Scorpius had spent hours to get all tarted up for the party. He was in England for a few days, before going to Paris for the new Fall collection shows. He had been booked for both women and men's shows. The magazines were already calling him the Face of the Year. With that reputation, he couldn't possibly show up in England looking like every other pureblood.
He had picked a pink robe, tight on top with side satin button and a very Japanese look. The waist was highlighted but a matching sating belt, and the bottom part went down to the floor with a straight line and a side slit that went up to his upper thigh. He had picked low heels since he was already tall enough.
Scorpius walked down the manor, trying to reach the hallway when he got dizzy. He slowly reopened his eyes and the night and turned into morning, and the manor had turned into... "Excuse, beg your pardon." Walking in heels out here was not as easy as it sounded. "Could you tell me what's going on? Why am I at Hogwarts?" If he got here, then the Headmistress must have done something. No other way for him to arrive here with the anti-apparition jinx.