Oh, I remember that night perfectly. Everybody so 'giddy' about this whole Tango mess. The world was fucking messed up then. Tango? Well, I DO know how to do a good tango.

"Draco, you don't look so good." Goyle had said to me. I rolled my eyes at him.

"It's cause I'm pale, right?" I asked.

"I've already told you that before, haven't I?" He responded. I swear, the git was a menace to society. Tell me why purebloods could be so stupid? There wasn't any incest in the family, was there? Ew...

"Yes, you've told me that six thousand bloody times." I said, hitting him in the back of the head. Crabbe didn't get the joke, but laughed all the same. They knew not to mess with me.

"Malfoy..." I heard a smooth voice say from behind me. I turned around to find Marcus Flint smirking at me. That made me furious. Nobody stole my smirk and got away with it...

"Flint." I said casually, hoping maybe he could die in a marsh pit somewhere in the muggle part of the world.

"My girlfreind's going to do great, don't you think?" He asked Pansy, MY girlfriend, loudly. "She's the Tango Champ." Tango champ, I thought, yeah, we'll see about that...

"Just keep a move on." I said, shoving him just a little as we made our way to the great hall. I was dressed very nicely, I'd think. All in black. Black's just my color. Goes along with my hair quite nicely, makes it stand out.

And then I spotted her. HER. With her perfect face, perfect body (nice ass), God, how I wanted her. But she HAD to wink at 'Marcus, darling Marcus.' Always it was Marcus this and Marcus that. I became mad. You know, I thought I was rather sexy. Why couldn't she just get over her ego and choose me?

And then the curtain went down. I watched as she, Charlie or Charlotte, the eye candy I so liked lined up with her dance partner. Flint smiled, knowing all too well he was going to enjoy watching his girlfriend be dipped so he could get a look down her dress. Truthfully, so was I.

And then as she started to dance, she winked YET AGAIN at Flint. He didn't deserve it. Hey, I would be captain of the quidditch team... just had to make sure that 'Marcus' was off and out of school first. Imagine what shit he'd give me if I beat him. And that's when I thought 'Why should he get every glory, including MY eye candy?'

As I watched her move, I could just... I don't know. Everything about her, down to her sexy frame was just so... turn on-ish.

When the song ended, and she was finally free of that stupid git who actually got the grace to dance with her, she blew a kiss. Not to me, oh never to me. Always to HIM. Why was he so fucking perfect? Did she not see his mouth full of future metal?

He blew a kiss back. He's just so... slytherinsh it makes me furious, just the thought. Well, that was like calling the troll dumb.

Now it was time to start the dancing with everyone from the 'Tango Team' as we mocked them behind their backs. It was our way, being Slytherins. She took Flint's hand and led him to the dance floor. Oh, I could have just drew my wand and... no, I was going to be civil. All's fair in love and war, but Malfoy's don't play fair.

I watched them dance. I watched that stupid good for nothing Flint as he tried to dance. Please, it's not that hard, I thought. In fact, I knew I could do much better. Even as she critiqued him after trying to sway her (which wouldn't have been that bad except that it was with him) he still was rewarded with a snog. A kiss. What the fuck was that about? I didn't even want to look. Flint and snogging don't go together. Charile and snogging do. Put me and Charlie together, you'd have yourself a snogging factory. But we're not here to talk about that, now are we?

When they sat down next to Pansy, I felt that gave me a good enough reason to walk to her. To see her. To get a damn good look at the girl who had been in my fantasies before I met her, and now in my dreams that usually ended up with me waking up in a cold sweat and having to take care of 'certain things' if you get me.

"What do YOU want, Malfoy?" Flint had asked me. I looked over at Charlotte, and then quickly over to Flint again. No way was I going to give mercy. No way.

And then the git had the nerve to stand up as if to challenge me! I raised my hands to show him I meant no harm, only to snog his girlfriend out of her sexy little mind. Flint walked me to the end of the room.

"I asked you what you wanted." He said menacingly. I merely smirked and crossed my arms.

"Only to wipe that smile off your face by the end of the night." Maybe, I thought, that would teach him not to talk that way to a Malfoy.

"You've been eyeing my girl a lot lately." Flint said. I shrugged. "Hands and EYES off. She's mine."

"Oh, and by yours... do you mean you have a brand on her or something?" I asked. "I mean, if you don't, then it's no good to say she's yours."

"Stay away..." He said, retreating back to Charlotte. Merlin, she was sexy with her hair pulled back like that. It truthfully made me horny, but you'd never know that. Malfoy's are supposed to be more dignified.

I followed Flint back to the table, smirking at him. "Draco Malfoy. I told you to back off." I knew. But I didn't care. I simply rolled my eyes and looked to the sexy girl who was too perfect to be real.

"Care to tango?" I asked, feeling down right shaggable at the moment.

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