How exactly had she found herself the date of one Harry Potter for the evening? Alicia wasn't sure, but it all fell into the category of being unable to say no to Harry Potter. Perhaps it was partially a favor to her friend, but it was more than that. The charity ball seemed to mean a lot to eveyone. She couldn't disappoint her friends.
She had kept her promise to herself about boycotting gowns of any sort since the Yule Ball. Instead, Alicia chose a simple navy number. Simple silver heels, a single bangle, and a silver chain with a matching broomstick charm were seen fit to dress up the piece, but Alicia's steps in accessorizing ended there. Twisting her fingers around one of the already falling out loose curl, she turned her attention to Harry with a grin.
"Alright, alright. You made your point, Harry." Reaching over, she gave his cheek a light pinch. They weren't kids anymore, but he would never be too old for such a gesture. "Are we going to dance, or did you plan on standing about the place all night?"