1976, Hogwarts
Pandora knew who he was, she'd heard the rumours and the secrets.
She'd listened to his brother complain, her friends suspect.
But she couldn't work out what it was,
what was so interesting and captivating,
about Regulus Black.
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"What's he doing here?"
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Five cocktails and several fire whiskey shots later, Pandora was pissed off of her head.
Her friends had managed to refrain her from dancing on the table and whatnot, but she was very, very drunk.
"I'm just saying, if she can turn into a cat, do you think she's ever had a shit as a cat?" I babbled to James, who was equally as drunk on the opposite end of the red comfy sofa we'd been nestled in infront of the blazing fire.
We currently were debating whether Mcgonogall has ever had a shit in her cat form, and if so does she enjoy it. I'm not sure how we got into this conversation, but when your drunk you can talk about anything and it doesn't matter.
Everyone had slowly dispersed around the room, Sirius and Remus had gone somewhere, it looked like Peter had had the courage to ask Emmeline if she wanted to go talk some place quieter, as they were now sat at the table deep in a conversation.
Marlene came and went, occasionally taking up the dance floor when her "favourite song" came on. She'd said this about seven songs so far.
Mary was talking to some hufflepuff in the corner, and Dorcas remained in the seating area, now sat in Lily's armchair.
Lily had disappeared off to find Marlene, who'd she'd been informed may be stuck in someone's wardrobe.
Pandora was only slightly less drunk that Marlene, but luckily she wasn't the type of drunk that wandered off random places.
"What about you dorky, what do you think?" James turned to Dorcas, calling her by one of the many nicknames he has for her, although dorky is his favourite, assuming by how much he uses it. It may aswell be her name at this point.
"I think you two are way too drunk to be having this conversation." She sighed, as I just laughed.
Lily then came over and waited for Dorcas to move out of her armchair, before sitting down.
It wasn't really Lily's armchair, but it may aswell be. Lily's sat in that armchair since her first year, and ever since it's been known as her seat.
Sit in it as much as you want when she's not here, but when she is, you get out of that chair without hesitation.
"False alarm, Marlene is now situated in a chair in that corner, though I doubt she'll stay there. She'll probably jump my bones the next time a "favourite song" comes on. James, you are to make her no more drinks, she'll be throwing up for hours tomorrow. What are we talking about?"
