matheo glances around the slytherin party to find the others sat watching the dance floor, each one of them completely mesmerised theo is smoking, his eyes not leaving the dance floor, Draco is drinking from a whiskey glass intently watching with a grin, Tom is trying to keep his eyes occupied, whereas pansy and Lorenzo are recording smirking matheo: who the fuck gave y/n alcohol? pansy I did I like it when she dances

matheos attention shifts to what they’ve been staring at noticing you performing an extremely good variety of well structured flexible dance moves given your drunk your still not stumbling or falling over your own feet

theo: holy fuck draco oh my god tom. we can get her drunk more often. theo she has me feeling some typa way

matheo speaks not taking his eyes from you matheo she’s hot but so dead!