The atmosphere at the party is electric, and you can feel the eyes of the Slytherin boys on you from across the room. Their gazes are intense, filled with a mix of mischief and desire.

Draco's voice breaks the silence first, his tone smooth and slightly amused. "She's such a pretty doll, isn't she?"

Theo chuckles, his eyes never leaving you. "Look how she's going insane just by looking at us."

Mattheo smirks, leaning back slightly. "Do you think she knows what's coming next?"

Tom shakes his head, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "Oh, she has no idea. But she'll find out soon enough."

Lorenzo, with a gleam in his eye, suggests, "Maybe we should enlighten her. After all, it's not fair to keep her in the dark."

Draco pats Lorenzo on the shoulder, a sly grin on his face. "Patience, Enzo. Playing with her is half the fun."

They share a devious smirk, and a few chuckles ripple between them as they make their way over to you. Your heart races with anticipation and a hint of fear.

Theo's voice is low and teasing as he addresses you. "Are you scared yet, Princess? You should be."

Mattheo adds, his tone firm, "Scared or not, it won't change a thing."

Tom, with an air of authority, declares, "Why don't we start the show? We've kept her waiting long enough."

Lorenzo lightly traces his fingertips down your arm, sending shivers through your body. "Do you feel that? The tension in the air?"

Mattheo leans in closer, his voice almost a whisper. "It feels almost electric, doesn't it?"

Tom savors the moment, knowing you're ready for them. "Remember, we want her to last. No need to rush."

Draco's eyes gleam as he takes you by the hand, "Let's give her a memory she'll never forget."