USE SOMEBODY— KINGS OF LEON
'Someone like you.'
Cedric pulls Cassie out of the party at midnight in fear of her over-drinking so close to her Moon Cycle. He monitored her drinks all night— but he saw a Slytherin boy slip her a bottle of Red Currant Rum, which she downed before he could stop her. "Merlin's beard." Cedric whispers as Cassie crashes into the stone wall beside them.
She stops herself, putting a hand on her forehead. "Can you please stand still, Cedric?" she says, her head spinning like a carousel.
"Cassie I'm completely still." Cedric sighs.
"What?" she exclaims.
"You're drunk. Again." he says with an eye roll.
"I am not!" she huffs, stopping her right foot against the cobblestone. It's dead silent out here, apart from Cassie and her drunken scene. "You're
drunk."
"I—" he sighs. "Okay. Yeah, come with me." he says, holding her arm. "You're going straight to bed young lady." he whispers as they walk down the corridors.
"Cassiopeia— Mr. Diggory." Professor Mcgonagall says with a startle, her eyebrows furrowed.
"Minnie mouse!" Cassie grins, leaning forward to tap Minerva on the nose. It takes everything in Cedric not to burst into hysterics.
Minerva turns to Cedric with concern. "Is she quite alright?"
"Just a bit tipsy, I reckon." he shrugs.
Minerva rolls her eyes— like she actually rolls her eyes. "Just like her father." she mutters under her breath.
"Which one?" Cassie grins, making herself laugh.
The professor tuts. "I think you know which one, dear."
"Sirius?" Cassie smiles dreamily. "I love Sirius, don't you? Do you know him?" Cedric presses his lips to a line to stop himself from laughing.
"Yes, yes I do. But it's a good thing I ran into you, Professor Snape has been looking for you. The Headmaster requires you." Minerva says, sobering Cedric instantly. The last time he heard that his dad was dead.
"That old fucker? Are you joking?" Cassie exclaims. Cedric lets out a loud, abrupt laugh at her bluntness. He cannot wait to tell her about this when she's sober.
"Miss Black!" Mcgonagall hushes in outrage.
"Sorry, Professor. Excuse my French—"
"I'm not too sure this is a great time for the Headmaster to see Cassie at the moment." Cedric interrupts, holding her up by the arm.
Mcgonagall nods. "Yes, I quite agree. However, it is most urgent."
"Of course it is." Cassie groans.
"Can I at least walk her there? Knowing her, she'll end up in the Whomping Willow by herself." he asks.
"Please." Minerva insists.
"You're just the nicest Professor ever. Did I ever tell you you're my favourite— apart from Poppy of course. I love Poppy Pomfrey." Cassie says, slurring almost every word.
Mcgonagall shakes her head with a smile and squeezes her shoulder before walking away. The siblings reroute, Cassie simply following wherever Cedric is going. She wonders what Dumbledore wants this time.
She hopes nobody is dead again.
Oh my, what if Cedric is dead?
"Cedric.." she whispers. "Cedric. Where is Cedric—" she exclaims, looking around.
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