Ruby Robins (laal) wrote in acciogoblet, @ 2013-01-05 19:04:00 |
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Ruby took a swig of her butterbeer, thinking that even though there were still hours to go until midnight, she’d be happy if the ball ended then and there. To be fair, she wasn’t having an awful time. Dinner had certainly been fun -- picking an item from the menu was a refreshing change from the usual banquet style of Hogwarts events. And of course, Ruby had been in good company. But once the dancing started... that’s when she really felt like a third wheel, and even if Ava and Jules were acting like they wanted her around, she felt awkward. So she’d pretended she needed a drink, and now here she was, hiding out by the refreshments table. Alone. Olivia Jorgensen didn’t need a date to have a good time, everyone knew that. She wore the shortest, sequiniest dress with highest heels and swaggered through the Great Hall like she owned the place. She wished they could have had something a little stronger than a butterbeer, what were they? Children? That was ridiculous, but she wasn’t going to raise a fuss, that wasn’t her way. That girl looked alone and sort of sad, that wasn’t cool, not at a ball on Christmas. She didn’t think anyone deserved to be alone at Christmas. “What’s going on darling?” She sauntered up next to her at the refreshment table and looked at her out of the corner of her eye. Ruby wasn’t expecting to be approached, least of all by a near stranger, so Olivia’s sudden appearance startled her. “Oh, er, I’m just...” Sulking? Watching my two best friends have fun without me? Kind of wishing I had a date to this stupid ball? None of those were things that Ruby wanted to say out loud, so she decided to keep it vague. “It’s complicated. My friends... are dancing. And I’m not.” Ruby finally lifted her eyes from the spot of floor she’d been examining and looked at Olivia. And once she looked, she couldn’t stop. If the girl was shorter than Ruby, how in the world were her legs so long? And the sparkles on that dress... Ruby felt awfully plain in comparison, in her simple and sensible dress robes. “You could easily remedy that, by dancing.” She raised a very groomed eyebrow at this girl in a very sensible dress robe, what was that about? This was a ball and she was dateless, now was the time to let her hair down. She wanted to take her hair down and adjust her robe to show a little more skin or something. “You should me take your hair down, put some lipstick on, maybe something red with your skin tone.” Olivia always wore red lipstick, it was attention grabbing like she was. She always entered a room and made an impression, because why not? She was young and pretty and she liked the attention. The girl was young and pretty and deserved attention too. Ruby and Ava had spent a ridiculous amount of time coaxing their hair into updos, but Ruby undid it all in a matter of seconds by Vanishing her hair pins with a wave of her wand. She ran a hand through her hair, shaking out the waves. “Do with it what you will.” She laughed, suddenly feeling much freer than she had just moments ago. “I’m Ruby, by the way.” “See, that is much better darling, you have perfectly pretty hair.” She reached over and shook her hair out, setting the waves free. That’s how you wore your hair to a ball. She reached into her bag, the one with the brass knuckles on top and pulled out a tube of true red lipstick,the kind that 40s film stars wore. She could put on lipstick blind folded and drunk, putting it on another person was easy. Ruby looked looser, less buttoned up. “That is more like it.” She admired her handiwork. “I’m Olivia.” This could be a fun night, there was nothing helping a good girl go bad. “So, let’s go dance?” Ruby responded askingly. She no longer wanted the ball to end, but she wanted to stay by Olivia’s side, otherwise the lonely feeling might come back. Anyway, the Weird Sisters were playing faster songs now than they had been when they opened the ball. This was music that Ruby knew how to dance to. And she was pretty sure that Olivia could dance to it even better, even in those ridiculous heels she was wearing. “Now that sounds like a plan darling.” Olivia loved to dance, she could pretty much move to any music with a beat. She could tell this girl felt like a third wheel, people with dates, boring, tend to do that to you. That’s why she never took a date anywhere and never ended up alone at the end of the night. She moved her lanky body easily to the beat, Olivia was one of those people who moved effortlessly to the beat, never forced, it had to just flow through her. She looked over at Ruby and her, she was trying and that was good enough. “See? Isn’t this loads better?” She asked her as she shimmied to the beat. An excited relief washed over Ruby when Olivia agreed to dance with her. The “darling” thing had sounded a bit condescending the first time, but now it was cute and playful. Or maybe that was just Ruby’s mood shifting. She smiled widely while she moved to the music, feeling a little self-conscious at first but soon hitting her stride. She nodded at Oliva’s question, then tossed her hair and dance, dance, danced, without even thinking about where Ava and Jules were right then. Ruby was adorable, Olivia could admit that much. A little uptight at first and definitely more of a good girl than she was used to, but she probably could use the good influence every so often. Or someone she could help loosen up and have some fun, both were actually appealing to her to be perfectly honest. She was someone who could roll with the punches and go where the night took her, that was part of her charm. “Do you want to find somewhere quieter? To talk?” She asked her with a sly sort of smile, by talk, she meant snog. By this point they’d been dancing for a while, so Ruby was more than happy to take a break. “I’ve heard the decorations outside are pretty impressive.” She could use a bit of fresh air, too. “It might be cold, though,” she added as an afterthought, frowning as it occurred to her. [INCOMPLETE...] |