Cecily Rambolt
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The majestic doors opened with an enormous gust of wind, unearthing the sumptuously decorated Great Hall. It was once more time for the annual Yule Ball where students and faculty alike would gather to celebrate friendships old and new. And to try, the blonde haired woman smirked, to sneak a kiss beneath the many glittering mistletoe. She trailed fingers coated with clear varnish and tiny hand painted snowflakes along the satin tablecloths. Everything was as she had remembered it and yet it held a dash of mystery; yet unnamed and unidentified. Memories coalesced within the sharpened mind, the short golden curls left unpinned upon her head bounced with each step.
Trestle tables absent from the cavernous room were replaced with many round tables; tonight promoted unity and good will toward fellow men and women. There would be no separation of houses by the Headperson this e'en. Refreshments would appear along the tables lining a wall and the dance floor was polished to sheen so high so as to appear mirror-like. Something that made the lithe green eyed woman laugh aloud; perhaps this batch of young men wouldn't think of catching a peek beneath ruffled skirts. Her own ice blue strapless dress trailed the floor behind her.
The time drew near, the shuffling of feet approached behind her and soon the Great Hall was near filled to the brim. Turning, Cecily Zhefarovich, diamonds glittering from her ears, approached the podium for the first time that school year. A smile graced her glossed lips, a mischievous light shined from her green eyes and a laugh, both infectious and slightly naughty, slipped past her naked throat.
"Welcome young ones! I am very pleased to be among you tonight for this year's annual Yule Ball. In case it hadn't already run it's course through the rumor mill," she smirked, thinking of the magazine that had once been distributed through the school. "I have been placed as your Headmistress once more. Now, enough of silly announcements...have fun, be safe and try not to spike the punch this year." Laughing, Cecily left the podium and sought out a certain silver eyed professor.
Trestle tables absent from the cavernous room were replaced with many round tables; tonight promoted unity and good will toward fellow men and women. There would be no separation of houses by the Headperson this e'en. Refreshments would appear along the tables lining a wall and the dance floor was polished to sheen so high so as to appear mirror-like. Something that made the lithe green eyed woman laugh aloud; perhaps this batch of young men wouldn't think of catching a peek beneath ruffled skirts. Her own ice blue strapless dress trailed the floor behind her.
The time drew near, the shuffling of feet approached behind her and soon the Great Hall was near filled to the brim. Turning, Cecily Zhefarovich, diamonds glittering from her ears, approached the podium for the first time that school year. A smile graced her glossed lips, a mischievous light shined from her green eyes and a laugh, both infectious and slightly naughty, slipped past her naked throat.
"Welcome young ones! I am very pleased to be among you tonight for this year's annual Yule Ball. In case it hadn't already run it's course through the rumor mill," she smirked, thinking of the magazine that had once been distributed through the school. "I have been placed as your Headmistress once more. Now, enough of silly announcements...have fun, be safe and try not to spike the punch this year." Laughing, Cecily left the podium and sought out a certain silver eyed professor.
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