Parties alwasy made Harry feel like his robes were too tight around his neck and that bits of it had been infused with something that made his skin itch in annoying places. He supposed this was why he was always kind of late to arrive, hoping to be able to slip in without really being noticed so he could say he'd been there and then leave again.
Tonight was no exception. Harry stood right outside the open doors and pulled at his collar. Okay. It sounded merry in there and the people he'd seen were relaxed and happy. How bad could it be? He'd go in. Now.