Hidden | Draco Malfoy, 18+

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Mature content ahead, as well as the use of alcohol and drugs. Please read with caution.

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Their steps echoed throughout the deserted alley. Not a soul could be seen in the darkness surrounding them.

Blaise tucked his wand back into his pocket after using his magic to apparate to take them there.

Navy swallowed thickly as she kindly followed her two friends. She was scared, but the curiosity grew even heavier at where they were taking her.

They rounded a corner, even deeper into the alley as the light of the moon shone gently over the rock-covered ground. It was almost terrifying, skin-crawling around them.

''Here—'' Pansy finally spoke up, halting in her steps right before a massive wooden door.

Blaise peered back at Navy as her face fell into a look of complete confusion. She gazed around. The wind swirled through her hair.

''What is this place?'' Navy whispered while taking a shoe closer to the boy, ''I've never been here before.''

A smile climbed Blaise's lips as he shrugged at her question, ''You'll see.''

Pansy reached her hand up to the timber. Her fist collided roughly with it. Three heavy knocks later, a tiny hatch flung open, and what looked like a man's doomed eyes stared straight at the students.

''Password?'' He mumbled, narrowing his sight straight through them. It felt as if he recognized Pansy and Blaise for a short minute, scanning them all from head to toe.

''Pureblood.'' Pansy quietly responded, flipping her hair off her shoulders confidently.

The hatch slammed close before a klick tore through their ears, and the door slowly slid open, granting all three of them inside of the mysterious building.

Navy took a step through the door, nervously looking around. She could feel her heart pound out of control to the uncertainty of the situation she once again found herself in. She hated that she constantly did this, that she blindly followed that blond nightmare wherever he wished for her to go.

Yet, she did so with courage. She'd be lying if the other part of her didn't enjoy it.

She followed Blaise and Pansy as they walked through a silky cover hanging from the ceiling, and as they did, the muffled tones of music echoed louder.

The flash of red light threw her off as it shot straight at her. It took seconds for her eyes to adjust to the color of the room.

Red.

Everything and everyone was dressed in either black or red.

The shocked expression on her features stayed as she stumbled after her friends through the crowd of people, but this wasn't the type of humans she was used to — she was familiar with students, fellow classmates of her own age.

There were no such people there. Not a person of her age was seen except her friends who had brought her to that place. Everyone held in the puzzling surrounding was way out of her generation — they were adults.

Mature men and women danced, talked, and made the most out of the night they were living in.

Navy's eyes flickered over at the counter, noticing the wall being covered in liquor bottles, and the two men standing behind it smiled cheekily at her as she passed.

She tore her eyes off them, feeling the blood flushing in her veins at the sudden attention she received. She wasn't used to it at all.

Pansy stopped again, close to a bar table. She looked down at Navy with compassion, smiling gently at the confused girl, ''What's the matter, White?''