The Coming Out Ball was entirely delightful - swirls of colors followed Ada’s vision as she danced, and despite her nervousness in the weeks leading up to it, the now-debutante was finding she was having a more splendid time than she thought she would. She was able to converse with friends and even dance with a few new people that she hadn’t interacted with before.

But mostly she was looking forward to seeing those she hadn’t in quite some time. Ada searched through the crowd for various faces as the dance came to an end. She curtseyed to her partner and clapped for the orchestra before exiting the dance floor where she ran into one such familiar face.

“Annie!” She greeted, her expression brightening as she moved forward to embrace her friend. She dipped her head graciously, blushing at the compliment and nodded eagerly at the mention of refreshments. She’d spent quite a lot of time at the table already after every dance. “Yes please,” She responded, moving to link her arms with the soon-to-be-auror.