Ribbons & Bows

“Just ask her to dance.” Blaise says, rolling his eyes, a new drink in his hand.

“I have no reason to.” He responds, watching yet another wizard approach her for a dance.

“Do you need a reason besides the fact that you want to?”

Draco considers his friends' words, watching her carefully as she spins, working their relationship into knots in his head. Was there any reason he couldn’t dance with her?

“I thought you were going to light me on fire to be honest.” Theo chimes in, appearing next to him with a fresh glass of whiskey. “You didn’t tell me you were seeing her.”

“Technically I’m not.”

Seven.

She danced with seven men through the night.

He would make sure that she remembered that number.