alt_daphne | A matter of choice

I would like to personally extend my gratitude to Gerard Chabat (merci beaucoup!), Erasmus Croaker, and ah Alfred Montague, who were all gracious enough to ask me to the Yule Ball in the last few days. I hope that none of you took personal offence to my disinclination. Any girl in this school would be more than lucky to be escorted by gentlemen of your calibre, and would, I'm sure, have a lovely and diverting evening.

Before I receive invitations from other male students, I would like to explain my position on the matter.

I have decided that I would like to ask someone to the Ball myself. I realise that this may go against tradition, but I don't really have much use for tradition - at least not in this particular instance. In fact, I find it terribly unfortunate that most girls feel that they must linger back patiently and wait for someone to take notice of them. What a helpless feeling that is, I'm sure. Why rob yourself of the same opportunity that boys are always confident of? That is, the right and privilege of seeking out someone whose company you desire. I have overheard many female students say that they felt they had no choice but to accept the first invitation to the ball they received, out of fear that should they dally, they would lose their chance. But what kind of way is this to live? To be grateful for any old chance, or to be in a position where you feel you have no choice. Well, I am convinced that there's always a choice.

In my case, I'm still trying to decide just whose company it is that I most desire. It will require careful thought and observation, certainly, and I suppose that if there are boys who are eager to make their case as to why I should consider them, then they're perfectly free to do so. I realise that options will run thin the longer I ponder this, but I'm content with taking such a risk. If I end up with no special individual to share the Ball with, then I shall share it with all of the students who are in attendance, instead!

I just know we'll all have the grandest time.

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Alfred, WE ARE FIRST COUSINS!!! What were you thinking??? That sort of thing might fly in Wales, or maybe 100 years ago or something, but UGH. How repulsive!

I saw you running down to the other end of the Slytherin table to whisper in Alfred's ear this morning.

I suppose you think yourself terribly funny.

I think you'll soon find yourself terribly dead, if you don't stop.

Good on you, Daphne! I'm sure that you'll have your pick. And we'll all have a grand time at the ball.

I was wondering if you have the latest issue of Tribea? Sally-Anne and I were going to practise hair charms this weekend, and you're more than welcome to join in. We'll see if Milli is interested too.

We absolutely shall! Do you know the stage actress Maisie Crawford? She worked in the 1930s - one of my Grandmother's idols - and she always said It's not the company you keep, it's the company you are. I think those are exceptional words to live by.

I hope you won't object if I save a dance for Draco, which he only need retrieve if he's so inclined, of course.

I do, as it so happens. I've been working on that upswept twist style, but it's nearly impossible to do with only two hands, and that new "barrel curl" charm is quite a tricky thing, isn't it? That said, I would love to practise. And well, Millie can watch. She likes that.

Oh, of course! After all, it's not like we're going to be stuck to each other all night.

And I can see how that style would be very fetching with your facial structure, and we can certainly give it a good try between the three of us. I usually like my hair short, but I've been tossing around the idea of lengthening it a bit just for the Ball. What do you think?

Milli can rate her favourites. She always makes the funniest faces when she doesn't like something.

Well, I usually like your look because it's uniquely you, but it is true that one can only get so elaborate with shorter hair. In fact, it's hard for me to even imagine you with long hair and no fringe. For that reason alone I think we should experiment with it, just to see!

Definitely. Which is why I'd rather start fiddling around with it now instead of the day before. And Sally-Anne has such beautiful long hair, but she usually keeps it pin straight. I'd love to see what sort of things we could do with it.

Now, I know that Sally Anne has a date to the Ball, but she's being ever so secretive about it, and I can't fathom why! I don't think that she's the sort of girl who would say "yes" to someone she didn't care for, just for a chance to go to the Ball with a date, so surely she's not hiding his name out of embarrassment, is she?

Far from! From what I know, they're both quite happy to be going to the ball with one another, they've just decided to keep it quiet to avoid too much gossip. You know how she can be very private about some things. He feels the same, so they're just being discreet.

I did promise not to tell, but you'll find out soon enough.

My mind is certainly running over with possibilities...or, no, not really. I can't think at ALL of who it would be. ~~Who would gossip about~~

Well, this certainly gives me one more thing to anticipate regarding the Ball, at least!

~~You have NO id~~

Oh, believe me, it will be a lovely surprise! More than anything, I'm glad that she doesn't have to worry about a date, and that she's happy with the person who asked her.

If she's happy then that's what matters most.

Which is precisely why I'm choosing my own date. Gerard Chabat is quite fit, really, but he will only speak to me in French. I can keep up well enough, but I don't much fancy the thought of having to speak in French all evening long. And Erasmus can be frightfully clever, but he can also be so odd and obtuse. One can never really tell what his mood is, and I don't like the idea of having to wonder all night if he's enjoying himself or not.

And then there's Alfred, who's just an idiot.

You certainly don't have to spend all night talking.

I can see how Erasmus might be difficult to sort out -- perhaps once you get to know him better, it'd be easier to tell what he was thinking, and whether you liked it?

But yes, Alfred is an idiot. And who's to say that someone won't come along who will be better than all three?

Very true, but besides speaking only French, there's something a little clumsy in his movements. I expect he'd be a nightmare on the dance floor. And in other ways. Pity, as he is rather handsome otherwise.

Who's to say, indeed. That's why I bide my time in such a fashion!

I wonder who in the school is the best dancer? Perhaps I ought to hold an audition, ha!

If you need any impartial judges, just say the word. It sounds like it'd be incredibly amusing to watch!

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