Cass, true to her word, was at the Party with Effie.
She felt relieved that Effie was with her, it was like the two of them were still on summer break.
The two of them agreed not to speak about Cassie's father or what they had gotten up to over summer infront of Harry, Ron or Hermione.Cass wasn't sure who exactly was at this party anymore and couldn't remember where it was as she was far too drunk.
"Black." Theo smirked.
"Nott." she slurred back slightly.
"Merlin Cass, how much have you drank?"
"Not enough."
"Draco's not going to be happy about this." Theo said disapprovingly.
"He's not happy about anything." Cass laughed. "How about we give him something to be really mad about?" she teased.
"And what would that be?" he said, raising an eyebrow.
Cass wasn't sure what went over her. Maybe it was the alcohol.
Maybe it might've been because Theo was wearing a sheer white shirt which you could see he defined abs through.
Or maybe it was because she felt as if she was falling apart, and clinged onto anyone, anything, and any substance she could to keep her from shattering into a million pieces."This."
Cass collided their lips.
It wasn't like anything in the movies. There were no sparks or fireworks in her stomach, but momentarily she felt something she hadn't for a while. Happiness.
Theo quickly took control and spun Cass around so she was leant against a door. His hands snaked around her lower back whilst Cassie's hands ran through the hair at the back of his head.
His knee was in between her thighs, stopping her from moving.Many people who surrounded them let out a few whistles and cheers.
"You're a brave one Black." Theo said, breaking the kiss.
"Says the one with his hands on my arse infront of my cousin."
A very angry looking Draco was stood glaring at the two. Theos hands had drifted from her waist a while ago, Draco was definitely going to kill him.
"Piss off," Theo laughed, his hands didn't move. "i'm already in shit with your lovely cousin, might aswell make it worth it."
Instead of meeting her lips, he trailed kisses down her jaw and neck before going lower to the neck of her dress, which was very low cut.
He went back to her lips, biting her bottom lip softly.
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