Alcyone was wearing a plain, blank tank with some darker coloured jeans and knee high boots as she finished off her planning. She examined it quickly, her eyes raking over the page whilst she munched on some bread. She would starve if she didn't eat before she went dancing. She planned on dancing with her girls, before sitting at the bar and missing her husband until they left. Then, she would apparate back here and continue her work. Mostly, she just wanted Nors and Clara to find some handsome men and take them home.

She saw the time, and she grinned devilishly as she retrieved her mad hatter outfit. She changed into it, and appraised herself. It covered up enough of her body so that she didn't feel un-comfortable, but not so much that she would be considered un-desirable. She could remember wearing this when her and her husband went clubbing the first time back when they were teens, and that was one of her best memories.

She made her way out of the Hogwart's grounds before she apparated to the nightclub and entered. There at the bar, was a gorgeous looking Nora who was being eyed by some men already. Many's gazes flickered to her briefly, and she heard some wolf whistles. She ignored them as she walked over to Nora, and some men looked as if they were about to pass out at the sight of two sexy women, in sexy outfits, possibly lesbian together. She couldn't understand how guys found girl on girl action sexy.

"Hey there Nors." She greeted Nora.

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Clara rushed to the door of the nightclub. She wasn't used to feeling so exposed! She could sense that yes, she looked fricken awesome, but it came at a price.

She stepped into the nightclub and bit her lip, trying to spy Alcy and Nora. They'd said they'd be here early... ah. There they were. As she made her way over to her co-workers, Clara caught glimpses of a lot of men's eyes on her. She was starting to be self-conscious.

Brushing that away, she sat down with her two new friends. "Dayum, girls! You look sexy!" She grinned, curled blonde hair held back by her bunny ears. "Is it just me... or is everyone staring at us?"

Jameson was ready for a good night out on the town, maybe meet some chicks, hook up with one. If he was lucky, that is. Often, he wasn't. The girls would flirt, but eventually they'd leave because they became un-interested. He was determined to get a girl tonight, and he would be the most charming guy they'd ever met. He ruffled his red hair and waited outside Crazy Cauldron's until his partner-in-crime, Wilder, showed up and he clapped him on the back.

"Wilder, man, lets get some chicks." Jameson grinned, his red hair falling in his eyes. He brushed it away before entering, and immediately his eyes zoned in on the three sexiest women he'd ever seen. Not only were they naturally beautiful, but they were also wearing incredibly hot outfits. His eyes in particular were drawn to the bunny, whom had the most beautiful locks of golden hair he'd ever seen.

"Wow."

Alcyone looked up as she saw Clara and let out a woop as she examined her. She looked absolutely irresistible in that bunny outfit, and it really showed off her curves. The colours went well with her skin and her hair, and most definitely brought out her eyes. Alcyone stood up and gave Clara a quick hug, already decided that she was a good friend.

"You look amazing." Alcyone grinned at her comment about everyone staring at them, and she looked around. "Yeah, I noticed that too." She then noticed two guys ogling them, and the red head especially with Clara. He was cute, and in a very subtle movement she stepped closer to Clara. "Hot guy with red hair watching you at the door." She giggled.

Wilder arrived all in good time. Clapping his old friend Jameson on the back, they moved inside, out of the cool. He was scouting the other way for chicks until he heard Jameson's great big "Wow."

Flipping his head back, Wilder followed James' gaze and saw three pretty sexy ladies. "Let's go get them, huh?" he said, pushing through the crowd.

"Evening, girls," Wilder said with a lopsided grin that could charm the pants off of any cute kitty. "Aren't you three all dressed up tonight?" He was looking straight at the woman dressed as a cat, and damn was she a sight for sore eyes.

"Really?" Clara's head flipped around and she giggled, turning back when she realised they were coming towards them. She grinned and winked, putting a finger to her lips.

They came up behind them and started talking. In her mind, Clara was thinking, Well that was easy, but she knew deep down they were gonna need to work it to keep them there. They were both really quite handsome.

"Hi," she greeted back with a cute grin.

Jameson almost became the jittery, nervous mess he had been back in high school when they approached the girls, but he managed to rein it in and act cool like Wilder. He let his tense muscles relax and an easy going smile made its presence known on his face as he winked at the bunny. He moved his gaze to the sexy kitten, whom he noticed was being eyed by Wilder, and then to the mad hatress. She was also gorgeous, but he noticed the ring on her finger and crossed her off the list.

Not that there was a list, he really wanted that bunny. "Yeah, aren't you just?" He hummed in agreement to his friends comment. "Im Jameson Campbell, this is Wilder Tate, and you lovely ladies are?" He asked with an innocent smile that made most girls swoon.

"Are you, now? What kind of fun?" Wilder smirked. He could see out of his peripheral vision the flashy gold ring on the mad hatter's finger, and both he and James knew better than to hit on a married woman. So they both seemed to get the idea and stuck with the other two hotties accompanying her.

"Cute names," Wilder grinned, stepping forward, up to the bar and ordering a shot of firewhisky, 'accidentally' brushing Nora's side on the way past. He had the art of picking up down-pat in several countries. "Can we get you ladies a drink?"

Alcyone looked sideways at Nora as she became flustered. Her blush had become worse, and she giggled. In a comforting way, she gripped Nora's hand and squeezed it as Nora tried to respond. She saw the plea for help in her friend's eyes, and she swiftly responded. "Oh, just a little girl fun, if you know what I mean?" She winked.

Alcyone couldn't hold back a snort of laughter at Nora's completely gobsmacked expression when Wilder brushed past her. She leant over to Nora in a very flirtatious looking way and whispered in her ear, "Act cool, Nor's. They are the enemy, and you must win them over to gain information."

Clara was internally laughing at poor Nora's lack of coordination when it came to flirting. "I'd love one," she said kindly. She could still feel the redhead - Jameson's - gaze on her, it was slightly unnerving. She hadn't been stared at for a few years now. Don't get her wrong, she was basking in the attention.

Flicking some stray hair back over her shoulder, she turned to Jameson. "Is there something on my face?" She asked, pretending to be ditzy and playing that she didn't know the real reason he was staring at her.

Jameson grinned at Nora and winked when she looked completely bewildered by Wilder's obvious flirting. He'd never been one to hold back, and clearly she was not accustomed to such thing. He was a bit surprised, for surely a pretty girl like her would at least have someone, however the same went with Clara. He really hoped she wasn't otherwise occupied, like Alcyone.

His attention swiftly returned to said blonde girl, and he almost blushed and became a blubbering mess like he would've when he was a teen, but he kept his cool and took a step towards her. He swiped his finger slowly over her cheek, pretending to brush something off of it. "Don't worry, I got it."

Clara repressed a soft giggle and grinned when Jameson pretended to brush something off her cheek. She imagined she was blushing lightly at the touch, even though she couldn't feel it.

"You're cute," she said confidently, officially smiling with her eyes this time. Jameson seemed to make her act a lot more confident and out there than she usually was. It was sort of inspiring, in a way, and Clara liked it.

Jameson smirked as he was called cute. He liked that term much more than 'sexy', 'hot' or any of that. It was more of a sweet thing to say, and he slid his hands into his jean pockets as he grinned at her. Confident, he thought.

"I prefer devilishly handsome, but yeah we can go with that." He joked and winked at her with a smirk. "Well, i'm gonna up that and say you're drop dead, traffic stopping gorgeous." He winked.

She grinned. "That too," she laughed. Clara bit her lip. He was really charming. She didn't know why, but he was suddenly very attractive.

Clara imagined her cheeks were flaming red. "You're too kind," she said modestly, but was secretly revelling in the major compliment. It had been too long since she'd been made to feel this way. Clara was loving it.

Jameson grinned at Clara, his eyes raking over her once more. The bunny outfit didn't leave all too much to the imagination, and those legs seemed to go on forever. He looked back up into her eyes and grinned at her violent blush. "Ah, thank you."

Jameson then held his hand out for her to take, his favourite song coming on. He winked at her. "Care to dance?"

She watched as Jameson's eyes travelled over her body once more and it sent her brain buzzing. She hoped he liked what he saw, because she certainly did.

Clara shyly placed her hand in Jameson's and let him lead her to the dance floor. A song with a good beat had started up and she found herself really wanting to dance.

Wilder grinned as Jameson and Clara headed off to the dance floor. "Now how about that drink?" he asked the other two. "What would you like?"

He took a gulp of his firewhisky. Wilder was generally curious as to what their tastes in alcohol were. It was a very handy thing to know - he was a bartender by trade, after all. It was in his nature to remember a regular's favourite drink.

"So, where do you ladies stand availability-wise? I'm sure too beautiful girls like yourselves aren't single?"

Nora watched as Jameson swiftly made his advance on Clara, who easily flirted back and they were soon dancing happily on the floor. She huffed in annoyance, after all it wasn't fair at all that she became a blubbering mess around boys when Clara could just charm the pants off of them with a blink. She turned to say something to Alcy, when Wilder spoke once more and she looked at him with a hint of a blush on her cheeks, before remembering Alcy's whispered words. She could easily place him in the enemies category, and she'd charmed men out of information before.

"I," she spoke in her sugar-sweet voice as she rested her arms on the counter and looked at him with a suggestive smirk. "Don't drink all that much, thanks for the offer though." She almost hugged Alcy for knowing her so well, as she felt sexy and confident now.

She twirled a loose strand of hair around her finger as she looked up at him through her lashes, a look that had taken years to perfect and not look cheesy nor fake. She smirked and jabbed her finger at herself. "Im flattered, yet single."

Wilder grinned lopsidedly as he noticed the blush in Nora's cheeks. It was cute. "Oh, don't you?" He said, raising an eyebrow in what could be considered a flirtatious way. He was a bit more resilient than she would think; her sweet, tantalising voice was only bottom of the range he'd been through. "Well then, I'll just have to get drunk for both of us," he joked, taking another swig of his whisky.

"What about yourself, Alcyone? Want anything? The rounds' on me, just for tonight," Wilder announced, being the gentleman he was.

Nora looked up at him with goo-goo eyes; she was very pretty. He smirked, but then his eyes widened in surprise. "You're joking! Ah well, you don't mind if I chat you up then, do you?" He winked.

Jameson took Clara's hand and lead her onto the dance floor, his hands resting on her hips as he danced with her, a lopsided grin on his face. The low beating of the bass thudded in his ears and he twirled her under his arm, watching as her blonde hair swirled around her.

"So, Clara, huh? Got a last name to go along with your first name?" He asked.

Clara was buzzing. She hadn't even had anything to drink, it was amazing like she was intoxicated but... wasn't. She giggled.

They danced on the floor, his hands on her hips and hers wrapped around Jameson's neck. The bass was loud and thumping, but good to dance to.

She grinned at James after he spun her round and then thought 'innocently' for a moment, wondering whether she should tell him. "O'Keefe," she said at last, deciding no harm could come out of it. "What about you?" she asked, looking up at him through big blue eyes.

Alcyone grinned as Nora settled into a far more seductive persona, though it seemed she'd have to go all out if she wanted to win Wilder over completely, her simple flirting was not enough. She watched as Nora rejected a drink, wondering on earth she was doing.

"Thats alright sugar," Alcyone grinned as she ordered her own drink, before in response to Wilder's question she flashed her ringed hand. "Sorry love, im not on the market. Im just teasing the general public." She gestured to her Mad Hattress outfit with a wide smirk.