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My body was curved unintentionally towards Issac as I sat on his lap taking another swig from my fire whisky. My eyes darted to the dance floor where Lily was grinding up against Ralph, her red hair piled up on top of her head. James sat across from us in the booth, his stormy eyes locked on Lily. He looked like he wanted to murder her, or Ralph, or both. Tom was also on the dance floor with a little blonde witch, her hips swayed in time with the music as she edged closer and closer to him. Surprisingly, I felt nothing but disappointment. That hadn't taken him long.

"What do you have to be gay Issac?" I slurred snuggling into his chest as I closed my eyes, "you're the o-only decent boy around."

"I'm sure that's not true," Issac smoothed down my hair. He sounded surprisingly sober considering the amount he had drunk. I watched though lidded eyes as James and him shared a look of amusement. The whole pub seemed to spin around me.

"But it is!" I protested hitting my fist off his chest for emphasis, "you're incredibly smart and funny. And also freakishly Godly in a handsome way," I felt Issac rumble in laughter beneath me but I continued to slur, "And do you know what else? You don't care that I'm a Malfoy." Issac moved the bottle of fire whisky away from me as I reached for another gulp. I frowned up at him.

"You're Nattalie, that's all that matters to most people," he spoke softly. Shaking my head from side to side I tried to ignore the nauseous feeling clawing away at me. My throat burned. Gripping Issac's t-shirt in my hand I forced myself to look into his pitying blue eyes.

"That's not true. My f-father killed people and my grandfather was an even bigger ass," I hiccupped as a tear fell uselessly down my cheek, "nobody apart from Lily and you spoke to me for the first two years of Hogwarts. Ralph hates me but he only hides it because he l-loves Lily. And J-James hate me and-"

"You're drunk," James stated coldly cutting me off. I brushed a strand of hair away from my face as I glared at him. He always had to be superior to me. It was starting to get on my nerves.

"Yes," I murmured softly, "I guess I am. Does it make you feel better to see me weak and defenceless? Why don't you curse me right now? Huh?"

"Nattalie," Issac whispered pulling me closer to him, "James doesn't hate you."

"I think he does," I smiled as I managed to grab the fire whisky bottle again, "I haven't heard him deny it. Have you?"

"I thought I hated you," he murmured so lowly that I almost couldn't hear him, "but-"

"I think you should take her home," a deep voice interrupted whatever James had been about to say. A large man held a cowering Lily in his arms, her hair was dishevelled and her make up was smeared all over her face. She looked so vulnerable and scared. So un-Lily like behaviour.

"Lily," I gasped stumbling drunkenly to my feet to catch her in an embrace. She was so cold. Something was seriously wrong with her.

"I t-told him I didn't love him," she croaked gripping tightly onto my arm, "and then he left me." Her body shook with sobs and I felt helpless as I swayed unsteadily on my feet. Everything was such a mess. And I did not cope well with emotional situations.

It was only when the cold air slapped me in the face that I realised the boys had led us outside. The surrounding bustle of Diagon Alley burned my ears. I wanted nothing more than curl up into a ball and sleep. Forever.

"Teddy," Lily was muttering to herself, "I-I want Teddy!"

"Steady there," Issac breathed as I stumbled forward to try and comfort Lily, my hand clinging to his tightly. My face flushed in embarrassment.

"I'm going to make such a great Auror," I hiccupped, "I cant even look after myself for one lousy night."

"You are going to make a great Auror," Issac's voice was fierce, "but you may have to learn how to handle your drink,"

I barked out a dry laugh as I let go of his hand and slid down the wall helplessly. I was so stupid.

"Do you think anyone will ever love me?" I whispered wrapping my arms tightly around my body. I felt so lonely. And so incredibly unworthy of Issac's friendship.

"I think someone already does," he whispered. Before I had time to question him James appeared with Teddy. I watched as Lily flung himself into his arms with a sob.

"Lets go home," James sounded unusually tired.

Without a glance backwards Teddy apparated with a sobbing Lily wrapped tightly in his arms. Something was definitely going on between the two of them. I just didn't understand what. "No. No!" I cried as James advanced towards me, "I feel sick. I cannot apparate."

"I'm afraid you have no choice," he smirked while Issac stood off to the side watching us both with a lazy smile on his face. I glared at him.

I gasped in shock as James wrapped his arms around me from behind, his touch seemed o spread a pleasant warmth throughout my body. Without conscious thought I sunk back into his embrace.

"For the record I don't hate you anymore. In truth I don't think I ever did," he whispered lowly in my ear sending shivers down my spine.

"See you at the party," Issac yelled as the world began to spin around us.

The last thing I remember is throwing up all over James's shoes. And then nothing.

Thoughts?

I know it is shockingly short but I am studying for exams right now. Until next time..