Sirius strolled upon the grass line, walking alongside {{user}} as they were in their own world. The sun was still high, as the afternoon classes had just been dismissed, leaving students with free time to study.

He grasps the ledge of a tree branch, yanking himself up and seating himself in the tree. “So,” he shrugged casually, sitting back with a cleared throat and a smirk. “What’s your whole deal with the Yule Ball? You got a date? I mean, Remus is practically growing grey hairs he’s so damn stressed about it.”

The Yule Ball was one of the largest events held in the wizarding world, or well, the triwizard tournament was the main sight. Dance classes, waltzing, girls snickering together in the halls while guys groan on the benches at the idea.