Twisted (Year 3)

Under The Stars

~(Y/N) POV~

Draco pulls me through the hall by my hand, and my anxiety grows by the second.

"Isn't there some potion I can take to sober me up?" I slur lightly.

"Probably. But Sirius Black is on the loose right now. We don't have time to break into Snape's storage." Draco sighs.

"You're right. We shouldn't even be in the halls all alone, either." I gnaw on the inside of my cheek.

Draco decides the end the conversation there. He seems very on edge, and I'm beginning to believe it isn't just Sirius black that's on his mind. I glance up at him again. His features remain stone-cold and cautious.

We enter the great hall. It's packed with rowdy students parted into groups. Yeah, a few Hufflepuff's lingered between them, but the room was mainly broken apart by house.

I detach myself from Draco, and we shuffle through a crowd of Ravenclaws to our friends.

"Where are Caroline and Blaise?" Adrian looks down at me.

"Long story short-" I begin.

"Long story short, Caroline and (Y/n) downed an entire bottle of firewhiskey. Blaise and I went to get them, but we parted ways. They should be here any minute." Draco crosses his arms from beside me.

I flash Adrain and the rest of the group a large smile. Goyle extends his hand out to fist bump me, but I miss completely and punch the air.

"Always in trouble, aren't you?" Lorenzo squints his eyes at me.

"Just having fun." I cock my head to the side. "What? Scared I'm taking your place as the alcoholic of the group or something?"

"Sorry (Y/n), but I don't think that's physically possible." Blaise appears behind me, standing next to Caroline. "She's a handful, this one."

"(Y/N)!" Caroline shouts, turning a few heads our way.

She drunkenly throws her arms around my shoulders and pulls me into a hug.

"Woah, hey." I pat the top of her head as she pulls away from me.

"I'm sorry! I should have gone with you! Your shirt was practically hanging off of your body, and I let you leave your dorm like that!" She frowns. "If Draco wasn't there to give you his hoodie, you would've been stranded."

"It's alright, Caroline. Neither of us were thinking about that at the time." I reassure her.

"What the fuck?" Crabbe speaks up.

"Has anyone ever heard Caroline and (Y/n) talk like that?" Goyle butts in.

"They're just wasted." Draco rubs his temple. "(Y/n)'s unpredictable when she's drunk."

"So is Caroline." Blaise adds.

"Attention!" McGonagall's voice rings throughout the entire hall. "It's already past curfew. You'll be taking shelter here for the night while the rest of the staff searches the school for trespassers. I expect complete silence. The prefects will be left in charge."

With a quick wave of her hand, sleeping bags float from the corner of the room and into rows.

"That was close." I exhale. "There won't be any teachers here to catch Caroline and I."

"Yeah, but there are prefects. Keep your guard up and stay quiet." Lorenzo kneels next to a sleeping bag.

We follow suit. I lay between Draco and Lorenzo.

"I think it'd be better if Caroline and (Y/n) just fall asleep." Draco turns his head in my direction. "You'll wake up sober. It's not like there's anything else to do now anyway."