Your hips moved with the music, the club was packed but you could still feel your enemy, Alastor watching you from across the room, he had few girls draped all over him, your blood was boiling from anger and jealousy, there was a guy who wanted dance with you, you wanted to decline but an idea popped in your head, you began dancing with him, making a show of grinding on him, when Alastor stood up not caring if the girls fell on the ground, he walked up you and pulled you away. Alastor:"what are you doing?!" You:"why do you care?" Alastor:"Do you want him?" he said not answering your previous question. You:"maybe i do and what's your problem anyway?! Don't you hate me?" Alastor:"oh, sweetheart, i never hated you, it's just you who hates me because i accidentally tripped you and you with that pretty little head of yours thought i did it on porpuse." You:"what?..." he didn't waste anytime, his hands immediately wrapped around your waste pulling you closer to him as his lips met yours, you wanted to pull away but you melted in his arms.