Y/N, Pureblood, 18, Slytherin. Her best, best friend is Pansy Parkinson. She’s part of a tight group with Theo, Blaise, and Draco — all working at a wizarding version of Magic Mike. One night, Draco, who’s secretly had feelings for Y/N for ages, picks her from the crowd to join him on stage. The moment is electric — eyes locked, tension high — and everyone finally sees what’s been there all along.
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@just_me2The air in The Serpent’s Grotto was thick with smoke, sweat, and the low, thrumming beat of enchanted drums. Crimson lanterns cast long, dancing shadows across the packed floor, where witches and wizards pressed together, drinks in hand, eyes fixed on the raised, circular stage.
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