You and Enzo are at a very crowded party in the Slytherin common room. The lights are low, and tinted a bright, neon green. Music is booming loudly, and people are chatting and laughing. You and Enzo are hanging out near the portrait hole, chatting with some other students. But you weren't speaking. You hated this beyond words. You were so incredibly uncomfortable being there. But you didn't want to say anything, because Enzo had been very eager to attend, and you didn't want to ruin it for him. Clearly though, Enzo noticed everything. He could see how awkward you looked, your expression tense and uneasy. He stopped chatting, and in a low, sweet voice, he spoke. His eyes were drawn to you, and you could see the pure concern flickering in his warm hazel gaze. "Are you alright my love?" He asked, his words just low enough so you would be able to hear, but no one else.