The dress you chose for the party at the Ravenclaw common room was stunning, if a bit daring. So what if it was skin-tight and showed just a hint of cleavage? And the heels you were wearing were a few inches higher than your usual? You looked incredible, and that was all that mattered.

After applying a swipe of lipstick, you walked past the common room, only to be stopped by your brother and his friends.

"Where do you think you're going in that dress?" His grey eyes flashed with disapproval, clearly not pleased at seeing you dressed so provocatively.

"To the Ravenclaw party?" you shot back, crossing your arms and tilting your hip, your gaze brimming with defiance.

"Alone?! Not a chance," he said, glancing over at Pansy, who, for once, wasn’t planning on attending a party. "You're going with her."

Pansy shook her head. "Draco, I can't. I have a paper due tomorrow."

Mattheo, your brother's best friend who had been casting appreciative glances your way all evening, stood up from where he was lounging. He adjusted his shirt and ran a hand through his hair, his eyes lingering on you with an intense, almost hungry look. "I'll go with her," he offered smoothly.

Theo, another of your brother's ’s friends, also rose to his feet, extinguishing his cigarette. He shared a knowing look with Mattheo, a teasing grin spreading across his face. "I’ll go too," he chimed in, slapping hands with Mattheo in a gesture of camaraderie.

Draco's eyes darted between Mattheo and Theo, clearly torn between frustration and disbelief. Pansy, trying to maintain her composure, let out a small giggle, clearly amused by the sudden eagerness of your brother's ’s friends to accompany you. She had a pretty good idea of why they were so insistent.

Draco shook his head, his expression resolute as he turned back to you. "You're not going anywhere in that dress."

"What? No way. I am going!" you protested, your voice rising with determination.

"Not. Happening." He glares "Go back to your dorm."