Half-Blood (Draco Malfoy)

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The party was pure chaos. I had never drank before, because obviously I wasn't even close to being old enough in the United States, and I had just turned 16- which is the legal drinking age at school.

Millicent had shared some of her fire whiskey with me, which I was sipping slowly. Theo had been pestering me to dance all throughout the evening, which I continued to politely decline.

After my conversation with Draco, I was distraught. At this point, after a long conversation with Ginny, I had to admit to myself that maybe I did have some feelings. Obviously you don't just go kissing people that you don't have feelings for.

But it was confusing. The way I felt for him and Leo was different, but I couldn't understand why. Part of me deep down believed that I was in love with Leo. He has done so many nice things for me, and he has been my best friend for years. Plus he is really cute. But I would never say these things out loud; not right now at least.

But Draco on the other hand made my brain fuzzy, made me nervous, and it felt really nice kissing him. Plus he was at school with me for the rest of the year. Leo wasn't.

You can see my dilemma.

And my recommendation is: if you're feeling anything similar to what I'm feeling, definitely do not drink alcohol. It just enhances your emotions like crazy, and I totally feel like I could spill my secrets to anyone who asks.

Definitely not a good combination.

Millicent and I had gotten ready together earlier in the evening. I felt bad ditching my Gryffindor friends, but they all actually encouraged me to go to continue building trust. After I started drinking, I kind of felt like their test rat when I thought about that. They were using me at the expense of my feelings, but I was letting them do it.

Anyways, as I was saying, Millicent and I got ready together, and we both looked amazing. She let me borrow a cute green top and black jeans and I felt great. Theo made sure that I knew that I looked great too. I couldn't count the amount of times I've rolled my eyes at him tonight.

Pansy hadn't been around at all, luckily. Although with this fire whiskey in my system I felt like I could verbally destroy her in a heartbeat.

The more I drank the more fired up I felt. And I couldn't tell if this was a good thing or a bad thing.

Everything around me felt like it was warm and buzzing, and I felt like I wanted to hug all of my friends and tell them how much I love them.

I was sure it was getting close to curfew, and this time I won't have Draco to make sure I don't get myself into trouble. I check my watch to see it's 9:30.

Theo throws his arm around me and slurs, "Wanna dance, sweetheart?"

My blurry mind doesn't think that this sounds too bad, so I accept the offer and dance with him. It was all in good fun, but after a bit he started to get a little too handsy. I shoved his hands off, laughing at his attempts, and Millicent came up to steal me as her dancing partner.

Theo was too drunk to even notice. Next time I look over, he's dancing with Pansy. Pansy keeps glaring our way, but Millicent and I just laugh it off.

It was one particularly hard stare, when she decided to whisper something to Theo, that I finally said, "Need something?"

She snapped back, stepping toward me, "I was just telling Theo how much of a slut you are."

I laughed in her face, which really pissed her off.

She continued, getting even more angry. "First your boy from home, then Draco, and then Theo. It never ends!"

Millicent bent over laughing so hard. Theo had a confused look on his face, saying, "No, Gooden and I are just friends. She doesn't like me like that."