Pansy Parkinson

8

part 8

I am drunk, but fuck it because I am having a great time.

I think I have been here for 3 hours and I really need to pee. That's what you get from that amount of beer.

"Luna, I am going to the bathroom." I scream in her ear. "Okay, do I need to come with you?" This girl really is the sweetest but I shake my head and walk out of the room by myself.

I close the door behind me and suddenly get overwhelmed by the silence. My ears are beeping and I have a headache. Why is there no toilet in this room. I thought it was the room of requirement. A toilet is definitely required at the moment. Luckily it is around the corner so I need to stop whining.

For fuck sake, walk straight. Let's for once pretend we are straight.

I cross the corner and open the door from the bathroom and in one second I am sober. I can just feel the alcohol disappearing out of my body and my real life returning. I forgot about the party, about the fun I was having because all I can focus on is what is happening in front of me.

Pansy Parkinson and Blaise Zabini. Well, now I am putting it light. I am looking at their tongue moving in each other's mount. Pansy notices me; "fuck." I mumble, "oh shit, sorry guys, please continue." And I leave the bathroom as fast as I entered it.

And suddenly, all the thoughts I put away this week start popping up in my head. I know I am not allowed to be mad right now. I am not dating her, not at all. Pansy did not promise me anything so I am not allowed to expect anything from her. And honestly, I don't. So why am I walking away as fast as possible and having this desire to hit the wall. Why am I angry? But deep down, I know that what I am feeling right now is not anger, it is pain. I will just never admit that to myself.

"Jones, wait!" I keep walking and cross the corner. "Sam, can you please wait." It is hard to understand what she is even screaming because she is stuttering because of the alcohol. "Auch, bloody hell."

I turn around and see her holding her arm. I am guessing she walked into the corner and grazed her arm on the wall. I walk towards her, annoyed because she can't behave and annoyed because... Blaise Zabinni! "Samm, I, I am sorruy. You You should not have seeen thet." For fuck sake this girl is really fucking drunk and to top things off, I see Zabinni walking out of the bathroom. He walks towards us with a concerned look, "shit, what happened?" I sigh, I really don't feel like doing this but well, "nothing it is fine, I will take her to her bed." He nods in agreement and I think he is just glad that he can continue the party.

"Okay Parkinson, let's go." I take her arm and try to make it possible for her to lean on me but as expected she screams, "don't fucking touch me you faggot, I can walk by myself!" And she continues to walk like a drunk idiot. I am feeling the anger boiling in side me, I really want to leave her behind and tell her to go fuck herself. But this bitch was so loud that she could wake teachers up and snitch on the party. Off course this was the only reason why I continued with her towards the Slytherin dorms.