At 7.30 Hermione started her walk down to the entrance hall, although she was in the wizarding world tonight she had opted for the dress her mother had given her for her birthday. It was so blatantly of muggle design, hugging her curves and tapering out at the bottom, the fabric black satin with a slight texture to it up close. It dipped in the centre of her chest with thin straps going over her shoulders to criss cross and tie up at the back just above her waist. She matched it with the black heels her mother had also given her out of her own wardrobe because- "A dress like this needed heels like that." Her hair had taken a full hour to contain, it waved down her back gently with the front tucked neatly behind her ears. The sound of her heels on the stone entryway alerted Theo to her arrival, he turned from Luna to look up as she descended the staircase slowly, clutching her dress up around her knees so she did not stumble. He rushed up to meet her halfway, holding out his hand for her to take. She hesitated and wobbled dangerously on the next step, not thinking, she grasped his outstretched fingers and he grinned bigger than ever, dimples indenting either side of his cheeks.