So yeah...I just want to add something. All the tags I usually use for the
story don't come up on the site, so that's why it looks stupid. Sorry,
that's not my fault. ONTO THE STORY!!!
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. H.I.P. (Part Two)
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. Oliver Wood's eye almost bulged out of his head.
There is NO WAY Makare Malfoy is about to strip in front of him, right now.
Lee Jordan noticed Oliver's mouth dropped. He nudged Oliver, and Oliver snapped out of it.
"Shocked? We were, too, the last PartyTime. She's actually pretty interesting to talk to when she's totally wasted."
"How drunk exactly IS she?"
"She must be PRETTY drunk to be stripping right now. Did you ever meet her before?"
"Once," said Oliver, somewhat bitterly. "She put out her cigarette on my hand."
"Ouch."
Oliver averted his eyes back to Makare, still clothed...for now.
I am smelling like a rose
that somebody gave me on
my birthday deathbed
I am smelling like a rose
that somebody gave me
cause I'm dead and bloated
Makare was dancing around the pole and slowly taking off her top, revealing a black bra. All the guys whistled. Oliver saw this and drank his 7th shot of vodka of the night.
Oh yeah, and she says it's natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peaks I start to run
Oh yeah, and she say's its natural
I've feel I've come of age
When she peaks I start to run
You can't swallow what I'm thinking
You can't swallow what I'm thinking
I am smelling like a rose
that somebody gave me on
my birthday deathbed
I am trampled under sole of another man's shoes
Guess I walk too softly
Makare then started unbuttoning her skirt and kicked it off, revealing a black thong. She kept on dancing, now on the ground. Oliver kept on starting at her, mesmerized. He then drank George's shot.
"Hey!" exclaimed George. "WOOD!"
But Oliver wasn't paying attention. Makare was now crawling around the stage at all the guys in front row. That's when she spotted Oliver staring at her.
Oh yeah, and she says it's natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peaks I start to run
Oh yeah, and she say's its natural
I've feel I've come of age
When she peaks I start to run
At this point, she started to crawl towards Oliver. His eye widened with shock and Lee, Angelina, Fred and George whooped at him. Makare crawled over to him and ran her hands thought his short, brown hair. Oliver had a look of shock mixed with a condescending smile. Makare noticed and slapped him- though not hard- across his face. Everyone busted out laughing, including Oliver, who was too drunk to feel it. Makare continued to dance in front of him, her body into the music.
You can't swallow what I'm thinking
You can't swallow what I'm thinking
I am smelling like a rose
that somebody gave me on
my birthday deathbed
I am smelling like a rose
that somebody gave me
cause I'm dead and bloated
The song ended, the lights turning off. Makare disappeared off the stage.
The crowed erupted in cheers. The same slytherin came up on stage.
"Well..." he began. "That was interesting..."
Everyone laughed. The slytherin continued.
"Well, we knew who was the favorite, tonight. Anyways, that concludes our 'strippers' for the evening. Enjoy the night everyone. We have about 2 more hours, so go dance. The bar is open for another hour. After that, you know the procedures. If your new, PLEASE, and I do emphasize this, PLEASE find someone who does. Thank you."
The music started up again and everyone went towards the dance floor. Oliver stood up and stretched. He was still wound up about Makare. He looked around, but saw no site of her. It wasn't hard to spot her: how many people at Hogwarts have blood red hair and red eyes?
Angelina waked towards him.
"Man, I feel like dancing. Come dance with me."
"I'm not really in the mood-"
"Oh come ON!" wined Angelina, pulling his arm to the dance floor.
The dance floor was black tiled with neon trimming. There were different color lights all around, strobe lights illuminating the ceiling. It looked like something out of a rave. Angelina dragged Oliver onto the dance floor and they started dancing. Oliver looked around as guys and girl were grinding against each other.
"Uh...Angelina? Do I have to do what they're doing?" asked Oliver
"Fuck everyone else," Angelina stated. "Do what you feel like doing."
So they danced. It was like the grinding motion everyone was doing, but very relaxed and actually fun.
This was why Oliver loved hanging out with Angelina. There was no sense of romance between them, yet they could act like a couple when needed. But they went though this in Oliver's 5th year. He thought he was in love with her, until he realized he was in love with the IDEA of being in love. Angelina just happened to be around at the time. If not her, probably Katie or Alicia.
Good thing it was Angelina, though. She took it in stride. Angelina loved Oliver like a brother and found it quite amusing that Oliver thought he was in 'love' with her at one point. 'Oh Oliver,' Angelina had said. 'You don't love me. Believe me. You're too much like a brother to me and that's kidna creepy.' But it was fun while it lasted, now look where they are now! Dancing at some secrete place in Hogwarts.
After about 15 minutes of dancing, Oliver was getting tied.
"Angelina, I'm gonna take a break. Want anything from the bar?" Oliver asked, exhausted. Angelina nodded her head.
"Yeah, just get me some water, would you? Anymore alcohol and I think I'm gonna pass out," she smiled.
"Coming right up," as he made his way to the bar 10 feet away. Michael, A ravenclaw, was behind the bar. He smiled at Oliver as he made his way to the bar.
"Wood, what can I get you?" Michael asked
"Double shot of vodka and a water for Angelina," replied Oliver. Michael nodded and quickly filled a double shot with vodka. He sat next to it a bottle of water. Oliver leaned against the bar and took the shot. He close he eyes for a moment, taking in the hypnotic feeling of being free.
"Having fun?" a voice asked. Oliver shot open his eyes and looked to the left of him. Makare was standing right there, leaning against the bar as well. For a second, he couldn't speak. This hesitation amused Makare. She was always amused. "Cat got your tongue?"
This got an quizzical look on Oliver's face, but this time, responded. "I didn't expect to see you here."
"Well, you wouldn't have if I didn't get the heads to invite you."
Oliver eyes widened
"You mean the reason why I'm here is because you asked? You've been here before?"
"My third time since I've been here. They have these frequently. I suggested that you should come, seeing you are one of the most popular gryffindors," Makare smiled. Oliver sensed something was weird about this situation. He turned his head sideways.
"How drunk are you?" Oliver asked. Makare thought about it for a few seconds.
"Seven shots of vodka, 3 glasses of hypnotic, 2 screwdrivers, and 4 beers. I'm pretty wasted," Makare laughed. She looked at the dance floor. "You wanna dance with me?"
"I have to get back to Angelina. I have her water."
"You mean her?" Makare asked, pointing to Angelina. She was at a table talking to a 7th year Hufflepuff. She made eye contact with Oliver, as if saying 'Come near here and I'll fuckin kill you.'
Oliver looked at Makare.
"Alright then."
By then the double shot had gotten through his system and he was weightless once again. Sitting down and watching is one thing, but actually being on the dance floor was totally different. Musroomhead's "Becoming Cold" came on. Makare got right now to business
Never heard my name called
Never anyone at all
Never in the right
At the heart of every fault
Time to write me off
Demand the antidote
To rescue this stranded soul
Cast away the last you know
That dream is gone
Everyday life takes its toll
Everyday life takes its toll
When are we going home
Becoming cold
How did we get here
What are we alive for
Give me a reason
To murder my idols
Oliver was thinking about telling her he didn't dance lie the rest of them, but the way Makare was looking and they mood of the music, he thought better of it. Something about her was intoxicating at the moment. Her grinded with her to the music, her red hair against his chest.
Save your faith for the faithless we need it most
Need something to believe in but nothing come close
Hindsight won't let me sleep at night amputate this foolish pride
Minds eye pickled in cyanide and I can laugh at myself
The deviants will deviate rewrite the rules alleviate
A martyrs meant to meditate messiahs mend the word
Never heard my name called
Never anyone at all
Never in the right
At the heart of every fault
Time to write me off
I feel no pulse
No vital signs
A forced impulse
Among idol minds
Everyday life takes its toll
Everyday life takes its toll
When are we going home
Becoming cold
Makare turned around and look at Oliver. He made a gasp at her red eyes, but quickly stopped himself. Her look wasn't of hate or amusement like before, but lust. Oliver gulped at this sudden thought. 'It's the alcohol', he told himself. 'She isn't really like this. Hell, she put her cigarette out on me! It's GOT to be the alcohol...'
Alcohol or not, Oliver and Makare were dancing as one. A few people noticed and were amazed. Makare was acting really crazy tonight. The first two nights she came, she didn't do a thing. Now she was dancing with OLIVER WOOD! Mr. 'Pure Boy' who had nothing on his mind except Quidditch.
How did we get here
How did we get here
What are we alive for
Give me a reason
Give me a reason
To murder my idols
You made me what I am today
The toll that my like's taken everyday
Don't think I'll ever make it home
Not going home
I won't forget where I came from
Or what you made me
Some heads have got to roll
The song ended at they smiled at each other.
Then there was a whistle blown. Everyone around them froze in fear. They knew what that meant.
The music was cut out, the normal lights were back on The slytherin boy got back on stage.
"Attention everyone. I think we've been found out. Snape is trying to get it!!"
Everyone gasped and looked towards the door. There was three guys putting spells one after another on the door. Someone WAS trying to get it.
"No everyone, don't panic. He can't hear us at the moment. The door is sound proof. This has never happened before so I'll give you the drill. I have brooms here. In pairs, I want you to fly out this window and meet in the Quidditch field under Ravenclaw bleachers. There is the hidden floo network ready to go. You will be brought back into your houses. Go now!!"
Everyone rushed to get a broom. Oliver struggled to looked for Lee, the twins, or Angelina. He was NOT prepared for this. Someone suddenly called out his name.
"Oliver!! Come on!!" Makare said, holding a broom. "We got to get out NOW!"
Oliver and Makare lined up behind everyone else and waited. When it was their turn, Oliver got on first. They both took out into the night.
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. YaY!!! I finally got it done!!! Interesting, ain't it? Just to let you all know, both songs I used was Stone Temple Pilot's "Dead and Bloated" from their CD 'Core'. The second song I used was Mushroomhead's "Becoming Cold" from their CD 'XIII'. Yes, in case you haven't noticed, I am a metalhead, so I metal songs and I believe that you can actually dance to them if you really tried. UPDATE SOON!!!
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. H.I.P. (Part Two)
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. Oliver Wood's eye almost bulged out of his head.
There is NO WAY Makare Malfoy is about to strip in front of him, right now.
Lee Jordan noticed Oliver's mouth dropped. He nudged Oliver, and Oliver snapped out of it.
"Shocked? We were, too, the last PartyTime. She's actually pretty interesting to talk to when she's totally wasted."
"How drunk exactly IS she?"
"She must be PRETTY drunk to be stripping right now. Did you ever meet her before?"
"Once," said Oliver, somewhat bitterly. "She put out her cigarette on my hand."
"Ouch."
Oliver averted his eyes back to Makare, still clothed...for now.
I am smelling like a rose
that somebody gave me on
my birthday deathbed
I am smelling like a rose
that somebody gave me
cause I'm dead and bloated
Makare was dancing around the pole and slowly taking off her top, revealing a black bra. All the guys whistled. Oliver saw this and drank his 7th shot of vodka of the night.
Oh yeah, and she says it's natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peaks I start to run
Oh yeah, and she say's its natural
I've feel I've come of age
When she peaks I start to run
You can't swallow what I'm thinking
You can't swallow what I'm thinking
I am smelling like a rose
that somebody gave me on
my birthday deathbed
I am trampled under sole of another man's shoes
Guess I walk too softly
Makare then started unbuttoning her skirt and kicked it off, revealing a black thong. She kept on dancing, now on the ground. Oliver kept on starting at her, mesmerized. He then drank George's shot.
"Hey!" exclaimed George. "WOOD!"
But Oliver wasn't paying attention. Makare was now crawling around the stage at all the guys in front row. That's when she spotted Oliver staring at her.
Oh yeah, and she says it's natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peaks I start to run
Oh yeah, and she say's its natural
I've feel I've come of age
When she peaks I start to run
At this point, she started to crawl towards Oliver. His eye widened with shock and Lee, Angelina, Fred and George whooped at him. Makare crawled over to him and ran her hands thought his short, brown hair. Oliver had a look of shock mixed with a condescending smile. Makare noticed and slapped him- though not hard- across his face. Everyone busted out laughing, including Oliver, who was too drunk to feel it. Makare continued to dance in front of him, her body into the music.
You can't swallow what I'm thinking
You can't swallow what I'm thinking
I am smelling like a rose
that somebody gave me on
my birthday deathbed
I am smelling like a rose
that somebody gave me
cause I'm dead and bloated
The song ended, the lights turning off. Makare disappeared off the stage.
The crowed erupted in cheers. The same slytherin came up on stage.
"Well..." he began. "That was interesting..."
Everyone laughed. The slytherin continued.
"Well, we knew who was the favorite, tonight. Anyways, that concludes our 'strippers' for the evening. Enjoy the night everyone. We have about 2 more hours, so go dance. The bar is open for another hour. After that, you know the procedures. If your new, PLEASE, and I do emphasize this, PLEASE find someone who does. Thank you."
The music started up again and everyone went towards the dance floor. Oliver stood up and stretched. He was still wound up about Makare. He looked around, but saw no site of her. It wasn't hard to spot her: how many people at Hogwarts have blood red hair and red eyes?
Angelina waked towards him.
"Man, I feel like dancing. Come dance with me."
"I'm not really in the mood-"
"Oh come ON!" wined Angelina, pulling his arm to the dance floor.
The dance floor was black tiled with neon trimming. There were different color lights all around, strobe lights illuminating the ceiling. It looked like something out of a rave. Angelina dragged Oliver onto the dance floor and they started dancing. Oliver looked around as guys and girl were grinding against each other.
"Uh...Angelina? Do I have to do what they're doing?" asked Oliver
"Fuck everyone else," Angelina stated. "Do what you feel like doing."
So they danced. It was like the grinding motion everyone was doing, but very relaxed and actually fun.
This was why Oliver loved hanging out with Angelina. There was no sense of romance between them, yet they could act like a couple when needed. But they went though this in Oliver's 5th year. He thought he was in love with her, until he realized he was in love with the IDEA of being in love. Angelina just happened to be around at the time. If not her, probably Katie or Alicia.
Good thing it was Angelina, though. She took it in stride. Angelina loved Oliver like a brother and found it quite amusing that Oliver thought he was in 'love' with her at one point. 'Oh Oliver,' Angelina had said. 'You don't love me. Believe me. You're too much like a brother to me and that's kidna creepy.' But it was fun while it lasted, now look where they are now! Dancing at some secrete place in Hogwarts.
After about 15 minutes of dancing, Oliver was getting tied.
"Angelina, I'm gonna take a break. Want anything from the bar?" Oliver asked, exhausted. Angelina nodded her head.
"Yeah, just get me some water, would you? Anymore alcohol and I think I'm gonna pass out," she smiled.
"Coming right up," as he made his way to the bar 10 feet away. Michael, A ravenclaw, was behind the bar. He smiled at Oliver as he made his way to the bar.
"Wood, what can I get you?" Michael asked
"Double shot of vodka and a water for Angelina," replied Oliver. Michael nodded and quickly filled a double shot with vodka. He sat next to it a bottle of water. Oliver leaned against the bar and took the shot. He close he eyes for a moment, taking in the hypnotic feeling of being free.
"Having fun?" a voice asked. Oliver shot open his eyes and looked to the left of him. Makare was standing right there, leaning against the bar as well. For a second, he couldn't speak. This hesitation amused Makare. She was always amused. "Cat got your tongue?"
This got an quizzical look on Oliver's face, but this time, responded. "I didn't expect to see you here."
"Well, you wouldn't have if I didn't get the heads to invite you."
Oliver eyes widened
"You mean the reason why I'm here is because you asked? You've been here before?"
"My third time since I've been here. They have these frequently. I suggested that you should come, seeing you are one of the most popular gryffindors," Makare smiled. Oliver sensed something was weird about this situation. He turned his head sideways.
"How drunk are you?" Oliver asked. Makare thought about it for a few seconds.
"Seven shots of vodka, 3 glasses of hypnotic, 2 screwdrivers, and 4 beers. I'm pretty wasted," Makare laughed. She looked at the dance floor. "You wanna dance with me?"
"I have to get back to Angelina. I have her water."
"You mean her?" Makare asked, pointing to Angelina. She was at a table talking to a 7th year Hufflepuff. She made eye contact with Oliver, as if saying 'Come near here and I'll fuckin kill you.'
Oliver looked at Makare.
"Alright then."
By then the double shot had gotten through his system and he was weightless once again. Sitting down and watching is one thing, but actually being on the dance floor was totally different. Musroomhead's "Becoming Cold" came on. Makare got right now to business
Never heard my name called
Never anyone at all
Never in the right
At the heart of every fault
Time to write me off
Demand the antidote
To rescue this stranded soul
Cast away the last you know
That dream is gone
Everyday life takes its toll
Everyday life takes its toll
When are we going home
Becoming cold
How did we get here
What are we alive for
Give me a reason
To murder my idols
Oliver was thinking about telling her he didn't dance lie the rest of them, but the way Makare was looking and they mood of the music, he thought better of it. Something about her was intoxicating at the moment. Her grinded with her to the music, her red hair against his chest.
Save your faith for the faithless we need it most
Need something to believe in but nothing come close
Hindsight won't let me sleep at night amputate this foolish pride
Minds eye pickled in cyanide and I can laugh at myself
The deviants will deviate rewrite the rules alleviate
A martyrs meant to meditate messiahs mend the word
Never heard my name called
Never anyone at all
Never in the right
At the heart of every fault
Time to write me off
I feel no pulse
No vital signs
A forced impulse
Among idol minds
Everyday life takes its toll
Everyday life takes its toll
When are we going home
Becoming cold
Makare turned around and look at Oliver. He made a gasp at her red eyes, but quickly stopped himself. Her look wasn't of hate or amusement like before, but lust. Oliver gulped at this sudden thought. 'It's the alcohol', he told himself. 'She isn't really like this. Hell, she put her cigarette out on me! It's GOT to be the alcohol...'
Alcohol or not, Oliver and Makare were dancing as one. A few people noticed and were amazed. Makare was acting really crazy tonight. The first two nights she came, she didn't do a thing. Now she was dancing with OLIVER WOOD! Mr. 'Pure Boy' who had nothing on his mind except Quidditch.
How did we get here
How did we get here
What are we alive for
Give me a reason
Give me a reason
To murder my idols
You made me what I am today
The toll that my like's taken everyday
Don't think I'll ever make it home
Not going home
I won't forget where I came from
Or what you made me
Some heads have got to roll
The song ended at they smiled at each other.
Then there was a whistle blown. Everyone around them froze in fear. They knew what that meant.
The music was cut out, the normal lights were back on The slytherin boy got back on stage.
"Attention everyone. I think we've been found out. Snape is trying to get it!!"
Everyone gasped and looked towards the door. There was three guys putting spells one after another on the door. Someone WAS trying to get it.
"No everyone, don't panic. He can't hear us at the moment. The door is sound proof. This has never happened before so I'll give you the drill. I have brooms here. In pairs, I want you to fly out this window and meet in the Quidditch field under Ravenclaw bleachers. There is the hidden floo network ready to go. You will be brought back into your houses. Go now!!"
Everyone rushed to get a broom. Oliver struggled to looked for Lee, the twins, or Angelina. He was NOT prepared for this. Someone suddenly called out his name.
"Oliver!! Come on!!" Makare said, holding a broom. "We got to get out NOW!"
Oliver and Makare lined up behind everyone else and waited. When it was their turn, Oliver got on first. They both took out into the night.
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. YaY!!! I finally got it done!!! Interesting, ain't it? Just to let you all know, both songs I used was Stone Temple Pilot's "Dead and Bloated" from their CD 'Core'. The second song I used was Mushroomhead's "Becoming Cold" from their CD 'XIII'. Yes, in case you haven't noticed, I am a metalhead, so I metal songs and I believe that you can actually dance to them if you really tried. UPDATE SOON!!!
