𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐒 | mattheo riddle

six 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑

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VANESSA STEPPED into the slytherin common room, immediately hit by the pulse of the music and the haze of smoke hanging in the air.

tonight was the craziest party of the year, hosted by slytherin, which meant that there were no pathetic gryffindors running around.

the atmosphere of the room was electric. colorful lights flashed in time with the heavy bass, casting the room in shifting shades of neon. students were everywhere, some dancing with euphoria, others deep in conversation.

vanessa spotted mattheo riddle almost immediately, leaning against a wall, looking annoyingly cool as always. the memory of their last encounter in the library flashed in her mind, making her stomach twist. she regretted it a lot. it should have never happened because now she can't even look him in the eyes without thinking about what he did to her in that night.

"let's get drunk," vanessa said, turning to pansy, who was already halfway to the drinks table.

pansy shot her a wicked grin. "yes, girlll!"

they made their way to the table, where bottles of firewhiskey and butterbeer awaited. the air was thick with the scent of alcohol and weed. vanessa didn't hesitate. she poured herself a hefty glass of firewhiskey and downed it in one go, relishing the burn. the second drink went down even faster, and by the time she finished her third, she could feel the alcohol warming her body and loosening her thoughts.

feeling a rush of reckless energy, vanessa moved through the crowd, greeting people she didn't even really know, laughing louder, and hugging more freely than she usually did. she felt like a different person when she was drunk, unburdened and wild.

then she saw blaise standing near the fireplace, just getting out of a conversation with a girl. he looked as good as ever, a casual smile playing on his lips.

"blaiseeee!" vanessa called out, stumbling slightly as she made her way to him. she threw her arms around his neck in a tight hug.

"vanessa," he chuckled, hugging her back, "you okay?"

"better than okay," she replied, pulling back slightly and swaying on her feet. "just a bit tipsy."

"just a bit?" blaise raised an eyebrow. "how much alcohol did you have?"

she laughed loudly, which was rare for a girl like her. "not enough. you smell amazing, by the way."

Blaise smiled, clearly amused. "thanks. You look incredible tonight, you always do."

vanessa wore a dark red tube top and and a tiny black skirt tonight, revealing her legs. she had straightened her hair and put on a lot of gold jewelry.

"you're sweet," she said, feeling a blush creep up her cheeks. "i've missed you, blaise." sober vanessa knew that that was technically a lie because she never missed her ex, but this vanessa was so drunk that she talked nonsense.

"i've missed you too," he said, his expression softening. "how have you been?"

vanessa shrugged, the alcohol loosening her tongue. "i've been ... you know, alright. things are complicated. izzy's been a nightmare, and everything else is just ... complicated."