When she was younger she’d taken classical dancing lessons --waltz, foxtrot, and more. But the way people were able to trash about gave her a pause, she’d been able to be carefree at the Yule Ball with Viktor but it seemed that was all his doing since she couldn’t seem to bring herself to do that tonight. Maybe it was because she hadn’t seen anyone she knew yet? Either way, she was to the side and safely drinking a bubbling glass of the clubs specialty drink. The club wasn’t large but with so many people her age packed into it this week, it sure was amazing to see. No one seemed to give a shit about anything but the music and the good times. 

Walking past the statue a missive flew past her head almost getting caught in her hair as she entered an Elevator. Another day in the ministry, another day of trying to make things work with what they had. Nothing was glamorous and she almost preferred it that way, it allowed people to see how truly awful some of the previous practices were. She nodded her head as she squeezed into the elevator as quickly as possible.