Once a Death Eater...

Chapter 22 - Halloween Part 3

The Halloween ball was fantastic. Many people were up dancing to the live band playing at the front of the hall, the food was amazing and the night was made even better by Seamus and his spectacular talent of being able to sneak alcohol into the castle.

So, due to the high levels of alcohol that's been secretly ingested over the course of the night, most of the eighth years have become pretty loose and tipsy. Well, most were completely wasted.

Harry and Draco were currently sat at the table that the eighth years claimed, they're costumes looking a little wonky, eyes back to their original colour and wigs discarded. Harry was turned towards Seamus, pouring out shots while Draco was giggling looking into the crowd of people dancing on the make-shift stage.

The party was in full swing. All years were in the hall that night, enjoying the Halloween ball. It hade been a pretty brilliant party, much better than expected. Harry and Seamus tipped their heads back, necking the burning liquid. Draco turned to look and Seamus slide a shot towards him.

"Go on Draco, nail it." Seamus slurred, laughing and holding on to Harry so he didn't fall backwards. Draco gave a funny smirk and threw the shot back, at the beginning of the night the shots were hard to take. They went down like water now and Draco couldn't decide whether that was a good thing or not.

He definitely felt good.

"Aye guys look over there." Dean laughed a little as he walked over to sit with the group. Harry whipped his head around and on the other side of the hall, Luna and Pansy were sucking face on the edge of the dance floor.

"Well, I don't think anyone saw this coming." Harry giggled a little, eyes widening as he watched the two girls lick each other's tonsils.

"You've got to be THE most oblivious person in this castle Harry." Seamus laughed, patting his back and standing. Seamus went to leave, trying to walk towards the toilets. He was stumbling, mostly likely due to the ungodly amount of alcohol he'd ingested. Dean jumped up to help him and the two other other boys slumped away to the toilets laughing at their intoxication. This just left Harry and Draco.

"How's you're night been princess?" Harry asked, leaning towards Draco. Kissing his neck slightly.

"Really good. I want more drink though." Draco pouted, holding his empty cup up to Harry's face while giggling.

"Oh no princess, you've had far too much." Harry slurred slightly, he didn't want Draco drinking to much and making himself sick.

"Pleaseeeeee. One more!" Draco begged. He pulled on Harry's arm slightly, big grey eyes pleading.

Harry rolled his eyes, he reached under the table and pulled out a bottle of vodka. Hopefully Draco liked muggle spirits. He poured a big glug into Draco's cup.

"It's strong, so just shot it. Pace yourself." Harry said slowly, making sure that Draco heard and understood him.

"Yes Sir!" Draco yelled, giving Harry a little salut before knocking back a big swig of vodka. It burnt his throat, but it was alright to drink and very strong, which Draco liked.

"Come on." Harry said while he slowly stood, holding on to the table to make sure he doesn't tumble. He took Draco's hands and pulled him up, then lead him to the dance floor.

"I don't know Harry. Dancing? Here?" Draco said timidly. He really didn't want to make a fool of himself, he was drunk and not many people liked him. He just wanted to sit at the table, out of the way.

"Please darling. I'm sure you're a good dancer. For me?" Harry was almost pleading, it was cute. For Harry, he would do almost anything.

"Okay then, let's go. You owe me though." Draco smiled a little giving in. Harry always showed him have a good time.