Elder Blood Witcher 415 Yule Be Ball'ing Later.

Reima takes his eyes off of the girls for a moment to concentrate his attention on a small blue beetle that'd found it's way onto his shoulder... He can't help but feel the grin slowly overtake his face which would unnerve all those watching... He retrieves the unbreakable enchanted jar and in a flash captures the beetle that seems to panic and try and find it's way out. He raises the jar to his face and glares at it with hi cat-like eyes that contract and focus on the bug, "I'd suggest no trying to transform to get out, or you'll be shot out of the jar in the shape of a red paste with the only solid parts being your shattered misshapen bones... Though, I won't stop you from trying, it'd look pretty funny from where I'm sat, Rita." The bug seems to freeze as he says the name, "Yes, I know what you are but don't worry, I won't tell anyone... No one will know you're in my posession, oh the fun we'll get up to." he says happily, the sick grin still present on his face. "Hinky." he says quietly, causing his personal house elf to pop into existence next to him. "Take this jar and keep it safe until I need it, don't open it under any circ.u.mstances. Do I make myself clear?"

Hinky "Yes master!" they say before popping away Jar in hand.

Eventually the music slows and eventually ends, giving the champions a short break and everyone else and opportunity to dance. Ciri and Fleur walk towards Reima, the latter slightly flush at the rather strenuous task of keeping up with Ciri. They both sit either side Reima which has those watching becoming confused at the situation, Ca.s.sius who'd glanced at Reima from the corner of his eye to find another moment to mock him almost falls ontop of his partner in shock.

Reima smiles at them, seemingly happier than before the Ball had started. "You two have fun?"

Ciri nods "You're quite quick Fleur, almost kept up with me."

Fleur "Not enough zough, Reima would you dance wit Ciri first? I need to catch my breath." she says, still breathing a little heavy from the "Dance-Fight" between her and Ciri.

Reima nods, "Could you hold onto Snuffles? Leaving her alone would be dangerous... Maybe I'll tell you about it later?" he says, giving a look to the rabbit to get permission. Of course she just gives a squeak that could mean yes or no which only has him more confused than before.

Ciri pulls him up but before they leave for the dance floor Reima places a bottle of wine on the table next to Fleur after giving her a kiss on the cheek who just smiles in response.

The duo get to the crowded dance floor and stance a slow waltz to get into the mood.

Ciri "Trying to get her drinking already? Should I be worried?" she asks sarcastically.

Reima shakes his head "I just like it when your saliva taste like wine." he says boldly.

Ciri "Oh? Maybe I should have a couple gla.s.ses?" she says as he twirls her around.

Reima "I know it reminds you of.. Things, so I've got others available if you want them... G.o.d knows the school won't be providing hard alcohol when there are minors around."

Ciri "We'll see how I feel after we've eaten." she says.

They dance for two songs, enjoying themselves thoroughly before Reima decides to take Fleur up. He finds her sitting with her leg crossed stroking Snuffles while one of the dateless guys is trying to get her to dance with him. Ciri plops down on the seat next to Fleur while complaining about the heels.

Fleur waves the boy away like he's an annoying pest and stands up before taking Reima's presented hand. "Care to dance?" he asks while kissing her hand.

Fleur "Oui Monsieur" she says, following him as he leads her onto the dance floor for the last couple of songs before dinner is provided. Before he leaves he tosses Ciri her Walkman and gives her a thumbs up, which she returns.

Compared with dancing with Ciri, Fleur is seemingly more gentle and "Touchy". They dance with her head almost permanently buried onto his shoulder or chest, the only time this isn't he case is when he twirls her or when she goes for a peck on he neck, cheek or lips. It seems that the wine had loosened her up, despite it only being a single gla.s.s...

While they dance Reima takes the time to observe how everyone else is getting on, Harry and Hermione haven't stopped dancing since they started, having seemingly limitless stamina. He can also see Neville and Luna slowly stepping side to side in time with the music, Neville still looks slightly nervous by Luna continues to smile regardless.

Reima felt quite relieved that he hadn't had to dance in-front of everyone and was comfortable just spending his time with Ciri and Fleur. He idly wondered if either were regretting going with him but shook those thoughts away the moment they surfaced. Eventually the music stopped and everyone was quite hungry from the light exercise, it wasn't long before a couple people retrieves him, Ciri and Fleur and had them seated at a large table along with the other Champions, officials, teachers and press. Though Reima couldn't help but notice there was a chair for someone that was missing, he changes his focus back onto his dates as to not look suspiciously interested in Rita Skeeters lack of attendance.

"Mr Crouch is not able to attend the festivities as he's been ill, he's seemed so since the catastrophic attack at the World Cup." a red head says to Harry who had inquired on his presence.

Harry "But didn't Reima and Ciri clean up that mess Percy?" he asks.

The now named Percy Weasley shakes his head, "I don't know what you heard but the public taking justice into their own hands is not helpful nor was it needed." he says as he scowls down the table at the duo involved.