Entry for "Speed Drabbles" at "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges and Assignments)"
'hack' 'chat' 'party' 'never' 'drink' 'bite' "Are you sure you should be doing this?" "But that makes you dead."
I hope you like it :) Not beta-d yet!
Noise filled the Gryffindor common room that seemed to burst from the joy that did float around. The elder students and the house Quidditch team had organised this party to celebrate their triumph in a particularly hard match against Slytherin (about which Wood could not stop talking, scaring all the girls away).
It was a wonderful opportunity for everyone to chat with each other and have a drink and after the younger students had went to bed, the Weasley twins had brought a few bottles of firewhiskey, letting the fun begin.
Angelina Johnson took a huge swig from one of the bottles that were passed around the room, coughing slightly as the liquor burned in her throat, but nonetheless she took another.
"Are you sure you should be doing this?"
Angelina turned on her heel, shooting a glance at George that said "Are you serious?!" and he grinned, adding:"I would rather not having to share a bed with you just because you fainted down here, not able to get up into your dorm."
"You are such a caring friend!" Angelina laughed and he took the bottle to take a swig himself.
"Ugly. Care to dance? My brother just seems to sulk!"
George nodded towards one of the armchairs where indeed one could see Fred staring into the flames with a odd expression, acting as if he was unaware of the party going on around him.
"About what?"
"I think he might be in love. Dance?"
George shrugged his shoulders and offered her his hand, but Angelina only eyed it in a playful scepticism.
"I don't want to be one of many, you know?"
"Yeeah, because I slice a hack into the post of my bed for every girl I danced with. Come on, Johnson, don't be a coward," he winked and she did bite her bottom lip while taking his hand, letting him pull her towards the middle of the common room where a few people were already dancing to the music that came from the enchanted radio.
The song that had just been playing stopped and the next one was a rather slow one and George pulled Angelina closer, his hands placed loosely on her hips and she slung her arms around his neck, looking up at him with pounding heart.
Never had she thought of George more than as a friend, but right now, it felt so good to be close to him and it slightly confused her that her hands were sweating and shaking while her stomach was fluttering. Their cheeks touched and his warm breath tickled at her earlobe as he whispered:"I wished we could go on dancing like this forever!"
"But that makes you dead."
"What?" He chuckled with a bewildered expression and Angelina blushed, knowing exactly that she was about to babble pointless stuff, but she could not help it.
"Well, um, if you constantly dance without any nutrient supply you will simply collapse after some days, being dead before you hit the floor."
He started to laugh, maybe because he was drunk, or, and that would be awkward, he really found her statement funny. Angelina did not know what option was actually right, but she decided that it maybe was a good idea to stop talking and just enjoy the small dance they had and well... who knew what this night would bring.