Scorched and Bruised ; Draco Malfoy

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Star delicately sleeked back Pansy's hair into a tight ponytail while Oceana applied the final touches to Pansy's makeup. Pansy had been as upset as Blaise was—but she'd been able to speak. After consoling her for some time, Star and Oceana had taken up the task of preparing Pansy (and themselves) before they set off toward the Undercroft.

Theo's ability to spread the word about a party in the Undercroft instead of the common room was just one of his variety of mysterious talents. While common room gatherings could involve all houses, they were never quite as wild or as spacious as those held in the Undercroft, which was reserved for all the houses.

Pansy sniffled, and Star quickly began waving air into her face. "You look stunning, Pans," she said in panicked reassurance. "Don't ruin your makeup!  Look! Look how pretty you are!"

"Yeah! Wouldn't want to ruin that would you, babe?" Oceana added. "C'mon, Pans! You look fierce so act like it. Keep it up and make him proper jealous!"

"You're right... fuck him! Fuck Blaise!"

Star sighed and gave Oceana a reproachful glance.

Oceana shrugged and whispered, "We both know that regardless of how anything goes down, that's going to end up in angry makeup sex and a date in the morning."

Star rolled her eyes. Despite Pansy and Blaise's deep affection for each other, they still struggled to express it in healthy ways, often leading to toxic situations.

A knock echoed from the door, followed by Oceana swinging it open.

"How is she?" Theo asked. "I've only just gotten away from—oh hi, Pans! You look beautiful, babe."

"YES, I DO!" Pansy boomed.

Theo gave a waning smile and shot Oceana a pointed look—already knowing it could've only been her that inspired this behaviour.

Oceana shrugged.

Theo sighed, "Let me guess. Gonna make him jealous, Pans?"

"YES!" With that, Pansy put on her heels and marched out of her room.

Theo groaned. "I've got her, Draco's taking care of Blaise anyway. You ladies just stay here and get all dolled up," he winked, "although it's tough to improve upon perfection."

Oceana threw a book at his head.

"Don't let Cas hear you talking like that!" Marcello's familiar voice chimed in as he arrived at Pansy's door. "Hola, muñeca," Marcello said, addressing Star, "Muñecas friends," then he greeted everyone else in the room with a warm smile.

"Mars, hey!" Star exclaimed. "What're you doing here?"

"Coming to get my date, but it seems she's shagging someone in her room," he shrugged. "You busy tonight, Nott?" Marcello smirked at Theo.

Theo's eyebrows shot up, "Oh—uhm—babysitting duty."

"Oh, well then no worries, love. If you don't uh—tug on poles—well I just needed to check, didn't I?" Marcello's eyes blatantly roamed down Theo's frame with a lascivious glint in them.

Theo's surprised expression was met with eager reassurance from Oceana and Star.

Theo smiled at Marcello, "Once the two lovebirds are all made up, come and find me."

Marcello tipped an invisible hat, flashed a satisfied smile, and left.

"You think Theos going to take it?" Oceana asked Star.

"I bet ten galleons that Marcello's going to take it, but he's going to take control like it's Quidditch season and he's the captain," Star said.