<div class="floatleft">(https://m.media-amazon.com/images/M/MV5BODI5MTkwODQ1N15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNTg4MzE1MQ@@._V1_.jpg)</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> Valentin Delestrac (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14656422#msg14656422)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Third<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 12½ inches, Ash, Unicorn, Inflexible<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th 2019 | Night (early)<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Grand Hall<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Henlo<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Katerine - La reine d'Angleterre (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nUyJ5CdqgAE)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dior Darley, Open<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong> N/A</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Valentin ended up having no difficulty finding his way to the Darley Penthouse in Hogsmeade. The small town was relatively simple and he even found some odd similarity to his hometown of Cassis.<em>Small towns all look alike, hmm,</em>he thought, sneaking in the building silently, wearing a suit slightly too large for him with a discolored White shirt that was much more Yellow now than anything else. His hair was messy from the wind outside, but he didn't personally mind, they would always end up messy, such were the Delestrac genes.<br/><br/>Despite appearances, Valentin wouldn't miss this party for anything. It was a perfect opportunity to recruit and build contacts with Hogwarts and Durmstrang students to establish unions in their respective schools. A party was such an occasion, with a beer or glass of wine and a fine conversation, unless you hung out with people like Ria or her friend Babs. In such a scenario, only Merlin knew what could happen.<br/><br/>"Aha! Am I too late?" he wondered out loud in English, not seeing his sister around. She surely wouldn't miss this party, or any party for that matter. Valentin had vowed to himself to speak as much English as possible while at Hogwarts in order to improve his fluency. A union wouldn't be formed at this school otherwise. Communication was key. A speech in English would be a considerable challenge, but he thought himself capable of living up to the task with proper training.<br/><br/>"Hello, comrades!" he said, lifting his chest and raising a fist as he knocked on the penthouse's door. "Valentin Delestrac, at your service. M'enfin. At the service of all, in fact."<br/><br/>The door opened without a sound, red lighting reaching his eyes and catching him off guard. The first person he noticed was Dior, the golden figure among the bloodied atmosphere. Then he saw the cigarettes girls and he couldn't help but stare at the stockings and ample cleavages, blinking repeatedly in the process while his eyes were wide open in surprise.<em>Is this the Moulin Rouge or what?</em>he questioned with his eyes, as he squinted them slightly.<br/><br/>"My respects," Valentin declared, after walking over to Dior and leaning his head in a slight bow for a moment. "Are you the hottest, uh, hoss-test, hostess?" he managed to ask with a few stumbles.