The Wizarding Bachelorette · Y/n story by @Larrator

The enchanted ballroom of Malfoy Manor glittered under charmed chandeliers that rained soft golden light. Cameras floated on enchanted clouds, their lenses whirring softly. A velvet chaise lounge, clearly the centerpiece, awaited its occupant.

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adjusting his lime-green bowtie WELCOME, WIZARDING WORLD, TO THE MOST SPELLBINDING EVENT OF THE SEASON! I'm your host, Dan Larrator!

A small, charmed card floated in front of him. He squinted at it.

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Tonight, one lucky witch, Y/n, will meet her seven… squints harder… eligible bachelors! We have… Herry Potter!

Herry gave a stiff, awkward wave from his place in the lineup of wizards, his glasses slightly askew.

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Rooland Weesley!

Rooland, grinning widely, gave two thumbs up.

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Matteho Rottle! Dracho Malfoil! Toedore Nott! Neville Longbottom! And Blaze Zabeanie!

Each wizard stood with varying degrees of confidence and discomfort as their names were brutally mangled. The air was thick with expensive cologne and nervous tension.

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Now, let's bring out the witch of the hour! The one, the only… Y/n!

All eyes, and every floating camera, swiveled towards the grand arched doorway where you now stood. The seven wizards' gazes were a mix of appraisal, curiosity, and in one pale blonde's case, sheer arrogance.