From the moment Grail had met Devon, he knew she was mischievous - it had always been amusing to him, but that was back before she started pulling
him into her scheming. It was a strange thing, being thrown at another person just because a mutual friend thought they might 'hit it off'. He loved the redhead like a sister (he sure as fuck loved her more than his
actual sister), but if this whole thing went awry, he knew he was going to somehow be held completely responsible and he'd never hear the end of it. Letting out a sigh, Grail stood in front of the mirror and adjusted his tie, frowning at his own reflection.
He hated wearing
dress robes, but when he decided he looked presentable enough, he swiped his hand through his hair before grabbing his wand, apparating to the ballroom where the event was being held.
Of all the places in the world, Devon had to choose a
ball as their first meeting place? He had seen her at the wedding, seeing how they were both in the bridal party, but at the time he had been with Cassandra; it was also his best friend's wedding so he had been quite drunk, so it was understandable that he didn't remember all too much about the Quidditch player. He only knew about her career based on what he had gotten from Darren about her, his one unbiased source of information. The son of a bitch laughed when he told him his wife had practically
bought them for each other by donating money for their tickets.
He almost laughed when she told him to meet her friend at the top of the stairs, like this was some sort of fairy tail. She then proceeded to punch him in the arm (quite hard, too) and tell him that he better not be late, or leave her standing there. Again, she used the threat of death.
He arrived on time, and took a moment to scan the area. It took him a moment, but eventually his eyes focused in on the stunning brunette in the blush colored dress. He took in a deep breath before releasing it as a decompressing exhale, making his way towards her. When he was close enough, he offered her a smirk; she looked nervous.
"Scarlett, right?"
