Roxanne - 1
She'd lost track of time at work, so had arrived late to the party. Roxanne stepped through the doors, peering around the impressive room for a familiar face. It wouldn't take long. How far could she really go in this place without bumping into a relative, after all? Although maybe Theo or Savannah might be about...
She was barely halfway in when a scream rang through the room. A chilling, pained scream that lifted the hairs on the back of her neck. Roxanne couldn't see what or who had caused it, but it was like a switch. Suddenly people were running and shouting, spells and charms being sent in every direction. Hang on... were those birds?
She stumbled back, catching her heel on a step and falling as a lick of flame came dangerously close. But there was someone coming towards her, looking hurt, and Roxanne was quickly back on her feet, ignoring the ache of bruises already blooming as she grabbed a stumbling bystander and pulled them towards the door.