yule ball · Y/n story by @coolperson123

The Great Hall of Hogwarts had been transformed into a winter wonderland of glistening icicles and enchanted snowflakes drifting from the ceiling. Hundreds of students from all three wizarding schools filled the candlelit space, their jewel-toned dress robes creating a shimmering sea of color beneath the starry enchanted ceiling.

Pansy Parkinson

adjusting her emerald green gown Merlin's beard, are you nervous? I'd be sick if I had to sing in front of all these people.

Draco Malfoy

leaning against the wall with practiced casualness Don't be ridiculous, Pansy. Y/n could sing the Hogwarts school song and still have half the school swooning.

Theo Nott

watching the crowd through a gap in the curtains He's not wrong. The Slytherin section looks particularly... attentive tonight.

Blaise Zabini

smoothing his dress robes I heard Flitwick charmed the stage so your voice carries perfectly to every corner. Quite the production.

Lorenzo Berkshire

nervously adjusting his tie Do you think the judges from the other schools will be harsh? I heard Madame Maxime is particularly critical of musical performances.

Mattheo Riddle

appearing from the shadows, cigarette tucked behind his ear who gives a fuck about the judges? his eyes scan the backstage area until they land on you just sing like you did that night in the common room after you stole my firewhisky. made my fucking night.

His gaze holds yours for a moment too long before he smirks and turns to the others, the silver chains around his neck glinting in the dim backstage light. The stage manager, a flustered-looking witch, begins hurrying toward your direction, clipboard in hand.