My Deepest Erised (Draco x Kaiye x Harry love triangle)

Part 8 - The Party

"Ravenclaw's hosting a party tonight," Hermione told me one day after breakfast, "We should go. Everyone will be there and that's quite rare."

"Sure. Why is it rare though?" I asked her as we walked outside. I wasn't really too upset with people seeing me hang out with people from Gryffindor as I was before. Who cares?

"Well... Slytherins usually never come to any parties except the ones Ravenclaws host. They don't even come to all of those. But as it's the first party this year, everyone should be there," she explained to me, sitting down on one of the benches.

"Do the professors know about the parties?"

"Of course not! We sound-proof the common room and make sure to put spells on our beds, just in case someone checks in on us. But they never do that anyway," she said, the sun shining across her face. It was quite a nice day compared to the rest of the week.

"So nobody ever got caught?"

"Oh, of course they did. But never for something too serious - if people are getting drunk we have a 'no moving out of the common room until the next morning policy' - this way Snape or Filch won't catch you in the hallways, as they are usually the ones who do that.

People who get in trouble are usually the ones that break that policy, assuring everyone else that they'll get back to their dorms fine, and then... they just don't.

But they rarely expel someone for seeing them in the hallway. Only if they catch you drunk more than once, as far as I know."

We weren't allowed to have any magic parties in France, so I was really excited to go to one for the first time.
I've spent that whole afternoon with Hermione, and then we went our separate ways after dinner. She told me not to wear anything too fancy, as the professors would suspect something if they saw us in the hallways dressed like that.

And it's not that I didn't understand what she meant when she said that, but I never liked going to parties underdressed. So I put on a short black bralette that could, with one eye closed, maybe pass for something you could wear out to do errands, and a pair of high-waisted black flowy pants. My hair was styled in a high ponytail, my eyeliner drawn out to perfection, and I felt much better than I would in a T-shirt and jeans, as Hermione suggested.

I threw on a black hoody over everything, just to make sure that I could pass through the halls unnoticed until I got to the Ravenclaw common room.
On my way there, everything seemed normal, but it didn't seem like anyone was going in the same direction that I was. People seemed to be getting ready for bed, as the hallways were almost completely empty.

But when I reached the painting that guarded the Ravenclaws and it asked me for the answer to a riddle, I completely froze.

"Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?" it asked me once again.

How was I supposed to know the answer to that?

"Hey, you're the girl that won that duel against Harry Potter," a voice behind me said, startling me. I turned around and saw a guy that I didn't know approach me.

"Yeah, I'm also the girl that doesn't know the answer to this stupid riddle!"

He laughed.

"A circle has no beginning," he told the painting, and it started moving, "After you."

The common room was filled with some kind of colorful smoke that glistened just above the ground, emitting dim light into the room. It was packed with people, even though I didn't expect it to be from what I saw outside those walls, and it was only once I stepped inside that I could hear the music blasting.