Chapter Thirty

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Two weeks later, everything had nearly gone back to normal. A funeral was held for Klaus back in his home town. The students had been allowed to attend. When they came back, the students' spirits had been lifted by almost immediately receiving a glimmering, golden envelope, inviting them to a masquerade party. It was Walburga's seventeenth birthday and she wanted to celebrate her becoming of age. The trace would be lifted from her and she could legally perform magic outside of school.

"I really want this to be the best party, you know? To really lift everyone's spirits up," Walburga told the three girls as she looked between two dresses. The party was that night and the girls had woken up especially early.

"I'm sure it will be beyond satisfactory," Melissa reassured her. "Wear the red one," she decided, for Walburga had been looking between the two dresses for quite some time.

Elizabeth shifted, "Hey, did you, by chance, invite Tom?"

"Beth," Walburga said in a laugh, "Of course I did."

Elizabeth's stomach dropped. She hadn't spoken with Tom that much due to how busy she had been. Classes had resumed and they seemed to be loading the work on them heavier than usual. Elizabeth wanted to cry. She'd managed to keep Tom busy and away from the ones she cared about.

"What's wrong, you don't want him there?" Walburga asked, taking notice of Elizabeth's discomfort.

"I just wanted to make sure he sees you," Elizabeth told her.

"Oh, you always look out for me," Walburga smiled. "Anyways, we haven't figured out what you are going to wear," she diverted her attention to Elizabeth.

Elizabeth pulled a dress out of her wardrobe, "I was thinking this." It was a light peach color and was very loose on her body.

"Or...," Walburga stood and walked over to the wardrobe, "This." She had pulled a silk, black dress out.

"Oh, that is perfect, with a lacey, black mask. I love it!" Melissa gushed. "I could sew the lace on right now if you wanted," she told Elizabeth. They had gone into Hogsmeade and bought plain masks, all black, but figured they'd sew on the details once they decided on the theme of their attire.

"Oh alright," Elizabeth agreed and handed over her mask to Melissa who had already pulled out a sheet of black lace.

The girls spent the entire rest of the day getting ready for the party that would be taking place in the Room of Requirement. Matilda and Walburga had curled their hair into loose coils. Melissa left her hair natural, her tight curls arching around her head like a halo. Elizabeth had left her hair down and pulled a few strands from the front, back into a small ponytail. She put a silver clip at the base of the ponytail and wrapped the strands around it.

Matilda had picked out a baby blue dress with black ribbons tied around the waist. Her mask was black with lace of the same color of her dress. Melissa had a deep purple, poofy dress. Her mask was black with purple gems sewn into the fabric. Walburga had just decided on her skin tight, red dress. Her mask was in similar fashion to Elizabeth's; black with red lace. They all agreed it would be fun to buy and wear black heels, higher than what they usually wore.

"One last touch," Walburga pulled out her wand and cast a small charm, sending small flowers into each of their hair. Roses for her, daisies for Matilda, white lilies for Melissa, and black roses for Elizabeth. "Perfect!"

"We are the best looking Slytherins to ever walk this castle's halls," Matilda said with a smile. The girls grabbed their masks and tied them around their faces. It was an hour until midnight and the party was to be completely hush hush. They all left the room and went up to the Common Room where a few students in dresses and suits waited for their friends, all wearing masks. A few wished Walburga a happy birthday and she thanked them.

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