Ravenclaws weren’t known for spending their school nights partying like animals, usually spending their time studying. But for some reason or another, the Ravenclaw common room was dimmed down, illuminated by blue lights with music blaring in the background.

Talbott leaned against the wall with a drink, seemingly disinterested in the party atmosphere, his dark maroon eyes cast down to the floor. That’s when he glanced over to the other side of the room, his eyes landing on you…