Ben hadn't been sure about coming to the party, not after Ronan had been so injured just a few days ago. But, Ronan had seemed to want to come, and Ben couldn't deny that the few Malfoy parties he'd been to in the past had been spectacular. Far fancier than he was used to, but a fantastic time nonetheless. And since he didn't work on Thursday nights, he'd thought they might as well have a good time.
Plus, Ronan looked fantastic in his dark charcoal robes, and if he didn't know that his side was still hurting him they'd never have made it out of the house. As it was, he was having a difficult time keeping his hands to himself. He was becoming a master of control this week. It was a very different experience.
His own robes were a dark purple, a nice compliment to Ronan's. They were fitted and rather modern, and made his arse look edible. All in all, he thought they made a striking couple. However, neither of their robes held a candle to the ones Dumbledore was wearing. He almost wished he'd thought of the charmed fireworks himself, it was a brilliant idea.
Never one to be shy, even in face of one of the most famous and powerful wizards in history, he moved them towards Dumbledore with a blindingly bright, cheerful grin. "Your robes are fantastic," he said as soon as they were close enough. "Do you mind if I ask the spell you used for the fireworks?" He had an idea to use them on the backdrop if the band ever got a live gig somewhere. He could possibly charm them to go off in time with the music, which would be especially brilliant.