artist • dare to rattle the stars • dreamer
Artemisa was having the time of her life. She had spent some time with her housemates - an interesting spectacle mind you - and with her siblings. It was somewhere along the night that Misa decided that Hogwarts' Yule Ball was definitely a lot more fun and exciting compared to the annual Nightray Christmas Ball. For one thing, she could actually run around and have fun with lots of different people without facing repercussions. While she didn't know much about the going ons in the adult world back home, she did know that there had been lots of bad things being said, mostly because people whispered while she and Coco eavesdropped - not that grown-ups particularly cared since you know, they were kids. The Gryffindor didn't think that the grown-ups realized that being a kid had its benefits - particularly for gathering the latest gossip. In any case, since there were no stuck-up relatives or grumpy grown-ups nearby (the exceptions were the rare scary professors), Misa had been having the time of life. Now though, she was definitely hungry. And thirsty. So, she had left Coco and Roto dancing to grab food and had settled herself in one of the empty and slightly secluded tables that had been set-up. And so, the Gryffindor munched on cakes and fruit slices and drank fruit juice whilst watching the party still ongoing.