Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, but I do have all seven books
I felt so bad that I didn't tell you guys that I wasn't going to be able to update that I wrote this little filler chapter just for you ;)
"No. Nuh uh. Nein. Non. No." I say, shaking my head vigorously.
"Awww, come on Red, it will be fun." Black whines, holding up the bottles of Tequila. No. I do not drink. It lowers my senses and makes me react slower. Plus I am unable to censor my words when drunk, so I usually end up telling people all of my secrets. And then Black would find out that I thought that Potter was fit. I mean, come on. Those washboard abs, that damn sex hair, the sexy smirk, his-
"Reeeeed!" Blacks voice snaps me out of my small daydream. "Please. Pretty Please. Pretty, pretty please with a cherry on top!" He moans.
"Letmethinkaboutthatno." I respond. He frowns but then perks up again. I glance at him suspiciously.
"I threw a wish in the well don't ask me I'll never tell." Oh god no. I cover my ears as he screeches 'Call me Maybe'.
"Hey I just met you, and this is crazy!" His voice breaks as he sings. I wince.
"SO CALL ME MAYBE!" I lunge forward, grabbing the bottle of Tequila and take a big swig. I sigh as the liquid burns my throat. I look up at Black, who has finally stopped singing, and see that he is grinning at me.
"Shut up." I growl, before flinging the bottle his way.
"Alright Red. Let's get this party started." He says, grinning. Kill me now.
So that was just a short chapter to give you an idea of what is to come. If you have any good drinking games or any secrets that could be spilled then please don't hold back!