Disclaimer- any characters from harry potter don't belong to me.
Prologue
It was a warm afternoon on May 2nd that the annual Battle of Hogwarts Memorial took place, at the abandoned location of the England Quidditch World Cup Stadium in Wales. Today was the day Selene Lovegood would be going for the first time.
Selene scrutinised herself in the mirror; quite happy with what she saw. She was wearing midnight blue dress robes, the exact colour of her eyes, which rippled and sparkled in the light. Her hair was spilling in overly glossy curls (with the aid of some curling solution) from her new black pointed hat. Her mother, Emma Lovegood, had also applied some silver glitter around the corners of her eyes which were styled with mascara and on her lips applied a significant amount of cherry red lip gloss; finishing it all off with sophisticated pearl earrings and a pair of shiny silver low heels.
She did a twirl then ran down stairs to find her mother, who had already finished getting ready.
"Mother, where are you?" called Selene looking around the sitting room, "I'm ready to go!"
"And about time too!" stated Emma coming marching into the sitting room; her high heels clicking away. She reached her hand out for her daughter to take and turned on the spot. Selene clenched her teeth against the lung crushing sensation of Apparition and it was over as soon as it started.
Selene stumbled a bit before finally looking around; causing her a sharp intake of breath as she gazed about her in wonder. All around the huge hall were candles casting a gentle glow. There were so many people present already, some sitting in chairs talking or by the buffet collecting food, others were on the glossy mahogany dance floor gliding about to the soft lulling music with their partners. Selene looked up at her mother in excitement who had been waiting to see her daughter's reaction; her aging face broke into a beautiful smile that lit up her ash green eyes. Then she turned away having spotted Luna Scamander and her twin sons Lorcan and Lysander.
Her mother waved to her husbands cousin enthusiastically and wove through the crowd to meet them; pulling Selena along with her. Selene loved her Cousin Luna and her children, although quite strange they were good-natured. They finally reached where their relatives were at the end of the buffet table by a ridiculously large bowl of punch.
"Emma!" cried Luna, pulling her cousin into a hug. As usual she was bedecked in something eccentric; a canary yellow set of dress robes that were identical to her sons'.
"Luna, how good to see you," Emma said after she had disengaged herself from Luna. After which she gave both Lorcan and Lysander crushing hugs while Luna hugged Selene.
"You are looking lovely Selene, and so much taller since I last saw you!" exclaimed Luna dreamily, smiling at Selene.
"Would you all like some punch?" asked Lysander, when they all nodded he got five glasses and began to serve. Out of habit Selene offered to help, taking the spare four glasses from Lysander as he proceeded to serve. So she didn't notice when there was a shout above all the regular noise, saying;
"NO DUCHESS STOP!"
Neither did she see a large golden retriever as it bounded towards the table with the punch. She only looked up when her mother and Luna shouted her name, but it was far too late for that exact second the dog crashed into the punch table sending the bowl careering toward Selene who then got completely covered by its contents. She stepped back dropping the glasses in shock; they shattered on the floor along with the punch bowl.
Nobody moved a muscle, the whole hall was staring over at her and the dog; Selene felt her cheeks redden with embarrassment. Then the tableau was broken by half the 'Wotter clan' racing over to the scene. First to arrive was Hermione Weasley followed by two children who Selene assumed were hers and then the rest preceded.
Then finally her mother spoke:
"Is this your dog?" she questioned Hermione coolly, one sculpted eyebrow raised
"Yes, she is called Duchess and she belongs to my daughter," replied Hermione equally as cold
"Well you might want to put a leash on her in gatherings like these!" She snapped and before Hermione could do more then frown, Emma had grabbed her daughter's hand marched over to the 'Apparition & Portkey' area; disapparating without a second glance and leaving everybody gaping.
"Well that was fun," grumbled Selene sarcastically through her now matted and sticky hair.