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I ran my hands through my hair. I couldn't sleep at all. Lavender drank the whiskey while we were catching our breaths, and ended up passing out. I pretty much left after that, and was roaming the halls.
My stomach growled. Apparently it was still not satisfied with the hardy meal I had eaten to make up for no breakfast or lunch. I shrugged. Might as well get some food. I tickled the pear painting and twisted the door knob that appeared a moment later, to walk into a kitchen bustling with house elfs. One came right up to me, a brave young looking one who, to my surprise, was wearing one of Hermione's ridiculous hats she knitted last year.
"What can Tenzy do for sir?".
"Erm, can I get some chicken, please? And some pumpkin pasties as well?".
Tenzy smiled. "Or course, sir! Tenzy will be back right away, sir,". And with that, the house elf bounded off to the other end of the kitchen, reappearing moments later with a plate laden with chicken wings and a pumpkin pasty that practically made me drool. I had barely touched my food when the door to the kitchen opened up again. I heard giggling followed by "Silly pears…". Recognizing the voice, I turned, and to my surprise, saw Hermione standing there, watching curiously as the elves shied away from her. "It's the miss who made us the hats, very bad, very bad indeed…".
Tenzy hopped forward, her eyes shining, along with an elf I hadn't seen in a long time; Dobby. Dobby proceeded to promptly run up to us and wrap his arms around our legs. "Mister Wheezy, Miss Mione! Tenzy is telling me Harry Potter's friends are here, but I did not think they come so late...How can Dobby help Mister Wheezy and Miss Mione?".
Before I could open my mouth, Hermione spoke. "Hello Dobby!-" hiccup. "It's so nice to-" hiccup. "-see you!" hiccup hiccup!
I frowned. Hermione spoke crisply and cleanly, never slurred like she was then. She is acting unlike herself. Oh no, did she…? I leaned in while she attempted to make small talk with Dobby, and my fears were proven correct by the smell of her breath; sharp. She was drunk.
"Fan-fucking-tastic" I swore out loud. Dobby jumped. "What is wrong Mister Wheezy?".
I sighed. "Hermione's drunk, Dobby,".
"Oh, erm, yes, Dobby is thinking that Miss Mione was not herself," he spoke nervously.
"Er, Dobby, can you do me a favor?".
He looked up at me with wide eager eyes, as did Tenzy and Hermione.
"Anything. Mister Wheezy,".
"Can you get me a bottle of firewhiskey?".
AN: So, I know I don't usually do an end author's note, but me and my friend "Dean" were having a debate today; Which character had it worse, and needs love more, Remus Lupin or Severus Snape?
I was all for Sev, but "Dean" was all for Remus. Here is our summarized debate:
Him(Argument): Lupin suffered through constant public rejection, being frowned upon by society because of his "hairy little problem". He struggled to keep the monster inside him down, and he has so much guilt over nearly killing Hermione, Harry, Ron, and Sirius.
Me(Argument): Sev has been facing rejection and abuse since birth, from his parents, to James and Sirius, to the students at Hogwarts. The only person who ever loved him in life was Lily, and he loved her, but had to see her fall in love and have a child with his bully, and then die.
Him(Counter-Argument): Snape died a martyr, and Harry forgave him in the end, and isn't that what counts? Who'd be more respected walking down Diagon Alley, a werewolf or a Hogwarts professor? Throughout his entire life, Lupin was shunned, and lived poorly and frowned upon.
Me(Counter-Argument): Lupin was loved by so many: most of his students, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Tonks, the Order, the Marauders, etc etc. Sev had no one except for Lily, and we all know how that went. Lupin experienced so much more good things in life than Snape, and don't you think Snape felt guilt too, by relaying info to the Dark Lord that got Lily killed, or having to kill the man who had cared, helped, and provided for him for 16 years, Dumbledore?
I want to know what you all think, so review with material for my story, and your opinion on who wins the debate, "Dean" or myself. Thank you, and I love you all, muah!
