Selcouth [G.W]

Chapter 24

Monday. October. 5. 1995

Quiddity (n.)- The essence of something.

Millie P.O.V 

I'm hungover. 

I went to a Hufflepuff party last night. The results for who becomes Head boy and girl came in, of course, I won. 

Draco did too. It made my heart squeeze a little that we weren't celebrating together given the fact we were so nervous when we applied. 

Our parents grilled us fourth year about becoming Head Boy and Girl, saying, and I quote " It would be an embarrassment if you weren't." Then going into a conversation about the consequences if we didn't win.

Lets just say we were shitting balls. To be honest I forgot all about it since Ive had alot to deal with lately so you can imagine my surprise when Dumbledor announced the winners at dinner. 

 It felt amazing to see Astoria's face when she heard my name called instead of her own. Since she of course applied also. 

When my name and dracos were called we looked over to each other, he had a small almost unnoticeable smirk and I know I matched it. I know he's not angry at me and in all honestly, I forgot why we are arguing in the first place.

Right now we're at the stage of who will cave first. Our pride is too high to be the first to apologize. Usually, neither of us says we're sorry and just lets it go. 

After the announcement, a Hufflepuff came up to me saying they were throwing a party and, as usual, I didn't turn it down.

You would think Hufflepuffs party would be boring but they are anything but, besides I don't need a reason to get absolutely wasted. Most weekends and sometimes weeknights I sneak out to a party and blackout.

The party got out of hand pretty quickly though. Maybe taking acid, two xanax, snorting half a line of coke, and being drunk wasn't the greatest idea but I've never been one for good ideas. 

I wonder every day how your still alive. 

Me too. 

I also had sex last night, well at least I think I did. I blacked out like 2 hours in and woke up with my shirt off and in someone's bed. 

Too say I was scared when I woke up would be a major understatement. 

I was Terrified. 

The boy had his arm wrapped tightly around me. His touch felt like venom, I didn't even know his name and I was too scared to turn around to see his face.  

 I don't remember talking to anyone or having sex with him. I don't remember anything and that frightened me more.

I pushed him off making him fall off the bed and wake up with a groan. I still didn't look at his face deciding then and there I don't want to see it. I ran out of there like my ass was on fire.

I don't know if I should feel lucky that I was in the Slytherin dorm rooms or even more scared since he's in the same house as me.