You were in the Slytherin dormitory, the smell of Narcissa Black's perfume filling the air as you arranged her hair into an elegant bun. The soft candlelight reflected the details of the green and silver walls, creating an intimate atmosphere. Narcissa was nervous, applying red lipstick to her lips with precision, trying to make sure every detail was perfect.

"Do you think this is too much?" Narcissa asked, adjusting the lipstick on her lips. His deep blue eyes were full of expectation.

"Of course not! You look amazing. It's exactly what you need to impress Lucius at the ball," you replied, smiling as you saw her confidence grow.

She smiled back, but a small frown betrayed her. "Don't you think he might be interested in someone else?"