Kavi and Oliver
Kavi was here, mainly because it was his birthday. He had dressed up as Tutankhamun this year. His white robe like garment had blue covering. The head piece was the hardest to wear, besides the eyeliner. His eyes had stopped watering and he wondered how girls did this every day. He had been afraid he would gouge his eyes out.
He sat at one of the table, not really doing anything but watching people as they danced and talked. He was leaning on his hand and wandering if he would get to see Oliver tonight. He tried not to think about him, but it was too hard. Oliver was kind and gentle, he never pushed Kavi to accept what he was. He wondered what the hufflepuff would wear tonight.