<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/DaV9rnm.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> <strong>Loveday Marley</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14656426#msg14656426)<br/><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff, 4th<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Halfblood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> Poplar with Thunderbird Feather core, 12"<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured (purple tank top, black thigh length flared skirt, fishnets, calf-high black flat boots)<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse -&gt; Dancefloor<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Let's get high and fuck shit up<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Crystal Method - Trip Like I Do (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VeQRO4fXOKk)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Rhys (briefly), Raynor (briefly), Addison &amp; Cai, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>She'd been skeptical to put it mildly, that this would be a party worth showing up to. What was the reason to come here and rub asses with a bunch of prats from other islands, when she could sit at the bar at the Hog's Head where everybody knew not to rub her ass? Well, most everybody.<br/><br/>Her eyes perked up a little as her boots crunched their way up to the door. The music at least sounded promising. Loud. Thumping. Two adjectives that suited her just fine no matter what they were describing, her eyebrows raised higher as she saw the bloody red decor. "Alright then." She nodded, her nod of agreement becoming one in time with the heavy beat, her hips already rocking to the pulsing bass. She tossed her leather jacket on the house elf, not sparing it a second glance.<br/><br/>She walked straight for the dancefloor. "Had ya pash nebby." She said, shoving a Gryffindor boy who made the foolish mistake of trying to cozy up to her aside as she strolled towards the source of the music.<br/><br/>"Hold up." She paused a girl with a tray that a couple interesting things on it. "Yeah, that'll do it." She said taking one of the pills she recognized. She held it up and grinned. "Fuck yeah." Nothing but the best at the Darley house, eh? It would take a bit to kick in, but the tingling would start and everything would be proper minty.<br/><br/>She glanced around briefly and saw two prime specimens of manhood squaring up. One she knew all too well, and wished she didn't or she might have thought him attractive for a moment. Rhys was so pretty until he opened his stupid mouth. The other, the other she didn't know at all, and she idly wondered if all the boys from whichever school he came from looked that good. Find out later, she reminded herself. She winked at Rhys as his eyes happened to come her way. "Making friends already Rhysy??" She called out mockingly to him.<br/><br/>"Hey, beard and muscles!" She shouted to Raynor, not that she knew his name, "Stop faking at being tough and come pick on someone who knows how to throw a punch." She grinned at the Dumstrang boy flirtatiously, running her tongue oh so subtly across the back of her lips as she glanced him up and down. Hey, everyone flirts different. She waved and turned to enter the crush of bodies on the dance floor. She didn't care much if either of the boys followed her or said anything back. She'd likely find them later and the "conversation" could continue.<br/><br/>She didn't have to push anyone aside to enter to press of bodies dancing. Those on the edges were still alert or timid enough to know that stepping aside for her was the less painful option. She didn't give them a second look as she eagerly stepped into the more hardcore group, letting the music carry her through a series of jarring gyrations that flowed from this sort of music. Loveday's superb athleticism made her a natural at this sort of dancing, she could go on all night and look confident, strong, and rather attractive to the right types doing it.<br/><br/>Bouncing through the crowd she came upon an Icelandic ass she recognized, one of the few that was not at risk of Loveday doing something unexpected to it, more the pity from the Goerdie's perspective but, they'd been there. She was gonna just dance on by and say something to her later, but she saw someone talking to her Addison and decided to have some fun with it. She danced up right behind the short woman, well toned arms sliding around her waist possessively as she leaned her head down on Addison's snowy locks. "Hey, you hittin' on my girl?" She yelled at the boy with a mocking grin, who she recognized as an older Ravenclaw that was one of Addison's friends, although she didn't really know him that well.<br/><br/>She gave Addison a friendly grin and a quick peck on the cheek in greeting. "Hey!" She yelled in greeting as the music picked up again and she increased her hectic pace dancing up against Addison in a friendly way.