A little pleased with herself, Holiday rose from her seat and joined her fellow students by the stage. The nervous, almost excited anticipation was thick in the air...making the girl’s heart miss beats, and look forward to what is to come. It isn’t often that Gryffindors and Slytherins can engage in duels against one another… seeing as how they are watched constantly, twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week.<br/><br/><i>Oh? ‘An announcement at tonight’s dinner?’ I wonder what that is all about…</i>Holiday’s smaller, more delicate hand slipped into the proffered hand of her professor, using its strength to hoist the young witch up onto the stage. Light reflected off fiery red, bringing out tones of honey, ivory, gold and bronze hiding within the proverbial flames. Those mesmerizing, bewitching green eyes cast a glance over the students, a smile playing over her lips soon enough.<i>This is definitely going to be fun… I can’t wait to get started…</i>Mischief sparkling within the green depths now, Holiday placed both hands upon her hips, thrusting her chin forward and looking very much like the proud Gryffindor she was.<br/><br/>“I will duel that arrogant Slytherin over there, the one who thinks himself above everyone else!” Holiday declared, indicating Fior with a wave of her hand. While she doesn’t know his name, not right off the top of her head, she didn’t need to know it in order to indicate who was going to be her dueling partner. A few rogue strands of red fell against her cheeks, bringing out the color of her eyes, and the soft, almost rosy pink that decided to dust along the delicate skin. “Professor, would that be alright?” Holiday asked next, directing this next question towards the man standing next to her.