The Winter Solstice/Dining Room

The Dining Area Exclusive Hogwarts Party hosted by Arabella Belfrey

The dining area is a stunning array of various purples and blues, tying the whole Winter Solstice theme together. Here you will find refreshments like punch (it has been spiked with alcohol), water and soda. If you are feeling peckish, a menu of delicious and quite decadent meals have been placed at each table. A waitress or waiter will be with you shortly. The Dining Area The Dance Winter Wonderland Gazebo Star Bright Gardens Hall of Lanterns

Menu

Potato Leek Soup with Amaretto Creme Fraiche
Asiago-Truffle Mac n' Cheese
Risotto Stuffed Peppers (Vegetarian/Vegan)
Chocolate Lava Cake
Hot Chocolate & Toppings (whip cream, marshmallows, mint shot, cinnamon sticks and crushed candy-cane bits)

Archive

• Archive 1

Roleplay

Rain and Ezra

「 RAIN 」— “you can't save anyone, you can only love them.”

「 Age 」
23 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Unspeakably fangirling

「 Relationship 」
uwu

Bri's gone off somewhere she can't see. Rain's glued to her chair. The sounds of chatter, she's sure, will soon put a drill to her ears and bore the hell out of her. She's only here because Bri is and Jackson insisted she take some time off. The bloke's a gift to the world, all bias aside, but she's 9/10 sure he shooed them out of their apartment so he could go and celebrate, ah, more warmly to his core. She sighs. While the table she's taken is far far far away in the land of Oz zoned from the others, it's kind of impossible to miss her. Whatever dress she's wearing is an eyecatcher the way it spins its different textures into a reflector of the blues and reds and purples running amok. It isn't anything like what most are wearing and could have turned into a total catastrophe on the wrong person... but again, Jackson Heights aka her second favorite living F-boi in the whole wide world (the first is her brother dearest, of course) approved and told her to go channel her inner F-girl. She had politely told him to go suck on his newest bed bud but had taken his advice anyway. She wasn't the one who'd spent all her life using impossibly expensive brands as freaking rags. The hoop earrings were already hurting her ears by the time she and Bri had arrived. They'd been quickly displaced into the orange purse (₩54,000. What the hell Jackson? Who pays that for a purse???) that she'd been paired with. She studies her feet critically, although the action's unwarranted. The shoes are okay and have taken up the task of being understated where the rest of her is not. Tangling her fingers through her now fluffy hair, she hopes the music changes soon. She'd kill for some hard rock or EDM right now.

Message Me • 09:30, December 1, 2017 (UTC)

Ezra Gyeong - seventh year slytherin ♕ durmstrang transfer - "I hope that you like the stars that I stole for you." Message Me - Ezra had escaped the bustle of the dance floor by making his way down the hall of lanterns, narrowly missing various couples that had correlated there. In retrospect, he understood the romance of the dimly light path with twinkling lanterns and maybe he might have even brought a young lady there at some point but he digressed. His fingers habitually ran through long locks of black hair, the tattoos that lined his face and most visible (and non-visble) parts of his skin drawing attention for the younger Hogwarts students that hadn't already seen him in the halls. The boy didn't seem to be all that moved by the unwanted attention and chose to ignore it as he glanced around the proximity for an unoccupied table before attempting to make his way around Rain. "Excuse me," he interrupted her politely and slipped the smoke that was placed behind his ear from earlier into his back pocket temporarily, carefully trying to weave around the girl. Some people don't like the idea of tobacco, Ez. But before he found a seat to slip into, he peered at her curiously. Was she alone? Ezra cleared his throat and turned, a friendly smile curving the corner of his mouth. "I didn't realize this party was going to be so fancy," he admitted and gestured to his mix between casual and formal attire. "Most people are dressed to the nines." He winced slightly at the idea of being rendered an outcast so early into his transfer, "I don't look like an idiot or anything, do I?" His eyes widened considerably, his mind reeling as he fussed over the state of his attire.

「 RAIN 」— “you can't save anyone, you can only love them.”

「 Age 」
23 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Unspeakably fangirling

「 Relationship 」
uwu

Her wide eyes snap up to meet the stranger's. The expression doesn't click with how her face is stereotypically set like one people would attribute to a villainess, RBF and scowl and all. Rain had sat further back into her chair with a start. "Uhh..." She ends up focusing on his tattoos to push herself out of the zone and decode what he'd been saying. Something about clothes. "I'd have come in jeans and a tee, serious, but I have friends, well, friends who insist feeling good about yourself includes more expensive additions to your wardrobe and, yeah." At this point, stammering through her sentences is hardly something she cares to fix. "I mean, unless you plan to reform yourself to be among The Hashtag So Posh and Amaaaaazing Elite," she draws it out partly for comedic effect and partly to show her opinion of those people, "you don't have to worry. They're judgmental little shits, from what I know. Everyone's too busy on, you know, forgetting their own faults." Despite the cuts and overall awkwardness in her words, her sincerity is unmistakable. She flips the purse flap, open close click.

Message Me • 10:24, December 1, 2017 (UTC)

Ezra Gyeong - seventh year slytherin ♕ durmstrang transfer - "I hope that you like the stars that I stole for you." Message Me - Ezra's inherited nefarious grin came to light as he let out a chuckle, the force of the exhale allowing strands of his hair to move enough to reveal a tattoo below his right eye. His appearance was definitely bizarre in comparison to most of the Hogwarts student body but it didn't come as a complete surprise. Ezra was seventeen and absolutely covered in tattoos, making him appear at least five years older than he really was. A simple illusion, really. He even had a small hold hoop through his nose, barely noticeable but still relevant feature. "The elites, hm?" he inquired with a hint of amusement, "am I'm diving into a real-life Mean Girls?" After a moment, he glanced around awkwardly and then gestured to the spare chair at Rain's table in a form of asking permission to sit, his eyes revealing a ripple of weakness upon the realization that more people were staring at him like he had two heads. "Do I have something on my face?" he tossed abrasively and tilted his head when the people looked away in response. Ezra chuckled lowly at his own sense of dry humor.

「 RAIN 」— “you can't save anyone, you can only love them.”

「 Age 」
23 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Unspeakably fangirling

「 Relationship 」
uwu

"Not gonna lie, I've never watched Mean Girls. Glad I'm not surrounded by the almighty-so-above-Muggles pureblooded, at least." His grin is infectious, friendly. She has an impossible time supressing her own. "I've heard of Pink Wednesdays and Regina George. Maybe that's why they're staring at you. Not enough pink. Forget that it's Friday and there's your solution." She coughs out a laugh at both of their jokes and nods at his gesture. He seems harmless enough. His age would've been totally invisible to her if it weren't for his words. Peer pressure doesn't work on the well hardened. "You know, screw the whole don't ask a woman her age if she asks you for yours. That's sexist. Mind if I ask, or uh, guess?" She plows on anyway. "Tattoos. Still bothered by people staring, meaning you're not too used to it. Max, you're twenty. But something tells me there's no way. Why else go to a party so out of one's comfort zone? Expanding your horizons, or stuffy familial obligations, according to every TV series I've seen." Yep, she's feeling the embarrassment creeping up but sets it aside for now. She'll regret everything later.

Message Me • 22:29, December 1, 2017 (UTC)

Ezra Gyeong - seventh year slytherin ♕ durmstrang transfer - "I hope that you like the stars that I stole for you." Message Me - He gratefully took a seat and leaned his back into the chair with an exhale that moved strands hair that hung in his face. "Well, looks like I'm either going to have to go shopping or throw all my white clothing in the washer with one of my mum's red shirts," he said with a hearty chuckle, the idea of it definitely bringing him some amusement. He knew his mum would find it funny too. "As a woman, I am offended-" he teased and then offered a grin, her guess causing him to snicker. "I wish - I'm only seventeen." His eyes soon located some of the tattoos that were attempting to escape beneath his dress attire. "My tattoos were done illegally when I was in Japan - you can only imagine the shit I endured in South Korea from the elders." He shrugged his shoulders casually and ordered a mac n' cheese when the waiter came by. "Honestly? I never really cared about the stares until now - I'm trying to be a better person for my mum." The boy took a sip from the glass of water that had been placed before him. "Sounds lame, right? But she means a lot to me and has sacrificed so much so I could have a good, normal life. I just want to be better for her."

「 RAIN 」— “you can't save anyone, you can only love them.”

「 Age 」
23 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Unspeakably fangirling

「 Relationship 」
uwu

Ah. She hadn't been far off. "Becoming a better person for someone doesn't mean you have to seek everyone else's approval too," she states, raising both eyebrows at him. "It's not lame, I did the same thing." She picks at the collar, or lack thereof, of her dress absemtmindedly. "So... you're a momma's bad boy?" Her teasing smile makes it unclear whether she meant it to be a jab or not. The low laugh that follows erases any assumed malice. "Oh, boo, a lot of elders are sucky conservatives." She wrinkles her nose then winces apologetically. "Uh, no offence. Not from Korea. Good thing too, from what I've seen there, I'd have gone insane." The waiter prompts a shake of her head from her, while she accepts the offer of punch. In the process of raising her glass from the table, she exposes the coruscating tattoo on her left wrist. By no means is a single tattoo as overt as her companion's fond collection, but its imitation of a disco ball isn't very dress code either. "I'm seventeen too. Any clues on how to adult?" She dips her pinky into the bev expectantly. The nail polish retains its nude color. "Yep. It's spiked. One day, I'd like to attend a party that doesn't get everyone drunk or high."

Message Me • 10:39, December 3, 2017 (UTC)

Ezra Gyeong - seventh year slytherin ♕ durmstrang transfer - "I hope that you like the stars that I stole for you." Message Me - "Essentially," he said and plucked what appeared to be an olive from a crystal dish on the table and popped it into his mouth, looking thoughtful as his tattooed fingers combed back stray dark hair. "I'm not seeking their approval," he said with a look of mild amusement, his dark eyes glistening with something hidden. "I just feel weirded out by the staring. I get that a fully tattooed teen would be concerning though," he pointed out and grinned up at the waiter when his dish arrived. He peered at Rain and picked up an expensive fork but brandished it like it was nothing, carefully jutting it out to make a point, "all I learned how to do was apply for a loan." Ezra offered an impish grin in response and took a bite of the mac and cheese, trying to stifle his surprise at how amazing it actually tasted. "Also - that's a cool party trick. Is your nail polish charmed or is that a new invention?" After a momemt or two of goofy grinning, he took another bite and swallowed before speaking again. "Am I going to read your name in the Prophet when we graduate?"

「 RAIN 」— “you can't save anyone, you can only love them.”

「 Age 」
23 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Unspeakably fangirling

「 Relationship 」
uwu

"Honestly sounded and looked like you did," Rain says with a genuine 'woah' in her tone. "Like, you should really have expected that when you went and made your body into a mural." She frowns and ducks her head in abashed apology. "That sounded kinda rude. Sorry. And damn, glad I'm not far behind, I guess? The taxes were killing me." The brandished fork makes her dodge to the left with a snort. "Way to make a point." She takes a hefty gulp of the punch and winces unappreciatively. "Charmed. But they've probably invented it too somewhere." His goofy expressions are not boding well on her Keep Calm routine and she can't help but grin back. "Why would my name be in the Pro-" Her eyes squint in outright confusion before it dawns on her. "Wait- Are you asking for it, you dork?"

Message Me • 15:31, December 4, 2017 (UTC)

Ezra Gyeong - seventh year slytherin ♕ durmstrang transfer - "I hope that you like the stars that I stole for you." Message Me - Ezra's smirk never ceased to cause ripple effects, which only brought him more amusement and bigger grins. He liked this girl. She was genuinely good company. He took another large bite of the noodles and cheese that fought back against his fork with a look of intense concentration and tried not to roll his eyes at the burst of flavor. "Do you think I could order 50 more of these and then just have them packaged to go?" he inquired and then looked thoughtful for a moment, his mind running wild. "But then I'd have to clear our the large freezer in the basement and oh my god I swear we have a poltergeist-" he rambled on before trying to pull himself back to her comments. "You're going to get famous with your charms and forget all us little people," he teased lightheartedly.

「 RAIN 」— “you can't save anyone, you can only love them.”

「 Age 」
23 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Unspeakably fangirling

「 Relationship 」
uwu

Rain claps a hand over the lower part of her face, obviously fighting back the snorts and giggles. His foodsexual behavior reminds her too much of her Yisol. "One, what charms? Two, aw, you're a huge softie for food. School authorities are all probably like, put food in front of this boy and he's tamed," she teases right back. "There goes your image." Unable to hold the laughter in any longer, she succumbs to the chortling, air-sucking kind. "Or you could like, hire whoever's catering to cook for you. How will you eat fifty in one da- Actually, no, I'm not even going to challenge that."

Message Me • 03:27, December 5, 2017 (UTC)

Ezra Gyeong - seventh year slytherin ♕ durmstrang transfer - "I hope that you like the stars that I stole for you." Message Me - Ezra chuckled in response to her failed attempts to stifle laughter, his dark eyes gleaming brightly as he took another hearty bite, allowing his attention to slip from the meal to her. "You could make that charm for your nails a thing - patent it and get famous and forget about this foodsexual," he stated teasingly and then appeared to be actually considering stealing the chef. "Do you think I can go to Azkaban for stealing a chef to make me mac n cheese? I wonder if I could hide them in my closet from my mum - she'd feel cheated that I'm getting another to cook my meals" he suddenly asked, trying to capture either another laugh from Rain or a smile. "That's a good idea because I don't know how to refuse a challenge anf the last time I agreed to eat a huge quantity of food... Well, let's just say I hate tacos now."

「 RAIN 」— “you can't save anyone, you can only love them.”

「 Age 」
23 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Unspeakably fangirling

「 Relationship 」
uwu

"Ohhhhh." Rain nods, more than a little tempted to cringe at her brain disconnect. "Now that you say that, really, kind of, good idea." Her sheepish words fade back into barely contained hysterics at his antics. "I don't know what the sentence is for kidnapping. Fell asleep for that lecture," she scrapes out. "Oh my God, you're a riot." She figures any more punch would impair her judgment, waaaaay too much, so she nudges the glass away from her. "Dude, damn. I've never had tacos. My mum liked them but-" Oh right. Red zone. She drops the sentence off. "Is it really that good?" She points at the mac n cheese still left on his plate.

Message Me • 07:48, December 7, 2017 (UTC)

Ezra Gyeong - seventh year slytherin ♕ durmstrang transfer - "I hope that you like the stars that I stole for you." Message Me - Ezra found her small misunderstanding quite cute and allowed an affectionate smile to play along his lips as his dark eyes stole glances of Rain between bites, his head slightly tilted in a way that reminded most of a curious puppy. "Tacos were good to me once," he admitted and shrugged his shoulders. "Wait - you haven't ever had a taco?" he asked with a look of surprise, his brows lifting to excentuate the point. "Well shit. Now I'm definitely going to kidnap you during school and take you to grab some tacos," he countered with a lighthearted grin. "Yes," he rushed excitedly and slid the dish toward her. "Wanna' have a taste?" The boy presented her with a free fork that had not been touched. "Warning; It might change your life."

「 RAIN 」— “you can't save anyone, you can only love them.”

「 Age 」
23 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Unspeakably fangirling

「 Relationship 」
uwu

"I'm a really, really, really picky eater and I made it a point to hate almost everything my parents wanted me to try." She pushes back some of the bangs getting all up in her face. "That included tacos. I'm down for detention worthy excursions as long as they're worth it. Here's hoping you and the tacos live up to the hype." Levi's voice pops up in her head, reminding her why he could never see her as a prefect, and she grins even wider. His puppy excitement evokes more snorts of laughter from her; those tattoos of his are nakakapeke talaga. "Oh, great, I do need a life change anyway. Leggo," she declares before taking the forkful. She chews for a few seconds, eyes closed for dramatic effect. They pop open in surprise a few seconds later as she swallows. "Okay, you weren't kidding. My taste buds agree with someone else's for once. This is hella."

Message Me • 20:36, December 8, 2017 (UTC)

Ezra Gyeong - seventh year slytherin ♕ durmstrang transfer - "I hope that you like the stars that I stole for you." Message Me - Ezra dispelled a hearty snicker as he leaned forward on his elbows, completely disregarding the old-fashion method of manners for a more modern flare. "So you agree - we should kidnap the chef?" The boy folded his hands neatly in front of him as if ready to make a serious adult-like business deal, "and I think I might have the perfect place to keep them." He drummed a subconsciously beat against the marble floor with his dress shoe as his grin was directed toward her. "Would locking a person in the basement to benefit from mac n' cheese throw off my moral compass?"

「 RAIN 」— “you can't save anyone, you can only love them.”

「 Age 」
23 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Unspeakably fangirling

「 Relationship 」
uwu

"Ah, curses. I'm not dressed for the occasion." A smirk quirks at the depression between the farthest edges of her lips, one that swiftly gives way to more laughter. "I advise stealing someone else's compass after the deed is done, or else you'd be stuck with a broken one." She steals another morsel of the dish that probably would make crime rates chart higher than they ever had.

Message Me • 16:48, December 10, 2017 (UTC)

Ezra Gyeong - seventh year slytherin ♕ durmstrang transfer - "I hope that you like the stars that I stole for you." Message Me - Ezra ordered another mac n' cheese for the pair to share and even added some fresh drinks and a chocolate lava cake to the order for them to enjoy. He watched Rain with a grin, glad to see the girl opening up. He was like the master of elicting openness. Or so he liked to believe. "I suppose I could do that but that would start a cycle of having to steal new compasses to replace the ones I keep breaking." He took a sip of the beverage a waiter set down, moving some plates to make room for their new meal. "This is definitely spiked with rum," he noted with a chuckle.

Lei and Ethan

Ethan Burke - Fifth year Hufflepuff student • a real keeper - "Dare to defy." Message Me - 18:00, November 30, 2017 (UTC) Like Lei, he didn't have anyone to interact with. Ricky hadn't even bothered to show up, so he was in the search for someone - anyone - to interact with. Seeing the girl with the curly hair on her own, he decides to pick up two cups of hot chocolate. He went all out, as they both had whipped cream, marshmallows, cinnamon sticks and a mint shot. The candy cane bits were too much. He approaches her and places a cup on the table, with a charming grin on his face. "Hello," he says. "I couldn't help but notice you were on your own. You looked kind of lonely and bored, so... I just wanted to pass by and say hi. I brought you a cup, too, and I promise it's not drugged. Just a mint shot," he vows, with light laughter.

Ethan Burke - Fifth year Hufflepuff student • a real keeper - "Dare to defy." Message Me - 17:27, December 1, 2017 (UTC) "It's not stupid. I just have one of those faces, I reckon. It is glad to hear I'm the one exception, however," Ethan grins, cheeky and reassuring all in one. He gestures at the seat empty to her left, and asks, "Would you mind if I joined you?"

Ethan Burke - Fifth year Hufflepuff student • a real keeper - "Dare to defy." Message Me - 22:51, December 1, 2017 (UTC) He grins and takes a seat, with his loaded cup of hot chocolate placed on the table right in front of him. At her question, he nods. "Yeah. A mate of mine didn't show up like I'd anticipated," he says, clearly a little too bummed out for someone who'd been expecting just a friend. Hearing her little merp, he cracks a merry smile. Adorable.

Ethan Burke - Fifth year Hufflepuff student • a real keeper - "Dare to defy." Message Me - 00:39, December 3, 2017 (UTC) "Hey, I'm just being an outstanding citizen," Ethan chuckles and lifts his hands, in a manner akin to defensive. He knows he made the right choice instantly: this girl seems lighthearted and fun to talk to. "I'm Ethan, by the way. Ethan Burke. Fifth year Hufflepuff student."

Ethan Burke - Fifth year Hufflepuff student • a real keeper - "Dare to defy." Message Me - 23:01, December 5, 2017 (UTC) "Aleina, huh?" He tests out, smiling as he does so. "It sounds exotic. Are you by any chance the kid of someone from outside the country? Or does it have a more local meaning?"