Gwyn Weasley walked down towards the lake. She saw signs posted every where, but ignored them. Going down to the waters edge she smiled. It was pretty out tonight. Looking up, she saw, again, many signs. "Hmm...?" She walked over and grabbed one.
SCHOOL DANCE!!
THIS SATURDAY!!
STARTS AT MIDNIGHT!!
EVERYONE WELCOME!!
Please dress formaly. The dance will include a banquet.
It will be held beside the lake. We hope to see everyone there.
Signed,
School Commitee
Gwyn frowned. Sure, a dance sounded fun. But how was she suppsosed to get a date? Sighing she sat the notice down on the ground. Or a dress for that matter? It was impposible.