RIDDLE ME THIS

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i met Pansy in the common room and we set off towards the Great Hall, chatting excitedly.

we reached the stairs and i looked down to see Matteo and Draco engaging in a deep conversation.

maybe they could feel our presence, because they both looked up at Pansy and i the moment we took a step down the stairs.

i didn't look away from Draco, matching his wide smile.

his eyes followed my every move, scanning my body.

"evening," i said as i reached the bottom step.

"you look... devastatingly beautiful, Lola."

i smiled at the compliment. "you don't look so bad yourself, Malfoy."

he offered me his arm and i took it as we turned to Pansy and Matteo who were laughing together.

"ready?" Matteo grinned.

i nodded and we entered the Hall.

the ball was already well under way and i wasted no time in dragging Draco onto the dance floor.

"i can't dance for shit, Lola!" he called over the music.

"it's easy," i guided his hand to my waist and put my own hand on his shoulder.

he quickly got the hang of the slow dance, spinning me around and around the floor, weaving between the crowd.

i caught sight of Neville Longbottom dancing as if he had a partner and pointed him out to Draco, who laughed.

"i feel... oddly bad for him." i frowned.

"go and dance with him then." Draco grinned.

"shut up." i rolled my eyes, heading over to a table surrounded by Slytherins.

they all got up as soon as we got close, offering us their chairs.

i made to sit on my own chair, but Draco pulled me into his lap.

"—left before anything even happened," Enzo was grumbling to Theo.

"lucky her," Theo rolled his eyes.

"what are you talking about?" i frowned.

"Enzo and his little notebook," Draco scoffed, figuring out the gist of the conversation.

"tell me about it," i demanded. "i always hear you discussing it and i never have any idea what you're on about."

"go on, Berkshire," Theo slapped his friend on the back.

"it's like a game," he sat up a bit straighter. "muggles are worth five points, half bloods are ten and pure bloods are twenty."

"right," i frowned. "how do you get these points?"

"i sleep with them," he shrugged. "then count up how many points i amassed at the end of the year."

my eyebrows shot up.

"it was great when i wasn't the only one playing," he glared at someone on the dance floor. "but oh well."

"that's... interesting." i nodded.

"here," he reached into his pocked and slid the notebook across the table.

i read the page it had opened on.

Flora Carrow - 20
Hestia Carrow - 20
Madeline Murton - 10
Sienna Davis - 10
Zoe Accrington - 5