So many chapters... You guys get a shorter one for now, and I need to go work on some other stories. Freaking god.
"Hello, Captain~!" Rangiku, wearing a slightly revealing-though rather elegant-teal slipdress gown that hugged her body, with black heels and gloves. Her strawberry-blonde hair fell gracefully over her shoulders in ringlets, dangling earrings that matched her dress dancing in and out of the strands. She still had her usual cheerful expression though, as Hitsugaya joined her.
He himself wore a crisp tux, a crystal hanging on a silver chain from his neck.
"Where'd you get the pretty gemstone there?" Rangiku asked, raising an eyebrow at it. Hitsugaya shrugged.
"Izukai gave it to me." He replied, leading the way inside.
Rukia and Ichigo were already there, Ichigo dressed much the same as Hitsugaya, though his orange locks were a little more combed down than usual. Rukia wore a golden-orange gown, the front of the skirt reaching her knees, and the back of the skirt flowing down to the floor, so that when she moved, it flowed behind her breezily. With it she wore simple silver sandals with small heels, similar to the few sequins dotting the skirt, giving it an almost shimmering look. All in all, the look was rather simple.
"Where's Shouta?" Matsumoto asked as they joined the other two. Rukia and Ichigo shrugged.
"I haven't seen him today. He might not have a date." Rukia replied. "He better get here soon though. I heard that it's been tradition that the Champions be the first to dance." Kurosaki seemed rather disturbed by this fact himself.
"You were talking about me?" The quartet whirled around at the voice of the brunette, who stood tall behind them. Unlike the usual mop it was, his hair was neatly combed, and he wore an almost Victorian suit. Looking down, he grumbled, "It was from my dad's closet."
Behind him was a young woman who looked about Rangiku's age, with wavy scarlet-red hair, the ends dyed a golden-red. She had pale skin, a few freckles dotting her cheeks just under brilliant gray eyes. She wore a floor-length sky-blue dress, strapless with silver sequins decorating the top. She wore a simple silver bracelet and pendant. On her hand was a simple silver ring.
"Who's this?" Rukia asked, noticing the girl. The redhead smiled, waving as she introduced herself.
"I'm Brianne Ashton. You can call me Bri though." She replied, smiling.
"Bri's a good friend of mine who happened to be nearby. And Matsumoto did say someone who was 'here'."
The other students all filled the Hall, clapping as the Champions lead their dates through the passageway cleared for them. The Hall was magnificent, with the walls and floor a silvery white, as if covered in snow and frost. From the enchanted ceiling fell snowflakes, which seemed to disappear before they touched the ground. The Champions all spread out, ready to dance in the center of it all.
The music started, and they began, Harry and Kurosaki looking a bit clumsy in their actions, while Hitsugaya, Matsumoto and Shouta seemed like complete naturals. Professors and Headmasters began making their way onto the floor, joining in the dance. They too were soon followed by Neville-who had Ginny for a date-and were followed then by the rest.
That all soon ended, of course, as the dance floor took on a more modern dance, with a rock band on the stage. Professor Flitwick somehow finding his way above it all, being carried around by waving hands. "C'mon Ichigo!" Rukia called, laughing as she dragged the carrot-top into the chaos of people. Rangiku did the same with Hitsugaya, almost whooping with happiness.
Of course, the Captain found his way out of it, sitting next to Shouta, who sat within earshot of Harry and Ron and their dates. "Where's Ashton?" He asked, sitting.
"Out there, of course." He replied, gesturing towards the mess of dancers. "But this is like a belated birthday party for you, isn't it?" He snickered, and Hitsugaya rolled his eyes.
They looked over to where Harry and Ron sat; their dates looking rather bored and upset, while the boys stared in envy at the dancers. Or-for Ron-at Krum and Hermione. Harry's date was soon taken by a Durmstrang student, leading her to the dance floor.
The two foreign students watched in interest as a drama seemed to play out between Hermione and Ron, Harry being stuck in the middle. They left, and Shouta stood. "Might as well try dancing a bit, right? My sister always did say I need to loosen up a bit." He grinned, waving as he joined the fray. Hitsugaya, sighed, getting up as well.
"'Might as well', huh?"