"It always happens like this. Scary, dark, and setting at night. Six teenagers. They seem to turn on each other, but things are not what they appear to be." Hermione looked at the others mysteriously, and started laughing when she saw horror on their faces. "Just kidding you guys, lets go." The now-adult teens hopped into Draco's brand-new BMW.
"Settle down. That movie was just a Scary Movie." Harry rolled his green sparkling eyes, then cracked up. They had recently seen a muggle spoof, which was shown in the Wizarding Theater by some mysterious accident. Draco was celebrating his day of adulthood [no not that way], by letting go of his childhood and chugging beer. He was busy kissing Hermione, and taking breaks by drinking a sip or two of beer. It was evident that he was the drunkest bastard in the whole car.
"Aww yeah." He waved the now-empty beer bottle around, and stood up. Harry gazed up for a second before turning his eyes back upon the road ahead. Hermione leaned back on the black leather interior of the BMW. Ginny, who was sitting in the right-passenger seat next to Harry leaned over to give him a little peck on the cheek. She was one year younger than Harry, and still considered a minor by muggle and wizarding terms.
Suddenly, Draco felt the wet bottle slip through his grasp and smashed the rim of the open sun-roof, spraying bits and shards of glass into the front seat. A figure stood infront of the road, swerving hard the BMW burned tire tracks into the road.
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All four doors opened, and the passengers go out one-by-one. "Holy shit! Potter! Look what you did to my fuckin' car!" Draco shouted into the darkness of the night. He held another beer bottle in his hand. "There's beer in my car! The fuckin' cops will have our heads for this!"
"Oh my God! It's a shoe!" Ginny shouted, her voice gone hoarse. She held up a black tennis shoe. She threw it back on the ground, the body lay some fifteen feet from the car.
"Shut the hell up about a shoe, bitch! My dad's going to freak when he sees this dent in my car!" Draco shouted, throwing the bottle onto the ground.
"We should call the police!" Hermione said, with a tinge of fear in her voice. Harry shook his head in confusion, and held Ginny close.
"I'm not going down with this!" Draco said, stomping over to Hermione and attempting to strangle her.
"H-e-l-p." Hermione managed to choke. Ron pulled Draco back off Hermione, and restrain him. Pavarti also helped to restrain him. "What the hell you bastard! It was an accident." Hermione sobbed, and pulled back her hair. "We'll explain that this .. this was all an accident."
"With a bunch of booze in the car? I don't think so Hermione!" Draco shouted, sarcastically. "I think we should just dump him in the ocean!"
"I'm not having anything to do with this!" Ginny wailed, with approving glances from Hermione and Pavarti.
"Fine! We don't need bitches like you! We're men and we can do this! Let's get him in the trunk and drive him over to Pelican Bay!" Draco, Ron, and Harry loaded him into the trunk and they were off. Not knowing what trouble they just got themselves into.