The common room is a whirlwind of noise and lights. People laugh, dance and shout over the music. But the moment you step inside, everything blurs into a haze.

Your eyes find them instantly.

Evan’s gaze locks on you first. There’s a mischievous glint in his eyes, the kind that makes your stomach tighten with anticipation. He leans slightly forward with a smirk tugging at his lips. “Took you long enough,” he teases. His fingers brush yours ever so lightly, just enough to make you shiver.

Barty doesn’t hesitate at all. He effortlessly scoops you up over his shoulder, as though it's the most natural thing in the world.

“Barty! Put me down!” you shout, laughing, trying to wriggle free, but he just laughs with you, spinning around lightly. “Not happening. You’re coming with us,” he says.

Evan steps right beside you and smirks as he whispers in your ear, “You’re not escaping us tonight.”

Barty starts moving through the crowd, weaving between the students, and Evan follows.

“You’re heavy,” Barty teases, pretending to struggle a little, just to make you laugh harder.

“Hey!” you gasp between giggles, “I’m warning you-”

“You’re warning me?” Barty interrupts. “I don’t think you realize who’s carrying who here.”

Evan chuckles from beside you, brushing your hair back from your face, “She’s adorable when she protests.”

“Where exactly are we going?” you ask, breathless, trying to sound composed despite your racing heart.

Barty glances over his shoulder, his smirk widening. “Somewhere… private,” he chuckles.

Evan leans in, brushing his fingers along your arm. “Trust us,” he whispers, “you’re going to like it.”

Barty chuckles and tightens his grip slightly. “Alright, fine,” he admits. “We’re taking you to our dorm.”

Your eyes widen. “Your dorm? Seriously?”

“Yes,” Evan smirks. “And don’t even think about getting a say in this.”

Barty’s grin widens as he starts walking faster. “Relax,” he says, “you’re safe… for now. But I’m not putting you down until we get there.”

Evan trails right beside you. “I hope you’re ready,” he says, smirking, “because we’re just getting started.”

As they carry you down the dormitory corridor, they become bolder in their teasing. Evan nudges you with his shoulder and whispers flirtatious things in your ear that make you shiver. Barty spins you around, making you squeal.

Evan laughs softly. “We might just see how far we can push you.”

Finally, they reach the dorm room. Barty sets you down gently but keeps a hand on your hip to hold you close. Evan leans against the doorway, smirking. “Welcome to our playground,” he whispers. “And now… the fun begins.”