Purebloods and Peppermints

Firewhisky

TW: Mentions of alcohol, drinking, getting drunk, and vomiting. 

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~Sophia's POV~

The rest of the day went by in a blur. I could barely keep up in herbology and muggle studies. My plans for the night consumed my mind. Just the thought of the burning liquor being poured down my throat made me want to vomit. I don't drink. I've never even consumed alcohol, nevertheless actually getting drunk. That was all going to change tonight. 

I skipped dinner entirely. George and Fred warned me not to drink on an empty stomach, but I didn't care. I just wanted the constant worrying to stop. Even before the start of the school year, I worried. I worried about how Sirius was going to stay hidden, how Harry was going to fight Voldemort, how I would live without my parents, how I would pass my O.W.L's. Basically, if it was even slightly troubling, it haunted my mind. 

At 10:00 p.m it was lights out. I made sure to crawl in bed and pretend to be asleep a good 10 minutes before everyone else walked into the dorm. I turned on my side, pulled the emerald green comforter over my face, and shut my eyes. The soft sheets tickled my face and provided a small sense of comfort. That all went away when I heard the door creak open. 

"Wow. Look at little Mrs. Innocent already asleep. I couldn't believe it when Draco told me that they were partners. I feel bad for Draco though, having to deal with scum for the next year. I'd off myself before working with her," Pansy said loudly, not caring if she woke me or not. 

"Pansy, what are you going to do? You told her to stay away from Draco and now they're partners. They can't really be distant when they have to work together," a small voice said, careful not to anger Pansy too much. The meek voice belonged to Daphne Greengrass. Out of all of the Slytherin girls in our year, she was the only one that spoke to me with some sense of kindness. 

"Do you think I'm stupid? I can put two and two together, dumbass," Pansy hissed at Daphne. I could feel the tension in the room thicken. I knew Daphne was afraid of what was going to spew from Pansy's mouth next. 

"Besides, I'm not worried about her. She's petrified of even the idea of what I would do to her if she ever tried to make a move. Even if she were mad enough, Draco would never look at her in any other way than with disgust. Don't you girls get it? I have Draco wrapped around my finger. He basically told me he loved me today," Pansy said with complete confidence and pride. 

With that being said, a single tear cascaded down my cheek as I heard a mumble of several agreements and offers of congratulations. I never expected anything from Draco, but a small amount of regard for my feelings would have been appreciated. I knew we would never be friends, but I thought maybe we could make it through the year without offensive things being said about one another. Pansy just confirmed that would never happen. This very feeling is why I was planning on drowning my anxieties in alcohol. Soon I wouldn't be able to feel anything except a burning sensation in my throat, and that's all I wanted.   

The clock read 10:46 pm and I found myself nervously pacing in the Slytherin common room. George, Fred, and I agreed to meet outside in the corridor at 11:00 pm exactly. I know I was early but I couldn't pretend to just lay in bed anymore. All the other girls went to sleep after Pansy finally finished retelling the fascinating story of how Draco confessed his undying love for her during Divination. Apparently, his tea leaves gave the image of a "P". In my opinion, the "P" probably had to do with his infatuation with purebloods, not Pansy. 

I paced around the room nervously picking at my lip. As the minutes slowly went by, the tension intensified. "Was this really a good idea? " I thought to myself. I've come up with some bonehead ideas in the past, but nothing ever this stupid. Before I knew it, the clock struck 11:00. I grabbed the two potions I had whipped up earlier for the boys. The cold stone floor gave my feet a slight shock as I walked to the entrance. I pushed open the first door and walked until I reached the bare stone wall. I slightly pushed it open to reveal the bare dungeons. The dungeon lights were barely lit but provided enough light for me to see my surroundings. I didn't see George and Fred at first which gave my heart a ping of anxiety. There was nobody in sight. I crossed my bare arms and continued to wait for them. I started tapping my foot and picking at my lip again. " Where were they?! They're in their 7th year. They should know the castle by now," I whispered to myself in annoyance. I was about to turn around forget the whole thing when I faintly heard someone say "No, I think it's this wall...blimey, 5,000 bloody stones down here and they couldn't make the common room one even slightly different." It was George.