my riddle to solve (tom riddle)

seven

At around ten o'clock, I was standing outside of the Slytherin common room with my three closest friends. Sneaking around the castle in the evening was difficult, but seeing as Joslyn was a Prefect, it was a bit easier. She was able to guide us around the corridors in a way that never got us caught. All of us were still in our school uniforms, minus our robes.Since this was just a house party we didn't need to dress up. Adelaide had curled her long hair so that it flowed in cascades down her back and had decided on wearing a dark red lipstick. She looked incredibly pretty as always.

"Adelaide, did Lestrange tell you what the password was?" I asked. The Slytherin common room was in the dungeons, meaning it was incredibly cold outside of it.

"Yeah he did. Pure-blood," she muttered to the stone wall. It immediately opened for us to reveal the green tinted light of the room inside.

"Oh, well that's just lovely," Joslyn said under her breath. She usually didn't take much offense when anyone bothered her about her blood-status, but I agreed that the password was a bit demeaning.

There was music playing loudly and a strong smell of alcohol. All of the younger students had clearly been forced out of the common room, as everyone here looked to be at least fifth-year or older. It was mostly Slytherins as expected, but there were quite a few Hufflepuffs and a handful of other Ravenclaws. No Gryffindors were present, which did not surprise me in the slightest. Adelaide and Joslyn immediately went to join Lestrange and Rosier at a large table littered with liquor bottles, leaving Raymond and I to fend for ourselves.

"I can't believe that I agreed to this," he muttered to me.

"Relax Ray. We've suffered through years of our parents' dinner parties and galas. We can handle a room full of teenagers. Let's get drinks and find somewhere to sit," I suggested.

"Okay. I know that I'll feel better if I'm drunk," he said with a sigh. I went over to one of the drink tables and poured us both large glasses of spiked-pumpkin juice. One of the skulls adorning the table scoffed at me.

"This place is quite cheery," Raymond noted sarcastically. I ignored his comment and dragged him over to a leather couch by the fireplace.

"Hi Abraxas. Is it alright if we sit here?" I asked. He was sitting with a Slytherin girl that I vaguely recognized. She was smoking a joint happily as she chatted with Abraxas.

"Yeah, of course. Glad that you two could make it," he said cheerfully. The girl reached over him to shake my hand.

"Hello. I'm Camila Greengrass. You're Ophelia Sterling right? You smell good." I laughed and squeezed her hand.

"She's a bit stoned. This is her third joint," Abraxas told us quietly. She pressed a finger to his lips to shush him.

"They didn't ask Braxy. Is it just me or is it hot in here?" Camila turned out to be quite entertaining, as every few minutes she felt the need to say something random and insane. Abraxas and Raymond chatted about Holyhead Harpies as I listened to Camila's theory that dragons were really just big house elves. After about twenty minutes or so, Adelaide and Lestrange came over to join us.

"Do any of you have a cigarette?" asked Adelaide.

"You know that those are bad for you," Lestrange told her with a frown.

"Yeah, well so are sweets. That doesn't mean that I won't have them. Camila, what are you smoking?" Camila happily explained about the Muggle marijuana that she had snuck into Hogwarts as she passed a joint to Adelaide.

"It's alright if it all gets smoked tonight, I have plenty more stashed away in my trunk. Do you or Raymond want one?" she asked.

"Er, no thanks. Last time I mixed alcohol with pot I spent the whole night puking," Raymond said with a shudder. I nodded in agreement as I took another sip of my drink. I watched Adelaide inhale smoke before going to kiss Lestrange. He had lipstick marks all up his neck, and watching them was a bit nauseating. By the look on my friend's face, he agreed.