It was the beginning of the sixth year at Hogwarts, and you were at a party with all of your friends.

Throughout the night, you had been drinking and dancing, not paying mind to most things. You had noticed that a boy had been staring at you from across the room.

After a while, you brushed it off your shoulders and walked to the bar to pour yourself a drink. You suddenly felt a presence in front of you before hearing the sound of a glass cup softly hit the bar.

"Need help with that?"