Interacting with the guests

Will looked around at what seemed more like a celebrity fest than a birthday party. Will looked around. Everyone was done eating, and they had gotten off their tables to interact each other. He also did want to do that, but he was unsure as to who he would have to meet first. He did not want to meet with Draco Malfoy, he just didn't want to mess with the person who would hate on Harry Potter for his whole school life. He did want to meet with Neville, but Neville was just sitting in his table, even though he was clearly done eating.

"You should talk to the guests, William. They have come here to wish you a happy birthday. The least that you can do is thank them.", Arthur said, patting Will's back.

"Talk to the Macmillions first. Then the Longbottoms. After that, the Flints. Then you can go to the outer circles for a few tables of your choice, and then go to the Malfoys. Now, go... remember the order.", Arthur warned him. It seemed like he had come to this party with a full plan and a hierarchy of families even for the greetings. But, then again, that was to be expected based on how he only came out because other noble houses were coming.

Will got up, and went over to the Macmillons. They immediately smiled when he came over.

"Hello dear. Happy Birthday. Congratulations on getting into Hogwarts. My daughter also goes there. Pippa, dear, say hello.", the middle aged man said, and he moved aside, to reveal Arthur to a girl. She was a little older than him. Will estimated that she was in her third, maybe fourth year.

"Thank You so much for coming, and for your wishes.", Will said, smiling. He had been forced to rehearse this dialogue over and over by his grandfather a few nights prior.

After saying a few words to them, Will slowly ended the conversation. He had become quite adept at it, and was even taught a lesson on the different ways to do so without hurting the oppositions feelings. Will left the table, and went over to the Longbottoms. Neville was nervous as ever, and his grandmother, Augusta, was talking to him.

Will stopped a few inches from Neville and greeted them. "Hello. Thank you for coming to my birthday party. I hope that you have enjoyed it."

"Ah! It looks like Arthur spared no expense in teaching you manners. Well, that might be the one thing that he does right in parenting.", Augusta mumbled. She cleared her throat, and replied. "Thank you so much dear. Happy Birthday to you. It is a wonderful party. Well then, we will not take much of your time, You can speak to the others. My grandson is having a tough time adjusting to the party.".

Will nodded and looked at Neville. He was having his head down to the table, and he didn't even look back at Will.

"I hope he is fine. Then, I shall do the same.", Will said and moved away.

Will moved to the Flints but he stopped.

"Did grandfather say the flints next, or the outer circle? Oh my god, what do I do now?", he thought to himself, confused. he turned his head and looked at Arthur. But, Arthur was speaking to someone else, and was not bothered about Will. He looked at his parents but they were nowhere to be seen. Panicking, Will started looking around. The loud noise and the chattering was getting very disturbing, and he was feeling a little nauseous. The lights started growing fuzzy, and all of a sudden, Will started losing feeling in his legs.

"Are you alright?", Will heard a gentle voice say, and felt a hand on his shoulder. Slowly, he felt all his tension and panic fading away. He turned around a few moments later to come face to face with a tall, old man. This man was old, and his face was covered with wrinkles. He had a long beard, and half moon glasses. Will looked at him with shock, mouth agape.

"Professor Dumbledore?"