𝖶𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀! 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗅𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗅𝖼𝗈𝗁𝗈𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗑𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗌 (𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗅).

☞ 𝐓𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟏𝟎𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫, 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟔

I stood in my dormitory in front of the mirror, looking at my figure dresses in my little black dress. My hands smoothed out the silk fabric, my fingers taking notice of every soft bump where the fabric bunched up from my movements. I breathed. Nerves mixed with a shot of adrenaline bubbled within me.

Why am I so nervous? I knew a fair few people who would be attending. I knew I'd be with Mattheo the whole night. I knew I'd be safe with him. Perhaps I was nervous knowing my best friend would not be able to attend. For reasons I did not know, she simply said she couldn't and I did not push for an answer.

I ran my fingers through the front strands of my hair, before applying lip gloss as my final touch for the night. I smacked my lips together with a satisfied hum. I picked up my wand, hiding it with a small strap wrapped around my thigh, just in case.

Slowly, I took the spiral steps down to the common room. I heard the echo of a familiar laughter sounding from the room. Mattheo. As I neared the exit, my eyes landed on the boy dressed in a black button-up shirt and black dress trousers. To match, his feet wore black polished dress shoes, along with a black leather belt with a silver buckle. Draped around his neck, peaking through the few buttons that had been undone, was a small silver chain necklace. On his fingers that held him up against the back of a sofa were a few silver rings. My heart thumped.

"There's the woman of the hour!" Blaise called out, gesturing towards me. Despite his kind words, my eyes did not leave Mattheo. Not when his gaze met mine. Not when his gaze drank up my presence. Not when his eyes darkened as he looked into my eyes once more. Not when he licked his lips with a smirk. Like a supernova out in the depths of space, the atmosphere between us erupted with pure emotions.

As I approached the group, I took a moment to glance around the rest of the boys. Theo wore similar trousers and shoes to Mattheo, only he wore a suit coat without a shirt or tie beneath it. His toned body was boldly on display. His hair was curled and parted to perfection. I smiled at the boy, reminding myself of the surprise I had for him.

Draco wore dark green trousers, which almost looked black, and black shoes too. The blond wore a white dress shirt with a few buttons undone, loosely hanging from his collar. He too wore some silver accessories.

Finally, Blaise wore black straight-legged jeans accompanied by a white shirt beneath a dark green Slytherin crew neck jumper. Blaise smiled down at me as he placed a hand on my shoulder, continuing his sentence from a moment ago. "You look beautiful. Right, Mattheo?" Blaise grinned at the boy beside me with a mischievous glint in his dark eyes.

Confused by his words and gestures, I turned to see Mattheo, who stood right beside me. His eyes never left me. My cheeks felt hot as his eyes held a soft look deep within them, the light of the fireplace, not far from us, was dancing in his hazel eyes. "Absolutely." He breathed out, his hand snaking around my waist, pulling me closer. I smiled up at him, slightly taken back by his forward action, yet I did not mind. "Ready, darling?" Mattheo smiled.

I nodded, my smile growing with excitement. All previous nerves had long left my system. I glanced around the group, seeing them looking at the pair of us fondly. This made my cheeks glow redder. Mattheo took the lead, guiding me with his hand that rested at my hip.

As we neared the room, a few students stood anxiously waiting outside, as they were unable to enter. Mattheo muttered some incoherent words in the snake language, and the door appeared. "Now it will only open for Slytherin students." Mattheo muttered into my ear with a shit-eating grin.

Mattheo and I, followed by the boys, were the first to enter. He guided me to the centre of the room, where one sofa and two large chairs sat in a semi-circle fashion around a long coffee table. Mattheo fell onto the green velvet sofa, pulling me down with him so we sat right beside each other. His hand never left my side. Theo sat on the other side of me lighting up a bud while Blaise and Draco scrambled towards the makeshift bar.

"Theo." Mattheo reached over from me and took the bud from Theo's hands. He took a long drag before blowing the smoke away from us.

I rolled my eyes at the boy, remembering all the times I've had to confiscate cigarettes and weed from them. "Mattheo!" I hit his chest lightly slightly scolding him for his actions, which only made him chuckle.

"I'm not gonna stop just because you took away a handful of cigarettes from me, darling." He grinned as he took another long drag. Holding the chemicals in his mouth he passed the bud back over to Theo, who was in deep concentration with a fifth-year boy I did not recognise. Mattheo suddenly grabbed my jaw, turning my gaze forcefully away from Theo and back to him.

He leaned in close and pried open my mouth. Suddenly, he blew the smoke directly from his lips into my throat. A deep sultry look came alight in his brown eyes, as the smoke slowly flowed into my mouth. The light and warm feeling erupted between my legs, making me squirm and squeeze my legs together trying to cool the burning sensation.

Mattheo's eyes left mine as he watched my thighs rubbing together. He smirked, his gaze finding mine again. "You're driving me insane, darling." The smoke slowly blew out of my mouth back into his face. Blaise then stumbled back to the group, with Draco following.

Blaise sat in the chair closest to Mattheo and handed us drinks. "Vodka coke." He yelled over the loud music when Mattheo asked us friend what he had gotten us. I took a deep swig of the cool drink, the tension that blossomed between Mattheo and I still had my breath shaking and hands fidgeting.

Half an hour flew by with the four of us falling into pleasant laughter. By now I had drank through three cups of Vokda and coke and was itching for something more. Glancing at the time, staring intensely at a clock which stood a little way through the smoke, I realised it was time.

I pulled Mattheo's ear to my mouth. "I'll be back!" I yelled before setting down my empty cup and walking towards the entrance. Without missing a beat the door opened and swung wide open to reveal my surprise for Theo and my accomplice for this mission.

Hermione Granger and Ginny Weasley looked at me standing in the doorway, one wearing an excited smirk while the other looked nervous. "Finally!" Ginny laughed, looking over my shoulder at the crazy party behind me. The bass was booming with many flashing lights, mostly green and white. "Thought you had gotten too drunk and forgotten about us, Y/n." Ginny grinned.

Ginny was dressed in a cute white top with little lilac flowers dotted across the fabric, with a matching mini lilac skirt. She wore cute white heels to match her top. Hermione wore a crimson dress that fell to her thighs and cute glossy crimson Mary Jane heels.

"Never!" I laughed and pulled the pair inside. We walked over to the bar, where Adrian Pucey and Miles Bletchley were serving. "Hey, ladies!" I called out to them, as I leaned against the bar. Ginny and Hermione stood at my sides.

My teammates greeted me before Adrian was pulled away to serve others, leaving Miles with me and my girls. "What can I get you, lovely ladies." Miles grinned at us.

"Seven shots of vodka, please." He grinned at my tipsy state before turning around to pour my order. Hermione gasped at my request and asked me why I would order such a ridiculous amount. "One for me, one for you and Ginny, one for each of the boys." I winked at her.

Hermione nodded at my answer before looking around uneasily. "I'm not so sure about this." I raised my brow at her words as Ginny asked her to elaborate. "Well, most Slytherins hate me... I'd rather not have to deal with them drunk. They are horrid enough without the influence of alcohol." Hermione explained. I understood completely her concerns, as it did come across mine and Ginny's mind as we discussed this earlier. However, looking around the room, no one seemed to notice nor care she and Ginny were there.

"Honestly, 'Mione. I think everyone is too drunk and high to give a shit." I grinned at the girl who cracked a smile. Miles came back with all the shots on a small tray. I thanked my friend and paid him for the drinks, and carefully lifted the tray into my arms.

"Plus Theodore Nott wouldn't let anyone hurt you!" Ginny added with a sing-song tone as the two Gryffindors followed after me. Hermione hit the ginger lightly on her back as a small blush formed across her cheeks. As we waved through the dancing drunk Slytherins we finally arrived at the group once more.

Mattheo raised a brow at my tray full of shots. "Surprise!" I called out the the group, gesturing towards the drinks and my friends. I glanced over at Theo, who suddenly sat a lot straighter, and winked at him. He noticed this and shook his head with a smirk. I placed the tray in front of Mattheo and walked around the table to sit with him once more. I pulled Ginny and Hermione along, sitting Ginny on Mattheo's other side, closest to the chair Blaise sat in, and making 'Mione sit beside me and Theo.

Mattheo's hand found my hip once more as he took a shot from the tray. "I know what you're doing." He whispered into my ear. I raised my brow at him before taking my shot. "Bringing Granger here." He gestured towards the pair who were now grinning madly at each other. "It's devious, and I love it." Mattheo finished with a smirk. He held his glass up to me, gesturing for me to click our drinks together. We both muttered a small "Cheers!" As our glasses hit one another, before drinking the vodka straight.

The tray was empty in seconds, making Blaise run to get another as Ginny followed after him to help. The evening went smoothly, hours went by without any issue. Shot after pint, I was eight drinks in by half eleven. "Let's dance!" I smiled at Hermione and pulled her to her feet. Ginny decided to stay behind, making the smart choice to sip on some water for a while.

I pulled Hermione through the crowd until we found a decent-sized space to occupy. The dance floor was crammed with drunk students, meaning the space between Hermione and me was not the most comfortable. Not that I mind, Hermione and I were friends, but that doesn't take away from how hot she looked in her dress. Suddenly, the song Music Sounds Better With You started vibrating through the floor. Hermione and I slowly let loose to the song, alcohol flushing away any embarrassment we could've felt in the moment, letting the feeling of the beat vibrate through our chests.

I pulled Hermione closed, making her grind against me. She looked at me over her shoulder, a small smirk on her lips as her eyes looked at mine with hooded lips. I smirked at the Gryffindor as my fingers tightened around her hips. Through the crowd, I noticed two pairs of eyes looking at Hermione and I intensely.

Theo and Mattheo stood off to the side, pints in hands, as their eyes watched Hermione and me closely. I grinned noticing the darkness in their eyes as they hungrily eyed us. I smirked at the boys, who smirked back. My lips then found Hermione's ear. "Look who's watching us with raging boners." I drunkily giggled to Hermione who was equally as drunk. Her gaze followed mine as her eyes widened in surprise.

"Let's mess with them some more." Hermione grinned as she pushed her ass further towards me. All common sense and dignity had long left our minds, I knew I'd regret everything by tomorrow, but that's tomorrow. Right now I wish to have some fun.

My lips found Hermione's neck as I gently pressed a soft kiss onto her skin. Soon I found her sweet spot as she let out a small moan which was barely audible over the blasting music. I began to focus on that spot, sucking and licking her skin until a large red mark formed. I drunkenly laughed at the sight, as Hermione looked into my eyes from over her shoulder.

A large playful smirk formed on her face as she took my hand in hers, her delicate fingers wrapped around my palms. Hermione slid my right hand down, down her stomach, down her thigh and in between her legs. The Gryffindor then moved my other hand up her torso until hit held her tit. "Are you sure?" I whispered into her ear.

Hermione quickly nodded, her eyes looking deeply into mine. My hand played with her tit as my fingers rubbed her clothed pussy. Hermione moaned as she grabbed the back of my head, slamming her lips against mine.

Suddenly I felt a warm presence behind me as something hard pressed against my ass. I pulled away from the Gryffindor in my arms and found Mattheo smirking down at me from behind. Turning back towards Hermione I notice Theo standing behind her, also smirking.

"Please continue, darling. I don't want to stop you." My cheeks flushed as the situation of what just happened dawned on me. Hermione and I looked at each other, her lipstick smudged and all over my face, our hair a mess, Hermione's dress was bunched up at the top of her thighs with the once red now purple mark boldly sitting in her collarbone. I glanced around the party, everyone else was either dancing away or basically having sex around us. Noticing this made the dear that spiked in my veins slowly disappear.

Hermione and I looked at each other once more before bursting out in drunken laughter. Disbelief washed over us as we slowly processed what we did. "I think we've had too much to drink." Hermione slurred as she stumbled forward to lean on me. My giggles continued as I nodded in agreement.

A mostly sober Ginny came over with Blaise and Draco. Blaise was holding up a completely blacked-out Draco, whose hair was a mess and cheeks were flushed red. "I think you have. I'm taking you back to the common room." Ginny instructed much to Hermione's dismay. "Thank you for the amazing evening, Y/n." Ginny smiled at me before she pulled Hermione out of the room.

I glanced up at Mattheo who just finished his drink. "Time to go." He smirked as my smile fell. I was not ready to leave, I wanted to drink more and dance more. "We have classes tomorrow." Mattheo added.

"Well, that's your fault for throwing a party on a Tuesday night!" I groaned as I stumbled backwards. Theo caught me as I fell. "I am not going back!" I crossed my arms as I lay further into Theo's chest, not being able to balance myself from my blurred vision and spinning brain.

Mattheo then bent down, his fingers wrapped around my thighs as he pulled me forward. Before I could register, Mattheo was carrying me back towards my dorm while I was thrown over his shoulder. Theo laughed at me as he and Blaise held Draco the whole way back. I huffed in defeat, deciding not to fight them on this matter.

"Darling." Mattheo muttered after a while of walking, making sure he could not be heard by the others. I hummed in response, not having enough energy to form coherent words. "As fucking hot as you were tonight, never kiss anyone else again. Understood?" Mattheo's voice grew deeper, making the heat between my legs return. This boy drives me crazy.

"I understand." I hummed, my thighs squeezing together as the heat grew more uncomfortable. Mattheo chuckled, his voice still deep as his fingers tightened around my thighs.

"Good girl."