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Lizzie Parker-Taylor

🦁energetic🦁confident🦁 . 🦁kaikōura kea beater🦁
 
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OOC First Name
Rowan
Blood Status
Mixed Blood
Relationship Status
Married
Sexual Orientation
Daisy ) ( Lesbian
Wand
Curly 14 Inch Sturdy Maple Wand with Erumpent Hide Core
Age
4/2030 (31)
Part of Lizzie still didn't really believe that her time at Hogwarts was over. She had really graduated, with work and adulthood stretching out into the rest of her future. Lizzie knew she was lucky to love the job her parents had given her in the family business, and lucky that the professional tryouts she had been to had gone well so far. But while she was waiting to get things lined up for her future, there was nothing to be done but celebrate the past. Another party seemed like the perfect way to farewell seven years at Hogwarts, and to Lizzie's relief, her parents had agreed to shut down the lodge for a weekend away, leaving her and Caro free to invite as many friends over as they liked, and by Lizzie's reckoning, that made it open season.

She and Caro had spent the afternoon setting up the house ready for people to arrive, music playing on a radio in an area cleared out for dancing, tables of snacks and plenty of places to sit. Lizzie had gotten a few adult beverages for her own former classmates, and reminded Caro sternly that she and her classmates weren't old enough for them yet, a reprimand that Caro had rewarded with quite an impressive eye roll. To combat the winter cold, Lizzie had made sure there were plenty of heating charms keeping the inside of the lodge toasty warm, at odds with the frozen ski slopes outside. As the time rolled around, Lizzie felt ready. This might be the last time ever she and her former classmates were all together at the same time, and she was determined to end her seven years of schooling with a bang.

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This thread is open to any new 6th years, up to anyone who graduated in 2047! You don't have to be friends with Lizzie or Caro, feel free to just show up! Characters over the age of 17 as of the start of this thread are allowed to drink alcohol, but keep in mind that underage drinking without approval is against board rules, so please keep all characters 16 and under sober. Otherwise have fun, cause drama, whatever! Check the plot dev thread if you want more info :)
 
Caro really didn’t know how to feel about today. She had looked forward to Lizzie leaving Hogwarts for so long, but part of her had been strangely, deeply upset attending her sister’s graduation. Now she had a chance to be seen on her own, to make a mark on Hogwarts that wasn’t just Lizzie’s Sister, but… there was something frightening about that. Having Lizzie around to take up the spotlight had been comforting, in a way, and Caro didn’t want to admit that if she remained unpopular now, there would be nobody left to blame but herself.

It was easier to ignore that thought when Lizzie was still here, taking up the spotlight even after graduating. The last party that the two of them had thrown together had been seen as ‘Lizzie’s Party’, she was sure of it, and Lizzie hadn’t even bothered to pretend this was anything other than her own victory lap. It was disgusting. But Caro wanted a party, wanted to let her hair down, so she had played along. She had bleached said hair even blonder this year, wondering if that would do anything for her image. There was no way to find out but to see how her classmates reacted, and Caro nibbled idly on a muffin as she waited for their guests to arrive.
 
While Amber had never liked Lizzie, she was determined to leave her Hogwarts rivalries in the past. They were more mature than that now, and they ought to act like it. The party Lizzie was hosting was like a blessing to Amber, one last Hogwarts-related thing to cling to. Amber had taken care to pick a stylish winter outfit, enjoying how it looked with her new haircut. She arrived with her sister, a smile on her face as she looked around. It seemed like they were a little early, but that was alright. Amber was slightly startled to see alcohol was served, but then remembered she was actually old enough to drink it, as were her classmates. She gave Sophie a look, but her sister rolled her eyes in a way that made it clear to Amber that she didn't even have to remind her she couldn't drink yet. Amber vaguely wondered when they had started to understand each other well enough not to need words.

Even if she didn't like the host, Amber knew it was only polite to say hello. So she left Sophie to mingle on her own and made her way to Lizzie. "Thanks for organizing this, it's very nice." She said, a fairly bland statement but one coming from a good place. She wanted to bury the hatchet a little, as long as Lizzie was willing to do so too. But she didn't linger with the Gryffindor for long, as she was sure the other girl had many guests to greet.
 
Odette had gone to Lizzie Taylor's last party, but that had been before they had been as fierce in their Quidditch rivalry as they were now. Or had been, before Lizzie graduated. But if the previous party was anything to go by, it would be difficult for Lizzie to even know she was there, as it was very busy. Odette was in the mood to party, feeling lately like she was on top of the world. Maria had given her something precious, something she wanted to think about all the time. Except for the times when she felt guilty about being happy, when she remembered her mother's disapproving face. But tonight wasn't the time to think about that. It was time to have fun at a party, with her girlfriend. Odette slipped in and stayed near the edges of the room, making her way over to the nearest snack table, grabbing herself a drink. She would be responsible, but this was also her first party as an adult. Surely she couldn't be expected not to drink a little. She took a sip, then looked around for any sign of Margo.
 
Going to a party where her friends were likely going to be made Rose a bit sad, but she also wanted to go. She was friends with Lizzie too, and by her side was one place Rose was sure she wouldn't run into Hayley. And where Hayley was, there was Harley. So if she stayed close to the party's host, Rose knew she would be safe. She was also one of the few soon-to-be seventh years that couldn't drink yet. That didn't bother her too much, but she hoped it wouldn't have her feeling left out at the end of the night. At least she could hang out with Kauri, as she knew he couldn't drink yet either. But she also wasn't entirely sure if he was coming. In her last letter to him she had mentioned the party, but she had only sent that out yesterday. A part of her hoped she would see him tonight, but there was a part of her that didn't want Harley and Hayley to see them together again, knowing they would judge her for liking him. Rose entered the party wearing a dress she had recently also worn for the Heta Omega party. Rose just liked it, and she didn't have that many chances to wear it. She was grateful for the warmth inside, and knew she definitely wasn't going to be leaving the party until she had to go home. The snow and cold outside weren't very inviting. "Lizzie!" She called, rushing over to her friend with a bright smile on her face. "Awesome party." She said, grinning.
 
Lizzie had never been one to hold much of a grudge, with one exception. She didn't know what it was, but everything Amber did had frustrated her, their entire time at school. All those years of irritation at how polished the Hufflepuff seemed trivial now though, and Lizzie greeted her with a cheerful smile. What point was there in holding on to silly grudges now that they were adults? "Hey, thanks!" She said brightly, returning Amber's smile. "Have fun, if you need anything lemme know!" Lizzie smiled, not surprised that Amber didn't linger. Even putting their past grievances aside, Lizzie had never had much in common with the former Head Girl, and she was glad not to have to make small talk.

Lizzie was glad to be distracted by someone she actually had plenty in common with, laughing as she caught the approaching Rose in a hug, spinning the prefect around quickly. "Rosieee!" She said happily, still grinning as she set Rose back down. "Thanks! I'm glad you came!" Lizzie smiled sincerely. Rose was one of the friends she would be sad to have less contact with now that she was out of school. Organising for Valentines together had been fantastic, and she was sad to leave so soon afterwards. Lizzie didn't want to dwell on her own graduation though, focusing on Rose. "Can you believe you're gonna be a seventh year? So weird!"
 
Although Vivian had heard chatter about parties from his classmates before, he had never in his life thought of himself as the type of person to attend one. The noise, the crowding, the rowdy behaviour, all of it struck him as deeply uncomfortable, and he didn't know what he would do with himself at a party. That all mattered less, though, with the state Vivian had found himself in. It didn't seem to matter how long had passed since his breakup with Hudson, he still felt terrible about the entire situation. He was furious with himself, and sitting around at home with nothing to do but ruminate on his wrongdoings was only making him feel sick. He hadn't told Mum or Gran anything that had happened, and there would never be any chance of talking to Ignacio, or any of his family. The Morales' were beginning to feel like familiar presences, as time continued to pass with Mum and Ignacio dating, but even if Vivian had felt close enough to any of them to actually talk about his situation, it wouldn't be an option. Ignacio and Marcos were both around at Hogwarts, and even if Flavio had graduated now, he still knew Tristan, and was altogether much too close to the situation to confide in.

No, there was nobody Vivian could confess to, as desperately as he wanted to. His mistakes were his own to bear. Even if he talked to Tristan, the one person who at least knew the full situation, Vivian knew he could expect little sympathy. Tristan had never been this affected by any of his own failed trysts, and Vivian doubted he would understand why Vivian was so upset. And so with talking to anyone ruled out as a way of dealing with his unhappiness, Vivian only had distraction to turn to. And nothing could be more distracting than the chaos of a party. Surely there would be something here to take his mind off his problems. 'Or someone...' The part of Vivian that had lived the last two years by the 'What would Tristan do?' mantra hadn't quite died yet, and even in the depths of his shame, Vivian couldn't help thinking it would be quite nice to kiss away his troubles, at least for a moment. With all those troubles in mind, it was easy for Vivian to forget that he had no idea what to actually do with himself at a party, lingering uncertainly in a corner with a cup full of juice as he simply surveyed the scene at first.
 
Margo was only allowed to go to Lizzie's party on the condition that she wouldn't drink. She was old enough, legally, but that didn't mean her mother was OK with it. She assured her mother there wasn't even going to be any alcohol (a blatant lie, but she got away with it - her mother hadn't been to many teenage parties), and decided she would just steer clear of the drink. It wasn't worth the risk.

Lizzie's house was the most amazing Margo had ever seen. She felt a pang of envy as she stepped through the door and looked around for Odette. It didn't take long to find her. As always, she looked stunningly beautiful, and perfectly dressed. Margo, meanwhile, was wearing a fluffy black jumper and jeans, though she had long stopped feeling self-conscious next to Odette. She knew her girlfriend was more beautiful than her, more popular, more clever, and it only made her happy to be around her. "Ooh, is that alcoholic?" she asked, peering into Odette's cup. "Just so you know, I am not carrying you home." Rising onto her tiptoes, she planted a quick kiss on Odette's lips.
 
Corrine patted down her skirt as she finished apparating, arriving at the familiar home of Lizzie Taylor. Out from the watchful, icy eyes of their instructor and away from the stress of exams, Corrine found herself to be quite capable at apparating well. It had been a fun discovery. The teen moved towards the door, eager for a fun night. She'd sent an owl to Cullen and hoped he'd show, but even if he didn't she planned for a good time. Lizzie's last party had been fun anyway, aside from the weird argument with Tristan.

Grabbing a cup, Corrine looked at her options. Her blue eyes widened when she saw the alcoholic beverages and she discreetly reached for some, forgetting for a moment that she was quite of age for a drink. It was only after that she read the label - Ulric the Great's Gin. Taking a sip, Corrine wrinkled her nose. This tasted nothing like the wine her parents had served at her belated birthday dinner. Turning to the crowd, Corrine looked around at who all had arrived. Surprisingly, a lot of her classmates were there. But she didn't go up to any of them yet. Instead, she took another sip of her drink, grimacing less, and just bopped her head to the beat of the music playing.
 
After complimenting Lizzie on the party, Amber waved at her and left her to mingle with her own friends. She ran a hand through her shorter hair, still getting used to the feeling of it. Amber didn't spot any of her freshly graduated friends yet, nor her girlfriend, which she was a bit sad about. But she did spot someone else she wouldn't mind catching up with, and she headed over to Corrine with a smile. She wouldn't keep the girl from catching up with her own friends if she wanted, but for now she seemed to be on her own. Amber let out a small laugh at the girl's face. "Not enjoying the drink?" She asked, gesturing to it lightly. "I haven't tried yet myself." She added, so Corrine wouldn't be too embarrassed. "How are you? Enjoying your break?"
 
Odette was still trying to stay out of Lizzie's sight, wondering if she had made the right choice of outfit. But it was a party, and if there was one chance to dress up it was during a party. Odette's face lit up the moment she saw Margo approaching, and immediately noticed how adorable she looked in her jumper. It also looked very soft, and Odette immediately wanted to snuggle into it. But she was at a teen party in public, so she knew she had to restrain herself from being overly cuddly. She did have somewhat of a reputation to uphold as the Slytherin Captain. Though to many of the graduates here, that wouldn't mean anything anymore. It was strange to think that would be her next year, but she was glad that she had another year at Hogwarts to complete first. "Hi, nice to see you too." She said, laughing at Margo's greeting. "It is. I'm only drinking one, I promise I'll be responsible." She said, smiling as Margo kissed her. She put an arm around her. "But you would carry me if you had to." She said confidently. "Except I'd probably be better off carrying you than the other way around, even if I were drunk." She teased.
 
Daisy was super excited for the party. There were going to be so many people there that she hadn't seen in a long time, but the only one she had really stayed in touch with - if one could even say that - was Lizzie. She thought there would be other people she'd keep in touch with, but she had been busy with her dog training, and enjoyed being at home with her mom, in the wilderness. But Daisy had received a rose from the girl, and it made her beam whenever she thought about it, so it was definitely time to return the favor.
Daisy had a rose in her hand when she entered the party, and was glad to spot Lizzie almost straight away. Though she was talking to someone, Daisy still ran over and jumped on the girl's back, holding the rose in front of Lizzie's face. "Welcome to the getting old club!" She exclaimed.
 
Kauri didn't think he had ever been to this kind of party before. He had heard about another party previously from his yearmates, but the atmosphere had been somewhat daunting. It was daunting still, for sure, but going to parties felt like an important part of the teenage experience, and something he didn't want to miss out on. Plus, this time there was someone Kauri wanted to see there. He knew he would miss spending time with Rose over the holidays, and didn't want to miss the opportunity to see her.

Caro and Lizzie's house was nothing like he had expected, and Kauri didn't think he had been anywhere like this before. He had to fight down the instinct to just spend his time staring out the window at the undisturbed snow, returning his focus to the reason he had come. Rose was busy talking to one of the hosts of the party, but when another girl distracted her, he saw an opportunity to step in. "Hi!" He said to Rose, grinning a little shyly. "You look nice..."
 
Rose was happy to stay close to Lizzie for now, as she already missed the older girl a lot. "I'm happy to be here!" She said as the girl caught her in a hug and spun her around. Rose laughed, though also thought it was kind of cool how easily Lizzie could pick her up. She supposed one needed to be strong to be a beater. "Noo don't remind me!" Rose said as Lizzie mentioned her seventh year. "I still feel like I'm a fourth year or something. How did this happen?" She was curious about what Lizzie would be doing now that she had graduated, but before she could ask an older girl ran up and jumped on Lizzie's back with a Rose. Rose took a step back with a giggle, then looked around. Rose wished she knew if her friends were planning to go to the party or not. Now turned her head to the door to see if they had arrived or not. Hayley didn't seem likely to go to Lizzie's party, but they also both enjoyed doing the unexpected and may see the whole thing as a challenge. But instead of her friends, she saw a more welcome sight. Rose beamed as she saw Kauri approached, and she stepped closer to him as he approached her. "Hi! You look nice as well." She said with a smile. "I wasn't sure if you would be here, but I'm happy to see you."
 
Tristan was unlikely to miss a party, even when he didn't really know the host that well. He mostly knew Lizzie through Jacob, and knew of her because of Quidditch. But the last party the girl had held had been pretty good, so Tristan had high hopes for this one. It would be his first party as an adult in the wizarding world, and his first chance at trying wizarding alcohol. He was also single, which meant the party gave him a good opportunity to get to know some people to potentially flirt with, though he had a feeling he would know most of the people there already. That feeling was confirmed the moment he stepped in and saw Kauri and Corrine, as well as a few of his classmates and the former head girl. He sighed softly and made his way over to the drinks and took a drink. He tried not to be too excited about drinking, but it was something he wanted to try. He took a sip, managing to control his face even as the sharp taste made him want to recoil. He vowed to take smaller sips from now on, and took another look at the people currently there. His heart skipped a beat as his eyes landed on someone he had somehow missed the first time. Vivian was here? He hadn't been at the last party, so Tristan hadn't expected to see him. He looked incredible, and even though he knew it was unwise, he was unable to look away for a moment. He noticed Vivian saw him looking and gave him a small smile and nod before looking away. It only took a few seconds for his eyes to stray back, however. It was hard to ignore him when he looked like this, and when it had been so long since they had kissed. He took a sip of his drink, and realized the burn was less bad to cope with now.
 
Parties were noisy and crowded and all the things Ainsley found the most stressful, but she had also been looking forward to this one immensely. It would be her last chance to really see all of her former classmates all together, to say goodbyes and make memories. School was really over, forever, and they were all about to enter the real world, become adults and forge their own paths. It was a lot to process, and Ainsley was relieved to have this last time to spend together, to have fun and make memories. Arriving at Lizzie's house, she quickly spotted Amber talking to another prefect and made a beeline for her, grinning nervously. "Hi." She said a little shyly, torn between not wanting to interrupt their conversation, and not wanting to hover alone with nobody to talk to.
 
If there was a party the blonde would be there. It would be another occasion to dress up more than just casual. And this was a goodbye to Hogwarts. Evelyn would want to throw a party herself but she was in the middle of a move to Paris. She and Lucas had decided to live there, since Evelyn had to travel a lot around the world and for now in France she had to be since it was an important city for fashion. And she was glad Lucas would want to come along with here. But that also ment that she would see her friends less she figured. But most of the friends had interest in fashion too so Evelyn hoped that their patchs will cross sooner or later. She was gonna search Fleur, Noemie and Amber for sure at the party Lizzie was throwing. The latest party she was on from Lizzie was when she and Lucas started speaking again, and looked at them now! The couple walked in together and Evelyn looked around to see if the girls that threw the party were close. She than noticed Lizzie and walked over to the girl. There were many people already in it seemed and Lizzie and Caro must be busy greeting everyone and all. '' Hi Lizzie. Thanks for having us. It's really nice to close off school like this. But strange also isn't it? But let's have a night to remember!'' Evelyn than said with a grin. And smiled at Lucas. She took Lucas his hand for a moment. '' I really want to find Amber, Noemie and Fleur. But first do you want something to drink?'' She than said and smiled at him.
 
Margo laughed, leaning into Odette's comforting warmth. She didn't really care if Odette got drunk - they were adults, now - yet she felt her respect for her girlfriend grow as she promised to be responsible. Margo's parents were always going to take a bit of getting used to the idea of Odette being her girlfriend, but it was made easier by the fact Odette was sensible, smart, and mature. "Umm, excuse you," she said, grinning. "I am so stronger than you! Honestly, I would slaughter you in an arm-wrestling competition any day."
 
"It's...strong" she admitted with a small laugh. Corrine hadn't realized she'd made a face until then, but it was obvious to her now that she had. She was glad that Amber didn't seem to be making fun of her, not that she'd expected her to. Amber wasn't that kind of person. "It hasn't been much of a break yet. I've just started working at Honeydukes" she explained with a smile. "How does it feel to be a graduate?" she asked, really quite curious about it. "Congratulations, by the way" she continued, giving a smile when Amber's girlfriend joined. Corrine didn't know her well but had seen the pair around. "You too" she added, though she wasn't entirely sure she'd been close enough to hear her offer her congratulations.
 
Lizzie laughed in response to Rose's comment, and had opened her mouth to say something in response, when all at once a weight was hitting her in the back. She caught the weight without thinking, only processing the voice that had accompanied it once she was holding the person on her back firmly. "DAISYYYYYY!" She said excitedly, eyes locking onto the rose in front of her face a moment later. She laughed at Daisy's comment, spinning around slightly with the older girl still on her back. "We're so ooooooolld!" Lizzie laughed before letting Daisy down, turning to face her with a bright grin. "Is that for me?"
 
"Just go." his father had said to him. "Even if you don't get into Hogwarts, it's still worth getting to know some of the locals who are your age. Just remember, no talk of the Scitorari. No talk of our beliefs on magic. It'll make things uncomfortable for us."

Such words had been weighing on Graydon's mind as he pondered his decision for the evening. To go to party or not. Every part of his outgoing, fun-loving side told him that he'd regret it if he didn't venture out. That if he didn't go and mingle, he'd be worse off for it. But the rational side; the side of him which he knew full well didn't deal well with disappointment? That part of him screamed to see reason and to stay in for the night. After all, what would he do if he didn't get accepted as a transfer for his last couple of years? Knowing full well that friends he had made were spending the year together away from him? That'd be a lot to tackle and to deal with.

After what seemed like an eternity, he found himself at a decision. Sitting on the end of his bed, he let out a sigh and looked at himself in the mirror; running a hand through his tattered hair and setting it in position so that he looked at least somewhat presentable. Standing to his feet, he donned the first thing he could find; pulling the jacket tightly over his shoulders and tucking his hair behind his ears. He flashed himself a semi-pleased smile, finally finding the courage to shuffle out of his room and downstairs, giving his father a wave.

"Remember; nothing about the Scitorari. Nothing about how we live." his father had called after him as he vanished out of the Manick Family Manor.

The brisk, winter air had stung at his cheeks as he headed on his way; his eyes assessing the building which the party was being held within. Hands pocketed, he closed the distance between the noise which echoed from within the confounds of the party, before finally, he was amongst it all. Music swirled around him interlaced with the sound of chatter and laughter. Everyone seemed to have someone that they knew; little cliques and buddy circles which served as an echoing reminder of how out of place he was.

He let out a breath of uneasiness, working his way through the crowds and offered friendly (and yet uncomfortable) smiles of greeting as he passed people by; people who graced him with looks of confusion as if to ask him what he was doing there without saying anything at all.

Finally, he reached a table with food and drinks - and as if to occupy himself - he shovelled a handful of finger food items into his mouth, following them with a deep and meaningful gulp of water to wash down the dry snacks he had thrown down his throat. Turning on his heels, he scanned the room. There had been no denying that the party had well and truly started by the time that he had arrived; something which had been his own fault due to his endless consideration on whether to even attend or not.

Though, amidst the crowds, he had noted one gentleman that had been standing on his lonesome - cornered away; eyes assessing the scene before him in a similar way to Graydon himself. He mustered a handful of sweets into his hand, wrapping them in a napkin and moving through the people before reaching his destination. The dark-haired gentleman had been no more than a meter or so from him now.
"Tell me to screw off if you're actually just trying to escape the hustle and bustle of the party, man. I just saw you over here looking about as comfortable as I felt over there." he signalled back towards the table, opening up the napkin and offered some of the sweets he had brought with him to Vivian, the boy he had yet to learn the name of. "I'm Graydon. I've come to buy your friendship with sweets." he chuckled, partly in jest.
 
Daisy was elated that Lizzie recognized her voice, even though it had been a year. Some things were easy to forget! She laughed loudly as Lizzie spun her around, grinning at the girl when she was placed down. Daisy held the rose out for Lizzie. "Of course it's for you! I was - over the mooon when you sent me one. It was so kind of you!" Daisy said enthusiastically. "It's obviously dead by now - I never really had a way with flowers - but I thought I'd get you one as well!" She grinned.
 
As the room filled up with classmates both familiar and unfamiliar Vivian kept to himself, just surveying the room for the moment. His heart clenched when he saw Tristan across the room, a rush of conflicting emotions filling him. He wanted to go to Tristan, to be near him and just forget all his problems, but what had once been an easy escape no longer felt so comforting. Vivian hadn't forgotten the sight of Tristan kissing that boy in the common room, or how hollow and insincere Tristan had sounded comforting him when Vivian had finally told him about Hudson. Vivian didn't know anymore whether Tristan had changed, or whether Vivian was simply seeing him in a new light, but his bones ached deeply for the comfort he used to feel when he saw the other boy.

As Vivian was still debating whether or not to approach Tristan, the choice was thankfully taken from him by the approach of an unfamiliar boy. Vivian studied his face as the boy spoke, trying to remember if they knew one another. He seemed entirely unfamiliar, but Vivian knew he had made so few connections with his schoolmates that they could all too easily have been sharing lessons for years without his notice. It was a relief when the boy introduced himself, and Vivian could abandon the mental struggle to remember if they knew one another. "Vivian." He responded, accepting one of the sweets with a small smile. "I... yeah. Parties aren't my... usual thing. What about you?" He asked, wondering how people like Tristan seemed to just know how to make small talk in situations like this. He was grateful for the company though, eyes lingering on Graydon's face for a moment.
 
November pushed her hair back behind her ears as she paused in front of the door. She knew she was meant to go in and have a happy night, that was what her Aunt wished her when she popped in with November to see her off for the evening. She was grateful for her Aunt, really she was a close friend to talk to and considering her own mother was so very far away her Aunt was also the older wiser woman she needed her in life. Things were not sitting right and she wasn't sure how to speak with Flavio anymore. It just felt all awkward and as though she was right about the distance that had been growing between them. Maybe the party would fix things? He was meant to come as well, and perhaps with it being the end of term he wouldn't be stressing over his grades, nothing he could do now to change them and she was certain he got O's across the board. Getting her courage up she opened the door and let herself in. She spotted Lizzie, someone she hasn't ever really spoken with and offered a polite smile as the girl seemed busy, but was the host. Looking around she spotted Ainsley looking as uncomfortable as she felt and quickly made her way to her friend and gave her a hug. "Crowded already it seems," she said glancing around at the large group that had gathered. She recognized most but hardly knew any names in the room.
 
Cullen was unsure how to enter the party when this older student was standing and blocking the door, he waited awkwardly and once she entered he moved slowly hoping she wouldn't look behind her and realize he'd been waiting at the door behind her to get in. He did not mind the waiting, after all she had seemed quite nervous but he knew Corrine was waiting for him and he wanted to see her. Making his way into the party he spotted where the drinks were located but then spotted Corrine talking to some students he did not know. "Honeydukes? You'll buy me sweets with your discount?" He asked coming up to Corrine. He wondered what comfort level she was with the two girls standing near her and hesitated slightly before kissing her on the side of the head. He had a smile on his face, though parties weren't normally his cup of tea he felt more comfortable knowing Corrine and a few of her friends that were slowly becoming his own as he got to know them more. He wondered if Vincent would show up, the one Slytherin he knew.
 

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