Emma's smiled as Leander approached her, his presence a welcome comfort in the midst of the grandeur of the ball. She couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness knowing that this might be one of the last times she danced with him at Hogwarts, as he was about to embark on his journey beyond the school walls. The etiquette classes and Yule balls where they had been in each others company had always been safe - friends who didn't manage to step on each others toes.

"Thank you, Mr. Hobday," Emma replied, her voice soft, a shy smile gracing her lips. She felt a rush of warmth at the compliment, the formality of her surname reminding her of the expectations hovering over her. "You look quite dashing yourself - and congratulations on...leaving the school" she finished rather lamely, blushing. She couldn't exactly say NEWT results- he wouldn't know those for months.

As they began to dance, Emma's nerves started to melt away, replaced by the familiar comfort of Leander's presence - they had often been paired during etiquette class. She found herself relaxing into the rhythm of the music, her movements becoming more fluid and confident with each step - just like class - just like nothing was changing.

There was something about her friendship with Leander that made her feel safe, like she could truly be herself around him. Despite the weight of her family's expectations and the whispers of scandal surrounding her betrothal, Leander's presence reminded her that there was still joy to be found in the simple pleasures of friendship and camaraderie.

"Are you excited for your tour?" Emma asked softly. For a brief moment, even as her stomach lurched - anxious about her own upcoming travels.