𝖮 𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖮𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 ʰʲᵖ

• ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔈𝔩𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫 : 𝔇𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰 •

TW: Alcoholic theme and — uhm — super cringey moments...?

• Chapter Eleven : Dandelions •

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The darkness grew steadier as the night went on. The stars twinkled from the above sky that could be seen on the windows of the castle. It should be a perfect night for a good sleep, but not in the Ravenclaw common room.

The airiest tower of the whole castle grew noisier and more chaotic as time passed by. It was still the earliest time for a party. In fact, they still haven't started.

(Y/N), Cho, and two other fifth-year Ravenclaw girls volunteered to go to the kitchen to sneak foods for the party. Cho, however, decided to sneak something more into the large set of foods on their arms. A dozen bottles of firewhisky were on a large basket covered with blue cloth and was being held by Cho.

"Cho." called (Y/N), eyeing the basket of firewhisky on her arm.

"Yeah?" said Cho, grinning, while trying to heave up the bag of tarts on her other arm.

"I really don't think it's a nice idea to bring firewhisky to the party." said (Y/N) tentatively.

The older girl exasperatedly sighed and looked at the younger girl with a frown.

"What do you mean by that?" she asked.

"I mean..." trailed (Y/N). "Some third years and below are coming. Isn't that appropriate?"

"Duh, (Y/N), easy problem." said one of her co-fifth year. "We'd just have to restrict them from drinking. I'm sure we have enough butterbeer and pumpkin juice for them."

"Er — alright..." said (Y/N) hesitantly.

They never had sneaked firewhisky with them for every after-game party, except for that night. Roger Davies told them that some of the Ravenclaw Quidditch players are too young to drink. But when (Y/N) turned fifteen (she was the youngest among the Ravenclaw team), Roger thought that maybe it was a nice change to start taking firewhisky for their parties.

The four Ravenclaw girls, all full with sneaked foods on their arms, soon reached the top of the spiral staircase for the Ravenclaw Tower. (Y/N), who had, at least, a free hand, knocked the door with the brass knocker in the shape of an eagle. The eagle moved and said;

"How can you trick a killer?"

"You can't trick a killer." said (Y/N) without any pause.

"Indeed." said the eagle voice and the door opened immediately.

The first thing they heard was the loud music playing at the background. It was some Muggle songs as (Y/N) couldn't recognize it. Obviously, the Muggle-borns had been in charge for the music because, as they had argued, they knew a lot of interesting musics from the Muggle world than in Wizarding world.

The common room was still empty, except for some fifth to seventh years who was fixing the place and trying to make it look like a party room. There was a table on the corner in where the Ravenclaw Keeper was waiting for them.

"Here, put it here, (Y/N)!" he said, waving at them.

(Y/N) and the others made a straight line to the Ravenclaw Keeper to deposit their bargains.

"Did you get the firewhisky?" he asked under his breath as a second year girl walked behind them.

"Yeah, we have." said the other Ravenclaw girl while fixing the bag of cakes on the table.