"Are you guys going to the party later?" You ask the boys, as you take a seat next to Blaise on one of the sofas in the slytherin common room.
"No. And you're not either." Tom curtly says, not even lifting his eyes up from his book.
"What! why not?" You exclaim, whilst Blaise grabs your legs and pulls them onto his lap, gently tracing circles with his fingers around your knees.
"Because we won't be there to keep an eye on you." Mattheo says, levelling you with a stern look.
"I'm not five. I don't need you lot to babysit me." You protest, glaring at them.
"I beg to differ." Theo says and the rest of the boys nod in agreement.
"You're absolutely feral when you're drunk." Enzo points out and you look at him unimpressed.
"No I'm not. I'm perfectly sane." You argue.
"Cara Mia, last time you went to a party and got drunk, you tried to convince me and Mattheo to have a threesome with you." Theo reminds you.
"The only reason we said no is because you were so drunk you couldn't even stand up by yourself." Mattheo adds, earning a glare from Theo and the rest of the boys. "What? I'd have been up for it." Mattheo argues to them, frowning slightly.
"Anyway, the point is, you can't be trusted to go partying by yourself." Draco states.
"But I wouldn't be by myself. Pansy would be there." You explain objectively.
"That's even worse." Blaise mutters and you sharply galre at him in response.
"You're all way too controlling. I'm an independent woman. I can do what I want and none of you can stop me." You protest, crossing your arms defiantly across your chest.
Minutes later, you're in your room, trapped by the boys standing guard outside.
"You can't keep me in here forever!" You yell at them through the door.
"Can and will." Draco calls back, causing you to huff out a breath of annoyance.
You pace around your room frustratedly when all of a sudden, an idea dawns on you as you look over at your window and then to the fireplace in your dorm.
With the boys all still stationed outside your room, talking loudly amongst themselves, you take a shower, put on a short black minidress and some heels, do your hair and apply some makeup.
Once you're ready, you walk over to your window, opening it as wide as possible and standing on the edge.
Just as planned, Pansy flys up to your window on her broom, grinning wickedly at you.
"I got your message." She say, whilst positioning her broom closer to the ledge of the window so you can climb on behind her.
"I'm surprised the boys didn't overhear you talking to me through the fireplace." Pansy comments thoughtfully, before steadily flying the broom down to the ground.
"They were all talking obnoxiously loudly last time I checked. Hopefully they won't even notice I'm gone." You say, smiling at her as you climb off the back of the broom and steadily plant your feet on the ground, waiting patiently whilst Pansy puts her broom away.
"Come on then, let's go." Pansy says, returning to you a few minutes later.
She grabs your hand and the two of you make your way back into the castle, walking to the party.
"Do you think your boys will show up?" Pansy asks when you finally arrive.
"Nah, they'll be guarding my door all night, completely ignorant to the fact I'm here." You smile at her, before the two of you laugh, running onto the dance floor where a mass of people are already gathered.
