<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Y4rxTj6.png)</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>     </td><td>Dior Darley (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14658800#msg14658800)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>YEAR:</strong>      </td><td>Slytherin | 6th Year</td></tr><tr><td><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong>     </td><td>Pureblood</td></tr><tr><td><strong>WAND:</strong>     </td><td>12” | Red Oak | Rougarou Hair | Surprisingly Supple (https://i.imgur.com/jAdaS0i.png)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>WEARING:</strong>     </td><td>Champagne Sparkles &amp; Feathers (https://i.imgur.com/5aQW8TY.png)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong>     </td><td>Saturday, October 26th 2019 | Night</td></tr><tr><td><strong>LOCATION:</strong>     </td><td>Main Hall | Dance Floor (https://i.imgur.com/hebL7JS.png)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>CONTENT:</strong>     </td><td>Sex, Drugs, &amp; Rock n Roll</td></tr><tr><td><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>     </td><td>Party -- Beyoncé ft André 3000 (https://youtu.be/N5K0-SQD-WA)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>TAGGING:</strong>     </td><td><strong>Open</strong></td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/hebL7JS.png)</div><br/>It had taken the better part of two weeks and a sum of money that was certain to earn Dior a severe scolding from mum and dad when they checked their statement, but by midday on the 26th, the Darley penthouse was finally ready for the biggest party it had ever seen.<br/><br/>To say that Dior was proud of what she’d accomplished was a vast understatement. These last weeks, instead of spiraling into her usual petty antics as a means to distract from her woes, she had tirelessly poured every shred of bottled energy into this party’s preparation. All of her anger towards Derek & Audrey and all of her jealousy over Curt & Joanna were forgotten when she was working towards her goal. She had used #TWT to invite the entirety of Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang to her soiree, regardless of whatever bad blood might be brewing. If Dior banned everyone she didn’t like or who didn’t like her, there’d never be a soul in attendance.<br/><br/>But<em>this</em>rager was more than just an excuse to dress up and get pissed,<em><strong>this</strong></em>party was going to be the beginning of a new chapter in her life – one without Derek at the center. The twins were growing apart, as planned, and the rejection still stung but the wound was recovering and truthfully, Dior was ready to stop picking the scab. After all, it wasn’t every day that one had the opportunity to host the greatest young wizarding minds from across the globe.<br/><br/>In one night, she could rectify her old image as a cocktease as well. Having dated but never consummated any affections with her past boyfriends, Dior knew that she needed to find someone top notch to break this image with, and this night was the night she would do exactly that.<br/><br/>As meticulous as she was with the apartments preparations, she’d spared no expense on hers either. After a facial, private massage, skin treatments, and a healthy supper to keep her from getting too drunk, she had Barby, the only other beloved house elf in the Darley’s care, brush her hair and help her into her dress. There was no denying that she looked stunning in her floor length gold dress that glittered with every step she took. A feathered tan shrug completed her look, and she had kept her makeup and hair simple, though still striking.<br/><br/>Clicking on thin gold heels, Dior entered the main floor where the tallest ceiling and the turntables were and surveyed the fruits of her labor with a smug grin pulling her red lips to one side. The aerial dancers were already at it, and Dior pulled a glass of champagne off a cigarette girl’s tray as she went by. Admiring the coil of lemon rind over the rim, Dior took a sip. The partiers would arrive when they arrived and she’d learned long ago that such was not her concern. The hostess was ready, and the party would come.