He's pulled from his thoughts when his dates begin questioning if something was wrong, he shakes his head "No, just distracted... What were you saying?" he asks, wondering if they were talking...

The trio converse for a couple more minutes until the table hears Dumbledore say "Pork Chops", this has a steaming plate of said food appear in-front of him.

Fleur "Foie Gras." she says with a satisfied smirk as it takes around thirty seconds for it to finally appear.

Ciri just shrugs "Pizza."

Reima's brows almost disappear into his hair, "Pizza?" he asks, accidentally ordering it... This has Fleur and Ciri laughing at his depressed expression. In the end to save himself the embarra.s.sment he stores the pizza away into his Folded s.p.a.ce and asks again. "Wagyu Steak", his eyes almost roll out of their sockets when he sees it appear before him... How on earth they'd gone to j.a.pan and back for this particular type of steak he doesn't know... Either way he'd finally be getting to try one.

A few people give Ciri a weird look when they see her munching on a pizza as this was a formal event that provided any food imaginable... The contract with Reima and Fleur eating spectacularly expensive food next to her was almost too much for some.

Percy "Of course, the trouble maker would try and stir more at a festive event." he snarks loud enough for most to hear.

Reima "p.i.s.s off, your family lives in a hut so what would you know about fine dining?" he retorts, causing the boy to grit his teeth and glare back. Of course it does get a few chuckles from the few in the know about the Weasley's situation.

Ciri gives Reima a nudge after a while and he retrieves a bottle of Whisky and fills her gla.s.s with it, Harry incidentally looks over and looks peaky at seeing this drink for some reason. He doesn't have to do the same with Fleur as she'd brought the bottle of wine he'd given her earlier. Reima himself was indulging on the Wizarding alcohol "Fire Whisky", he hadn't tried it before and thought that this would be a fine occasion, especially considering the price of it... It really put modern alcohol to shame...

After the meal Dumbledore stands and waves the tables away, they rearrange themselves and allow a clearing in the middle to form as the dance floor. A band know as the "Weird Sisters" steps up and immediately starts playing a slow song, presumably to get everyone in the mood. However eating everyone seems to be wanting to get involved, leading everyone to steam onto the dance floor, leaving no room for any "Proper" dancing. Seeing this Reima just shrugs, and pulls both of his dates to the dance floor with Snuffles sitting comfortably on his shoulder.

With everyone already on the dance floor the Weird Sister change the tune to something quicker, something Reima would expect from a s.h.i.+tty night club or a school.. Ball.. Huh. He shouldn't have expected anything else, especially for a primarily magical band.

Reima "Apparently the Weird Sister are one of the most popular bands around." he says to his girls.

Ciri looks shocked at this, "Really? They don't sound anything special."

Fleur "Our french musicians are much better than zis." she says without her usual haughty voice when speaking about france.

Reima "I reckon they are probably the only pure-blood band, which is probably why they were asked to play."

As they dance to the music Reima takes a look around and sees a couple other people he hadn't expected to see, first of all would be Roger Davies looking over in his direction with his horrifically scarred face, it seemed Madam Pomfrey did all she could but burns they severe aren't healable with magic. The Second person was Ginny Weasley, who was dancing with a 4th year called Dean Thomas. He could see her taking glances at Harry but seemed more or less content with just having fun with her partner. Third was Krum and Cho seemed to actually be enjoying themselves, which made Reima feel slightly less bad for mind controlling her...

They trio + rabbit spent their time in the festive mood, dancing the day away. However while this was happening Karkaroff and the Hogwarts potion master were conversing outside.

Karkaroff "Severus, you must feel it! He's coming back!"

Snape scowls at the man while scanning the surroundings for people watching, "If he is then why don't you run like last time hmm?"

Karkaroff "If he returns a second time then there vill be a third, forth and fifth time! How many times vill a baby stop him before he finally rules England?"

Snape "And you fear he will come for revenge once he's gained control over England?" he says slowly in a mocking voice.

Karkaroff steps forward and pulls Snapes sleeve up, revealing the blackening dark mark. "See the change with your own eyes Severus! You will die with me if we do not do something to gain his favour!"

Snape slaps his hands off and begins walking away, "Your problems are not my own, it was you who chose this course of action and it is you who must deal with the consequences."

Karkaroff grits his blackened teeth "You mark my words Severus! He'll be back and you'll be one of his first victims!"

Snape chuckles "No... I think you'll find that you will be that person." he says as he finally leaves.