<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/0OlFgMX.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/A5xScp0.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><br/><strong>NAME:</strong> Addison Snow (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14660328#msg14660328)<br/><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff, Seventh<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 11 ¼ inches / Dogwood / White River Monster Spine / Surprisingly Swishy and Flexible (https://i.imgur.com/ZLtC9NW.jpg)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> This right here! (https://i.imgur.com/hLbQJgm.jpg)<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse --Dining Room<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Catching breath and hydration<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Love It If We Made It (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Wl1B7DPegc)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Cai</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>His toast was met with the happy<em>clink</em>of her own glass, followed by the sultry notes of her laughter. Iceland wasn’t exactly a large country, and the population of witches and wizards was minuscule, at best. Most moved east into Ireland and other parts of the UK, or West into Canada and the United States. She wasn’t the<em>only</em>witch from Iceland here at the school, but she could count the students on a single hand. This didn’t take away from Cai’s compliment. She knew him well enough and while he was always honest and truthful,<em>sentiment</em>wasn’t in abundance. Maybe it was the alcohol that lowered his guard some? Either way, she planned to savor it while she could.<br/><br/>“Cheers to that.<em>Skál</em>.” She finished the rest of her water and then thumped back in her chair with a sigh. Slowly, the ice began to clink and shift as the glass refilled itself to the brim. Addison watched with familiar interest, before returning her eyes back to her friend. She enjoyed seeing him out here, and maybe it was the change of lighting and the vague intimacy of the venue, but she especially enjoyed spending time alone with him. She wrapped her fingers around his palm; contact wasn’t so strange with Addison. She regularly kissed her friends, held their hands and was the first one in a group hug. But maybe she was holding his hand a little longer than normal. Like her nap on the train coming to Hogwarts, she was comforted by his presence.<br/><br/>“It’s nice to unwind. Get away from the books and the due dates and the obligations. Step away from the school houses for a bit.” She paused, smirking. “Although I am a little worried about what state of chaos I’ll find when I get back to Fez tonight. I had hoped giving him extra dinner tonight and a snack would keep him sleeping longer but... “<br/><br/>She might have to pull out the shark costume for him tonight.<br/><br/>“I suppose since I don’t see a mushroom cloud over the school, and no elf has called for my attention things can’t be too bad.” She released his hand, using it to take a sip of her champagne and enjoy the tingle of the bubbles as they slid down her throat. It was long overdue, letting her hair down. “How are classes going? I haven’t seen you much since they announce the tourney-- are you going to put in your name?”<br/>