Midnight Rain - L.B.

E I G H T

You always come to the parties
To pluck the feathers off all the birds
You always come to the parties
On your knees

Slytherin Common Room
September 17th, 1997
11:52 pm | Lorenzo Berkshire

Chapter warnings: blood,  fighting, teenage boys being douches, drinks being spiked

"It's so fucking boring nowadays. The girls are all the same, the guys are douchebags, the drugs haven't gotten any more fun, and the alcohol is only giving me a headache in the morning. Someone needs to start some drama shit." I huffed and took a drink of the beer in my hand.

Draco shrugged. "I have quite the idea to spice things up around here."

"Oh shut up, Malfoy. All you're going to do is get us in trouble." Blaise snapped, very hostile seeing as Onyx wasn't there at the moment, sitting lazily on the chair with a whiskey in hand.

I don't think anyone really notices how different he is when she is around. Probably because he rarely leaves her side.

"No, this proposition is for Berkshire, not your dumbass. You don't deserve it. You're always all "Oh my god Onny, love of my life, on my knees for you, please marry me right now" and never hanging out with us." Draco snapped back, moving and spilling a bit of the vodka he had. "You wouldn't agree anyway."

Blaise stuck out his bottom lip dramatically, ignoring all other points Draco made. "Aw, you cared that I was gone?"

Draco flicked Blaise's forehead. "Shut the fuck up." He turned to me. "I'll pay you ten galleons if you can get Tate to date you. Extra fifteen if she actually says she loves you. Extra thirty if you fuck before the end of next week."

Blaise snorted in his glass and shook his head. "One, you might as well ask him to slit his own fucking throat. Two, that's so shitty."

Theodore shrugged. "Couldn't be that hard to do. Heard she's easy anyway." He ran his hand gently down the back of the blond girl sitting quietly beside him.

Matheo nodded drunkenly to Theo, annoyed with life per the usual. "Oh go fuck yourself, Nott. Don't say that shit."

"Hey, I'm just saying. You said you were bored. It's an easy enough challenge. Unless you're too pussy to do it." Draco muttered, raising his eyebrows in challenge.

"I'll do it." I interrupted. "Like Nott said, can't be that hard."

Blaise gawked. "You're a real fucking asshole, Berkshire. That's a really, really mean thing to do to her. You don't even need the money. You're so rich you could like- I don't know- buy Johnny Depp or something stupid."

"You're not going to fucking tell anyone. And it's not like she gives half a shit about any of the guys she dates anyway." I chuckled, ignoring Blaise's look of pure disapproval. "It'll be a quick and easy job. I bet I can do it in a month. I bet she'll say she loves me in three months. And you're right, I don't need the fucking money."

"Hey, boys." Tatum walked in, almost on cue, sitting down in the empty spot beside Matheo. "What are you all up to?"

"Val, you know Italian?" Theodore asked innocently, his eyelids low as he stared at her, the girl that was beside him getting bored and leaving.