Uncomfortable Truths - - (Drarry Fanfiction)

Chapter Eight - Damage Control

The common room of the 8th years is recked. People are passed out, drinks are split, and food is scattered. A chair lay on its side with the arm broken. People are crying, drunk crying and normal crying. Feelings are hurt, people are scared, unity has not been achieved.

"Well, that couldn't have gone any worse." Padma says as she sits next to Daphne.

"It'll be ok. Dray can be dramatic at times, trust me, I've lived with that man for 8 years now." Daphne rubbed her head, "I've never seen him this bad though..."

"Will his father really kill him?"

"I don't know, maybe, if it gets out. He is a pureblood and his only heir. If that's not enough, keep in mind his father is crazy... yeah, Malfoy and Nott probably are in real danger... you know it'll get out. These things always get out." Tears start filling her eyes, "I feel horrible about this."

"It's not your fault, it's not anyone's fault, not even Pansy's. Regardless of what Malfoy said... she didn't give them their fathers."

"It is my fault." Pansy sits on the floor next to them, crying. "It's all my fault... I wasn't thinking, I should have known better... I need to fix this!" Pansy straightens up and stumbles forward, drunk from the party and clumsy with her emotions, she heads to the portrait.

"Where are you going?" Padma stands to follow her.

"I have to fix this... I have to make them safe. All of them, I promised, I would keep him safe this year and now I made him cry and Draco's mad at me and Nott... Nott's scared... and Finnigan and Finch-Fletchley, I don't know but something, they're feeling something... I have to fix this." Pansy rambles but heads out of the common room.

"I have a bad feeling about this..." Daphne says as she looks around the room, "We need to clean this up and send these drunks to bed, we need to do this now."

"We'll need help. Where's Susan and 'Moine?" Padma looks around.

"Hermoine's with Harry, we'll leave her alone. I'll find Susie but we need some guys to help with the drunks. Their dead weight is too much for me. I'll look for some that might be somewhat sober. Can you start cleaning this mess?"

"Yeah, grab my sister when you get Susie." Padma starts pointing her wand at the messes in the room. Spills vanish, food piles onto plates, the extra bean bag chairs disappear.

Daphne walks down the stairs with Parvati, Greg and Justin, "These two were the only ones I could wake up."

"Thanks Greg, thanks Justin... can you help get the passed-out people to their rooms? We need to get this cleaned up, Pansy left, Draco left and they're both really drunk... I have a bad feeling about this."

Greg and Justin start shaking their peers, Ernie isn't waking up. Goyle lifts him onto his shoulder and carries him to his room. Neville is already in bed and doesn't wake, he puts Ernie down on the couch in case he gets sick it won't be all over his bed, covers him with a blanket and head back down stairs. He sees Justin dragging Terry Boot to his room, he helps the Hufflepuff get Terry onto the couch before they both head back to the common room. Luckily Zacharias isn't unconscious, Justin helps him walk to his room. Goyle ends up carrying Eloise Midgen to her room. Goldstein and Cornfoot can be helped to their rooms and that takes care of the drunks.

"I think I'm going to be sick." Justin runs to his room. Goyle hears that he was right, Justin is sick. Goyle goes back to help the girls with the mess.

"What else can I help with?" Goyle asks, looking around the room. The four ladies are efficient in their cleaning. He walks over to the chair and rights it. Looking at the broken arm he points his wand, "Reparo." He sits down in the chair and closes his eyes.