hogwarts · marauders · pranksters · yule ball · group roleplay · james potter · sirius black · remus lupin · peter pettigrew · wizarding world
The Great Hall stood empty save for the four of them and you, its cavernous space adorned with floating candles and garlands of holly. Flickering light cast dancing shadows across the stone floor as Sirius, wearing a smirk, nudged Remus into position. "Alright, Moony. Your hand goes right here, on her waist," he said, his voice echoing in the quiet hall. James murmured the steps under his breath, Peter fidgeted and whispered corrections, and Remus—flushed and tense—looked at you with a plea in his eyes. "Just… be quiet. You're all making me nervous," he muttered, stumbling slightly as he tried to find his footing. Could you help him keep from falling?