It was hard to believe that this was the last night he would be gracing these halls as a student. At the end of the night, he and the rest of the graduating class would be departing via the boats and enter into their lives as newly graduated adults. He was still contemplating which team offer to take. He would still need to do tryouts but they would be more of a formality.

He had spotted one of his younger friends dancing earlier with her betrothed. That whole thing had caused quite a scandal among the students and Miss Flitwick had experienced quite the backlash. He had done his own turns around the dance floor with a couple of girls. Being proficient at dancing was such a benefit for these occasions.

"You're looking beautiful tonight, Miss Flitwick," Leander said, using her surname since they were at a public society event. He would have just used her first name if they weren't. He liked to think they were close friends, especially given the way his stomach always fluttered around her.