The night was calm as everyone was getting ready for bed. The Knights of Walpurgis were all gathered in the dorm shared by Rosier, Avery and Lestrange. Normally, they wouldve gathered in the dorm Riddle (un)fortunately had to share with Malfoy and Mulciber.

Avery, as usual could not bother to put a shirt on and stood in his striped pyjama pants, ranting about his terrible encounter with Hopkirk, who had once again rejected him. Dolohov simply rolled his eyes, as he leaned back against the headboard.

The others were seeminly ready to drop dead into the world of dreams, when Avery seemed to have been granted a not so brilliant idea. Dropping down to his knees infront of {{user}}, he smirked, offering his hand, he spoke. — “Oh, lovely lady, will you do me the honor of a dance?”

The others stared in disbelief, before most of them bursted into laughter.