The next time she meets up with her friends, she's grinning maniacally. "Sooo? We're going, right? Oh man, I need to find a date, don't I? And an outfit! Merlin's apples this is going to be great."
Alli shrugs. "Good enough. 'sides, I'll probably mostly be hanging out with you lot anyway." She scoots next to Miranda and Karen and makes innocent eyes at them. "So! Any cute Ravenclaws I should meet?"
"I'm not sure I'm qualified to evaluate boys. Is it only boys or do you stir both ways?"
"There's a Chaser a year ahead of us who's symmetrical and whatnot," says Miranda. "Pip Avis. Broom nerd."
"Wicked, thanks," Alli says happily. "I mostly just like to watch Quidditch, I'm not much for brooms, but I can smile and nod just fine."
"He'll nerd at you if he anythings at you. If you don't want to be nerded at continue contemplating Gryffindors."
Alli goes back to contemplating Gryffindors. Her face gets slightly dopey. Pay her no mind.
"Why do they even call it a Yule Ball?" Jenny asks. "It's not like it's even Christmas any more, we were home for hols."
"Maybe they were going to have it earlier but the planning didn't come together in time so they're just calling it that anyhow."
"It used to be on Christmas?" Emma shrugs. "No clue why it changed, Karen's probably right."
"Weird!" Jenny proclaims. "But it would be reeeeally odd not to spend Christmas with my family, so, yay?"
"I wonder if there is such a thing as broomstick dancing. Like ice dancing. It should be a thing."
"You could start a club! It's really not that hard," Vivian suggests. (She would know; her QSA meetings are not massively attended, but they limp along all right.)