hogwartsexpressed | You Are Cordially Invited to the Yule Ball!

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!

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Remus couldn't stop looking at himself in the mirror. Not in admiration: in utmost anxiety. It wasn't the first time Sirius had lent him clothes. Remus couldn't be comfortable with Sirius or James buying him any, but the alternative (all he'd worn before they'd miraculously, illogically, supefyingly befriended him) were the ill-fitting hand-me-downs McGonagall could provide. But this… Though it fit just (apparently) "right", and probably objectively looked fine, Remus couldn't buy it. And surely no one else would, either. They'd see the ludicrousness, the fraudulence at once.

But, this once, he was in agreement with the plan. A few of his friends who were attracted to the same gender were too scared to be open about it, much less take such a date to a school dance. Which gave Remus and Sirius the idea of encouraging/objecting/rebelling by doing it themselves. Really, Sirius seemed to love driving the people who assumed he and Remus went that way, anyway, crazy. And Remus, frankly, had nothing to lose. …Really, Remus should possibly be more worried, from certain other parties, about being Sirius's date. But he wasn't. Just the suit thing.

"I'm coming, I swear," Remus managed to say, but not to say convincingly.

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Sirius had absolutely no problem attending the ball with Remus. In fact, he'd rather go with someone he knew he'd have fun with than someone he felt like he had to take. The icing on the Yule Ball cake was that if bringing Remus allowed their peers to invite and bring their dates of the same gender, then all the better. One of Sirius' favorite past times was absolutely driving their fellow students' crazy thinking they were dating. Besides, Remus was a great date.

He had finished dressing and styling his hair nearly fifteen minutes prior and stood in their dorm waiting to see Remus all dressed. Money and clothes didn't mean much to either James or himself and if they had their way, they'd treat Remus to an entire new wardrobe that suited him. But if they couldn't do that, insisting the wolf borrow their clothes was the next best thing. For the time being.

"Really Mooney, you told me that the last time," he said, walking over to the door that led to the restroom. He knocked on the door then opened it just a crack. "Come on, how does it look?"

Remus's eye blinked out at him through the crack. "Um… fine, probably. …I don't know. I never dress like this…"

Sirius debated with himself for just a second before opening the door and stepping through. "Remus - Moony, you look great," he said, stopping in front of him and looking the other man over. "That suit looks much better on you than it does me."

Did this mean that it would find its way permanently in Remus' closet later? It was likely.

"Well that's just patently untrue," said Remus, managing a companionable eyeroll. (Remus ascribed religiously to the idea that, of the two of them, Sirius was the only good-looking one.) He tried not to throw yet one more look over his shoulder into the mirror. He was fidgeting like he usually only did right before a full moon: the tics of being uncomfortable in his own skin. "But if you say so… I guess I'm ready to go."

"I am being completely serious, Moony. You look great," Sirius said, watching the other man with a smile. He also knew the other boy well enough to know that no matter what he said, it wouldn't change his opinion. Still, Sirius had made it his mission to tell him when he could.

"Then shall we? Prongs and Wormtail are downstairs."

Remus put back his shoulders. His fidgeting stopped. Focus. He had a mission, and nothing got him out of his own head like doing something for others. He turned fully, at last, to Sirius and crookedly grinned. "They taking bets on which professor faints first when we start to dance?" The only prediction Remus himself would make was that McGonagall would applaud and defend them.

Sirius' smile grew at the crooked grin on his friend's face and nodded. "Of course they are. They're hoping to make some good money from this," he said, his tone teasing. "Right now the bets are on Kettleburn or Babbling."

He quickly checked himself out in the mirror before offering his arm to Remus, because this was Sirius and he was going all in. "Shall we?"

You Are Cordially Invited to the Yule Ball!

4? (I force my headcanon here like whoa; can change any/all of it gladly!)

I'm 100% here for it! Sorry it took a bit to get back to it!

Yay!! <3

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