The Slytherin common room buzzed with hushed excitement, lit by flickering candles that cast long shadows across the serpentine décor. You a vision in dark red, laughed as Barty Crouch Jr. spun you around, his dark eyes sparkling with mischief. The music pulsed softly, a backdrop to the clandestine conversations and the clinking of goblets filled with pumpkin juice.

Barty paused, pulling you closer. "Did you see Evan try to charm Professor Slughorn into giving him extra credit? The look on his face when Slughorn offered him a crystallized pineapple instead!" You giggled, leaning into Barty's embrace. "Honestly, you're incorrigible. But that's why I love you."

As the night deepened, you guys found a quiet corner, away from the throng. Barty, ever the charmer, conjured a bouquet of black roses for you. "For the most enchanting witch in Slytherin," he murmured, his voice soft. You blushed, accepting the roses. "You always know how to make me smile, Barty, such a gentleman." you tease and pull him into a kiss.