Who: Ang & Wayne What: Dancing lessons! Where: Her office When: After class Rating: PG
Truthfully, Angelina was excited. She had no idea if this crossed any teacher/student bounds, but Ang couldn't come up with any reason why it would. She herself hadn't danced in a while, and Ang was looking forwards to the ball for that reason amongst many others. Dancing and dressed up was fun! Angelina's favourite had always been masquerade balls, although she'd only been to one in her life.
Looking around, Ang was satisfied with her office. By pushing all the furniture to the walls, there was actually quite a bit of space. Her desk was cluttered with plays and schedules she was working on, and the walls were cluttered with pictures. Angelina had never been the cleanest girl, but today her office was presentable. Ang couldn't understand people who constantly cleaned!
Sitting on the edge of her desk, Ang checked her watch. If Wayne came straight from class, he should be here any minute. Angelina had nothing but time, and this would be refreshing from constant quidditch. Not that Ang would ever complain, but she knew better than to let quidditch overrun her life!