his warm hug. Noticing that Amora started her song, Damon offered her his hand, [shadow=red,left,300]“May I have this dance?”[/shadow] He asked in a playful, teasing manner while slightly inclining his right eyebrow.

[Lizabeth Riddle]

Lizabeth looked at Damon "I did it was awsome and Bloody brilent" "yeah some of them have no good tast" she smiled "I dont know I'll see what I'm doing and then I might join you Okay bye" she said when he walked away she made a quick but unnoitced dash for the door

[Benjamin Collins]

Ben watche dClaire and noticed that she was watching Jack, he figured that she was thinking to him. "Hey what's gong on?" He asked as he sat down.

[Rachel Duly]

OOC-I just took the time to read some of Damons performance, and I have to comment.

BIC-*Rachel watched as Damon performed. When he clapped hands with people watching on the side of the stage, Rachel chuckled. Does he think he's some kind of superstar? she thought to herself. When he pulled off his shirt, Rachel burst out laughing. He must really be full of himself. When he did a backflip off of the stage, Rachel couldn't believe herself. She spit her butterbeer out. Wow, he actually thinks he is famous or something! Rachel pulled out her wand and said, "Accio napkin." A napkin flew into her hand. She quickly wiped the spilled butterbeer off of her hand. Then, she laughed more. She couldn't believe that performance. Then, Rachel went to the front of the stage. She was looking forward to seeing the bass clarinet player.*

[Spyke O'Connery]

Spyke thanked Richard for the dance smiling up at him and giving him a quick "friendly" hug. she turned and went out smiling to herself, ending her night and getting away from all these morons.

[Amber Brown]

The first year noticed that the Dance Hall has darkened. She looked toward the stage and saw there was something going on, another band. She kept watching the stage with her hazel eyes.

Then suddenly, there was a guy hanging in a Jesus position. He ripped the chains from the walls and landed on the dance stage. Then, he changed into a bat to get the chains off and returned to his normal form. " Wow... ", she said in a quiet, amazed voice. This looked like it was going to be good.

The band was called Ophidia. They started to play, and almost everyone in the hall started to join in, clapping their hands and stuff. Amber clapped her hands and started to enjoy the music. When the band was finished, she screamed happily and cheered for Ophidia.

[aaralyn]

Aaralyn looked around the Dance Hall and there was still no sign of Damon anywhere. Where is he? she thought sadly. Her ruby red eyes took one more glance around the room before giving up for that moment. She looked up at the stage and watched as a band she hadn't heard of perform. Hey... they're pretty good... she thought and smiled. Aaralyn thought back to when she tried out for a band at the school earlier in the year. I wonder if we were supposed to play tonight.. she thought. She watched as that band packed up and got off stage and she waited for the next band to come up.

Suddenly, the lights dimmed low and her crimson eyes shot towards the ceiling. The dimmed light turned a redish color and for some odd reason her pink lips curved into a small smile. Then, darkness enveloped the Dance Hall and Aaralyn breathed in sharply from being startled. Soon, different colored laser lights, and other lights filled the hall. Whoa. Amazing lights. I wonder whose band this is... she thought and continued to watch the stage for any sign of a person on there. Her ears perked up a bit when she heard the beginning melodies begin. Aaralyn was a bit startled again when a cloud of green smoke erupted and then black smoke, and silver smoke, all revealed people. Nice effects... she thought, Now who is behind it all? she wondered and waited for something else suprising to happen. Soon, sapphire flames, almost the same color as her dress exploded into a shower of sparks. Then, a combination of green, black and silver smoke came from center stage and Aaralyn knew she would find out who was the great person who came up with this.

The outline of a male with raven colored hair was floating in midair, it seemed. But, once the smoke began to clear a bit, she realized that he was being held there by chains. "Oh!" she whispered as she realized who it was. Only you Damon... only you. she thought as she looked up at the man she loves. She smiled as Damon ripped himself from the wall and fell towards the stage. He landed gracefully, as she thought he would. Let's rock this bloody joint! she heard him say into his microphone. Aaralyn's left eyebrow raised slightly above her right as she awaited his next move. As his crisp voice filled the air with the punk-rock lyrics, she felt her heart leap. This night will be amazing. I know it. she thought and glance up at the clock. If only it didn't have to end so soon... She turned her attention back to Damon and his band, Ophidia and smiled. Her fingers moved up to the ring on a chain that Damon gave her and she clenched it in her hand. She let go of it a second later and danced on the side of the room to the up beat music.

Aaralyn couldn't help but chuckle when Damon threw his shirt into the audience. "Nice," she murmered and listened intently as he started up his song again. She clapped furiously when the song ended and then realized that Damon wasn't quite finished. She clamped her hands over her ears when he dropped the microphone and put them back down as he stood at the end of the stage. She stared at the raven haired Slytherin male as he did a twisting flip off the stage. Scared that he might not land properly, Aaralyn squeezed her eyes shut and waited until she heard a light landing which meant he was fine. She peeked out of her right eye, just in case, and she saw his bandmates cleaning up the stage already. Okay. He's fine. she thought and let out a deep breath of air.

She leaned against the wall of the Dance Hall once again and decided to wait a moment before going to find Damon. Her pink lips tilted into a slight smile as visions of his performance flashed through her head. She heard the familiar sound of boots tapping against wooden floor and she turned her head in the direction of the sound. There stood the most handsome man she had ever laid eyes on. Damon Darkweather. Her light smile turned into an enormous grin and she stared into his beautiful sapphire eyes that she based her dress on. Aaralyn, you look absolutely breathtaking. she heard him say in a low whisper as he took her hand in his. She was about to thank him, but his voice overtook hers. Does this mean youv'e finally chosen a favorite color? she heard him ask, referring back to their talk in the Dueling Hall.

"Well, if you must know, no I still haven't chosen a favorite color," she started and smirked playfully. "I couldn't decide when I went to search for a dress, so I thought back and chose a dress based on your eye color," she informed him. "Because they are amazing," she added. She saw his wink and watched as he carefully pinned a violet broach on her dress. She smiled as he stepped back and commented on it. Before she knew it, she was being swept up into his muscular arms and she kissed his lips softly. Ooh silky. she heard him comment. She chuckled softly almost as if in tune with Damon's laugh. She heard a new band start a song in the background of Damon's voice. She looked down at his hand and smiled at his playful tone. "Of course Mr. Darkweather, I'd be... delighted," she told him and smiled. Aaralyn took his hand and stepped out onto the dance floor gracefully. Carefully, she set her hands around his neck and she could feel the tickle of his choppy raven hair against her pale skin.

[Mercy Rosenburg]

(OOC: As requested by a number of people, this thread will be extended until January 6, 2006)

[Richard "Wolf" Canis]

After his dance with Spyke, and the hug, Richard headed for the punch bowl. He filled up a cup and looked around to see is anyone else was still around that he new. Seeing no one he finished off his drink and left out the door,

[stone]

Jean headed back to her dorm Marie felt a little strange, haveing her father there, because she did not know anyone else, she did not really know that he would come, but could have expected it, after the news of the murder spread to the ministry. "Bye Jean, See you in Charms." She said as jean went off to the ravenclaw dorm. Smileing she kissed her fater in the cheek and said, "I think that it is time for me to depart aswell, daddy." She smiled, not really wanting to leave him alone, but then again he was with the charms Professor. "I will see you soon, I promiss to vist you at the Ministry, I want to see it too!" She said more energiticly. and headed on her way. then the music began to play and she sighed, looking back at her fater, who did not look rather happy, she knew that others might laugh, but he needed it, she when back to him and said, "I think I have time for one dance with my dad." she siad with a smile and grabed his hand. He relunclty went she figured that it would be good for him, try and have some fun at lease for a little while.

[peter]

Peter could not help the smile that came to his face. He remembered the old times when she was little that he would toss her in the air, and her mother would laugh just as hard as she did. It was sweet of her to think of dear old dad, but then again she was always very kind.
Then danced to the musice that was being played, by Hogwarts students as well. i think this was a good move for us.. he thouhgh as they danced.