Blood In the Water

chapter 9.

  Sarah and Ava were sneaking around the castle late at night when they suddenly heard a noise; they knew it was either Harry Potter or a professor. With their luck, it would be the lovely Professor Snape. The pair tip-toed around the corner, letting out a sigh of relief as they spotted Harry doing whatever weird thing he did alone at night. "Harry. Harry! What are you doing out here?"
  "What are you two doing out here?"
  "If we say we never saw you out here, will you say you never saw us?"
  Harry looked at them for a minute before shrugging, "Yeah. That works."
  Ava suddenly exclaimed, "Is that the map? Like the one that Fred and George have?"
  "Yeah, they gave it to me the other day."
  "Okay. Wow. I'm offended that they didn't give it to me, but it's fine. I'm not going to cry." Harry shook his head in amusement as the three of them went their separate ways, Harry continuing to creepily roam the halls of Hogwarts and Ava and Sarah to go smoke weed in the room of requirement with their favorite package deal, Fred and George Weasley. They had the best, but more importantly the only, weed at Hogwarts. Although, Sarah wasn't quite sure where they got it. Ava thought it was Madame Pomfrey while Sarah had an inkling of suspicion that is was Dumbledore growing the weed. Both of them agreed that it could be Professor Sprout. As for the other two, they just agreed to disagree for the time being.
Ava and Sarah walked up to a rather inconspicuous wall towards the end of the hall when a minuscule crack appeared, leading to the room of requirement where Fred and George were awaiting their arrival. "Ladies." Ava found it hilarious that they spoke in unison and finished each other's sentences, but that's also because of her connection to other redheads on a spiritual level. It's a weird psychic thing that Ava claims all redheads have with each other. In short, Ava's lying because she thinks it's funny when people actually believe her.
"Boys. As always, us weed-smokers, us potheads, us stoners are extremely grateful for your service to this great cause."
"Happy to be of service, for a price of course."
"Naturally." Ava handled the money and the buying of it; she said it made her feel like she was in the mob. Yes, a white, upper middle-class teenage girl felt like she was in the mob every time she bought weed from two white, lanky identical twins. A little embarrassing if you asked Sarah, but then again no one did ask Sarah. "Are you two joining us tonight?"
"Not tonight. You're not our only customers, although you are certainly our favorites."
"With faces like these, we are everyone's favorite."
"Obviously. Now, use with precaution and if you get caught, don't be mean and snitch on us. That's just plain rude."
"I never snitch on a bitch!" Ava and George high-fived, then the identical pair of twins left the girls to get really, really high.
Sarah threw herself onto the cushions on the floor; cabinets filled with the best snacks and munchie foods lined the room per the magic of the room of requirement. Sarah whipped around as the door creaked open to reveal Luna standing there. "Oh my gosh. I forgot to tell you I invited Luna. She smokes too, so I thought it could be fun if she joined us tonight."
"Yeah. It's cool. I just thought you were a professor or something." Luna let out a joyful laugh as she elegantly sat on the cushion next to Ava.
"You ladies ready?"
"Never."
"Yep. Oh, I brought a bong because I wasn't sure if we were just rolling it or.."
"You're the guest of honor, Luna. It's your choice."
"I really don't mind either way. Sarah, do you have a preference?"
"Don't look at me. I can care less which way we smoke it as long as we smoke it."
"Okay. We can use the bong." Luna pulled out a glass-blown bong with a raven's head at the bottom where the vapor came out.
"That's-"
"Beautiful." Sarah and Ava looked at each other as if to say Yes. Absolutely, definitely, unconditionally yes. "It's an honor to have this bong in our presence today."
"You like it? I made it myself!"
"You're so talented it's not even funny." Ava was already swooning over Luna even though she hadn't been in the room with them for more than five minutes.
"It's really nothing special."
"Are you kidding? This literally looks like Michelangelo made it. Actually, I take that back. He could never make a bong this beautiful." A slight blush coated Luna's cheek as she glanced down at the bong that Sarah was currently filling to the brim with marijuana.
"Okay. It's ready. First hit goes to the guest of honor and creator of this work of modern art."
"I feel so special." Luna lit the weed with the tip of her wand, using a little fire spell, and took the first hit of the night. The weed burned down a little in its holding place as she inhaled the smoke before passing it to Sarah on her right. Sarah smoked the weed like her life depended on it. Really, she just needed to chill out and take her mind off the weird thing that happened between her and Draco that just seemed to stay glued to the surface of her brain at every waking moment. He started to even make guest appearances in her dreams, and that was just not it for Sarah. A slight cough escaped from Sarah's throat as she slid the opaque bong over to Ava's eager hands.
"I love weed so much." Ava's eyes were wide as saucers as she took the largest hit of the three. Her eyes already growing a little red as she struggled with the ratio of weed and air intake. She let go of the bong, releasing a stream of smoke from her lips as she laughed. "Fuck, man. Fred and George never disappoint." Sarah, Ava, and Luna all started to laugh hysterically with each other.
Suddenly, a brilliant idea popped into Sarah's head. "Music!"
Sarah and Luna locked eyes in immediate understanding while Ava just lied on the floor with her arms and limbs spread out as far as they could go. Luna exclaimed into the air, "We need a record player and - who do we want to listen to?"
"Pink Floyd!"
"We want Pink Floyd records, please." A record player and Dark Side of the Moon appeared in the corner of the room. Sarah
basically sprinted to the record player and placed the album on the turntable immediately. "I love this song!" Sarah started to dance to the song, Luna joining a few seconds after. For the rest of the night, Sarah proceeded to tell the other two that she loved the song for every song on the album.
"Ava! What are you doing?"
"Feeling this pillow."
"That's boring! Get up and dance with us." Luna stretched out her hand to help Ava up off of the floor; Ava had other plans. She pulled Luna down onto the ground with her. The pair erupted into laughter, but it soon died down as Ava's eyes focused on Luna's, enchanted by the colors colliding with each other in her orbs.
"You're gorgeous, you know that?" Luna leaned in and pecked Ava on the lips before jumping off to dance again. Ava's fingers delicately brushed over the spot where Luna's lips just were before shaking herself out of it to dance with Sarah and Luna.

enjoy!!
edited 10/11/20