The Yule Ball

Sonia blushed deeply staring incrediously after him. Her fingertips slowly brushed her lisp and she smiled. "It is." she whispers.

When Elrohir finally got home, Maik and Aslan were still on the porch waiting for him, though now Maik was somehow sitting on Aslan's shoulder and playing him checkers.
"Have a nice walk?" She asked, barely hiding a smug grin.

Descartes cleared his throat from behind Sonia startling her.

"Descartes!" She scolds blushing even harder.

"Shall I tell mother and father you have a suitor?"

"You be quiet." Elrohir said, feeling his ears go red again. "Shouldn't you be inside or something?"

(((Where do we go from here?)))

(jump to the next morning?)

(K, but you post first)

(allright)

Elrohir checked his watch to make sure he was on time. He stopped in front of the Huberts' gate and rang the bell.

A woman with black hair streaked with gray pushed a button opening uit for him. "Lady Sonia is waiting for you." she says leading him inside. She was a tall, skinny woman, with highcheekbones.

Elrohir half bowed and followed the woman in. She reminded him of McGonnagal, stiff and slightly intimidateing.

The woman stopped when Sonia came running out. She dismissed her. "Thanks Beatrice." she says. When the older woman was out of earshot she turned to Elrohir. "I am SO sorry. Descartes overheard what you said yesterday and kinda slipped it to my parents. Now they want to get to know you." Her face was a deep red.

Meeting the parents. Oh no...
"That's fine." Elrohir managed. "i'd love to meet your parents."
He stopped, realizing something. "What do you mean, Descartes overheard me?"

Sonia blushed. "Long story, but we better go. Maybe they'll be easy." she says taking his hand and leading him inside.

"Maybe.." Elrohir said without much enthusiasm. He held to her hand and followed her in.

SOnia could feel his hesitence. She felt her heart sink.

"I'll be fine, don't worry." He said reassuringly. He gave her hand a squeeze.

Sonia blushed. "I hope. I'm going to kill Descartes for this." she whispers before they entered the drawing room. On the otherside of the room, her mother and father both sat with perfect posture.

Darius was a tall man with slicked back black hair that had gray tips. He wore a black suit. His dark green eyes scanned the Daily Prophet for the day's events. As soon as he heard the walking stop, his intense eyes snapped up to focus on Elrohir.

Salene was a kinda dainty woman. With a short, skinny physique, she seemed to have stepped out of a victorian painting. Her long blonde hair was down and waterfalled down her shoulders. You would think she was sitting on it. Her deep blue eyes seemed ever so kind. In a way she seemed almost a complete opposite from her husband; then again, she didn't. Her long pink dress didn't help the fact she looks like a life sized porceline doll. She wore only a little bit of gloss on her lips, all other make up gone.

Elrohir swallowed and half bowed. "Good morning Mr.Hubert, Mrs. Hubert. I'm Elrohir Celebrian."

Darius stood and offered his hand to Help Selena. They looked very much like a wizard version of Celeborn and Galadriel as the two walked over to Descartes and Sonia. Darius smiled and nodded. “My name is Darius Hubert and this is lovely angel, is my wife, Selena Hubert.” Selena blushed softly before her husband continued. “Now, I was informed that you would like to be my daughter Sonia’s suitor.” I t was then that he noticed their clasped hands making him clear his throat.

Sonia blushed deeply and gently slipped her hand out of Elrohir’s.

Elrohir's ears became a brilliant shade of red, and he slipped his hands behind his back. "Yes, that is my intention."