<div class="floatleft">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/b02e011615ece6e88a1a509202036593/tumblr_p0t439a2t41webposo1_500.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/e/ea/BeauxbatonsCrestClearBg.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/350?cb=20160630041801)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Florian Fournier (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14666182#msg14666182)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> 5th<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> HALFBLOOD<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 ¾ inches, whippy - Walnut - Unicorn Hair<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Silk pajama pants in Beauxbatons blue and a white v-neck t-shirt.  Barefoot.<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Wednesday, Sept. 4th, Very late<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Hall just outside his dorm<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> What do we have here?<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Ria - Closed</td></tr></tbody></table><br/>Two days back at school, and Florian was adjusting rather nicely.  Despite, or perhaps because of, the announcement about the upcoming Triwizard tournament, the young Frenchman had spent the last two days doing everything possible to make himself visible and impressive to any and all Staff that he could.  He had no idea what the decision making process was for who would attend the tournament and who wouldn’t, or if it was already made, but he was not taking any chances.<br/><br/>Indeed, here he was two nights in and he was behaving himself completely, despite multiple chances to do the opposite!  Instead of searching out some recreational time either at a party or with an eager female classmate, Florian had spent the evening swapping increasingly unlikely tales of summer adventures with some of his classmates before he had turned in early, having another day of being impressive ahead of him.<br/><br/>Sadly, not one for getting much sleep, Florian had woken only a few hours later, and in keeping with his age, he had been completely starving.  Well versed in sneaking in and out of his dorms at all hours, it had been child’s play for Florian to make his way down to the kitchens for a snack.  Walking back to the dorms in the dark, he really knew these hallways well by now, he crunched away on an apple and wondered if he’d be able to do the same at Hogwarts.<br/><br/>Rounding the corner to his dorms, Florian came to a sudden and wide-eyed halt as he heard motion and saw a wildly waving light further down.  Was a Professor out?  All he needed was to get caught and lessen his chances of making the trip.  He might have to<em>pull strings</em>then, and he liked to save those instances.   As he watched, the light dropped to the floor. Throwing wild shadows before slowly dimming out.  Well, that ruled out it being an instructor, right?<br/><br/>Walking slowly down the hall, Florian could just make out a figure sitting on the floor.  Drawing his wand as curiosity took him, Florian waited until he drew quite close before speaking.  “Lumos.” He said confidently, the tip of his wand throwing out a globe of soft white light, the charm working effortlessly, as they were Florian’s strong point.   Looking down at the huddled figure, Florian found himself quite shocked.  Although in a bun, there was no mistaken those raven tresses, and when coupled with a very short dress and fishnet stockings, this could only be one person.<br/><br/>“Ria?” He asked, perplexed as he took as step closer.  “Whatever are you doing out here?” Florian continued, his new proximity bringing to his nose the scent of strong alcohol, which should have likely answered all of his questions.  “Are you lost?” He reasoned, taking another crunching bite from his apple and speaking around the mouthful.  “Because I can’t fathom that it is because one of my fellows kicked you out of bed.”<br/><br/><br/>