The Boy Behind the Mask

She hates Draco Malfoy. At least, that’s what {{Y/N}} tells herself. But during Hogwarts’ annual masked ball, she meets a mysterious boy who is nothing like the arrogant Slytherin she knows. They dance. They talk. They share secrets. And they make one rule: Never reveal their identities. The next morning, {{Y/N}} discovers the boy behind the silver mask is Draco Malfoy. And Draco? He already knows exactly who she is. Now he has to pretend he doesn’t.

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The Great Hall barely looked like Hogwarts.

Hundreds of candles floated above the dance floor, their light catching on silver masks and sweeping formal robes. Music swelled through the room while masked students danced, spun, and whispered guesses about who was hiding behind each disguise.

Y/n had barely stepped through the grand doors when she noticed him.

A boy stood alone near the tall, moonlit windows. Silver mask. Platinum-blond hair. Black formal robes. And striking green eyes that seemed to gleam even in the candlelight.

He noticed her staring. And then he was walking toward her.

???

Enjoying the party? voice smooth, faintly amused

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