Scars: A Fred Weasley Fan Fiction

Chapter 7- Spilled Drinks

TW- Drug/alcohol use, and some harassment

After dinner the girls and Chris went back to Ravenclaw tower. Chris went up to the boys dormitories and the rest of them went up to the girls room. Luckily Luciana and Chris didn't have to patrol the halls that night so they could go to the party. Dara had stashed some clothes there earlier so she wouldn't have to go back down to the basement where Hufflepuff's stayed.

The four girls that were once calm and organized, completely tore apart the room while getting ready. Arabella didn't wear anything out of the ordinary. The usual pair of baggy jeans, and a shirt that fit tightly around her chest and cut off exposing her midsection.

They were all finally ready and left to go to the Gryffindor common room. Normally they would worry about being out past curfew and getting caught by a prefect. But now that Luciana was a prefect, they only had to worry about teachers and Filch. But both of those were pretty much taken care of. Filch was off trying to deal with the Dungbombs. As for the teachers, most of them were once students at Hogwarts so they knew about certain traditions and tried to turn a blind eye.

When they reached the portrait it was completely silent. They began to think they were early or the party already died down. But Arabella had a feeling someone had simply cast a spell to make it seem quiet.

Arabella whispered the password given to her by the twins, "Balderdash."

The portrait swung opened and revealed a room full of rowdy teenagers. They walked in, glancing around the room to take it all in. The lights had somehow been turned red, which made everything that same dark shade. The music was blasting and Arabella could feel the bass thump in her chest. The smell of fire whiskey and weed was overwhelming. There were people dancing in the middle of the room, some even on the tables. By the windows there was a spliff being passed around. A few people doing shots at a table in the back where the alcohol seemed to be centralized. It was perfect chaos.

Arabella looked around trying to see who she recognized. The majority of the room was Gryffindors, a few other older Ravenclaws, and a decent amount of Hufflepuffs, including Cedric Diggory. Everyone said he was a bit of a flirt but Arabella didn't know him personally.

At some point the four of them split up and went to do their own thing. Luciana was chatting up a Hufflepuff in the year above. Dara went to the window to smoke. Aspen downed a shot or two and went to dance. Arabella leaned against the back of one of the couches and looked around the common room. She saw Lee and George in the middle of the room completely drunk, dancing offbeat. George kept trying to dance along which made Arabella burst out laughing.

Arabella continued to look around the room when she saw another absurdly tall ginger looking at her from across the room. The way he looked at her with his intense gaze and devious smirk made her stomach flip. He started to walk towards her, making his way through the crowded room. She turned her head and looked away trying to ease the feelings arising.

"Hiya Hawthorn." Fred said to Arabella as he sat next to her on the back of the couch.

"Hi Freddie." She responded matching his slightly playful and sarcastic tone.

"How come you aren't out there with them?" She asked nodding towards Lee and George.

"I only dance like that when I'm absolutely hammered." He chuckled at the sight of his brother and best friend.

"Did they make you be the sober one too?" She asked, seeing as she was in the same situation.

"Mhm, but it's fine because that means someone else has to do it on Halloween." Fred said as he looked over at her.