Wyatt & Alexis;; open

[Wyatt Moon]

'Of all people to be stuck with,' Wyatt silently commented to himself, having just exited his common room to find a group of Slytherins passing by. Even more terrible was the fact that they were all heading the same way, to the Great Hall for the ball. Wyatt usually did not have problems with other students, even Slytherins. But the group that he found himself traveling with happened to be seventh-years and were not his friends. But it seemed everyone was in a decent mood tonight and nobody put up a fuss on the way to the hall.

Once he was on his own in the hall, admiring all the beautiful decorations, Wyatt found himself running a hand nervously through his short hair, praying that his nerves hadn't changed the normally brown hair the fuschia it had once been when he was eight. He knew he'd never forgive himself if Alexis saw him with purple hair tonight. Remembering his Ravenclaw date, he began pushing through the crowds in search of her. When he didn't spot her, or any of his Hufflepuff friends, he resigned himself to dancing alone until someone showed up.