Party Rock in da houuuuuuse toniiiight

[sixbuckdropout]

WHO: Dean Winchester, Marshall Lee, anyone fourth year or older
TONE: Fun! It's a party.
RATING: PG-13 at most for language and shenanigans
WHEN: 8 September
WHERE: One of the unused classrooms
WHAT: Consider it a "we survived the first week of school" party
STATUS: On-going.

Dean and Marshall discussed throwing during the first weekend back at school. And guess what? They are. It was Dean's task to handle invites, which he did--to students in the fourth year and up, save for the Prefects and the Head Boy/Girl. The invites also instructed students to come to the party alone; groups of loud students would be suspicious! There are spells cast to make the classroom sound proof.

There's also an entrance fee of ten sickles. Seem a bit extreme? You're paying for quality. There's great music and a variety of alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks.



(OOC Note: Many of the Ravenclaws invites (with the exception of Tony's) insinuated that this was in fact a study session. Not a party. Surprise!)

Comments

[nobodyscrumpet]

I'm not a sweetheart. I've told you, It's Victoria.

[moveslikejaeger]

Like de queen! Und hyu must forgiff, my lady, iz zumting ov a habit. But Hy vill try chust for hyu.

[nobodyscrumpet]

'My lady'?

[She blushes again, glancing down again]

You really go out of your way, don't you. But thank you for promising to try.

[moveslikejaeger]

Vell, Hy iz a Gryffindor. [He winks, bowing to her once again, although this time, he takes her hand and presses a kiss to the back of it] Hy vould not be dere if Hy deedn't fancy myself a knight.

[nobodyscrumpet]

[She blushes more and just stutters as he kisses her hand. Sincerely at a loss as to what to do here.]

[moveslikejaeger]

[Blushing and stuttering is good, he likes that. But he should really probably stop before that stupid lizard thing comes up and starts whispering Jar of Hearts at him again.]

[So he takes a few steps backwards, maintaining his bow, letting her hand slide gently out of his]

Now, let uz see a smile, yes? A pritty gorl schould neffer be vitout a smile, Hy tink.

[nobodyscrumpet]

[She keeps blushing but manages to regain some of her normal pomp as she gives him something of a huff.]

Well then, you better go find a pretty girl to watch her smile then.

[moveslikejaeger]

But Hy haff! She iz standink right here vit her big green eyes, und flaxen hair, like vheat, und her pritty cheeks flushed soch a lovely shade of pink. All she's missink iz a smile!

[nobodyscrumpet]

Well, as awfully sentimental as that all sounds.


I do not smile for anyone. So you'll have to forgive me there.

Also, I am nothing of the sort.

[moveslikejaeger]

Iz a shame, den. Hy imagine de vorld iz missink a verra splendid ting.

Und hyu iz. Hy neffer lie to pritty gorls.

[nobodyscrumpet]

The world isn't missing a thing.

[She simply huffs again at Maxim insisting on her being pretty. Because really, she wasn't anything special.]