Love Can Suck My Soul Dick

Party Animal

I go up to my dorm, sit on my bed and get a text from Ginny. "I heard you're not going to the Slytherin party, can I come and hang out in your dorm?" I obviously want to say no, but it's Ginny, talking to her is easy. "Yeah sure, the password is gillyweed" I reply.

A couple of minutes later she shows up with a bottle of fire whiskey,

"Damn, where'd you get the fire whisky," I ask

"Stole it off of Fred and George before they left for the party" she replies, pouring out shots.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" She asks.

"How'd you know I needed alcohol tonight?" I ask laughing

"The way you got pissed at the new girl" she laughs.

"Oh come on, think about it, she literally shows up for 10 minutes, and has every guy drooling over them, it's not even fair," I say taking a shot.

"They kissed Theo on a dare if that makes you feel better," Ginny says

"How do you know?" I ask reluctantly

"Fred and George told me, they dared her too, and she tripped onto Fred so that she could get Harry and Cho together," Ginny says

"Oh, well, I guess that helps... a little," I say. And then I was struck like lightning with the thought I have to text my mom. I take another shot for confidence, knowing it's a terrible idea,

'Hey mom'

'Are you drunk sweetheart?"

'HOW'D YOU KNOW' i text her.

'I just do, seeing as you're my kid, and it took you a whole minute to type out Hey mom,

How's school?'

'New Girl, she has already gotten more than half the guys'

'Okay, watch your anger there, try and be their friend before hating them"

'Alright, alright. How are you feeling?'

'Not much better, might go to the doctor's office tomorrow'

'Oh'

'Don't freak out, I probably just need some antibiotics'

'Okay, then you should rest'

'I'm fine'

'No, mom take care of yourself, ill text you later'

'Goodnight, em'

'Goodnight mom'

I look to see ginny fast asleep on my bed, I go down to the common room and sleep on the couch, so I don't wake up Ginny, I know ill probably be forced to wake up twice, once when the first to third years come back for bed, and the other when the wasted fourth to seventh years come in, both times I will have to help the losers to bed.

I try to sleep when good music starts playing like it's not the terrible rap, or bad country, or the usual Slytherin party music, it's different, I recognize the song 'Last of the real ones' by fall out boy, I LOVE THAT SONG. I don't know who in the Slytherin house was DJ, but they need to do it more often, I spend the time re-reading the 'Great Expectations' by Charles Dickens, I love classics, they have so much detail, it spends literally 7 sentences describing an ox.

7 Chapters in, I look at the time, 10:55, the first years will be here in a while, I get up and try to look sober, and hide the fire whiskeys smell. The next five minutes are the longest five minutes of my life. Finally, the younger years start piling in, the third year annoyed they didn't get to stay, but they all get in their pajamas, and one asks me, "Whats Ginny Weasly doing here?"