That following Friday night, Pansy is invited to party with the Ravenclaws.
It was an invitation given to her by Michael Corner, after they snogged at the boathouse last night.
And Theodore declines Pansy's invitation to come along.
"I'm not going to watch Corner drool over you all night," I hear Theo hiss to Pansy as I step into the common room.
When Pansy sees me looking at her and Theo, standing very close together by the doorway to the dormitories, she jumps back, immediately turning her attention from Theo to my outfit.
"Cute!" she exclaims, looking down at my little black dress.
"Thanks," I say, looking quizzically between her and Theo. Theo's glowering at the back of Pansy's head, arms crossed and leaning against a wall. I raise my eyebrows at him and he shrugs, turning on his heels and retreating up the stairs to his room.
If we have any more romantic drama in this friend group, it's going to completely fall apart.
But honestly, Pansy shagging Theo and then snogging Michael Corner is her own business. And it means, now that she's moved on, I can give myself full permission to fuck the everloving shit out of Draco Malfoy.
He's coming along to the Ravenclaw party. In fact, Theo is the only one of our group that is not attending.
And speaking of romantic drama. . .
Blaise and Onyx are looking strangely flushed as the five of us sneak out of the dungeon. They are trailing behind Pansy, Malfoy, and I and whispering to each other.
I wonder what the fuck happened in their detention.
Couldn't be nearly as hot as what happened in mine.
I can practically still hear Malfoy's moans in my ear, and I shiver when we have to run up three flights of stairs to avoid Peeves the poltergeist and he starts panting from the exertion. Malfoy seems to read my thoughts because when I look over at him, wildly turned on by the sound of his deep, heaving breaths, he winks at me in the dark.
"In old age, I'm lost. In trauma, I'm tossed. What am I?" asks the entrance to Ravenclaw tower.
"What?" Onyx hisses, leaning over my shoulder.
"It's a riddle. That's their passwords," I reply.
"Just get Corner to come let us in," Blaise whispers, huddled together with Malfoy and Pansy.
"In old age, I'm lost. In trauma, I'm tossed. What am I?"
"A memory," I say suddenly, and my four friends look at me as if I'm crazy.
"Well deduced," the eagle knocker answers, and the door swings open.
"Knew you belonged in bloody Ravenclaw," Malfoy scoffs.
"Eeee!" Pansy squeals happily, barrelling into the Ravenclaw common room. She sees Corner immediately and walks up to him, swaying her hips.
Michael Corner is a goner for sure.
I've been to a couple of Ravenclaw parties before, but I'm always caught off guard by the sheer debauchery of it all.
The lights are off, but royal blue glowing lights guide our way inside, giving the room an eery, dark blue tone. I can barely see through the darkness, but I see glitter thrown upon every surface. There's tables set up along the walls with food, booze, and, most viciously, huge crystal bowls filled with little round candies.
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Fuckboy {Draco Malfoy 18+}
Fanfiction"You want to know what I taste like?" I say, leaving my mouth slightly open. I can feel Malfoy's breath on my lips. He doesn't answer, but his breath hitches as he looks down. "You really want to know?" "Just do it," Malfoy barks. "So I can have som...
