His Potter girl

06

Songs for this chapter:

1. We Belong - Dove Cameron

2. High Enough - K.Flay, RAC (when you see it)

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Wren and I shared a look. Soon enough, we got rid of Malfoy and walked over to the table to grab drinks because we are who we are.

We looked around for people we knew and found Estelle and Blaise in one of the sofas. We sat with them and talked for a while.

They, as always, left. Followed by them, came a red-haired, freckled girl. Guess who?: Claudia Weasley.

"Hey." She said as she sat in the sofa in front of us where Blaise and Estelle had previously been.

"Hi." Wren and I said awkwardly.

"You're Harry's sister, aren't you?" I could barely hear her because the music was deafening my ears.

I had drunk about 6 glasses of alcohol so I cracked up. "Are you american?" Wren, obviously more sober, glared at me. "I'm sorry. Anyway, does Ron know you go to parties?"

She flinched. "Ron? I don't see why he should know. Where did you get those?" She said pointing at my glass of Fire whiskey.

Wren and I smirked at each other and escorted her to the table to refill our glasses.

We didn't plan to get any kid drunk, after all, she was just one year younger. That's what we said to our drunk selves, anyway.

From that point, and the next glasses that followed, the alcohol started to sink in. I felt completely numb. The Weasley girl was so funny. She made me laugh with almost everything she said and beer fell from her mouth whenever she talked, which made the scene even more hilarious.

We spent most of the time, which I don't know how much it was for I was wholly unaware of what was happening around me, laughing and at a certain point we started dancing and singing random songs we didn't know by heart.

And another glass, and another, and another. The more I drank, the better I felt, but also weirder, and the more amusing everything seemed to be.

I got up on a table, followed by Wren and the Weasley girl, and we started singing our lungs off to High Enough.

"BUT I DON'T NEED DRUGS" We bellowed.

"CAUSE I'M ALREADY HIGH ENOUGH" I took another sip from my glass and threw it down to the crowd underneath us.

"YOU GOT ME, YOU GOT ME GOOD." And it basically went on like that a few more songs until I stumbled and fell off the table.

I waited for the impact but it didn't come. Someone grabbed me and turned me to face them.

"Hey, you! You alright?" A black-haired girl with her face covered with makeup smiled down at me.

"Mhm" I said and nodded but when I stood up my legs couldn't sustain me.

I didn't fall, for the girl had her arms around my waist.

I gawked at her realizing how pretty she was.

My hands made their way to both sides of her face. I leaned in and kissed her. Just like that.

She was taken aback but kissed me back. Her hands reached down to my ass and grasped it.

It felt good. It felt right.

I had experienced this feeling before but it was awesome, all the same, it was always awesome. It wasn't like the feeling you got on a roller coaster; it was just ineffable, absolutely impossible to explain yet incredibly good.

When we pulled away, I don't recall how much after but it felt like minutes, her arm holding me around my waist, mine around her shoulders; we went to grab more drinks.

But when we reached the table someone stood in my way, not making it able for me to grab the jug.

"That's enough." I didn't even bother to look at him, too busy trying to seize the Fire whiskey bottle.

"Potter." I ignored them. "Y/n." I looked up at him.

Oh shit.

I quickly removed my arm from the girl, snatching the neck of his shirt. Malfoy's shirt.

He gave a look to the girl and she strode off.

He quickly clutched me, preventing me from slumping, leading me away from the crowd and up the stairs.