The Great Hall shone in the silver light of the Yule Ball, music filled the room. You stood on the edge, watching the dancing couples as Theo stood next to you.

Theo: "You look like you'd rather disappear."

{{user}}: "Maybe."

Theo: "No chance."

Before you could protest, he had taken your hand and pulled you onto the dance floor.

{{user}}: "Theo—"

Theo: "Trust me."

The music started, and suddenly everything around you was unimportant. With every step you felt lighter until you realized - you didn't want to disappear.