first party of the year

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tw: mature themes. read at own discretion.
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e. cram & o. ambrose. ophelia read the gold plaque on the heavy wooden door. she ran her fingers over the engraved lettering. each crease in the letters feeling sharp against her fingers. her hand moved down to the knob and swung the door open. she looked and examined the room as she stepped in. in the corner she saw her trunk, tote bag full of books, and her owl, tilly. immediately, she took notice of the large beds. four posters. yellow and black sheets and covers already on them. the walls were made out of stone only for the floors to be wooden. they were a dark rich wood that creaked if you stepped on them wrong. she looked at the other bed with eleanor's things scattered all over it. "she probably had been round already" ophelia thought to herself. she placed the trunk on her bed and dug out a new piece of parchment and a quill.

my dearest father,
i have made it to hogwarts safely and have been sorted. hufflepuff! i hope you are proud. once again, i wanted to thank you for sending me here for my safety. the headmaster told us the ministry has sent dementors from azkaban to protect us. i know i will be safer here than at beauxbaton. i hope you are keeping safe. remember to water your plants!
all the love,
ophelia

"alright tilly, let's get you out of here." ophelia said softly as she opened the owls cage and giving her the letter.

"please deliver this to father. you know where to go" she gave tilly a wink and opened the window for her. ophelia watched the owl soar through the skies of the highlands. she closed the window back up and sat on the corner of her bed. she was having the most intense inner battle with herself: "do i go to the welcome back party?"

while she was lost in thought, eleanor came bursting in the door, making ophelia jump.

"fuck it cram! you scared the shit out of me you prick!" ophelia said through a laugh. eleanor laughed along with her and took a seat next to her on the bed.

"so what we doing tonight lady? staying in? partying?" eleanor put more emphasis on the partying. it was obvious she wanted to go.

"i'm not sure el, it's the first night back and i don't know if i want these people to already see me shit faced." eleanor's eyes shot up in surprise.

"did you just call me el? i've never had a friend call me that. ever. i like it!" ophelia felt sad for eleanor. the thought of never having anyone close enough to her to call her a nickname was a bit sad.

"yeah i suppose i did. you can call me lia if you would like. only my parents and one other person call me that." she sighed at the thought of calling cedric "one other person." she wanted to be honest but she didn't want people to be suspicious of their long term friendship. people always assume the worst.

"one other person huh?" eleanor leaned in, "tell me who? i gotta know." ophelia's face turned red at the thought of telling eleanor who she was referring too.

"maybe another time," she said, getting up from the bed and walking to her trunk full of clothes, "now, what are we wearing to this party el?" eleanor smiled and brought herself to her feet, grabbing her trunk and looking through her clothes.

"i've got just the thing."
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within an hour and a half, both girls were ready for the party. ophelia was so sure she knew what to wear to a party, but eleanor told her what ophelia thought was party wear looked like something professor mcgonagall would wear. instead, eleanor picked outfits for the both of them. she chose a gold silk slip dress for ophelia. she couldn't help but feel insecure. she put on some black heels that had a strap along her ankle and a chunky heel. she hydrated her curls with a bit of water and put on some simple make up. when she made her way of the bathroom that was attached to their room, eleanor's eyes grew ten times in size.

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