<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZiK1vz0.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> Jamel Mouhid (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14759264#msg14759264)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> 7th<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 11 inches, Cedar, Dragon heartstring, nice and supple<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> something like this (https://bodaiga.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/07/14497-nkvpal.jpg), beard and hair as pictured<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th 2019 | Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Henlo<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> آمال مثلوثي ـ ما لقيت (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Ps_c-7gbec)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Daniel, Lydia, Open<br/><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Ria</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Jamel felt in his natural element surrounded by people. It didn't matter if they knew him or not, if they hated him or not, he always loved a good crowd. Dior's party was a perfect occasion to get a little taste of the Hogwarts nightlife and see how the Brits and Irish were enjoying themselves. He saw familiar faces as he entered the penthouse, the red lighting embracing his senses like they were In the Mood for Love (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/In_the_Mood_for_Love). Valentin Delestrac, the wannabe politician who could use a good sandwich, was there wandering about, apparently not to used to that kind of party even though his sister Ria organized some of the best ones back in France. He saw the girl in question at the bar in conversation with several other people. As he wanted to make way to the bar himself, he saw a feminine silhouette leaning over a corpse lying on a plush couch. Changing direction towards that area of the penthouse, Jamel realized the corpse was Daniel Delgado, in a terrible state, which made him smile. They knew each other fairly well from the time when Jamel was playing Quidditch. He was pointing his finger at the woman, asking who she was.<br/><br/>"<acronym title="The guy is drunk, finished... What a loser,">Le mec il est bourré, finit... Quel perdant,</acronym>" he murmured to himself, crouching next to the leaning Lydia and observing Daniel closely.<br/><br/><em>"Sorry, I'm... </em>*hic*<em> A little drunk."</em><br/><br/>"<acronym title="Are you okay Delgado, you won't vomit I hope?">Ça va Delgado, tu vas pas gerber j'espère?</acronym>" he asked, giving a light friendly slap on his right cheek while continuing smiling, clearly amused. It wasn't meant to hurt Daniel in any way, but instead it was a highly condescending gesture. He really hoped Delgado ended up puking so he would humiliate himself even further. It would be quite entertaining that way and something to taunt him about later on.<br/><br/>Jamel stood back up, towering over the collapsed Delgado. He glanced at the woman next to him who was clearly not from Beauxbâtons.<br/><br/>"I hope for you he wasn't your date to the party," he commented, pretending to be concerned.