The Masquerade Ball. A time for fun, dance, and hidden identities, you could be speaking to anyone at all, find you like them, and never know who it was. Slytherin's could act like Gryffindors, Hufflepuffs could reveal their Slytherin tendencies. Anyone could act any way they wanted, and whatever was behind the mask.. well they stayed behind the mask, and whoever came out from behind it.. was never seen again.
Faith had spent hours making sure she looked appropriate for the ball. Her hair was curled and more crazy then anything it had ever looked like. Unfortunately it's flaming red color didn't exactly help her hide from anyone who knew her. Her dress hung down around her feet, huge and puffy, flaring out at her waist, and curling to the floor. Her mask on the other hand, tied around the back of her head, so she wouldn't have to hold the little stick thing. Feathers curled up around the top of her head, and a butterfly rested against her forehead.
Faith had decided to go with a butterfly theme for the ball, her jewelry included a butterfly ring on her middle finger, and a butterfly necklace, while her shoes were flowers, as though a giant butterfly had landed upon a single, tiny flower.
Faith stood off to the side, watching the people mill around. It was a beautiful time, the party hadn't quite started yet, and she was nervous. Balls always made her nervous, but she hoped that maybe she'd be able to make a friend tonight, and be.. well not Faith.