Chapter 4-Very Very Drunk

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Tazie

A boy wearing a black suit with platinum blonde hair walked towards me.

"Oh hello Draco." I said giggling.

"Hello Tazie. Bit drunk are you?" He asked smiling.

"Nooo. I would never do such a thing. Very unprofessional to do that you know." I said, slurring a few of my words.

"Oh dear. Let's get you back to the manor shall we?" He said. I placed my arm on his chest .

"No thank you. I'm of the okay. Wait of the okay? Hehe that doesn't make sense." I said giggling.

"No no. Come on. Have you apparated before?" He asked.

"A few times." I said. I could see Leo in the corner of my eye. As I grabbed onto Draco's arm, I smiled at Leo and waved goodbye. He just smirked.

God that boy is such an ass. Draco, he's nice though. But no way in fuck am I letting either of them follow me around.

"Ooh that made me feel funny." I said as we got there.

"Oh shit I lost my shoe. I feel like fucking Cinderella." I said laughing.

"Oh dear. Okay give me your other shoe and I'll take you to your room okay?" He said.

"Okie dokie. Oooh do you guys have any ice?" I asked.

"Ice? Like straight up ice cubes?" He asked smiling.

"Yup." I said laughing.

"Right. How about you go up to your room, and I'll bring you some ice okay?" He said.

"Okay. Ooh can you also bring me another blanket, my room is very cold." I asked. He nodded and we parted ways.

Isn't he a gentleman. I walked around and fell down a few of the stairs and started laughing. I finally made it to my room and changed out of the big dress. I put on some shorts and a big shirt.

I climbed into my cold bed. I began falling asleep.

Draco

She's certainly odd. Straight up ice? Ice? Of all things. She wants Ice? Oh and a blanket. Cant really blame her for wanting a blanket. The house is freezing.

Whilst I was in the kitchen I decided maybe she would like a hot water bottle.

As I carried her bowl of ice, hot water bottle and blanket upstairs I saw Pesto roaming around.

"Oh hello Pesto." I said. He came up to me.

"You looking for Tazie? I'm on my way to her now. Come on." I said.

We made our way to Tazie. I gently knocked on the door. She was half asleep.

"Hey. Here is your ice, and blanket. Oh and here's a hot water bottle just in case." I said. Pesto jumped onto the bed and curled up next to her.

I handed her, her things and placed the blanket over her.

As I left she started chewing the ice.

"Tazie. Are you chewing... the ice?" I asked.

"Yeah. Don't ask okay." She said giggling. Beneath her rough, rude shell, she's actually really funny. Soft too. I can't blame her. Her father is Lord Voldemort.

"Wait Draco?" She said as I went to close the door behind me.

"Yeah?"

"Can you uhm. Stay with me til everyone else gets back?" She asked, about to fall asleep.

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