Re: Riona&Gilderoy
Gilderoy rose from the couch, setting his half empty glass onto the cabinet upside them, and took hold of Riona's hand. He was younger then her, however he had grown a fair amount over the summer, and found that her hand almost matched his own, their height fairly similar.
It was a comforting notion.
Gilderoy's appearance was everything to him, from his carefully placed curls, right down to his stunning dress robes and polished shoes. Dancing with an older girl had seemed frightening at first thought--what if she were a whole head taller then him?
That just wouldn't do. With Riona though, he realized that was not a worry, not really, and continued to smile.
"Certainly." He said, moving from the couch, and towards the door, holding her hand just as he had been long ago instructed by his mother.