You Are Cordially Invited to the Yule Ball!

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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

[canemstellam]

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.

[timenssecundus]

"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."

[canemstellam]

"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."

[timenssecundus]

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.

[canemstellam]

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?"