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Post by grey xavier slater on Dec 2, 2016 23:42:07 GMT -7
The fated day; the Yule Ball. A few weeks earlier, Grey Slater had a reawakening of sorts. It was suddenly brought to his attention that his recent obsession with Ondina Weasley was of the most fabricated kind imaginable. She had somehow managed to slip him love potions daily to keep up the absurd charade that he was madly in love with her. Fortunately for her, it had worked for a couple of weeks. Unfortunately for her, he had people who cared more about him than she knew, and managed to get him sorted out before the inevitable happened. Despite being fixed up near the beginning of December, Grey decided it would be fun to keep up with her little farce, at least until the Yule Ball. He didn’t care at this point if she had another date arranged and had planned on ditching him from the start. Looking back at it all, he was positive her ulterior motive was to cause some sort of embarrassment or shame to him. She had managed to do that, luckily it had only been shown in private to Irina Krum immediately after she slipped him the antidote. Now it was his turn to do some damage, or at least figure out if the Yule Ball had been her plan from the start. Grey liked games. And the ball was in his court right now, whether Ondina realized it or not.
In the weeks leading up to Christmas, he had stayed the exact way he had been near the end of November. Completely and utterly obsessed with Ondina. Except this time it was all a ploy. Lucky for him that antidotes to love potions didn’t immediately clear the feelings and emotions elicited by them. Somewhere deep inside of him there was still a tiny piece that loved Ondina. Pulling and pushing this tidbit of emotion, Grey was positive he had continued his puppy-dog obsession act the same way he had done it while under the effects of the potion. The constant supply of antidote he took every day was enough to keep anything he was still slipped at bay as well. He was sure there had been a day or two where he still screwed up and got taken over by it again. At least this time he knew the warning signs.
Grey got down to the entrance hall earlier than most people had. There was still a decent number of students and Ministry workers milling around already, but if he wanted to keep his act up for the opportune moment during the dance, then he needed to look like he was overly eager to see her. Not trying to press his luck too much, Grey hovered around the entrance to the dungeons. He was ready to pounce the second she stepped out. He knew deep down she didn’t even care about any of this since it was all for show and to mess with him. This was easily going to be one of the greatest nights of his life, and hopefully left a little dent on hers.