Title: Why Gryffindors should never drink
Author: Iskjif
A/N: Allo my dears! Sorry I haven't been able to update in a while, I've been disgustingly busy. I've been trying to get into summer school so that I could graduate on time, but the Bureaucrats won't let me! I guess that supposedly summer school wasn't designed for people that miss entire semesters due to illness, it was designed for people who ditch or fail a class… Watch me be annoyed! but yeah! Enough about my life! On to the randomness!
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Salazar sighed as he shifted under the weight of a thoroughly inebriated Godric Gryffindor.
Earlier they had planned on spending the evening with Helga and Rowena, but when Helga had suggested they go out for a drink, looking at Rowena with a decidedly lustful gleam in her eyes…
Well the two lovers had quickly followed her advice.
Godric chose to lurch forward as this point, interrupting Salazar's musing and setting him off balance. Said parselmouth stumbled and dropped the man he had been supporting. He idly wondered if witnessing Rowena and Helga go at it would have been easier on his nerves than dealing with a drunk Godric.
The man who now found himself on the ground merely mumbled into the dirt and made no move to push himself up. Salazar crouched, a bit concerned that Godric may have gotten hurt. He sighed as Godric, apparently sensing Salazar's gaze through his drunken haze, flopped over.
The drunk Gryffindor smiled suggestively up at his lover and slurred, "'ey you two are sorta purty… maibe we could 'ave a go sometime…"
Salazar rolled his eyes. Godric was even more sloshed than he had thought. He hoisted the man off the ground, snorting as the motion pulled a 'wee!' out of the drunk.
He started heading down the street and towards the castle once again, but his lover's constant lurching and stumbling added an uncertain quality to his steps. Just when Salazar was starting to feel a little more optimistic about reaching the castle without further incident, Godric lost his footing and knocked them both into a witch. The three of them fell to the ground in a tangle of limbs.
Salazar quickly untangled himself and helped the woman up. He was about to apologize when he was interrupted by Godric's happy exclamation.
"Solena! Itsh sooo good ta see ya!" the witch looked a little amused as he continued to babble, "Thish is me good frienda Sal Sleeytherin and his twin brother Salad-bar!"
Salazar covered his face with a hand. He just knew that word of his 'twin brother Salad-bar' would get back to Helga and Rowena.
He'd never live this down…
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A/N: okay! So hopefully that ended up amusing you! So what sort of things do you guys wanna see on here? Tell me and I'll see what I can do!
