Looking equally (if not more so, he'd argue) nice is his date: Clara the Cleffa, donning a matching flower on her tiny head. She's currently perched on his shoulder, murmuring to herself whenever someone with a particularly shiny outfit/accessory on passes by.
Harry's chaperoned proms at TPHS before, but never out of uniform. This is... different, for one. Slightly weird, for another, but it's also kind of nice to see everyone in the same place.
And so far, so good. No disasters — heck, there haven't even been any minor disturbances, as far as he can tell.
He's hanging off to the edge of the dance floor for now, eyes scanning the crowd as he taps his foot along to the music.]
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Looking equally (if not more so, he'd argue) nice is his date: Clara the Cleffa, donning a matching flower on her tiny head. She's currently perched on his shoulder, murmuring to herself whenever someone with a particularly shiny outfit/accessory on passes by.
Harry's chaperoned proms at TPHS before, but never out of uniform. This is... different, for one. Slightly weird, for another, but it's also kind of nice to see everyone in the same place.
And so far, so good. No disasters — heck, there haven't even been any minor disturbances, as far as he can tell.
He's hanging off to the edge of the dance floor for now, eyes scanning the crowd as he taps his foot along to the music.]