Hugo glanced down at her, then up and McKinze. The professor was looking at him, his eyes dark and narrowed. It wasn't quite a glare, but it was a warning. "I... uh...," he murmured for a moment, before taking one of her shakey hands. "Sure." He gave her a charming smile, bringing her toward the dance floor and twirling her into his arms. Good thing his mother had sprung for those dance lessons when he was kid, even if he hated them at the time. One hand rested on her hip as he began to find the beat of the slow song, the music played by violins. "Girl talk?" he asked, tilting his head to the side. Her blush said it wasn't that simple, but he seemed to be missing the point.
Evangeline jerked out of her thoughts, blushing a little as she realized she was caught. Oh, hell. She couldn't let him introduce her to a Death Eater. They'd ask questions. "Oh! That's her name... Yes, yes. I knew I recognized her," she murmured, smiling and bobbing herself in the head. "Silly me. No, I wouldn't want to bother her and her date. I'm having such a wonderful time with you." She gave him a charming smile, the giggled a little. "You, uh, you sure like champagne..."
Evangeline jerked out of her thoughts, blushing a little as she realized she was caught. Oh, hell. She couldn't let him introduce her to a Death Eater. They'd ask questions. "Oh! That's her name... Yes, yes. I knew I recognized her," she murmured, smiling and bobbing herself in the head. "Silly me. No, I wouldn't want to bother her and her date. I'm having such a wonderful time with you." She gave him a charming smile, the giggled a little. "You, uh, you sure like champagne..."