Pansy Parkinson

6

Part 6

I wake up with bad headache. I feel my brains exploding from the inside when I try to turn to my other side. I get out of my bed and walk towards the bathroom to drink some water and perform a spell against one of the worst hangovers of my life. Lucky for me, it is Sunday, so I don't have any classes. I get back into my bed trying to sleep again when my memory of last night comes flashing into my brains. What the fuck happened?

The next week of classes were weird. I don't have many classes with Parkinson but in the ones we did, we did everything in our power to not make eye contact or to get near each other. Except for discussions during classes. Shit, those have never been so bad. That ignorant little face of her makes me so mad and it reminds me every time why I should not like her. Why I should hate her.

And Malfoys face. He knows what is going on. Only God knows how, because I don't even know what the fuck happened.

It almost seems like my teachers know what happened because they gave such an immense amount of homework that I didn't even had time to think about it. Probably for the best.

Because everyone wanted to forget about this week, some people decided to throw a party for Slytherin and Ravenclaw. Some people meaning, Theo and Malfoy.

I am looking at myself in the mirror. I had fucked up my potions test today, so I was ready to get fucking loaded. Luna is helping me to pick an outfit. "You look really good in those trousers Sam!" I smile at her, as always, she supports me through everything. I have not told her what happened yet, but I know she suspects something.

She is looking gorgeous in a blue dress and shoes with a tiny heal. After I decided to just go with another suit, dark brown this time, a white halter top underneath and white sneakers accessorised with a necklace and rings, we were finally ready. "Wait! First some shots." I scream. And then, we walked to the room of requirement for the party.