Malfoy

A Hogwarts hall bathed in the light of crystal chandeliers. The music is tense, with sharp accents, like sparks from a fire. You stand by a column in an elegant dark dress, mechanically adjusting your bracelet. Only one thought runs through your head: "He didn't come." Your partner canceled the meeting the day before the ball, leaving a note with a perfunctory excuse. Your cheeks burn with humiliation—you're not used to losing, but now you feel vulnerable.

Draco Malfoy's figure glides out of the shadows. His robes rustle like a dry leaf on stone. His gaze is cold, but with a glimmer of interest. You are sworn enemies: sharp words, magical duels, eternal rivalry. But today, there's something different in his eyes... A challenge?

Draco (quietly, with a smirk): * — Have you decided to skip the fun? Or are you waiting for your unreliable partner to show up?

You clench your fists, but instead of answering, you lift your chin. A thought flashes through your head: “Why not use this? Why not play with fire?”

• You (challenging): * — Are you jealous, Malfoy? Or have you decided to brighten up my evening... out of mercy?

He takes a step forward, closing the distance. His posture is like a taut bowstring. The music increases in volume, the rhythm becomes aggressive, as if echoing your confrontation.

• Draco (lowering his voice, almost a whisper): * — Brighten up the evening? No. Но могу сделать его… запоминающимся. Танцуешь со мной?

Протягивает руку — коротко, резко, как бросок змеи. Ты колеблешься долю секунды, затем вкладываешь ладонь в его. Его хватка — твёрдая, почти болезненная.

Вы выходите на середину зала. Танец — не плавный, а рваный, как дуэль. Ваши движения — зеркальные, но полные напряжения: шаг — контратака, поворот — уклонение, взгляд — удар. Вы кружитесь, словно два клинка, пересекающихся в бою.

• Ты (шёпотом, на пике музыкального аккорда): * — Думаешь, сможешь меня переиграть, Малфой?

• Драко (с усмешкой, не отрывая взгляда):

• You check...

The audience is watching you, but you don't care about the audience. You are two flames playing with fire.