The Tale of Florian & Jonquil [DAISY]

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Poppy was excited for the Masquerade; it would serve as the perfect distraction to the stormcloud of her brothers’ death back in December during the dragon rampage. Rob and Aisling always teased her for how much she loved beautiful clothing, rich foods and dancing the night away, but deep down Poppy knew her brother had truly cared about her happiness. A pinprick itch stabbed at her eye, and she took a deep breath. No time for tears, tonight was all about fun. She adjusted her emerald green dress robes, and glanced at her reflection in the mirror. Her red hair looked beautiful next to the green, but she was feeling more…blonde tonight. She scrunched up her face, and the red faded into a platinum blonde. Smiling, she glanced down at the Slytherin Prefect badge; she would not be needing that tonight. She laced up her gold filigree mask before heading out of her dormitory.

Poppy made her way to the location where the ball was being held, only to find it underway. So she was fashionably late; at least she was not one of the first ones to arrive, and everyone was wearing masks. The last thing she wanted was everyone’s attention on her, with a crowd of people swarming to pitch her their sympathies on her loss. So she made her way to a lone table, plucking a lemon cake from the dessert table to nibble on. She watched as the pairs in masks dance, the skirts swirling musically on the dance floor. She became so entranced that she hardly noticed when someone joined her at the table in the corner.

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I'll try to make our hearts beat in time,
Even though your rhythm might not be with mine

FEBRUARY 14, 2025

Daisy wasn't one for dancing, at least, not for the longest time. There were times when she was younger when she would dance and sing around her bedroom at the top of her lungs, at least, until one of her siblings screamed at her, or her mother came complaining about a headache. After her mother's death and father's disappearance, the happy girl disappeared and left with bitter regrets. Sure, she still sang her heart out about her emotions and sang for the choir at school, but dancing and fairytales, even dressing in pretty clothing, had dwindled in her mind.

However, Gilderoy was throwing a party, and anyone who was anybody was going to be in attendance, and if she didn't show up...who was she? So she got dressed, curled her hair to perfection, and placed the mask on her face, concealing her identity from the world. Slowly she made her way down to the festivities, fashionably late might she add, and slowly made her way around the ballroom. A beautiful dress snagged her attention in the corner, and she drew closer, placing herself down at the table in which the female was sitting.

She cleared her throat, "I like your dress. It fits you perfectly," she said in a meek tone. The girl looked older, but she couldn't tell much other than that because of the mask blocking her identity.

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Poppy glanced up from her lemon cake as a younger girl with blonde curly hair sat down next to her. She looked familiar - perhaps another Slytherin? - and was confirmed with her suspicion when the younger girl spoke. “Hello Daisy,” she said with a small smile, lifting up her mask for an instant to confirm her identity to her housemate before sliding it back into place. “Thank you for your compliment; the dress itself is a Madam Malkin original but I added the embroidery myself,” she explained, gesturing to her embroidery work as she explained. She was sure Daisy had seen her many times in the common room working on her needlework, but Poppy could not remember the faces so clearly now a days. “Your dress is lovely too,” she added after a moments’ pause. The crimson bodice with the corset laced up the front was a bold choice, but it worked well for the Cresswell girl.

Poppy picked up a second lemon cake, but after a moment of hesitation, she put it back down on her plate. She hadn’t even begun dancing yet, so there was no need to stuff her face full of the lemon cakes, no matter how appetizing it may look. “Did you come with anyone in particular, or are you a lone wolf like myself?” she asked, her attention back on Daisy with an air of curiosity.

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I'll try to make our hearts beat in time,
Even though your rhythm might not be with mine

When she had gotten the invitation to the ball, she had wondered how people would be able to tell who their friends were because of the masks. It made her question the motives behind such a thing. But when she entered, she realized if you knew the person well enough, or at least their voice and certain features; it wouldn't be that hard. How silly of her to think that no one would recognize her. The girl that she sat down at the table with instantly knew her name, slipping her mask up to reveal an older Slytherin named Poppy. They weren't exactly friends, but they knew each other enough to be on a first name basis. Not that she would go around calling her 'Miss Hargrave' because that would be extremely weird.

Her compliment didn't go unnoticed by the older female, commenting on where it came from and how she had added the embroidery design, her eyes widened. "How...how amazing!" While Daisy's dress wasn't an original by Madam Malkin, the other woman commented that it was lovely as well. She smiled, brushing her hand over the corset top, "Thank you. But if I'm honest, I can hardly breathe in this thing," she said with a soft giggle.

She looked out at the dance floor, not noticing the girl's hesitation on eating more from her plate before her attention snapped back when she was addressed once more. She smiled softly, "Lone wolf. No one asked me; I'm surprised no one asked you to attend with them..." she breathed out truthfully. In Daisy's mind, Poppy was one of the most beautiful of their house; there was only a small handful that she could say the same about. Daisy would kill to be as beautiful as her one day.

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Poppy smiled a little at Daisy’s breathing comment. “We women tend to forget about a little thing like breathing when it comes to fashion,” she said with a breath of laughter. In truth her dress was actually quite comfortable, but it had taken Poppy quite a few years of experimentation and learning how to sew properly before it got to that point.

Poppy shrugged her white shoulders delicately. “People have been treating me like I’m a glass ballerina this term so far. I suppose I understand why what with what happened with my brother and all…” she trailed off, looking out towards the dance floor once again. “Still, it would be nice to be treated like a normal human being instead of a grieving sister,” she admitted, looking back towards Daisy. She picked up a lemon cake and took another bite of it as the song changed to one with a more upbeat tempo. She stood and held out her hand to Daisy. “Come on, let us lone wolves show these people we can have fun too,” she said with a smirk.

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'We women tend to forget about a little thing like breathing when it comes to fashion,' Daisy nodded and giggled in agreement, she hadn't even thought about how she would breathe or eat in this thing - hell...how would she go to the bathroom in the dress that she had chosen? Oh well, she'd figure it out when the time came to it.

It was then that Poppy answered her question about her being without a date with a shrug. The girl went on to comment on being treated differently because of her brother as if she were delicate instead of a human. Daisy smiled, "You look like a normal human to me," she breathed out truthfully. Not long after, the music change and the girl rose to her feet and held out her hand, telling her that lone wolves should show people how to have fun. Daisy laughed, a little surprised, but took her hand gladly and allowed her to walk her to the dance floor.

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