"My Lord…" a voice quietly greeted as the boy-who-lived glanced up from where he had been seated. His date had been dragged off by her Headmistress for an urgent message concerning the Tournament, leaving him to simply enjoy the thinning crowd of students and staff. Upon raising his eyes, he blinked once in surprise as he took note of Millicent Bulstrode and her date standing mere feet from him.
"Millie, Gregory you two look lovely this evening."
Said girl, who had cleaned up rather nicely including her hair tied up in a bun, blushed while the large boy next to her stuttered out a few words of thanks.
"Is there something I can help you two with?"
"I uhh… well I was going to head back to the common room soon and…" The Goyle heir shifted his weight slightly, before glancing over at his date. "I just… wanted to make sure Millie had a good time and all… so uh… a bit of help here?"
The female bit her lip, before nodded slightly, "I can take it from here Gregory, thank you for the lovely evening."
He nodded, before quickly heading off.
"Isn't much of a party person, is he?"
"He just doesn't like dress clothes I don't think."
"Well you look lovely in that dress, I am sure he thought so as well."
"He did," Millicent nodded in confirmation. "I was wondering if you had time for a dance?"
...
"Mind if I cut in Draco? I heard Krum and Diggory were going to talk about Quidditch for a bit."
The Malfoy heir practically threw his betrothed at Harry before quickly moving through the crowd towards his targets. Chuckling the emerald-eyed boy took her hands in his and continued the dance, far more smoothly than the previous boy had been.
"Finally notice that he needed saving?" She teased, earning a smile and a nod.
"That," his hand made its way to her lower back, "and I have been meaning to dance with you."
"Hermione, Ginny, and Hed will be so very jealous."
"Undoubtedly, but I promised them all dancing in the next week anyway, so they should be satisfied with that."
She moved in closer as they swayed, "And what kind of dancing would that be?"
His mouth moved to her ear, "The kind that starts with clothing on, but ends with it off…"
"Any chance we could… dance like that?"
"Well, your partner is a bit preoccupied right now…"
"And he is more than accepting of our… activities…"
No one, save for a certain French Witch, noticed when his hand slipped onto the dark-skinned girl's bum, or when she made an excuse to use the restroom, and he followed moments later.
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"Hey Cho, could you give me and Krum a few? There is something I need to talk to him about, you know Quidditch stuff." The girl nodded, albeit in an annoyed manner, before wandering off to find someone else to speak with. Sure, her boyfriend was very nice, but he still had a few antiquated ideas about girls and the sport they both played.
A few minutes later she found another person having been, apparently, left by his lonesome.
"Hello Harry."
"Ah, Miss Chang, how are you this evening?"
"Good, Cedric is a bit… distracted right now though."
"Oh? What a shame, especially after you spent so much time selecting such a lovely dress…"
The Ravenclaw glanced back at her, still completely distracted, date before leaning in closer to the emerald-eyed boy. "You know Harry, I hear Cedric still hasn't properly thanked you for saving his life."
"I suppose not, you know how very distracted he has been lately…" the boy countered in his own whispered tone, sending shivers down the girl's spine and removing any last hesitations she might have had.
"Perhaps I can help with this… somewhere a bit more… private ?" she huskily breathed in his ear, before gesturing towards a doorway leading off into an empty hall.
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Fleur growled angrily as she watched her date return with a different girl for the third time thus far. He was supposed to be paying her attention, not running off to fuck every slut who would spread her legs or drop to her knees at the first kind word and glance in their direction. Sure, she was busy with her 'duties' as Champion, but that didn't give him an excuse to constantly find other entertainment!
Finally, he made his way back to their table, a content smile on his face as he sat down next to her, close enough for her whispered snarl to reach his ears, "Having fun ?"
"I am, are you not?"
"I would be having more fun if someone would remember who they are with !" she ground out quietly, to avoid making a scene.
"Oh? I do recall you leaving more than a few times as well."
Her patience snapped, before she grabbed his arm and pulled him from the Main Hall as discreetly as possible, once in a secluded hallway, and a few privacy Charms thrown up, she let loose her frustrations.
" You are supposed to be with me! Not shagging every girl here!"
"I assure you I have not shagged…"
She pushed him back against the wall, her lips claiming his and silencing his protests. For what felt like hours she greedily devoured his mouth, tasting every inch of him as her tongue intertwined with his. Finally, she pulled back, gasping for breath and glowing with satisfaction.
"You have not shagged me . But I assure you that is going to change now . My date will not be fucking every girl at the dance and then leave me unsatisfied, now either lead us to your room or I will be finding the nearest classroom and claiming you on the first desk I see."
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Lucius Malfoy glanced down at the letter that had just been delivered to his office.
June 24thLittle Hangleton Graveyard, Nine O' Clock
The Minister reached for a nearby bottle, and poured himself a full glass of liquor, before downing it in a single gulp. He had made his choice, and the die were cast. Now all that was left was to see if his gamble would pay off or not.
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