Caught

A/N: Last day of school tomorrow! Two hours of algebra is all that stands in my way from complete freedom for a few months!


It was almost four in the morning when we stumbled out of Hagrid's fireplace again. Luckily, he was a very heavy sleeper.

"Shh..." Luiz practically screamed as he stumbled into Hagrid's table. "We gotta get outta here."

I nodded, my whole body going up and down. I stepped back, right onto the tip of Fang, Hagrid's boarhound puppy's tail.

He barely whimpered in his sleep, but it set off alarms in my head.

"Run!" I shouted, sprinting for the door, Luiz right on my heels.

We streaked up the lawn, in through the huge doors, and I was on the fourth floor before I wondered what I was doing and stopped.

I had lost Luiz somewhere along the way. He was probably still running, I thought. This struck me as hilarious, and I was still doubled up laughing when I heard footsteps and someone yelling "Charlie!"

"Bill?" It didn't surprise me at all that he was up at four, I was so glad to see him. "Man, I love you, man, it was so awesome tonight, so fun..."

"Charlie? Are you okay? Where were you tonight? You...you reek. You smell like...like..."

"Man, they said they were gonna introduce me to some girl named Mary, but she never showed up, Mary Jane..."

I only had a light grip on reality by then, so I barely realized Bill was carrying me down the hall, towards the prefect's bathroom.

My head cleared significantly though, when he filled a sink with ice cold water and forced my head into it.

Spluttering and splashing, I shouted "Bill, what the hell do you think you're doing," breathing in a lung-full of water along the way.

He grabbed hold of a handful of hair from the back of my head and yanked me up.

"Did it occur to you, ever, during all this fun, that you could have died tonight?" Bill hissed, tightening his grip on the word 'died.'

"What? No, man, it's just this candy stuff Luiz's friends gave me-"

"That little...I should have known Luiz was part of this. Charlie, look at me! Charlie!" He let go of my hair and slapped my cheeks slightly, as I had started to fall asleep. "Charlie, what did the 'candy stuff' look like?"

"Huh? Well, some was powdery shit, and man, it looked like snow outta this one guy's nose. Joints, not real joints, like the kind your nose gets out of." I started laughing again, but Bill shook me, and I focused slightly. "Then there was cartoons printed on paper you could eat. It was so cool, it was like little tatoos for your tongue..."

"Weed, acid, oh, god, Charlie, look at me, how much of the stuff did you eat?"

"Like, half the sheet man, that stuff was good. What's wrong Billy, it was just candy. I'm just hyper..."

"You're high, all right." He muttered.

"I'm tired. I'm gonna go to sleep now."

He grabbed me by the hair again before I fell. "Anything else, Charlie, please!"

"There was some liquid stuff, in fat old needles. Those scared the shit out of me, I didn't go near them. Can I sleep now?"

"Good. You did something right." He grabbed a few towels and laid them out for me. "Okay, Charlie, you're gonna sleep here tonight, okay? It'll be just like a sleep over, like we used to have at home."

"Thanks, man, that's really great of..." I was out cold.