I want to go to the party, thought James Wake as he passed the grotesque tapestry about the dancing trolls. Of all the vile objects to place in the halls of Hogwarts, they chose Barnum's disastrous attempt to make trolls do ballet?
I want to go to the party, he thought again, passing the tapestry for a second time. He gripped his wand, trying to cast his mind away from the thought of finally acting along the orders of his Squad. To be fair, he had no real intention to truly act upon the Imperium Squad's ideals. He needed to act along those lines. That was his job requirements, after all. It was exciting though. He never had a chance to really lash out at a student and nobody ever invited him to any parties. It seemed like the perfect chance to attend one.
I want to go to the party. The door materialized, and James shared a private smile, before balling his faux fist, and gripping his wand with his real one. Time to get to work.
James entered the party to find it quite lively. James was never one for loud music, preferring Chopin to Green Day, He began to slip through the crowd, asking around for people who had started the party. One name stuck out for James. Marianna Diggory.
There's only one "n" in her name, you know?
Shut up Blue.
There she is! Hit her with a good one!
James smirked slightly as he zeroed in on the crazy dancing girl. Who were the musicians? Nikki Granger and Derek Delacour. James made a mental note to mention them to the Headmaster. He stepped between the students, and tapped on Mariana's shoulder. Might as well give her a fighting chance.
"Hello Mariana Diggory," he said in the most threatening manner possible, his eyes taking the icy glare he usually reserved for those beneath his contempt. "Having fun yet?"
OOC: Frank, don't worry. I got you covered. If I'm allowed to, that is.