Cardigan

& giving me your weekends.

Emersyn
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"Is it always this loud in here?" she shouted to Blaise as they stepped into the room full of people. No one noticed her in the amount of mixed houses that the was in the room. The music was blaring.

He turned back to her, but still made his way through the crowd, "Just on weekends! C'mon! Stay close."

This is a bad idea. What if Draco is here. Of course, Draco is here. He fucking lives here, dumb bitch.

"He's not here! Prefect hours!" he yelled over the music and read her mind as they entered a dorm room.

It was just like the girls room but.... unorganized and smelly. It reeked of weed and B.O.

"Here. Sit." He pushed clothes off of his trunk and offered her a seat. "I can't believe I am about to smoke out Emersyn Osborne." he laughed as he pulled out a joint from his nightstand.

He muffled a spell and it lit the end, sparking an orange glow to the wrapper. "I'll hold it for you, since your hand is... out of commission."

Emersyn looked at Blaise and raised her eyebrows,"Just take a big breath in, suck as hard as you can and then hold it. Then let it out normally." he instructed her.

Emersyn did it. Again and again and again. Until her head was spinning, in a good way. Her headache cleared and the pain stopped in her hand.

To her surprise, he let her have the whole joint. He lit another for himself and they sat there talking and laughing over stupid shit until both joints were done.

He pulled out another.

Emersyn didn't realize it was almost ten pm when they were laughing hysterically about the way muggles pronounced the word 'zebra'.

A knock came to his door and as it opened, Pansy Parkinson came inside.

"Blaise, Draco is going to loose his fucking mind. I swear if we don't find Eme-" she stopped mid sentence and looked down at the situation in front of her.

Emersyn smiled at her, she truly was happy to see her. Must have been the drugs. "Hi, Pansy."

"Emersyn? Seriously? You've been in here. What happened to your hand?"

"I punched myself in the mirror," she shrugged, then laughed.

"Wait, what. Emersyn, why the fuck did you do that?" Blaise laughed along with her, clearly they both were higher than a kite.

"Dude, I don't even fucking know."

Pansy was standing there over them, unamused as she sat down next to Emersyn. She started talking, even high her voice was annoying as fuck, 

"Emersyn, you owe me. I did your prefect hours with Draco. Usually, I wouldn't mind it, but today, he had everyone go on a wild goose chase looking for you."

She took the joint out of Blaises hand, inhaling it and then exhaling. "He had like a bad day or something. Ugh, he was such an asshole."

Oops. She forgot she was supposed to be finding Draco.

Blaise started, "What's up with you guys anyways? If I didn't know any better, it's like y'all were-"

"We are."

"Obviously," she pulled at Emersyn's turtle neck revealing her bruised neck, "Typical Draco Malfoy." she mumbled.

"Jesus Christ, Emersyn. He did that to you?"

She sat there.

"You know what we should do? Go party." Emersyn gulped and shakily took a breath. "Let's do it."

"I was kidding, Emersyn." Blaise said to her, "Draco would kill me."

"I'm not. No, he won't. Let's go."

She opened the door, the room was filled with the students, drinking, dancing, playing games.

Emersyn looked back to see Pansy following her. She was high too. "Want a drink?" She yelled over the music.

Emersyn nodded, "Let's take a shot!"

Pansy didn't decline. She grabbed a bottle of vodka and poured it into a cup, "To a long fucking day!" she screamed over the music.

Emersyn took the shot. It burned. She looked over at Pansy, dancing to the music. Emersyn started to dance too.

"Pansy! Pansy! Pour the vodka down my throat."

"What?"

"I said, Pour it down my throat." she screamed, pointing to her throat with her stuffed bandage hand

"You're crazy. But, okay!"

"Stand on this! I can't reach you!" she stood on the chair,

The next few minutes were a blur. Pansy started pouring the liquid down her throat, Blaise behind them cheering her on, "Get it, Em!".

She passed the joint back to Emersyn. When Pansy wasn't pouring a shot down her throat, she took a hit of the joint.

It's like they all forgot where they were.

Who they were looking for.
Who was looking for them.

Sure enough, Crabbe and Golye came up next to Blaise.

"Osborrrrrrnnnneeee!" Goyle screamed from the top of his lungs,

Crabbe just made grunting noises, his mouth was stuffed with food.

"Party is OVER. EVERYONE OUT." a familiar voice came from the front of the room.

People moved out of the room fast as fuck because suddenly it was just Pansy, Blaise and Emersyn.

Fuck.

Pansy stopped and immediately climbed off the table and sat down next to Emersyn.

Emersyn sat up on the chair. She grabbed the joint from Pansy and took a hit. She laughed and Pansy laughed too, as if they made the joke of the century.

Blaise was the only one cheering when the music stopped abruptly, "Emersyn! Emersyn! Emer-" he was pushed to the side.

Draco.