The bass vibrated against her chest, as Luna grinned at her excitedly, "Let's dance." She grabbed her hand and pulled her out onto the dance floor, the rest of the girls following on their heels. Blaise joined them, while Draco, Harry, and Neville held back, watching from a table near the dance floor. The girls flitted from the table, the bar, and the dance floor. Sweaty gyrations dehydrated them quickly. Wisely, Hermione drank glasses of water between her alcoholic ones. As the hours passed, they drifted further apart. Luna and Nora swayed together, holding one another up. Vanessa and Alexandria teamed up to torment Blaise by focusing their attention on Harry and Neville. Hermione took a break and watched over the table while Draco flirted with several girls a few tables away. She people watched while sipping her water. In her tipsy state, she failed to notice the manipulation magic as it took hold. "Come along now, there's a good girl." Her eyes glazed over, she stood silently and followed.