Re: [OPEN/MASS THREAD] Valentine's Day Party

[Molly Weasley]

Molly had spent a good part of her time at Hogwarts wishing to see Margo accepted by her peers and happy with their company. The blonde, despite her confidence and unapologetic individuality, had always struggled to find her place, and it was largely to give her a sense of place that Molly had ever even started letting Margo tag along.

But looking at her now, it hardly looked like a struggle. Her audience was captive and despite the discomfort from the game, they all seemed at least moderately happy to be with her. She had done well for herself.

And yet, Molly's stomach turned.

She reached for her pocket for a smoke because holy shit she needed one. And that was when she heard Christian's answer.

She lifted her head, eyes darting between Christian and Charlotte. As she was standing behind them, neither would see the look on her face, the slight surprise, the twinge of confusion. She wasn't sure why she felt so surprised towards Zabini - it wasn't like such information was something she was actually privy to, and yet it still struck her as odd new information. Her conversation with Charlotte drifted back into her head. What if Waldorf actually took her advice... Or... what if Molly had accidentally stumbled upon to anonymous object of Charlotte's affections? Well, that seemed to solve things for Charlotte-

Oh.

Oh.

Molly didn't like this game.

[Anabelle Mulciber]

Trying to keep yourself steady with someone else's weight on you was actually pretty tough.

Hit tried to keep herself steady while Julian leaned against her to steady himself, knowing that with her luck, if she didn't put some kind of pressure back they'd both fall. It surprised her, yet didn't surprise her, that Julian would want to go back to the party even though he probably felt like crap.

Hitame shook her head. She put a hand on his shoulder and pushed herself away a bit, hoping he was okay enough to stay up without support. She kept her hand near him, just in case. He ended up agreeing to go to the hospital wing, but wanted her to lie about what happened and why he felt sick. Obviously, Hit frowned at the request, but she couldn't do anything about it.

Plus, they might get in trouble for the party.

Hit sighed. "Alright fine. But we should go now, so you can come back quickly." She added.

"Oh and by the way, I would've brought you to the hospital wing even if you'd resisted."

[Evander Yaxley]

Evander could feel his eye twitching.

This game was going to be the death of him, he swore it. He looked around, from person to person, at the group. He started to wish he hadn't tried to keep Cronis' temper down and let him go off and do whatever he wanted. Maybe followed him too because now he he was stuck in a situation that would end in his embarrassment.

Cronis' lips curled into a smirk and Evander knew exactly why.

He'd always kept things like that to himself, even when his brother hounded him for some kind of revelation. Now, though, Evander would have no choice but to tell him (and everyone else.)

"C'mon Evan, why?" He asked with an eyebrow raised.

"You first." Evander retorted.

"Like that's going to make me bad down. It's not even a question." He glanced at everyone else, almost like he was choosing someone there to say the name of. But why? Evander knew he thought about Hit like that. Was he going to try to hide it now?

"Molly." Cronis answered with a shrug. Evander blinked.

What?

"Er.." he really didn't want to play. "Hit." He smiled at his brother. He was sure Hit wouldn't mind if she found out.

[Charlotte Waldorf]

Charlotte

She was sure that one word echoed for a long time after saying. All color left her face but only to became almost immediately red as never before. He said her name. He really did. She wasn't good. This was the moment where she would probably faint or do something really stupid.
Well, that was the reason why parties exist, to make fool of herself, right?

She looked at him for only one second, she wasn't even sure if he noticed but the thing she was sure about was the fact he looked like he was putting all strenght he had to not look at her.

"I need another drink, Margo?" she looked at other Ravenclaw mutely asking for help. She needed the drink but she wasn't able to force her legs to start making moves.

[Christian Zabini]

Christian turned sharply when Clytemnestra spoke, his eyebrows lifting towards his hairline. "What do you-?" He paused mid-question, mouth closing slowly as understanding dawned on his face. She looked positively affronted, perhaps even offended.

Now he could've taken that as a heavy dose of confidence that he could not measure up to. But instead, a sense of discomfort and maybe even guilt curled in his chest. Did Lux... like him? Merlin help then both, if she did. He couldn't imagine what would've drawn her to him, but he hardly knew the seventh year well enough to feel like he could make some kind of decision about her. Not in that light.

"I-" Christian shook his head. Charlotte spoke, and he just shut his mouth, giving up. Nothing he could say would make this less uncomfortable.

[Molly Weasley]

Molly was still trying to figure out what to do, if there was anything to be done. Instinct told her to just leave, pick a different corner of the party, get quietly trashed on her own and forget another holiday with the help of Jack and Jose. But something kept her rooted and if she were a little more willing to trust her own intentions, she might have recognized the sensation for what it was.

Loyalty.

She shifted, moving along the outer circle slightly as she tried to catch Margo's eye, when her own name suddenly distracted her. Her eyes flicked over towards Cronis, her eyebrow quirking ever so slightly. As far as she could tell, Cronis had never seemed particularly partial to her.

To each their own, she supposed.

Charlotte asked for another drink and Molly shifted back, reaching out to grab Charlotte's arm. "Come on, Charlotte, I'll go with you."

"No, it's fine," Margo said, reaching for a nearby bottle. "Besides, once Belby answers, the boys need to think up a dar for the girls." She grinned around at the girls, saying, "Because we won't chicken out like they did."

"Margo," Molly said, "Charlotte-"

"Can choose for herself," Margo finished, holding the bottle out to Waldorf. She offered the girl a warm smile along with the bottle as Molly's hand fell away.

[Julian Kapur]

Hitame released him and though he wavered on the spot, he managed to stay upright. Things were coming in more clearly now. Her face wasn't swimming, at least, and her words seemed to penetrate fully into his mind, rather than with that echo-y dissonant quality that had obstructed Clair and Apollo's voices.

It was like he had lost time. He could remember his interaction with Violet, but it was as if it were all under water, and he certainly couldn't discern what he had been thinking or feeling at any particular part of their conversation. She had leaned in, she had suggested they leave the party. Shit, of course he would have jumped at the chance to have some privacy with Violet Archeron, but how had he ever reached the conclusion that that was what she wanted? And why would he leave the party, just when it was getting good, just when he was getting some positive attention, all on his own merit? (Mostly his own merit?)

He managed a bit of a bemused grin. "Of course you would have, crazy." He smiled before flinging an arm around her shoulders.

"Now carry me."

Yep, he was feeling a bit more like his old self.

((Julian and Hitame oooout))

[Cronis Yaxley]

Clearly, he hadn't meant for Molly's name to be the one that came out of his mouth but he'd changed his mind at the last minute. He wasn't sure he wanted everyone else to know he'd thought of Hit like that (except everyone had probably already seen his advances toward her in an attempt to show affection).

If looks could kill, Evander would be dead by now given the death glare he was being given by his brother. He definitely had not appreciated Evander saying he'd thought of her like that. It irked him further to see the unusual smirk on his twin's face. Cronis scoffed, reaching for a drink to calm himself down.

He was going to get him for that.

Not that Evander was scared of him.

Cronis raised an eyebrow at the scenerio with Zabini, Waldorf and Lux. He thought it was amusing that Lux seemed offended by Christian's answer, though he couldn't say it was a bad one. Charlotte was attractive, he'd give her that.

"Alright Belby, you're up." Cronis turned to Ezra.

[Charlotte Waldorf]

"Molly" redhead Ravenclaw said that almost as begging but still she reached her hand and grab bother Margo was offering to her.
"I think I can't force my legs to start moving" she whispered and took one big sip from the bottle.

"I don't know if it was because of shock, but I think I am a little bit drunk as well" she looked at Molly carefully so she can avoid looking at Christian.
She felt really bad.
Alcohol started ruining every rational thought in her mind and just like that, she started laughing.
"Christian that was the good one, I almost believed you!" she shook her head and looked at Margo.

"Okay, let's do that, boys, give your worst."

[Cassiopeia Cheshire]

Cassiopeia did take sips from her drink. She didn't really have nothing else to do. She heard the question for boys and did even listen to their answers for it. She kind of was glad that someone didn't think of her like that. She wasn't into boys that much anyways and probably no one here didn't know it even. Girl sighed.

"Not sure really," Ezra said there and looked around him. "Cassiopeia," he said then one name. It wasn't really true but no one doesn't have to know it really. So they can continue with this game. He didn't really wanna drink alcohol here right now for sure.