ALester heard the mutterings of a party arouond the grounds... He was not your typical partygoer, but he felt there might be more to this get together than met the eye; and gatecrashing was dark fun. He knew all about the Room of Requirement, what good witch didn't? He double checked his attire, skin tight leather pants black, of course, and a button down shirt worn open halfway down his chest. It was dusky purple with silver threading through it. He had on Daemonia boots which laced up to a few inches of his knee and were studded with silver and crossed with chains. Over it all were his customary black robes to conceal the outfit until he reached his destination, he was wearing most of his usual attire outside of classes so even if he were to be stopped he wouldn't appear out of the ordinary. His black hair was gelled and combed over one eye and he had dark liner on making his silvery turquoise eyes shine in the dim light of the corridor--both were stark contrast to his pale skin. He made the required passes in front of the door and waited for it to open and he stepped through. Two of the girls inside he recognized immediately from classes, the others well... whatever. He stepped into the room with a smirk on his lips and a devil may care attitude. He had high expectatiopns for the evening and he hoped not to be disappointed.