So This is How It's Going To Be?

Gavin clearly seemed bemused by her response, though he wasn't as negative about it as she had anticipated. His question surprised her, as well. Was he asking her to join him? Or just to join the general splendor of the party? Audriana couldn't really tell. Her fingers toyed with her skirt for want of something to do. Glancing down at them, she allowed herself a brief moment to show the surprise on her face before covering it and straightening up again.

Taking a moment, she paused and glanced around the room and tried to absorb everything that was going on around her. There were far too many people in the direction he had pointed to, though their excitement was oddly entertaining. It did look like a good time, if one liked to be in the middle of a party. Gavin surely seemed to be a fan of the idea. Perhaps he just liked being the center of attention sometimes, Aud mused. She hadn't really decided if she was right or not yet.

Looking up at him, Aud bit her lip for a moment before taking a deep breath and replying, “Actually, that could be fun.” She arched a brow in a sort of challenge, but wasn't sure she really wanted to see what he thought of her reply. Did he even think her capable of letting loose? Sometimes she doubted anyone thought she could. Aud, herself, wasn't always sure.

Not sure how he was going to take her response, she flashed him a quick, not-as-fake-as-she-intended, smile before walking straight into the mass of students dancing and chatting. If he hadn't meant for her to join him, she could pretend she had never thought he was suggesting it. If it was the other way around, maybe Aud could get some insight into the curious person that was Gavin Blackmoor.

Gavin hadn't quite expected her to agree but grinned at her back as she moved off into the crowd. Audriana had always seemed remarkably uptight with her books and rule abiding, naturally making the boy all the more eager to see her unwind. Was it possible there was some fun in Swan's body after all?

Gavin followed Audriana back into the center of the crowd. He wasn't exactly sure what to do with the girl now that his mission had been a success. What were you supposed to do with girls? Most of them seemed to like boring things like painting nails and talking about their feelings. But then again, Audriana had proved time and time again that she was not like most of the other girls their age. Gavin shrugged internally and figured that if they had managed to make it through the Quidditch season a little party would be no problem.

The pair stopped among the other students and Gavin was promptly hit in the head with an enchanted boomerang that had been flying around the crowded room. His hand sprung to the throbbing area and rubbed it slightly before disregarding the pain and glancing around at the mess around him. It was quite the party, the kinds of which underclassmen like Gavin were rarely privileged to see. There was no alcohol or drugs visible even among the oldest students - the euphoria of another year done was more than enough of a buzz.

"So do you have any plans for the summer?" Gavin asked, unsure of what else to say. He was only just realizing how infrequently he talked to Audriana about things other than their sport. If he was going to have to deal with her on the team for another year maybe it was time to learn a little bit more about her.

Why had she agreed to this? Audriana was not someone who understood parties or wanted to be the center of attention. She certainly enjoyed the feeling she got when she caught the snitch and everyone knew she had helped win the game. But that didn’t mean that she liked people staring at her on regular occasions. Her belief that it had been an awful idea was almost immediately proven correct as she turned back to him. The moment her eyes met his, Gavin was whacked over the head with an enchanted object.

Audriana gasped loudly, hands flying up to cradle his head and make sure he wasn’t hurt too badly. “Oh my gosh,” she murmured, feeling like she was mothering him a bit too much, perhaps. Her eyes avoided his, and though she was aware of doing it, Audriana couldn’t seem to help it. If she looked at him, it would be even easier to see the worry in her eyes. His own hand reached up to check for a bump, but the instant she felt his hand brush hers she pulled away.

His question surprised her, though she wasn’t sure why. Surely everyone was asking such things of the people who weren’t graduating. Unfortunately, her answer would likely be one of the more dull responses Gavin would get to that question.

“Oh, um,” Audriana began, pushing her hair over her shoulder to keep from fidgeting now that she was afraid to get too close to him or touch him again. Her answer had to be worded properly, she knew, to keep him from looking at her like she was a sad puppy left out on the curb. At the beginning of the Quidditch season, she had accidentally mentioned that her parents weren’t around and Audriana wasn’t sure if he remembered.

“I’m going back home for the break.” She replied finally, glancing over her shoulder just in time to lean away from a drunk seventh year dancing too close to them. Oh, right. That was a thing at parties. Dancing, that is. The girl ran into Audriana, shoving her back so her shoulder knocked into Gavin’s. “Sorry. Um, I’ll probably do some traveling with grandmum and Sophia.”

She shrugged, forgetting that she hadn’t mentioned Sophia before. Choosing to keep whatever semblance of propriety and keep more of her life to herself, Audriana wrapped her hand around the bicep of the arm that had knocked into him and looked at the floor. If she was supposed to dance, it wasn’t going to be with him. Not unless he started it. So she just shifted weight a bit with the music instead of actually allowing herself to let go like so many others were. She glanced up at him through the curtain of hair between them, pushing it out of her eyes. Any change in their maybe-friendship would be on him from this point.