You Are Cordially Invited to the Yule Ball!

[xoxohogwarts]

The Yule Ball



How to play
① Tag in
② Go to RNG and roll 1-10. That's your scenario!
③ Tag around!
④ Have fun. :)

Cross-canon/canon/oc's are all welcome! Just note how your character has been invited to the ball or if they're a student! We welcome it all. ♥

Scenarios
① Ask Your Date to the Yule Ball - Invite that special someone or ask your best friend. There is nothing wrong with going as friends!
② Dress Shopping/Dress Robe Shopping - It's time to find that perfect outfit! Or have one mailed to you and ask someone to alter it for you if need be.
③ Getting Ready - It's time to get ready for the ball, do you feel that nervous flutter?
④ Picking Up Your Date - Go and pick up your date, the ball is about to start!
⑤ The First Dance - It's time for the first dance. Are you ready?
⑥ Refreshment Table - Let's hope someone no one spiked the punch! We're looking at you Marauders. We see that flask, Sirius...
⑦ The Courtyard - Need a break from dancing and people? We get that. Go into the courtyard and get a breath of fresh air. Just be sure no teacher catches you making out with your date.
⑧ Wardrobe Malfunction - The absolute worst timing, a wardrobe malfunction! What do you do?
⑨ Chaperone - Are you a chaperone for the evening? How'd you get stuck with that gig? Better make sure the Marauders aren't creating havoc or spiking the punch!
⑩ Free Choice - You know what, you do your thing!

Comments

hermione granger

[reparo]

[can be year 8 OR a different ball than one at hogwarts if you wanna go with adults OR she'll be a chaperone.]

We're absolutely going with adults. Also I rolled a 1, so you're getting it.

[plantdad]

There are situations in Neville's life when he knows something is going to be a godawful idea even before he does it - but he can't quite stop the momentum. It's like being on a train, and having your hand on the brake as you come closer and closer to a broken track. Could he hit the brake and stop everything? Technically yes, but the perspective of train wreck is too mesmerizing.

Speaking of train wrecks.

"So, you see, it's an tradition my nan has, and I normally try to stay in Hogwarts for Christmas, but I caved this year. It's like... It's a fun party, I promise. If you like parties, and I think you do. It's not as grand as the Yule Ball, no more than fifty people, but there is actual booze, so that helps. I thought it would be nicer to go with a friend. What do you say?" He lets out a shaky breath, then winces. "Fuck. It's like I haven't gained a single social skill since we were fourteen. Terrifying, really."

In his defense, he is kneeling in front of the fireplace in his Hogwarts office, his head floating in Hermione's living room, and he is really nervous. Which is ridiculous, because they are thirty years old, and way past the teenage drama of asking each other out. He just thought he'd invite his best friend to the Longbottom Boxing Day Reception, because it's a nice thing to do - and then he caught juvenile awkwardness from his students, and made everything weird.

"Do you think there is a chance you could pretend I asked you like a coherent person?"

fleur delacour

[beaubaton]

[i am VERY MUCH voice testing so i will tag anything]

10 because we do what we want.

[minhalilia]

It had been a surprise to Cassie when she'd received the invitation a few months prior inviting her (and all still living previous champions) to the Yule Ball. It was supposed to mark some kind of anniversary since the last Tournament and a time when everyone can honor those who didn't make it or otherwise couldn't be with them.

It was the first time something like this was offered and while Cassie can appreciate that they wanted to honor the fallen, she loathed to go. Unlike many... 99% of the rest of the participants, it wasn't something she had chosen herself to participate in. To go back, metaphorically speaking, and remember that nightmare of an experience hadn't been in her long-term plans. In fact, it was still something she was working through with her mind healer but that wasn't here nor there.

She had agreed though because, in the end, she still felt some sort of obligation to go and make an appearance. In the spur of the moment, she'd reached out to Fleur to see if she wanted to attend with her. She was thrilled when she accepted.

Standing there in the Grand Hall wearing a deep green dress and her hair all made up, she took a look around her and exhaled a breath. Turning to look at Fleur who was beautiful as ever, she confessed. "I still really don't want to be here."

lily evans

[lancifolium]

[ here for student aged shenanigans or aued as a professor for chaperoning fun ]

6 (and since this is Sirius, that's pretty fitting! - students?)

[canemstellam]

"If you're looking for the un-spiked punch, it's on the other side of the hall," Sirius said, coming up behind Lily. "James spiked this one first." And although they had thought that spiking both punch bowls was the best choice, his flask had been confiscated first much to his disappointment. Not that he didn't have some kind of backup flask in case something like that happened but he was keeping that one to himself for the time being.

Thinking and talking about spiked punch bowls was a good distraction from how beautiful Lily looked that evening. "Having fun so far?"

neville longbottom

[nev]

[ student or professor, whatever is clever ]

Chaperones sound so fun!

[baby_deer]

"So let me see if I get it right." Harry takes a good look at his dress robes, only vaguely terrified. They're probably not as uncomfortable as they look... but close enough.

"Our job is, number one, make sure that no one underage gets drunk and or pregnant before midnight. Number two, shoo them to their dorms at around midnight. Number three... Get to the after party and do shots with Flitwick?"

In hindsight, he should have known there would be an afterparty. He has no idea why he assumed there wouldn't be. But this is his first year teaching, and apparently he still has the capacity to be surprised.

bill weasley

[raresteaks]

[ voice testing, here for everything ]

9. les chaperons (but they are not le married) (or even le together)

[beaubaton]

Hogwarts is never going to stop feeling weird to her, even later. It was a strange enough experience to be living here while the Triwizard Tournament was going on, and perhaps even stranger to come back to help with the efforts after the end of the war, but one thing never changes: a castle full of hormonal teenagers at a ball?

Weird.

In Beauxbatons, they usually throw a similar party at the end of every school year, just a little something to allow the students to relax and unwind. In this school, it all feels much more...stuffy. You have the usual: the boys refusing to dance, the girls being upset about it, and the chaperones being at their wits' ends trying to keep students from spiking the punch.

This is the third time she has chased Ginevra and Luna away from the punch table with a warning glare now, and Fleur really, desperately needs a smoke.

"William," she says, stepping up to the young man who is supposed to be acting as chaperone with her. "If I step out into the courtyard for a few minutes, will you be able to cope on your own?" And then, a bit more wryly, "Because your sister keeps trying to spike the punch."

(another) hermione granger

[germione]

[ student or professor is cool with me ]

2. wow apparently i have feelings

[beaubaton]

She doesn't mean to eavesdrop, honest to Morgana. The curtains at Madam Malkins are extremely thin - maybe on purpose? Modistes love their gossip - and she is trying out the dress for the upcoming Yule Ball, when she hears a familiar voice.

There are four champions - though there should be only three - and the youngest of all, Harry Potter, he has a friend who is always around him. She reminds Fleur of this little busy bee, although not unkindly. Hermione Granger, she is called, and the girls in the Ravenclaw Tower have called her a few other unkind things, but Fleur has not seen any of the smug know-it-all attitude she is infamous for; she's decided long ago that the girls in Ravenclaw might just be jealous.

There is a degree of sympathy, and maybe even camaraderie - Hermione's good name has been dragged through the mud by a newspaper, of all things, and she is too young to be involved in this. In fact, she should not have to go through this at all - and Fleur knows a thing or two about people assuming things about you just based on your blood, or your looks, or your skills.

She knows what they say about her. That Beauxbatons is only participating in the Tournament because they need a third school, not because of talents; that she is the weaker link, because she is neither a Quidditch star, nor a golden boy, nor a Chosen One.

Anyway - bottom line - pardon her French: fuck them.

She isn't eavesdropping, but she hears Hermione Granger talking about the shade of her dress with Madame and Fleur pulls her curtain aside. "You look lovely, Hermione," she says, with a small smile, flinching at how she's probably managed to mangle up her name.

Cassie Potter (Fem!Harry)

[minhalilia]

[student/professor - whichever! Here for all the things.]

three!

[reparo]

Lavender and Parvati are giggling in the bedroom, presumably because they've figured out how to apply make-up with the help of a spell, and in the meantime, Hermione is having an existential crisis in the girls' bathroom.

Honestly maybe she is a fool, trying to straighten her hair and make an effort to actually look girly, so nobody who looks at her tonight will mutter about why on earth she is Viktor Krum's date, but she is not feeling so sure. Her dress feels itchy, and her hair feels...like it is a sneeze away from curling up again, wilder than before.

At least Cassie, with her last minute robes and her fairly last minute date, doesn't seem to be faring any better, and it's almost...uplifting?

Until Hermione spots the dress, a gorgeous thing in green that makes Cassie's eyes stand out brilliantly, and she feels a churn of envy and something else.

"You look brilliant..."

Harry Potter (Slytherin!AU)

[coreofaphoenix]

[ He still may not be the best dancer but here you go! Student/Professor/Special Guest - here for it all.]

8, sorry your mum chaperoned

[lancifolium]

"Harry," Lily hissed at the back of Harry's head from over by the wall. She hoped, quite desperately that he wouldn't turn and be too happy to see her. While she thought it was wonderful that her son was likely to call her over to say hello to whomever he was near, at present she needed him to walk over and save her night, subtly.

There had been a rip in an awkward place and while it would be the easiest thing in the world to mend with magic it was not a simple manner of twisting oneself around to see the rip to perform the spell.

Uncertain if she was being loud enough and wanting nothing more than to do the opposite Lily grimaced slightly, cleared her throat, and tried again.

"Harry, Harry James." Lily knew it was terrible, to use a child's middle name on them in public, and at a ball of all things, she hoped one day he would understand the dire straits she was in and forgive her.

Sirius Black

[canemstellam]

[Feels very called out but here for the said shenanigans. Students... or, Merlin forbid, as a chaperone.]

6, but make it marauder era

[reparo]

Let's make one thing very clear: nobody asked Hermione to chaperone, and even if they had she is a student herself, and does not qualify as one as it stands. But it's a matter of principle, in this particular case, because she can see Black lurking by the refreshment table with a look on his face that spells trouble, and she will be damned if she is forced to deal with her dormmates drunk and giggly tonight.

"Don't even think about it," she hisses, manifesting at his side, like a curse.

Andromeda Black/Tonks

[dromedablack]

[Student but could be a chaperone. Open to all the things!]

10! post ball!

[tedward]

He couldn't believe the luck of it. Despite the fact that when it had come down to the moment of truth Ted hadn't mustered up the courage to ask Andromeda to the ball, far too convinced that the influence of her sisters would see her turning him down, she'd still spoken with him, and danced with him, and, by some miracle had consented to let him walk her back down to the Slytherin dungeon as the night wound down to its conclusion.

There were still a few minutes left of the ball and because of that, the corridors were still deserted, save for the odd instance when he was certain he could hear two people fumbling in a shadowy alcove here and there.

"You looked really pretty tonight; I don't know if I said." He, in fact, had said, at least twice before then - something Ted remembered far too late to stop himself from fawning over her a third time.

Eldrine Abernathy (OC)

[eldrineabernathy]

[ Here for any of it. m/f or f/f]

10. i made her to play f/f and thats what imma do

[beaubaton]

"Oh, thank gods," she mutters, sneaking behind a tall shrubbery, out of the line of sight of the chaperones and the press, to take a deep breath. This dress is insufferably tight, and she has felt more glares at the back of her head in the past hour than in seven years of school.

What is wrong with the women in this school? Who has hurt them so - who has been so terrible that they have become accustomed to being such...little bitches to other women? It's sad and it's disappointing, and Fleur is very tired already.

She has a packet of cigarettes in the pocket of her dress, which she spells back up to normal size, and with a low level Incendio, one is lit and she takes a deep drag. Thank gods Gabrielle isn't here, the little love. She would likely lecture Fleur about how bad these are for her health.

"But better for my nerves," she mutters to herself, and with a dry laugh takes another drag.

alina starkov (grishaverse)

[solmate]

[ some variant of harry potter au! era can be anywhere from trio or something closer to the founders era or anywhere in between. definitely an older student or young faculty or teaching assistant?? maybe visiting from a Grisha academy in Ravka/fantasy Russia which is maybe more alchemy than spells based. i'm flexible!! ]

ALCHEMY YOU SAY (6)

[reparo]

She's fairly sure that nobody has spiked the punch (this time), because she has been keeping an eye on it. Either way, she is very thirsty and it's worth the risk - because she is thirsty.

Now if she can just get around the person standing next to the bowl to get a glass...

Or, bollocks, she'll just summon it into her hand. "Hello, sorry about that. Coming through."

Tony Stark (AU!Professor, ofc)

[vanity_fair]

( Quick summary here, Tony is the scion of two American wizard families, rumored to be a former MoM!Unspeakable, now Muggle Studies Prof, here to chaperone. He might be mildly regretting that decision...

Just don't burn the place down. )

9 - Maybe paired up for the evening to chaperone? Both regretting their decisions no doubt!

[dromedablack]

One of the last things Andromeda had expected was to be asked to assist chaperone the Yule Ball but it wasn't long before she realized why. They truly needed all the help they could get. She remembered being a teenager, of course, but had they been just as bad as Fred and George Weasley? As soon as she considered it she remembered that, of course they were. Sirius was her cousin and he had been an absolute mess.

She walked up to Professor Stark after keeping the twins from spiking the punch for the third time that evening. "Next time, it's your turn," she said with a shake of her head. "I wonder if it'd be easier to keep students from making out in the courtyard than keeping them from spiking the punch bowl."

Draca Malfoy

[dracabelles]

(student, though open for professor/chaperone things as well)

Draco Malfoy

[circumpolar]

(typically played post school au and getting his life back together. open to both school years and professor/chaperone shenanigans)

1 (OH MERLIN THIS MAY BE AWKWARD - IDK if their friends right now that turn more or dating)

[minhalilia]

Cassie sat in the Slytherin Common Room and tapped her foot, debating on when to ask Draco. She knew he could wait for someone to ask her (and she had been approached a couple of times) but she really wanted to go with someone else. Someone she knew could be a fun date during the evening, even if it was platonic.

And perhaps she wanted to ask him first before Pansy or Daphne did.

She glanced up from her Potions essay and shot a look at him. "So, do you have a date already, Draco?"

Seamus Finnegan

[canbringitdown]

[As is obvious, played as post school adult. Up for chaperone or professor - or go with your free choice and have it be post yule ball sneaking out to the magical tattoo parlor he and dean run lol]

9 - the worst chaperones to ever chaperone

[artisticwizard]

"They really must be hard up if they asked us of all alumni to chaperone this shindig," Dean said, handing Seamus a drink as he came to stand next to the other man. "I wouldn't call us the most responsible adults. Especially you," he teased him, pressing a kiss to the man's cheek. "You know, they should feel so lucky, it's usually a busy night for us."

They had come a long way since their days at Hogwarts. Opening up a magical tattoo parlor for not only those wanting a tattoo but specifically to help cover the dark mark was at the top of the list. Right next to or under his deepening relationship with Seamus. "How many students do you think we'll have to keep from spiking the punch or adding some sort of edible brownie to the offerings?"

Regulus Black

[royal_venant]

[ Could be student or adult, all via AU. HMU and we can discuss the AU of our dreams. ]

9 for side b :*

[lancifolium]

Lily finished an impromptu round of the dance floor perimeter after departing having caught sight of two sets of dress robes disappearing out of one of the side exits. "You were right," she muttered as she stopped beside him, crossing her arms over her chest.

"It was those sixth years. The Ravenclaw and the black-haired Hufflepuff," She looked at him and sighed heavily. "You win this round, I'll get up to start the coffee tomorrow."

When they had been students all those years back Regulus had given Lily her fair share of teasing over her duties as prefect, and how she was in charge of policing and utterly ruining her classmate's fun. That he now joined her on the fun police brigade was somewhat amusing to Lily, though she supposed he'd had little say in the matter as a member of the faculty.

She looked out over the crowd of students and squinted towards a cluster of Gryffindor girls, nudging Regulus's side with her elbow. "What'd you reckon? My money's on a flask or a poorly behaved date, and that's the support team come to do damage control."

ted tonks

[tedward]

[ student or chaperone! very much voice testing! ]

John Constantine (au'd into this verse obvi!)

[hellraizer]

[Hi I'm new and was invited here by Chel! This journal is for student age John Constantine, a Gryffindor student majoring Defense Against the Dark Arts with specialties in Defense Pyromancy and countering Necromancy. But not to be an auror, gross. He... doesn't really have plans. Maybe that music career will take off.]

LET'S. DO. THIS. 1

[lancifolium]

It wasn't that she had to have a date or anything, it wasn't even that she wanted a date it was just that she kind of did. Because John was weird, in a good way, he wanted big things for his life just like she did, and he made her laugh, without being outwardly disgusting as it seemed most of the male student body was prone to do.

All of it formed a fairly solid argument as far as Lily Evans was concerned, and as such the afternoon found her hanging around the courtyard, visions of essay deadlines dancing in her head as she idly toed the cobblestone, waiting for John to turn up.

At the first hint of his voice her head lifted and she cleared her throat, squaring her shoulders as she crossed the courtyard to fall into step beside him, determined to buckle down and handle the situation as boldy as she could.

"Have you found a date for the ball yet?"

John Constantine (same au, just older)

[inconstantly]

[Just here volunteering as a chaperone at his alma mater because he was promised unlimited time with the punch bowl. Not at all a professor, but now a wizardry world private detective.]

Severus Snape

[bitterasphodels]

[ Very much the wet blanket that does not like this nonsense. Student or chaperone is fine by me! ]

Remus Lupin 🌙

[alunarphase]

[look he's shy af]