Mandy and Evelyn and Open
Evie was already irritated with her mask. Either she had charmed it wrong, or it was some spell in the Great Hall, because though she tried to wear it on her forehead for the time being, it kept snapping down rather painfully over her eyes. Apparently Burbage thought it very important for students not to know who was who. Then again, she was not the best in Charms and the mask’s lack of cooperation could have easily been her own fault. Sighing with defeat, she pushed the mask (black with peacock feathers) over her face.
I should have asked Justin to help with that too, she thought, though she was grateful he had rid most of the Snape-esque quality of her dress. It was simple enough, black with purple and green hues like the feathers on her mask.
As Evie stood in the Great Hall amidst couples and groups, she realized that not coming on her own would have saved her the awkwardness of the past ten minutes. As she scanned the room, she noticed a girl peering at other people as if trying to guess who was who. After a moment Evelyn recognized her and called over the music, “Mandy!”
She made her way over, smiling, rather relieved to find someone. “Dateless too? More fun this way, I’d like to think,” she said, and then added, “Your dress is gorgeous, by the way!”
(Read comments)
Post a comment in response:
scribbld is part of the horse.13 network
Design by Jimmy B.
Logo created by
hitsuzen.
Scribbld System Status