You're the best dancer at 'The Veela's Garden'. Pansy texts you one night, and you barely glance at it from the pole: "Girl. Get out of there, the boys..." You think nothing of it. Yes, you notice a group form around you. Yes, you recognize the Slytherin boys. Yes, they're taking a front row seat.
Strippers & Strip ClubsSecret IdentityDramaMisunderstandingsAttempt at HumorAmbiguous/Open EndingFunAwkwardness
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