Halloween Masquerade Ball

Bellatrix had overheard these words, and when she turned her head to see for herself, she nearly spit out the butterbeer she had been drinking at the sight. That indeed was her little sister, and that definitely wasn't someone worthy she was dancing with. Bella had a good knowledge of the Slytherins, and that boy was most definitely not one.

Without saying a word, she slammed down her cup and marched right passed Cissy and Melanie, straight across the room until she was standing right behind Meda. "Surprise." She whispered in her ear in an icy cold voice as she wrapped her arm around and ripped off her "sister's" mask with a swift motion, snapping the strap. "Anything you'd care to explain?" She sneered, but wasted no time walking around to the boy she was dancing with and ripped off his eye patch with great force (that strap snapping also) and pulling off the scarf covering his hair. She quickly dropped the items to the ground and narrowed her eyes at him, as if it was his fault.

She recognized him as Ted Tonks, a Hufflepuff and if not bad enough a mudblood. There were many others Meda could have chosen outside of their circle and Bella wouldn't have been as mad... but a mudblood?!

She spun back around to face Andromeda. "Good evening Andromeda, how has your night been?." She said sarcastically, her voice one of false cheerfulness. She instantly changed her expression to one of anger, her eyes narrowed. "You were a Black. One of the few authentic pureblooded families in the Wizarding world, and you go and betray us by dancing with this?" She swung her arm back to point to Ted. "You knew what was expected, yet you decided to go and try to... bend the rules so to say, did you?" Her voice was suddenly low and dangerous, quiet enough so herself, Meda, and possibly Ted who was behind her were the only ones able to hear. She dropped her voice even more and said, in barely a whisper, "Let it be known, Andromeda, you will not get away with this one. Lies won't get you very far this time."

She knew there wasn't much she could do to her sister at the moment, way to public and way to many teachers around.

He spared a glance over at Bellatrix but then locked his eyes on Sadira...or so it seemed. He was looking at her, but he was more or less looking over her at his brother, dancing with some who even knew what and then to Naricssa, who had drug Lucius across the room to Andromeda and Ted Tonks. "Cissy's going to raise some hell." He smirked and let his eyes fall full on her now as he leaned back against the wall.

"They are quite ridiculous some of them." He eyed Sirius particularly just because anything his brother was wearing, doing, or saying must me ludacris in some way. "You easily beat out most of the other girls here." He said dryly, giving a frown at the girl Sirius was dancing with. Who is that? He wasn't wondering because he wanted her for his own, but because he wondered how Sirius managed to snag girls like that. But then something even more surprising came into his sights...Severus Snape...dancing...with a girl. The night was getting more and more stange by the minute...a lot like his mind as a matter of fact.

He held a hand out to Sadira and smirked. "Let's dance."

Ted hardly even realized what was happening until Bellatrix pulled Andromeda away from him and took his eye patch and scarf off. He groaned inwardly, reflecting that it had all ended way too soon, even though he knew it wouldn't last long, for now anyway. He frowned lightly as Bellatrix talked to Andromeda - he didn't have a good feeling about it. He knew the other girl couldn't do much to her sister in the presence of so many people, but he was quite worried as to what she would do to her once away from prying eyes. He hadn't thought he would be putting her into so much trouble by talking to her - he had hoped they wouldn't noticed, but apparently he had been wrong. And if he had known, maybe he wouldn't... no. He didn't regret it, definitely not. He had spent one of the greatest evening in his entire life, apart from the last few moments, but dancing with Andromeda, talking to her and having her close to him made it up very well. He only hoped it was the same for her.

When Narcissa arrived, following her sister, he couldn't help but roll his eyes. He was surprised, however, when she talked to him instead of her sister - who'd have known that bitchy Narcissa Black could lower herself to the point of talking to a mudblood, even if it was only to insult him? As she started circling him with her head held high, he couldn't help but laugh a little but covered it up with a small cough. After all, the situation was pretty funny. They were all so conceited and thought of themselves as more important than anybody else. To him, they were no better than the others - they were even lower. They lived in their own little Slytheriny world of delusions and sneers, and frankly, he didn't know what was better - hating them or pitying them. As she asked if he knew who he had been dancing with, he decided lying was the best option in this case - not to save his skin, but hers.

"Nope, no clue at all. She probably didn't know either, after all I hardly even know her and we never spoke before - not that that's surprising with a family like that..." he said innocently with a light shrug. "She probably didn't even know my name before that one said it," he added, nodding his head at Bellatrix. He watched amusedly as Narcissa retreated toward Lucius only to come back, bringing him back with her. He was restraining the laughter that threatened escaping him so hard that he figured he must have had broken a few ribs already. As she told him to take a good look at Lucius, he took a fake serious expression and nodded sternly, turning to look at Lucius and examining him as though he was a museum piece of art. When she then mentionned that he was nothing like them, he simply couldn't help but laugh. "Cause I'd want to be anything like you? Princess, I'm much more happier with being a mudblood than anybody like any of you. Nobody wants to be like you, except those who already are. You only do the same as all your little friends. Hey, like monkeys!" he said with a smile.

He quickly bent down to pick up his eye patch and scarf which Bellatrix had dropped on the floor before standing straight again with a wide grin. "Well your highness, I must tear myself from your side," he said with a bow. "Toodles," he added before leaving the Great Hall before anybody could even realize what had happened. He made his way to the Hufflepuff Common Room as fast as he could, took out a piece of parchment and a quill, along with some ink, and started writing a letter to Andromeda.

Somehow he had become a bit distracted from Narcissa, not that anything could grab his senses the way she did it was just, well....it was odd to see Severus Snape dancing...with a girl....and not having a heartattack. What was more was that Lucius knew he was dancing with Dorcas Meadows which also struck him as odd, but he wasn't going to argue the point at the moment, seeing as though Narcissa was dragging him off by the hand to harass her sister. When the scene came into view he understood full well why. Andromeda was dancing with Ted Tonks, a boy much below their family's status, which he knew Narcissa would find VERY unacceptable. But he was being used as an example, so it was his chance to swoop in.

He gave a fanged smirk and circled the couple a moment before stopping in front of Ted and tilting his head up in nothing short of a regal manner. "Cissy's right." He grinned, taking a moment to shoot a glare at Andromeda. "I am the image of purity." He drug the word out a bit, glorifing his own status. "And much more of a wizard than the likes of you ever will be." His gray eyes moved back to Andromeda now and he turned just slightly to face her. "How does it feel to sink to the ranks of your blood traitor cousin in a matter of seconds? The actions you have put in motion here tonight make you no better than him. What's worse is that you disgrace a most noble and respectable name." He snorted and took Narcissa by the hand. "I hope you are happy with the path you have chosen, do not expect the bridge to our doorstep to be rebuilt." He smirked and walked away with Narcissa, pleased with both the humiliation they must have just set on the couple as well as the hinting at his and Narcissa's soon-to-be engagement.

As he danced, he could tell the song was nearing it's end, and not a moment to soon either. It was definitely not his dance partner but the music these professors chose was absolutely ridiculous. But it was finally coming to an end and Sirius would end the dance as well with a flashy move, he would place a hand on the woman's back and throw her into a dip, then bringing her back to full stance. His smile never leaving his face and as he released her hands he would slick back the hairs that had became misplaced from the last move. "Well thats a relief, wouldn't want to have to defend myself from some guy who had gone mad with rage." He told her as she informed him that she had come alone, however irony had just then struck as he glanced over towards where he left Dory and the vampire standing. It seemed as if they had also engaged in the dance and by the look in the both of their eyes, it happened to be more than just a dance, it was one of those moments. Trying to not let his frustration show Sirius returned his gaze back to the lady he had just danced with, the same smile on his lips. "Thank you so much for the dance. But I must take my leave for now." He would say as he placed a kiss to the back of her hand. He took off at a slight run trying to get through the crowd of students, colliding with a few and recieving some unsatisfied glares, but it did not phase him. His cape would snap as it trailed on his back and swoosh behind him, his thoughts of pranking seemed to flee for the moment.

A quick glance and his eyes would fall onto a girl ripping another girls mask off. And to his suprise she would tear a guys mask off as well, always drama he thought to himself as he came to a stop and watched the scene for a few moments. How he hated those that picked on others, especially others that considered themselves higher up because of their blood. It sickened him, always forced those memories of his family back, how they thought they were superior because they were "pure" it was insanity. Pure or not, it wasn't the blood that made the witch or wizard, it was the magic, at least thats how he looked at it anyway, and it was proven to him time and time again by Prongs' new lass Evans. She was muggleborn and better than half the purebloods in this place, though to hear them speak it would never be acknowledged, and that was when he saw it. The mask that had been torn from the girl was indeed Andromeda, his cousin, and the only memeber of the Black family he could stand to be around. And the guy, Ted Tonks, a muggleborn wizard, then a few more would approach the two. He knew they had to be Bellatrix, Narcissa, and Lucius. The four people he hated most in this world, and they had just found out Andromeda was mingling with a muggleborn.

Something inside Sirius had taken over, he couldn't just stand there, he was loyol to those he cared for, and Andromeda was always good to him, and Ted was friendly enough the few times he had spoken to him. Filled with anger, his hands balled into fists as he clinched them together. He would begin stomping towards the group paying no attention to those he ran into, he wanted to pull out his wand but had enough sense to know that wouldn't be a good idea. He did not want to risk getting into anymore trouble, and dealing with these people, that would certainly start something. As he approached he could feel his anger boil even more, he couldn't stomach being around any of them, one hand would reach up to his mask where he would rip the thing off and let it fall to the floor. He didn't care any longer who saw who he was. Finally reaching them he forced his way through by pushing Narcissa and that git Lucius out of his way, his eyes narrowed as he looked around at the five people he was now with. "What is going on here!?!" He would ask half yelling, he hated being near them, it took every bit of control for him to not curse them all into oblivion. He knew he would not be welcomed but he really did not care in the least, he wasn't going to stand for the three thinking they could get away with anything just because they had pure blood coursing through their veins.

He smiled to himself as she wrapped her arms around his neck and was just about to comment on the fact of Severus dancing and make some outlandish sort of guess at who Sirius was dancing with, but then the great git himself came storming across the dance floor looking fit to kill with that look in his eyes. He was heading for Bella and the others, surely ready to tear them down for what they had just done to Andromeda and that Fred whatever his name was. He and Andromeda had always gotten along well and he knew that she felt the same things he did about Sirius, he just didn't share those thoughts with anyone. This would be the perfect opportunity to have a good ol' family reunion. He smirked and turned his attention to Sadira and frowned a bit, trying to ward of the smirk that was creeping across his lips that he wasn't sure wasf rom getting to talk to Sirius (even though it was more or less going to be yelling) or from some other unknown origin that would dawn on him later...maybe his mother's thoughts were finally starting to seep into his brain and he was looking forward to humiliating them some more, but a good part of him hoped that that was not the case. "Excuse me a moment, my brother's being an idiot again." He bowed slightly and swept across the floor in his brother's wake, pulling the red mask from his face and kicking Sirius' aside as he went.

"Only what we were raised to do, dear brother." He mocked, leaning on Sirius' shoulder the way any brother would, but considering the circumstances with them it was more or less to be annoying. "Put people like him," he nodded towards Ted, "in their place." His eyes locked onto Andromeda's and he let out a small, undetectable sigh. He felt sorry for what they had done to her, but he wasn't going to admit to it infront of Bella and Cissy. He pushed away from Sirius, hoping to knock him a bit off balance as he did so and leaned over close to Andromeda, hoping to make it seem he was further ridiculing her. "I'm sorry...we need to talk." He whispered, very low, so only she could hear, but the look on his face was one to match the sneer Cissy wore. "Dungeon. Midnight." He said simply before leaning back and forcing as much venom into his stare as possible. "That's just how things are." He said as if it were an afterthought. He turned on his heel to face his brother, giving him an almost curious sort of look. "Did you realize that Severus took off with your date or is she just like every other girl to you, Siri?" He hardly ever called him that anymore, it was usually "blood traitor" or something to that effect. That was what he had called him growing up and he half hoped he hadn't noticed and think that he was going soft.

"Whether you knew who he was doesn't matter! You should've known better than dancing with random people, you should've known to play it safe and stay with those you know!" She spat at Meda, her voice laced with venom, her hands on her hips. Turning her head she saw they had two new visitors; That so-called cousin, and Regulus. "Look Sirius, now you and Meda can start a club!"

Bellatrix started loating standing in that spot... to many unworthy feet have stood there, and breathed that air. She quickly turned back to Meda and spoke "Don't think just because I'm walking away that this is over." She shot Regulus a glance as if saying 'Good luck with these two' before turning on her heal and striding over to Sadira.

She didn't even stop walking as she grabbed hold of Sadira's arm and pulled her over to the other end of the room. Turning around to face her, Bella said "You know... it really doesn't surprise me."

He stood there, the anger was indeed apparent, the look in his eyes, the fists that wanted to draw the blood of his family. How dare they treat his cousin the way they were, it was disgusting, it made him ashamed to carry the name Black. He hated it, being a bloodtraitor didn't phase him in the least anymore, he's been called that for so long it was starting to have a nice ring to it. Typical of them though. they lacked the thought process to come up with anything else, thinking they are so much better, they can't even think for themselves, the lot of them. Following some Dark Lord like little puppy dogs, it was ridiculous, it was quite funny actually, but it didn't stop the anger he would feel everytime he was in the same vicinity as them. Meda looked as if she were about to burst into tears filled with rage, and it was enough for Sirius' sympathy to nearly take control and he brings about the demise of Bellatrix, Narcissa and Lucius. But he kept his cool, he wouldn't give them all the satisfaction, he would just stare at them all, one at a time.

Then all of a sudden he felt someone lean on his shoulder, and the voice, the voice he heard, it was Regulus. He would listen, it took everything he had to stay in control, he couldn't do anything, he was outnumbered, he had to suffer the touch of Regulus, it made him sick. Finally it was over with, he felt the shove that made him take a step back but he never moved another inch. "What you do best you say? And what might that be Regulus?" He began asking trying to keep his voice from flat out screaming the words. "If by best you mean being a complete mule's ass, I'd say you all accomplished that goal the minute you were born." It was a remark full of hatred and distaste, but carried that certain Sirius flavor. It was suprising to him to be able to keep himself in control like he was. Were they somewhere else besides Hogwarts, the situation could've had a bit more danger added, but as it was none of them dared lift a finger or grab a wand. Another thing that he thought was funny, they all supposedly were these vicious witches and wizards yet none of them dared try anything in the presence of authority figures. Cowards he thought to himself, at least have the gall to prove that your purity is better, that you are such a high and mighty force. It was all stupidity.

Again Regulus spoke, only this time it was about Dory and the vampire who by what his brother said turned out to be none other than Snape. And it dawned on him, he had been friendly to the guy, actually spoke to him without any harsh words, 'damn masks' he told himself mentally. "As a matter of fact I did notice that Reggie." He spat the name out with distaste, "Snape probably pissed himself and decided to ask her to show him how to remove the stain, other than potions the guy really isn't that great of a wizard from what I've seen." Each sarcastic comment seemed to calm him, his hands finally unclenched and he would flash a wink over to his cousin Meda. Deciding to really get things heated Sirius slung his arm around Regulus and put him in a headlock where he proceeded to give him a noogie. How he hated it but the response he would get would be priceless, and to make even more fun Sirius would speak to him in an almost friendly tone. "So little brother. I see you've been spending time with that lass Sadira Parkinson." He let go of his head and smiled as friendly as he could at him. "Learining from your big brother huh? I'm so proud." He would say it with mockery, he knew Regulus would be angered, but he just couldn't resist the temptation.

Where he should be making snide comments back to Sirius about being a mule's arse, he remained silent, with his eyes locked on Meda for a few moments before he turned his attentions back to Sirius.

He opened his mouth to say something, but ignored all of Sirius' prior statements about being an arse when he found himself hunched over slightly in a headlock. My, was this a lot like old times. He struggled for a moment, swiveling a bit on the spot and working a foot back behind Sirius'. "You know how much I admire you." He prodded back, trying to lace the comment with both mockery and sincerity all in one. It was in that moment he decided to pull his foot back, thusly pulling Sirius' out from under him and knocking him flat onto his back on the floor. "Learned from the best." He grinned and promptly decided to seat himself on Sirius' chest and staring down at him with a mocking innocence only a little brother could put on.