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Octavius!
As per usual, she had been left to her own devices at a Spinnet-hosted event. Delilah had put forth a great effort to stay by Nora's side, but she had been distracted by something shiny/someone cute and vanished into the crowd. She had of course been wrangled into help setting up, leaving her only a short amount of time to get ready, but Nora thought she looked rather nice. If anything, her hair had stayed down from when she'd done it the night before.

The last thing she wanted was to have some quidditch bloke attack her, so Nora quickly made her way through the crowd and toward the secluded area that Charlie had roped off for Brookstanton and special guests. Being Delilah's best friend had some perks, so Nora figured she could eat the appetizers that had been left and kick off her shoes because they were absolutely killing her. She had promised Delilah she would make sure she got home (by herself), and that she would be there if there was hair to be held back in the loo.

It seemed like someone else had the same idea as her, but to Nora's amusement they were going about it in a strange way. Protruding from one of the tables that seemed to be carved into the walls was a pair of shoes, with two different colored socks. Nora knew only one person could have managed that, and would be here tonight, so she smiled and bent down to peer under the table.

"Octavius?" she said, hand holding onto the table to keep her balance. Her eyebrows were high, but now she was slightly concerned, "One man party down there?"