So here is finally the party. Thx everyone for the reviews!!!!
Chapter 5:
PARTY!!!!
So here I am at my second Slytherin party and I haven't been harassed or beat up yet. Although I have only had a single cup of the pumpkin juice. Like I suspected, spiked.
" So how are you holding up?" The boy from earlier asks.
" Good. Why do you ask?" cuz I am a girl.
" Well, this is your first party and girls don't do to well at their first."
" Like I said, I am full of surprises. Plus, I may have been a screwed up bookworm Gryffindor, but I have snuck into a few of these parties before. Well, 1 here and 5 between Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. So, I know my way around these infamous Slytherin parties."
" Really? I am surprised."
50 Cent came on, " When are you guys gonna play some good music?"
" What do you mean 'good music'? Oh you like rock and metal like Draco don't you?"
" No. I like polka and folk music." I say, sarcasm hardly controlled, " What was your first clue? My Godsmack concert shirt or my Riot Girl hoodie?"
" Oh. I'm not all here by the way."
" Don't drink anymore pumpkin juice." he laughed. " What? Why do you think I only had a glass so far?"
" You are way too smart to be in here."
" Wow. That's is either the real you speaking, or the drunk you speaking."
" Probably the drunk me." he said. " And I am Jake, by the way."
" You know me already. "
" I guess I do. So Granger, what do you like about this party in particular?"
" No one is dissing me yet."
" That's it? There really is something wrong with you...."
" Don't I know it." just then, Pansy walks up with Millocent and another girl. AHHHHHHH THREE AGAIN!!!!!!! Stupid people.
" Well, if it isn't bookworm Granger. At a party and not studying? That must be a first."
" At a party and not snogging around? That must be a first for you." the other girl snorted. " Even your little buddy thinks it's funny. How cool."
" Leave."
" Excuse me?"
" Leave this house. You do not deserve the perks of being a Slytherin. And you never will."
" And you don't deserve anything from me now do you?"
" Get out. I don't want to start with you here and now. But I won't restrain from it."
" Bring it. I am not afraid of Slutty the Pig." Her face reddens, " Touched a nerve did I? What are you mad your Drakie-Poo isn't here with you?" ( A/N: That Rymed!!! )
" Shut up."
" What? You finally realize he doesn't like you don't you?" Alert the newspapers! Ex Gryffindor makes Slytherin slut CRY! And RUN!
" Wow." Jake says, " You are full of surprises."
" I was only telling the truth." I smirk.
" You even put Draco's smirk to shame."
" No. I just developed my smirk from his. After all he did try to use it against me many times. It never worked."
" Well your smirk is hott so you do show him up."
" Hermione, come on! We have to get back to our tower before Filch catches us." Draco says out of breath.
" Do the terms Head Girl, Head Boy, or Duties mean anything to you?" I say.
" We don't do them the first night back."
" Oh shit! You're right. Come on. I'll race you." with that we bolt out of the door and head up to the 6th floor to the painting of the Green Maiden.
" What was the password again?"
" I hate Dumbledore." I mumble the password.
" What?" the painting asked. Damn her.
" Little Bunny Foo-Foo!" I say louder than I meant to.
Draco cracks up laughing and the portrait swings open. " You may enter."
" Thank you." I say and rush in. I am gonnaa kill the guy that made that song!!!!!!! " Well that was interesting. " a post-it note was on the door.
This is the passwords for your rooms
Bedroom: Fluffy puppies
Bathroom: Kitty Kisses
Spa: Ditzy Daisies
Kitchen: Hershey Kiss
Albus Dumbledore.
" I am gonna fucking kill that son of a b-!" Draco cuts me off.
" That son of a bitch!"
" Fluffy. Puppies." I say with disdain. A door appears and we walk through it. A room decked in black, blue, and silver laid before us. Two queen sized beds, a stereo, posters of rock bands, two laptops, a flat screen plasma tv, gamecube, two desks, two nightstands, and a large door were all the perks in the room. We both walk to the door and open it. A huge walk in closet filled with really cool clothes for both of us. His on one side, mine on the other. A note is on the door.
Your parents instructed me to give these to you after I let your mothers see into the future to what you two would look like. I hope that you enjoy your new wardrobe.
" How could my mother have known...." I say tears coming forth. " She must have known he would- Oh shit." a letter in my mother's writing appeared where the other was.
My Angel,
I know that you are beautiful and strong. I also know that you are drifting away. You cut to deal with the abuse and rape. Don't let your father get to you. Yes he did kill me. Poison. With that deed, he also took your soul. I hope that you find comfort in someone. And congratulations on the Head Girl spot. I am so proud of you. I love you, my Angel.
Mommy
Holy shit. How could she- Why would she- HOW THE HELL DID SHE KNOW TO COME TO HIM!? " Mom..." I say quietly.
Well, what do you think? I know, humor then depression. But I swear it will get better. Post more soon!
