Music echoed from the speakers and smoke billowed through the crowd.
Anastasia could hear the music pounding in her chest as she swayed her hips making her way to her group of friends.
"I think the drink is getting to me" Enzo said as he placed his plastic cup on the table.
Anastasia giggled at Enzo's slurred words before tripping up. The world felt like it span around her as she crashed onto Blaise's lap.
"Whoops!" she looked up at him smiling and he laughed back looking down at her.
"If you wanted my that bad you could have just asked?"
She quickly clambered off him and perched next to him laughing at his comment. Clearly the drink had hit her too.
The group sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes but Anne had a strange feeling. It was like someone's eyes were starting into her soul but she couldn't see anyone near her.
She noticed that Mattheo wasn't sat with her friends and was more than happy that she would not have to deal with him all night.
The speakers blasted and a familiar tune began to play.
Enzo, Pansy and Anastasia immediately jumped to their feet in excitement. They each grabbed the friend closest to them.
Pansy grabbed Draco, Enzo pulled up Theo and Anastasia offered her hand to Blaise.
"Care for a dance?" She suggested winking at him.
He chuckled and grabbed her hand, practically racing her to the dance floor.
🎵my my,
at waterloo napoleon did surrender.
oh yeah
And I have met my destiny in quite a similar way
The history book on the shelf
Is always repeating itself🎵
"WATERLOO" they all shouted jumping in the air. They began to spin and dance all giggling together and singing happily.
Anne loved moments like this where the whole group was in peace. She admired the happy look on each of their faces.
She span Theo around and burst into laughter as he began to wiggle his hips imitating Pansy.
The song came to a finish the music dulling and another song began to play.
There it was again, the feeling someone was watching her.
Her ocean blue eyes scanned the room. There he was.
Riddle.
His eyes burnt into her with a fierce look. He was stood somewhat far away with people dancing in front of him. Anne held the eye contact almost like looking away meant loosing.
Mattheo wore a black shirt a few buttons undone. Sipping slowly on his drink, he titled his head a smirk forming on his perfectly shaped face.
"OMG" Pansy grabbed Anne's shoulders forcing her from the trance of his eyes.
"DRACO ASKED ME TO DANCE!" Pansy began to jump up and down in excitement.
"oh that's amazing hunny,
go, go dance with him" Anne attempted to urge her away.
Pansy wouldn't budge. "No i need you to come with me, i'm all
nervous my hands are sweaty and if something goes wrong i need to you save me." Pansy rubbed her hands on Anastasia'a arm. She recoiled at the wet feeling.
"Give me one second."
Anastasia glanced around the room noticing that Riddle had moved from his previous position.
Swiftly making her way back to her room she rummaged through her drawer. She quickly found what she was looking for and raced back to Pansy.
"Here." She handed the silk gloves to Pansy who sighed in relief. "I'll dance with someone next to you, just in case you need saving."
They both leaped to the dance floor Anne chugging the last her her drink before she left.
The beats of the music rang in her head, she swayed her hips slowly rolling her hands down her body seductively.
It wasn't long before she had a boy behind her. With no idea who he was he slipped his hands around her waist and moved her hips towards him.
A few minutes of dancing went by his hands roaming her body freely before a cold hand wrapped around her arm.
She was pulled from the crowd, stumbling behind the person dragging her with little resistance. Her drunken state not allowing her to fight back.
Golden rings dug into her wrist.
Who the fuck was this guy?
Her body tensed as he pulled her in front of him.
"Riddle" she looked up, his mahogany eyes held a fury unlike any she'd seen before. "What could you possibly want."
Her eyes quickly began to bleed with scarlet.
"Why are you letting him touch you?"
"Why is that your problem?"
"Do you know who he is?"
Mattheo stepped closer to her, her back now being pushed against the wall.
She could smell his cologne, it was intoxicating.
"No" Anne crossed her arms "why?"
"He's scum, don't let him touch you again" his words were venomous. The seriousness to his voice panicked Anne but who was he to tell her what to do.
"Bite me."
With that she walked away with only one intention. Entirely ignore Riddle
Mattheo's eyes followed her as she walked from him. She didn't know what she was getting herself into.
Nor did he...
