hg."where have you been?" ron asked, as i carefully flipped the pages of the book i was reading. it was a book made by the muggles, actually. i once recommended this to mr. weasley, and he gladly took my advice.
"out."
"out? ive been waiting for you all night. i asked ginny, and she said she hasnt seen you all night."
"i was at the ravenclaw party," i calmly explained to him. why was he going nuts about me going out to have fun?
"you cant do this to me. we were worried sick!"
"last time i remember, you arent my mother, ronald." i closed my book and gave him a death stare. i was about to leave when he grabbed my wrist.
"the ravenclaws are in trouble," he said.
"for what?"
"for giving out liquor."
i widened my eyes. i took a bottle of them last night. there was a possibility that i was going to get badly expelled.
"im not sure why the rule exists. we arent minors anymore."
"what happened to you?" he asked. "did someone or something knock your head out? why arent you badmouthing how bad the situation is?"
"because i am pretty sure, us adults, can handle a small portion of alcohol. were not minors, ron."
"normally, youd tell me the possibility of someone getting expelled."
"i gotta go," i immediately stood up and walked away. he didnt stop me, as i rushed back to the dorms. its true, though. were adults. why cant we do things that we want to do?
i knew that at that point, my life would drastically change.
after talking to ron, i proceeded to the great hall to meet up with ginny and the girls. ginny has been depressed for a long time. she refuses to tell anybody about her situation. all we know about it is something about her and her "fling" that shes been talking about since the start of the year. we figured it might probably be that. when i arrived, i saw harry and his friends eating, while the boys shared a small laugh. i didnt give him the same stare as he did, and sat next to ginny. she was wearing a cold expression.
meanwhile, the girls were gossiping about the ravenclaw party incident. the ravenclaws claimed that they werent giving out liquor. i know that theyre smarter than that, so it is the slytherins. however, for the first time in my life, i was scared for them. especially harry. i mean, potter. he did give me a bottle, which means hes actually part of their scheme to get half of the batch drunk. even though i was tempted to ask him about his plans, i couldnt. i was too embarassed about how wild last night was.
"i saw zabini serving them last night. i knew it would be the slytherins," parvati said. i remained silent, sipping on my coffee that tasted too bitter, low on sugar.
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SLYTHER IN ─ harmione
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