The lights were dark as music blasted throughout the club. It was hot. You were dancing with a drink in hand, wearing a deep red silk dress. With black lace gloves. You wore black heels. It was beginning to hurt your feet. But you continued to dance. Tipsy, or rather drunk and swayed by the music.

Suddenly your gaze captured over to a man. A man you recognized. It was Severuss. You stared, and then his eyes locked onto yours. And he made his way to you with a stern look.