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Chapter Nine: Leis, Butterbeer, and CRAAAZY Music
"And the Kallaix Knights have the Quaffle – that's Kristopher Crompton heading for the other goal – but where are the other Australian Chasers?" Lee Jordan was roaring into a microphone. It would seem that the commentator had taken a liking to the Australian players … and their nice pace.
Suddenly Saul swooped in from above and Adam came up from below, Kris dropped the Quaffle, and Adam tucked it neatly away as Saul dove towards the other side of the goal, as if he had a Quaffle. The Spanish Keeper was fooled, and the Quaffle went through.
Justine was watching from above, twirling her Beaters bat absentmindedly as she watched the game. Jeffery had told her to stay out of it for a while, as he was feeling … restless. Now her fellow Beater was racing all over the pitch, whacking Bludgers in every direction and having the time of his life.
Justine sighed, totally bored. The other team was good; Kallaix had only managed to score three goals, to the Spanish two.
Tanya dropped in beside Justine, hovering lazily. "No sign of the Snitch?" Justine asked.
"Not yet. Spanish fellow is looking at the moment, and I'm keeping an eye on him. He dives, I'll follow," Tanya replied.
"Watch out for feinting," Justine replied. "This is only your second out of school match isn't it?"
"Yeah," Tanya replied, "I'm on it. You know how much Isaac Thorpe-Townsend loves feinting."
"Well look at his brother – he has to get attention somehow," Justine pointed out, "And he has mastered the move."
"True," Tanya replied, "Just like I've mastered recognising it … to an extent. Ooh, nice save!"
"Excuse me – they look like they might try that again, I should probably stop them," Justine said.
"Try not to break the Bludger this time," Tanya called, and the two of the separated. Those members of the crowd who heard the comment laughed.
Justine flew towards the goal posts, giggling madly as she corkscrewed towards Jacque, noting the position of a Bludger that Jeffery had thoughtfully sent her way. She came out of the corkscrew and hit the ball with all her might as one of the Spanish players lifted the Quaffle to try and score.
The Bludger sailed gracefully through the air, struck the Quaffle without even touching the player herself, and they both balls struck the goalpost with an ominous 'oof'ing sound. The entire stand went silent as the goalpost bent backwards.
"Justine! How many times do I have to tell you – if you are going to hit the goalpost, break it, don't bend it!" Jacque screamed through the silence. "And now look – you've exploded the Quaffle again!"
"Oops," Justine shrugged, "Sorry!"
Ax sat and laughed, and laughed and laughed … "Are you going to stop laughing any time soon?" Tegan demanded irritably. "It's not like she's never done this before. She's always breaking something in Quidditch."
Seated around them were the Thundreds students, who were applauding, cheering and laughing at Justine's technique. Justine seemed to have gotten over her 'sorrow' at breaking the ball, and had floated to the middle of the pitch, where she bowed deeply to her supporters.
"JUSTINE BEHIND YOU!" Alyson screamed out.
Justine snapped back into an upright position and half-turned as a Bludger, possibly the same one she had hit a minute ago, flew beside her, and seemed to glance off her chest.
"Did that hit?" Ax asked worriedly as Justine leant down over her broom, gasping. Then suddenly she looked up and gave a slightly glazed smile at the Kallaix supporters. "That was way close," she wheezed. She coughed and wiped her mouth.
Ax didn't hear as beside him Tegan muttered, "Shit, she's bleeding."
"Alright, I have a replacement Bludger, but I just didn't come prepared for a broken Quaffle," Oliver looked a little pained, "I mean we have one, but this is just wrong. I've never seen so many balls broken in a month in Professional Quidditch, let alone School League."
"Welcome to our world," Adam said. "Come prepared for anything. You should see what happens when Justine and Jeffery are versus one another."
Tanya flew down and grinned, "Remember the time that Justine broke four of the goalposts in a game against him?" she said, "She was betting she could get all six … I won."
"You broke four!" Oliver yelped. "Justine! If you break anything else, I'm giving the match to the other team!"
Coughing slightly, Justine flew off to search for a Bludger, her vision slightly off for somereason and adrelalin flying through her system… If she couldn't break equipment, how about some bones? No, she couldnt do that. Damn.
Once the replacement Quaffle had been found, Oliver awarded Villefort two penalties, and consequently set himself up for a bitch fight with Adam, who was protesting that breaking things wasn't against the rules, it just didn't usually happen.
Oliver, however, was not listening. The Villefort team tucked the Quaffle away and took the lead. Kris, Adam and Saul looked at each other and nodded. High above them, Justine smirked; they were getting ready to fight back.
Saul headed up, Kris headed down and Adam headed straight ahead. "The Whirlwind," Tegan muttered to Ax who nodded, grinning. This would be good.
Saul came down one side of the Spaniard, while Kris came down the other, both of them corkscrewing as tightly as possible. Surprised, the Spanish paused to look at them as they continued the movement, and didn't notice as Adam came straight up beside him and grabbed the Quaffle.
The three of them hurtled towards their goals, Kris and Saul flying in close circles around Adam, and the three of them passing Quaffle too quickly for anyone to follow. As they came toward the goals, with the Spanish goalkeeper looking totally out of it, they all spun out, each heading for one of the three goals. No one, least of all the Spanish Keeper, was sure who had the Quaffle, and in a split second decision he went towards Saul, who was on the far left and was known to be ... tricky. Kris, on the other side, scored perfectly.
"GO THE WHIRLWIND!" Ax screamed happily, while the Thundreds people went nuts around him. The Head girl turned to look at him and said, "I'm glad that we did not have to go up against you, Hogwarts was bad enough. Perhaps it was all for the good that we were knocked out in the first round; your players are quite ... vicious." She was cute. Maybe they could get together some time.
Justine looked around, smiling faintly. The Whirlwind was her favourite move, one of the trademarks of the Kallaix Knights. As she looked, she spotted Tanya diving. Justine caught the expression on Tanya's face and immediately realised that she was not feinting. She had seen the Snitch. The Spanish Seeker spotted Tanya, just as Justine spotted him.
She headed straight for the nearest Bludger, a cold smile playing on her face. Finding the Bludger, she swung her bat back and gave an unheard cry of pain, whacking the Bludger with all of her considerable Beating power.
The iron ball shot like an arrow straight for the other Seeker, who was not quick enough to dodge. The ball slammed into his arm, and though Justine was not close enough to get any sound, she knew that his arm was broken. She nodded faintly – her work this game was done.
Tanya managed to catch the Snitch with ease, knowing that the other Seeker was out of action. "And the game goes to the Kallaix Knights!" Lee Jordan roared happily.
Draco Malfoy came out of the Hogwarts changing room just in time to catch the last comment. Had anyone been close enough to hear him, they would have heard him swear viciously. That meant he'd be up against her. The two of them, on a Quidditch pitch, with bats and iron balls floating around was not a happy equation.
The Kallaix team was coming in to land, all in a happy, laughing bundle. Except for her. He wasn't sure where she was, and he didn't really care.
Up in the stands, Ax was looking at Justine. Why wasn't she landing? She was just floating dead still, one hand over her mouth, as if she was trying not to start coughing or something. "Tegan?" he asked, noting that the werewolf was also staring at Justine.
"She's hurt. She's bleeding. Internally," Tegan said, her werewolf senses heightening, already on her feet and heading for the ground, Ax a mere pace behind her. Ax watched in panic as Justine started to slip sideways. He tried to yell at someone that she was hurt, but everyone was tied up in the euphoria of winning. Realising that sound wasn't going to get him anywhere, he started waving.
When Oliver looked at him and started waving back, Ax attempted to point at Tanya, but someone jumped up on the bench in front of him, yelling something about some imbecilic point and apparently feeling the need to stand to get it across properly.
In an unusual show of temper, Ax shoved the boy out of his way as he raced for the pitch. Oliver was no longer looking his way – little bastard. The next he saw Justine she was falling, tumbling through the air without any form of control – she'd fainted. Ax whipped out his sword which was already glowing purple. Everyone around him leapt away from him as he prepared to cast a cushioning charm.
But there was no need, as Draco Malfoy looked up and lifted up his arms to catch her, princess style. Ax could see the expression on his face change from blank, to shocked, to dislike. Justine's arms, however, had already found their way around Draco's neck – he wasn't going to be getting free of her until she woke up. She wouldn't be happy.
Kris stalked across the pitch towards Draco and Justine. What had the Slytherin boy done this time? "What happened?" he asked politely when he reached them, though he really wanted to say 'WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE TO HER?' – Stupid tact lessons from dad …
"Oh what, so you're making me the bad guy of this situation?" Draco demanded, glaring over Justine. "You're girlfriend just dropped on me!"
Kris rolled his eyes and let out a deep breath, "Don't get your knickers in a knot," he said, "I believe I just calmly what happened. I take it Justine fell."
"Keep your mind of my underwear, asshole," Draco snarled.
At that moment a panting Ax and Tegan skidded to a halt beside them. "Get her to the hospital wing," Tegan gasped, "She's bleeding inside!"
"We think the Bludger hit her, even though she made it seem like she didn't," Ax put in, catching his breath. He glanced at Draco, "Don't get me wrong – I don't like you. Justine clings, she isn't going to let you go until she wakes up, or magic can pry her off. Get moving."
Draco was now looking rather confused as Kris, Ax and Tegan started herding him rapidly towards Hogwarts. He quickly got the idea and hurried on, hoping to get rid of his burden as quickly as possible, as she was choking him.
Just before they reached the doors to the Entrance Hall, Justine coughed, and suddenly her arms fell from his neck as she went completely slack. On her bottom lip was a dribble of blood. Draco realised the seriousness of the situation and bolted for the hospital wing, not even bothering to pass Justine to Kris.
In the hospital wing, Draco placed Justine gently on the bed and Madam Pomfrey took over. A few well placed pokes and a single spell and Justine's eyes flew open. She took a few deep breaths, as if wondering at her ability to breathe easily, then said, breathless but clear, "Tanya owes me money."
Just at that moment the rest of the Australians entered the room and Tanya piped up, "No she doesn't! Justine, you bet you'd break a Quaffle, I bet you'd break a goalpost, you did both."
"Dammit. Call it quits?"
"Sure," Tanya shrugged.
Jeffery sniggered, "And you were trying soo hard to be gentle on the goalposts… we all knew you couldn't do it – you broke four of them in our last game in Aussie!"
"So, will she be ready to leave in time for tonight?" Ax asked, now that the immediate catastrophe was over, he was back to being calm.
"Yes, she can leave right now – may I enquire as to why?" Madam Pomfrey asked.
"We're having a party, she can't miss it!" Saul replied jovially. "We need a hostess, and god knows she's the only one of us who could pull it off!"
"Alyson or I could probably do it," Tanya replied.
"She has more class," Kris replied, and Alyson snorted, tossing her hair back. "Thank you Draco. Your first kind deed since we arrived."
"Really, don't mention it," Draco sneered and stalked from the room, slamming the door behind him in a rare show of temper.
At dinner that night, Draco seemed to Harry to be ignoring the events of the morning, and focusing his anger on Tanya instead.
"And she slapped me, I mean, honestly, how has the nerve to slap me?" He was stabbing maliciously at his potato with the tip of a steak knife and Harry asked somewhat innocently, "Draco, what did the potato do to you?"
Draco glared at him and demanded, "Does she not know who I am, and I mean, I'm a Malfoy, you don't just go around slapping Malfoys!"
Harry tried really hard to suppress a smile and replied "I think she does, I mean, your not exactly subtle about it are you?" Harry gestured to Draco's blazer pocket where the Malfoy family crest gleamed in silver.
"All Malfoys are subtle, its part of our charm." Draco stated dismissively waving a hand.
Harry shook his head, munching on some of his steak. "Well maybe she just doesn't like you?"
Draco looked perplexed and his brow furrowed as if he were thinking really hard. "That's impossible,"
Harry sighed and stood up, watching the food that was on his plate left over disappear. "Draco maybe you just have to admit that not all people are willing to believe you're a decent guy, maybe some of them just don't like you."
Draco got up as well and slowly followed Harry up the stairs, watching as Harry gave him one last smile and then went to join Ron and Seamus, planning what one would wear to an Aussie party.
Something moved in the shadows next to him and Draco's hand on impulse pulsed with his own Dark magai gift, but it was a very frightened looking Tanya who stepped from the shadows, her half closed eyes flicking down to the floor as she blushed.
Draco put a hand to his cheek, where it had taken several creams and potions to get the bruising left by the little hellcat to dissipate to his normal skin tone. "What do you want?"
She looked u at him with hug blue eyes and mumbled incredibly fast, "I'm sorry I hit you I really shouldn't have and I hope you can forgive me but you shouldn't have been looking, but it wasn't my place to do anything but if you do it again Ax and Kris said they'd deal with you but… I'm sorry."
Draco blinked three times in concession and said slowly, for reasons he didn't understand, "Its ok, I understand, don't worry." Before walking up the stairs to the DC tower.
Justine touched some rose coloured lip-gloss to her lips and shimmied to the music that was already blaring. She had her hair down, but her front bangs drawn back off her face and pinned with sparkly diamante combs. Justine smiled mischievously; she knew she looked damn good. Her eyes darkened by mascara, minute fake diamonds stuck on her collarbone and arms with simple charms.
Humming to herself she walked over to her bed and picked up her black embroidered sarong to go over her bikini. Like the swimsuit it was studded around the edges with diamantes. She had recovered remarkably fast and there wasn't even a bruise across her chest, 'and besides' ... she thought to herself, 'I'm fine, Draco caught me...' Justine's face hardened. Why him?
"Justine, get your sweet ass out here, the Durmstrang's are stirring, we need our hostess!" Kris called down the stairs.
"You're gonna piss me off!" Justine's call floated back up the stairs. Past the Lounge, where the walls had been lined with Palm fronds, hibiscuses and magic Tiki torches, charmed to never actually burn anything, a lesson Kris had learned at his sixteenth birthday party when Saul had nearly burned down the Restaurant. The boathouse had been turned into music central, with Jacque hooked up to every speaker and camera on the boat. The room itself was covered all over with seemingly never ending strands of neon, black light tubing.
Up on deck there were similar decorations to the lounge, with clumps of palm fronds and tiki torches. Kris stood on the pool, which had been covered over with an unbreakable glass dance floor. Where once stood the lounge chairs, now there was a bar area. "I think I'm going to go check on the bedrooms, make sure the locking charm's all activate as people leave their rooms."
"Make sure the bathrooms are still accessible," Jeffery called, "or we may have some rather annoyed guests." Winking Jeffery headed up to the cushy lounge area to make sure the barriers were up, no-one enjoyed falling out of a boat, Kris mused.
Saul, Ax and Adam were working on the bar and munchies display, while Alyson and Tegan were both decked out in floral swimsuits, Alyson a bikini and Tegan a one piece, and grass skirts. They were merrily arguing the dance selection, Tegan arguing that 'the heel and toe is an integral part of every Australian celebration'. Kris left them to it and headed down stairs.
Justine wasn't in her room when he stuck his head in. He frowned and figured he'd lock the door anyway, just in case.
Wandering away twiddling his wand between two fingers he checked each of the boy's rooms, but when he came to Tanya's room the door handle turned. "Hello, hello, hope your not decent..." he began, but was cut off as the door slammed in his face with a loud exclamation of "Bugger off I'm adjusting a grass skirt here you perve!" That was undeniably Justine.
"Sorry," he called, completely not, "Just wanted to say we're on upstairs." The door snapped open in front of him and Justine stood there, tapping one foot gracefully, the skirt split from the thigh down, and was completely see through. "Bunny," he inquired calmly, "Where is the rest of that skirt?"
"You're looking at it." She stated blandly.
"Oh."
Tanya emerged, a grass skirt sitting on her hips, "Lets PARTY!"
Justine and Tanya headed upstairs together, laughing, and Kris was behind them, muttering about invisible skirts, as Tanya hadn't seemed to have noticed anything wrong with Justine's.
Ax looked at the pair of them as they arrived on deck. He scanned Justine's attire, and then looked at her. "Your uncle is coming to this party, remember?"
"Screw him," Justine replied, "Skirt is too cool. Besides, I'll blend," she walked over to the dock and cast a quick charm on the entrance to the boat.
"I don't think I want to know what that's going to do," Tanya muttered.
Justine grinned over her shoulder, "To you, nothing. You are perfect – we are all perfect. This is for those who unfortunately don't to know how to dress when coming to a party."
Draco wandered towards the boat, trying to blend in and appear as though he was not about to break onto the Kallaix boat and crash the party. Harry, Hermione, Ron and a few of the other DC members had left the tower fifteen minutes ago, so he knew the boat would be leaving the docks at seven sharp.
As he was approaching the dock, he saw the boat start to pull away and cursed softly. Then suddenly two blurs rushed past him, out along the dock. There was Padma Patil – little slut – and … had she found a new guy already? Ron didn't have black hair. They came to a halt.
Ok, maybe he did.
"JUSTINE!" Ron yelled, "BRING THE BOAT BACK!"
The music dimmed slightly as a couple of people came over to the railings, peering back. "It's a cabin cruiser you dick!" one of them yelled.
"Can you swim?" a suspiciously male voice enquired cheerily.
"Ignore Saul!" Tanya called.
"We're on our way hun!" Justine added.
"Hun?" Padma demanded, glaring at her boyfriend.
"She's Justine," Ron replied. "That's just what she does."
Draco smiled slightly in the shadows at the end of the dock, watching as the boat came back. This time he'd get on. Taking a hint from Ron, he waved a hand in front of his face, and his hair was suddenly black. He started down the dock, watching the boat come back.
He watched as Ron and Padma come in, and noted that the moment they entered the boat their clothes changed, and they had leis around their necks. Justine grinned at them in greeting, and spun them into the party. Draco raced forward at a dead run, leaping for the boat as it pulled away again, and just landing on the edge.
Walking through the gateway, Draco closed his eyes for a moment, hoping that nothing really bad would happen to his clothes. He opened his eyes and looked down. "Dammit," he muttered, "He wears them." He was wearing silver and black board shorts – 'Billabong'. What the hell was that?
"So Draco … you've gone black too?" Harry asked suppressing a grin. "I saw Ron come on … I take it you sneaked?"
"Not like I was going to miss it," Draco shrugged, changing his hair back to its natural blond with a wave of his hand.
"Have fun," Hermione said. "I think Justine wants to talk," she added to Harry, as Draco slipped away to 'mingle'.
"Hello?" Justine called for everyone's attention. She was hanging with one hand from the ladder that led up to the cushy area. "Ah, hello. Welcome to the Kallaix Academy Cabin Cruiser for our VICTORY PARTY! Firstly, I would like to say to the schools that we have so far competed against, it's been an honour. Except for those of you who chose to cheat – you know who you are." Everyone laughed a little at that. "OK, now the evening plan. There are four things which you all probably won't recognize, as they are, shall we say, a little "Occer" – or, overly Australian. First, the Barbeque. Kris and Saul are going to be our chefs for the evening."
"WHO'S YOUR DADDY?" Kris yelled.
"I'M YOUR DADDY!" Saul yelled, while all the Thundreds students yelled happily, "Saul's your daddy!"
Justine rolled her eyes, "Stop corrupting them Ax," she said, getting a laugh. "Anyway, if, at any time during the evening, you get hungry. You, know, when your little tummies rumble and say 'go get me some food', just head over, grab some bread, and chose some meat. If you are vegetarian, pray you don't get hungry … or, ask for Tofu. In the meat, there's quite a range, but my favourite are 'Shrimps on the barbeque', or, in Occer terms, 'Prawns on the Barbie mate!'
"Next, you diss our music, or our dancing, and we throw you over the side of the boat. Australians do not accept discrimination, everyone can dance well. Yes, that is a dragon swimming along beside us. She tends to get angry when I do.
"Third," she held up three fingers, and it was obvious that she was using magic to hold herself up, "The legal drinking age in Australia, on private land, is sixteen. This boat is Australian territory," Seamus Finnegan immediately started cheering. "As Seamus has worked out, this means that you may drink to your hearts content, so long as you are over sixteen – and the bar will know."
"The bar knows all!" Saul bellowed. "The bar is all powerful," waving his hand in a circle with a look of pretended awe on his face.
"Just tell our wonderful barmen, Adam, what you want, and he will get it. He knows everything."
"Spent too much time hanging out with me," Kris sighed loudly. "She means everything."
"Lastly, the dancing. As Tanya, our little dancing queen, has reminded me, there are two traditional Australian dances. We will inflict two upon you at the very beginning, and then let you catch your breath with your own dancing style.
"The first we will do is the 'Heel and Toe'."
"It's an integral part of any Australian celebration!" Tegan yelled out.
"What she said," Justine agreed. "To start off with, I'm going to do the dance once with Kris, then all the Aussies will join in, and anyone who hasn't picked it up by the second stage is an idiot. Really. We have the lovely Alyson giving us music, and Tanya will be calling out the steps – listen to her. Take it away!"
She jumped down, and there were a few comments of 'damn she's fine' and one or two 'what is she wearing' especially from Severus Snape, who was over by the railing, watching with some small amount of interest.
Kris walked onto the dance floor, which was over the pool on unbreakable glass – they'd let Tegan at it, just to be sure. Alyson had started playing some incredibly pretty, slow music, and all of the guests were wondering if the dance could be 'normal'. Justine joined him there and curtseyed, Kris bowed and held out a hand, Justine accepted it, and suddenly the music went nuts.
Tanya, with a small microphone extending from her ear yelled, "Everybody ready now, one, two, three, four and heel and toe, heel and toe, slide…!"
Justine and Kris danced enthusiastically, and then the first round ended and Ax claimed Tanya, as Justine moved on to Saul, Tegan grabbing Kris, and the other Australians swirled onto the dance floor. For a moment, everyone wondered who would be taking over from Tanya, but quickly realized that she was going to keep calling out the steps, and as yet, was not even the slightest bit out of breath.
The next round, most people joined in, and Tanya kept on going with the calling out, never once missing a beat or sounding particularly out of breath. Eventually Justine and Tanya, who were dancing next to each other, found their partners to be Seamus and Leon.
As the round began, Seamus was dancing as enthusiastically as Justine, and Leon, being an Aussie, knew exactly what he was doing. "Some of the Brits have been having a hard time," he remarked to Tanya, and her microphone picked it up as she continued with the steps, "So I gave them a hand."
"Heel and toe, heel and toe, slide-good-slide-work-slide…" Tanya replied. Everyone started laughing, as Tanya managed to continue her conversation with Leon while she kept pace with the steps. Justine could be saying, "I wish I could do that – I'd be the best party hostess in Australia!"
By the end of the dance, all bar the Australians and a couple of others were completely out of breath and collapsing on the edge of the dance floor. Somewhere along the way, Justine had collected the twin of Tanya's microphone, and she grinned around the gathering, "Well, that was fun!" she said brilliantly, and everyone cheered.
"So, the next dance!" Everyone groaned, "Is a nice slow one," there were several sighs of relief. "It's called the 'Progressive Barn dance, and goes to the most beautiful piece of music, called The Pride of Erin."
"Woohoo! Go the Irish!" Seamus and Ax yelled together, bringing more laughter.
"This one is a little trickier, so just join in when you think you have it!" Justine told them. "Alyson, take it away! Tanya, you're on the prompts – think you're up to it?"
Tanya grinned back, "Always," she replied, and the Australians raised a cheer. Justine again moved to Kris but this time he held he closer, both facing the same direction, Kris's arm behind her back, her hand on his shoulder. They danced beautifully, as Tanya explained, "Music and sorcery is magic using music and rhythm, and it's a subject at our school..." Kris spun Justine out for the second time and Ax was there to take Justine as Tanya entered the dance with Kris.
Jacque stood to one side of the dance floor, filming all of the action, Justine was helping one of the Egyptian guys thought he dance, then she moved on and was caught by... oh god. Draco Malfoy.
Justine smiled up at her new partner, and straight into a familiar pair of silver eyes. "Hello Draco." Did she just say that? How lame.
"Justine." He said with a raised eyebrow. "I saw you and your little lover dancing, I take it you're still together after all these years?"
Justine shook her head sadly, how dare he? "The funny thing about that is that I was never 'with' any of the other boys I've danced with this evening other than you, you just imagined I was, but I assume you're talking about Kristopher?" She asked as he spun her out.
As he re-caught her he said somewhere near her ear. "I told you never to lie to me about that. I know the truth. Besides, what about young Ronald?"
Justine glared up at him. "You never have the right, ever to tell me what to do. My relationships are none of your business." And with that she spun away.
The party was raging, for lack of a better word, the music had now swung from the poppy sound of five minutes ago and settled into a rhythmic R+B sound, Justine had stolen Ron from Padma and was currently teaching him how to dance. "Good you're getting it!" She said loudly over the music. They were against one another, and she was teaching him how to move.
"Go Ron!" Tanya yelled from the other side of them, where she was dancing with Leon. "I'm glad you came." She said to him.
"C'mon, like I've ever said no to you."Leon retorted with a grin.
"Well you never did tell me you were a wizard." She frowned at him in mock annoyance. Her mother had died when Tanya was born, and without her, her father had faded away until he died when she was five. Her grandparents had moved a nanny in to take care of her, but Tanya had been a hindrance on their perfect little world. Leon's family had lived next door and when he had seen how little love Tanya had, he had moved on in.
"Oh what was I meant to say, 'Tanya my dear as it turns out I'm a wizard and can do magic tricks with my wand'?"
"That's a start." Tanya said, "But I'll forgive you. When were you last home?"
"When I saw you in December, and I'm going home for Easter after we win the Tournament." He grinned down at her.
She pretended to punch him in the arm. "Punk. you know we're gonna win!" She gasped. "Of all the gall... I oughta..."
They spun into the crowd laughing, watched closely by Ax, who was sitting up in the cushy area with Tegan, some of the Egyptians and Seamus Finnegan. They were seated around a small, round table with a glass in front of them, and Ax was explaining the rules of his 'game'.
"Ok, so, all you have to do is say a drink, and the table will prepare enough for every glass on the table," he began, watching as Seamus nearly fell out of his seat in delight. "All members of the game must drink all of the drinks provided, everyone choosing the drinks for one round, and if they cannot finish them, or pass out, they are out of the game. The one remaining is the Champion Drinker, and cannot be outsted from this position until the next time the game is played – generally at the next party.
"As the host, I get to start. Table, please provide us with Martini!" he said to the table, and instantly the glasses were filled. Everyone downed this drink with ease, and the game moved on to the next person, going in a clockwise direction around the table from Ax.
Seamus with much ceremony ordered Guinness for everyone and one of the Egyptian boys grinned and ordered white Russians. When it came time for Harry's turn he was feeling decidedly befuzzled, and said the first thing that popped into his head, "Fire Whisky."
Everyone on the table whooped at Harry's so-called bravery, none of them having had even gone near the drink. And Harry picked up the small glass of the fiery liquid, throwing back half before it touched his tongue. He managed to swallow with great difficulty and the group cheered gleefully as they all took their turn and drank.
Ax grinned. "You choose your drinks like you choose you women. You choose randomly, because it's the only thing you can think of, then choke at the big moment."
Harry spluttered, his face still flushed somewhat and glared at Ax, "Did not".
Seamus's eyes went wide and he whooped, "Do you mean the drink or the girl, cas' we all saw you chokin' on the drink!"
Harry flushed to a somewhat redder colour and mumbled, "Both" bringing cheers from the group and Tegan's somewhat louder and belated reply of, "You mean Hermione puts out?" as she threw back two fire whisky's like water and grinned wolfishly.
She had, of course, misjudged the volume of the music and her cry was heard all over the party. On the dance floor, Hermione looked up at Harry in shock and disappeared into the crowd, while Justine grinned and shook her head, making her way over to the stairs and over to the group.
"Harry, Darling, I don't think Hermione would appreciate it very much if you continued on this train of conversation so how's about you come and dance with us hmm?"
When Ax would have complained, protesting, "Hey we're laying a game here!" Justine shot him a look and he said "Yes ma'am submissively as Justine dragged Harry away.
Nymphadora Tonks stood on the wharf and watched as the white cabin cruiser sailed in lazy circles around the lake. She had to get on that boat; Dumbledore said Harry and Snape were on it. The problem was that she had to get past the serpentine dragon swimming alongside the boat. She cast a quick spell on herself to disillusion herself, then mounted her broom. She waited until the dragon was on the other side of the boat and flew like hell, landing at the gateway of the boat and shrinking down her broom, slipping it into her bag.
The weirdest sensation settled over her skin as she passed through the gateway, sort of similar to when she used her metamorphmagus powers. She looked down and gasped, her skin was tanned, her hair was a bright honey blond, and she was wearing a red halter-necked bikini and short cut off jeans. "Oh god," she gasped as a magical lei lifted and swung itself around her neck.
There was a mass of people to one side of her, all bumping and grinding to the loud music blaring from the wheelhouse, all similarly attired to her with lei's. A guy was standing behind a Barbeque right in front of her, dancing around, wearing an apron that said "Kiss the chef!" and as she watched a black haired boy with blue eyes snuck over to him and charmed it to say "Kiss the chef - he's stuppid!".
A pretty blonde haired girl near her said to her red-haired companion, "Kris is picking on Saul again; this is going to be war."
Tonks walked over towards the other side of the boat, weaving between the tables where groups of people were sitting drinking. 'That kid can't be a day over sixteen' she thought to herself.
Up on a higher deck another group of youths were all sitting around laughing merrily, amongst them she recognised a few Hogwarts students. She had to admit this looked like a kickass party. The barman was raging; she laughed as he swung a liqueur bottle up into the air and caught it as it poured the appropriate amount into a glass, flipping it back onto a shelf. He was wearing a black turtleneck, jeans and had a red lei around his neck. Hang on... was that... no...
Justine sat at a table next to the bar. About half an hour ago, just after she had saved Harry from making an ass of himself, Severus had taken over on the bar, and was having the time of his life, showing off his skills. "Go Severus" she called as he mixed her a drink.
He smirked at her, "I used to do this sort of thing when I was training in Potions. I got quite good at it, but I think maybe I'm out of practice..." he swung a bottle around his shoulders and caught it with his other hand.
Justine grinned and took a sip of her drink. "Mmmm... I think your nuts, this is yummy!"
Severus reached out and flicked a hair out of Justine's face. "Go join your friends."
Justine wandered back over to the table and sat down with Ron. They had been chatting for the last hour or so, and had almost caught up. Ron had told Justine about the Defence Council, and how they worked. Justine had told Ron all about Kallaix, and her life in Australia. Then again there had always been an easy connection between them.
Ron Weasley entered the empty classroom and Justine's eyes shot up. To be frank she was hiding out. Harry Potter had just somehow cheated his way into the Triwizard tournament and the dorms were filled with partiers. She had gone straight to Severus after the feast and he had told her. Potter could not have done it.
Ron's eyes widened and he went to leave again, looking like someone had run over his puppy.
Justine's compassion got the better of her and she walked over to him and asked, "Ron, are you ok?"
"He cheated and he didn't even tell me! I might have gotten a chance..." Ron suddenly looked up and noticed who he was talking to. "I'm sorry; I don't want to lay my troubles on you. Especially you."
Justine smiled. "I'm aware that you don't particularly like my family, but that shouldn't effect me. I'm just offering you an ear, not a lecture or detention."
Ron had softened to her that night, and they had chatted until late. Her advice to Ron had been to ask Harry outright, if he lied, to handle the situation then. "Oh no! We have to get back to the Tower, now!" he said
"Yep, or we might not catch the end of the party!" Justine said mockingly as she got to her feet.
"Justine... I was wondering if you want to have lunch with me one day?" Ron asked
"I'd love to..."
"So, I think we were talking about the Umbridge woman." Justine said.
"Oh, don't get me started on that one again..." Ron groaned. "She was hell that one!"
Justine grinned an evil little grin, "So then, tell me about Padma, you're looking very comfortable. Tell me, is it serious?" Justine watched in delight as Ron went delicately pink and quiet. "Ron! Is it serious or not?"
"Not for me...well... she... I mean. At first I only went out with her because I wanted to make Hermione an all the girls notice me, then it was more a physical thing..." Ron broke off as Justine broke out laughing,
"Don't try and put a floss on it! You used her for her body!" Justine giggled delightedly as Ron tried to get a hand over her mouth. "You man-whore!"
It was the pointed cough from very close nearby that brought them back to attention, "When you two focus... I just got Saul so royally. It was beautiful. Come see."
Justine got up and went to put an arm around Kris who led her over to the barbeque. Saul's apron now read "Kiss me - I'm stuppid!". Ron and Justine laughed all the way to the dance floor.
Severus was enjoying himself. This pretty much never happened anymore, but somehow he was smiling. Kristopher had charmed Saul's apron with a beautiful little bit of magic, and now was heading towards the crowd laughing with Justine and The Weasley. He reminded himself that he couldn't choose Justine's friends for her, but decided to be extra nasty to Ron in an effort to get rid of him. He flipped a bottle in the air and let it pour into a glass, earning himself applause from a few people, and as he looked up he spotted her.
What was the Order doing here? What does she want?
She approached the bar and was looking him up and down. He hated women who did that, did they have no class? "Severus?" She asked unsurely.
"Nymphadora." He resounded drolly. "Did you want something or was this a social visit?"
"I was looking for you and Harry actually, I've some news, but look at you, don't you look radical!" She looked at him with wide eyes.
Severus sighed, "Potter is up on the dance floor with my niece and Weasley." He gestured in the general direction of the dance floor to where Justine, Harry, Ron and Alyson were all dancing in a group, spinning around and bopping, as was directed by the song that Jacque was playing. 'I'm spinning around, move outta my way...'. Sighing he asked, "Do you want a drink?"
Tonks smiled. Was Severus Snape being civil to her? Dumbledore said that the presence of his niece made him a different man. "I'll have a Butterbeer?" She asked, unsure, but was never as shocked in her entire life as she was when Snape smiled and called her a 'chicken.'
She accepted the drink, taking her first sip when a young stunner with darkest brown hair and flashing green eyes popped over the bar, kissed Severus and said "Sevie my love, another of the strawberry things!"
She chocked, swallowing her drink, which was not Butterbeer down the wrong hole. She was even more shocked when she turned and found herself being patted on the back by Harry. "Harry!" she gasped.
"Hey Tonks!" he said. "How are you?"
"Well," she said quietly, under the hub of the voices of the five or so teens who had descended on Severus and the girl she was supposing was his niece, "I think Severus is losing his mind, or is really drunk, and I really hope that's his niece!"
Harry looked like he was about to explode from laughing, but he kept it in check and quipped, "He is quite sober, and that's Justine. She has a certain influence on him, I'm just starting to get used to it!"
Tonks looked at Harry. He in no way resembled the boy she had last seen at the train station in September. He was laughing, smiling. Tonks realised he was having a trouble free good time, and was glad, he deserved it. "I gotta meet the girl who can tame the Snivellus beast."
A voice behind her quite contritely answered her "Well, after that she may not want to meet you." Justine was staring at her with one eyebrow raised and Tonks realised a song had ended and Justine had heard her. "I know you may not get along with my uncle, but that was just rude."
Kris stepped froward and held out a hand. "Kris, charmed. Don't diss the uncle, she's got his temper and is all attached to him and stuff."
Tonks shook the boy's hand. "Tonks. I was just commenting on her ability to make everyone come out of their shells."
Everyone settled then. Justine said with a flourish "I must dance or die!" and dragged Ron back to the dance floor. Most of them had followed, Tonks saw Kris take over from Severus, who moved towards her.
"Now that we've established your new approval of me, shall we dance?"
"Together?" She asked, wide eyed.
"No, I'm asking you to go dance with someone else in an effort to shut you up." He drawled, loosing his patience and walking away.
Tonks ran after him and said, "Severus, I'd love to."
Justine grinned as Severus and Tonks danced, secretly glad he had danced with her first and was no longer looking like a retarded marionette from the seventies.
Downstairs Adam was cruising around the partiers, trying to find Jeffery, who he had been playing air hockey with. "Probably in some broom cupboard with Jacque" he mused to himself.
"Who?" asked Oliver Wood from the table. He was waiting for his turn on the air table. Adam glanced over at Oliver. Now there was someone who he wouldn't mind spending time in a broom cupboard with, he thought silently.
"Jeffery, the guy I was playing with, he seems to have um... disappeared with his girlfriend." Adam said with mock embarrassment.
Oliver smiled "Well, if your even half as good at air hockey as you are at leading your Quidditch team, I think you might be able to take me on."
"Well, someone's cocky! Your self assurance will let you down boyo!" Adam smiled as he picked up the puck, "Lets go!"
Justine was bouncing and feeling decidedly tipsy and happy. She never got drunk; she stopped drinking when she reached this point, her annoying self control kicking in. All the people around her were also revelling in the new fun atmosphere at Hogwarts. This was a first.
Harry and Hermione were near her, jumping up and down, enjoying themselves enormously. Harry had lost the shadowed look he carried lately, and Justine was glad she at least part to blame for that, although he did look weird in board shorts and a pink lei.
Tegan was dancing with her and Ron, and seemed to be rather... liking the new black hair. She had been the one to start the rock and roll part of the evening, turning the dance floor into a veritable moshpit. She had the constitution of an ox, and it took a fair bit to knock her usually, being a werewolf, but she had not eaten dinner and was now thoroughly pissed. She had yelled something about Saul, Ax and Seamus teaching her a wicked good drinking game.
Alyson was next to Harry and they were singing along to the old Muggle song at the top of their lungs... "Its a long way to the top if you wanna rock and roll... "
Tegan was dancing around and generally having fun when Justine yelled in her ear, "Honey, don't you think you have enough to drink already?"
"You're right! I'll be at the bar!" She said before weaving through the crowd to refill her glass. It was a good thing that Kris had taken over the bar from Severus. Whereas Snape wouldn't have given her another drink, Kris's policy was that 'If you can still walk you can still drink'. Tegan smiled as Kris handed her a now full glass and she weaved off back through the crowd to find Ron. There was just something about him at the moment; she wasn't quite sure if the alcohol was enhancing certain animal desires or if it was just alcohol in general.
After a few minutes of wondering through the crowd her glass was empty again so she headed back to the bar only to find Justine was already there, figuring where Justine was Ron shouldn't be far off so she headed over and settled herself next to Justine. She had decided Ron was 'fun'.
"Where's Ron?" Tegan asked.
"He went to the bathroom; he'll be back in a minute." Justine said grinning evilly.
Tegan just stuck her tongue out. At that moment she got a nose full of pheromones with Harry's scent attached.
"Finally, Harry and Hermione are getting freaky." she muttered aloud.
Justine looked over her shoulder and her jaw dropped, "Uh... shit"
"What?" Tegan twisted her head to look and saw Harry dancing very very closely with... Alyson? Oh dear, taking another whiff she thought that perhaps she might just be seeing things, unfortunately her eyes did not deceive, it really was Alyson she could smell the faint whiff of unicorn and nothing else.
Also at that moment Kris spotted her and leaned over to them. "Alyson and Harry are drunk, we need a distraction. HEY SAUL! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!"
Saul quickly wove through the crowd closely followed by Ax. When they reached the bar they huddled with Kris while Justine and Tegan sat there feeling left out and slightly miffed.
"Why do they have to always huddle and leave us out? That is so shitty" Justine said.
Tegan just held up a hand for silence and listened intently to the boys. Suddenly she just started to laugh as Saul broke away from the group.
"Tribute!" Tegan gasped, "They are going to do Tribute."
"No!" Justine said with shock.
They both turned and watched Kris as the music was suddenly cut off. There were protests from the people still dancing.
"Gadies and Lentlemen!" He cried. Everyone stared at him standing up on the bar with Ax sitting next to him with a guitar.
"This is the greatest and Best song in the world. Tribute.
A long time ago me and my friend Ax here, we was hitchhiking down a long and lonesome road
When all of a sudden there shined a shiny demon in the middle of the road
And he said! Play the best song in the world... or I'll eat your souls.
So me and Ax, we looked at each other and we each said... ok.
And we played the first thing that came to our heads and it just so happened to be the best song in the world... it was the best song in the world! Look into my eyes and it's easy to see one and one makes two and two and one makes three it was destiny...
Once every hundred thousand years or so when the sun doth shine and moon doth glow and the grass doth grow.
Needless to say, the beast was stunned, WHIP CRACK went his whippy tail and the beast was done.
He asked us, snort, be you angels and we said nay! WE ARE BUT MEN! ROCK!"
Kris was having the time of his life. He had a pleasant enough voice but he was so full of energy and charisma that you couldn't tear your eyes off him. Ax was just playing and grinning at the ladies, who all swooned in turn. Saul had scared the shit out of every one by whipping his wand to make the sound of a whip in the song.
"This is not, the greatest song in the world no, this is just a tribute. Couldn't remember the greatest song in the world no no this is just a tribute! Oh! to the greatest song in the world, it was the greatest song in the world!"
Without warning the guitar stopped and Ax and Kris broke out in incredibly cool accapella.
"And the peculiar thing my friend is this, the song we sang on that fateful night it didn't actually sound anything like this song! No this is just a tribute, you gotta believe me, and I wish you were there, it's just a matter of opinion!"
They finished off the song with full blown head banging and screaming, Ax overdoing the guitar to the delight of the crowd.
When they were done, Saul put on the music again and everyone moved back to what they were doing. Kris jumped down to give an ecstatic Justine hugs and Tegan grins. Ax calmly moved to a group of girls that were dying to dance with him.
"I think the distraction worked, Harry is now dancing with Hermione again," Tegan said without even looking.
"How the hell can you pick out just two of the scent at a party like this?" Justine asked a little astonished.
"Practice" Tegan said with a grin and a shrug.
Ron, who had emerged to put an arm around Tegan and Justine during the performance finished his drink with a flourish and grinned, "I think, to quote Justine, we must dance or die."
"YEAH!" Tegan and Justine yelled, and they moved back to the dance floor.
As the night wore on, Tanya danced every dance with Ax, because it was fun, and no one else was asking her to dance – as she too short to be able to see Ax's face half the time, she didn't realise that this was because he was glaring venomously at anyone who looked even remotely like they were going to try and take Tanya from him. He knew that if someone else asked her dance, she would.
Finally, however, Draco Malfoy – how the hell had he gotten on the boat anyway? – strode over, and bowed politely to Tanya in a break of the music, "would you care to dance?" he enquired.
"Get fucked," Ax told him in no uncertain terms.
Tanya glared at Ax, "Don't be possessive," she snarled at him, and then turned to smile and courtesy to Draco, "I'd love to."
The music started again to a slow dance, and the pair of them whirled out onto the floor, "Just so you know, I'm only doing this to stop Ax being so possessive," Tanya told Draco calmly. "He doesn't have any claim on me, and I intend to make sure he knows it."
"That's fine," Draco said quickly, "I just thought it would be churlish to leave you saddled with one man for the entire evening."
"Well, I've only been dancing with him for an hour," Tanya said, "But it was sweet of you to notice."
"So, if you and Ax are supposed to be a happy little couple, what's up with Justine and Kris? They are still together, I take it?" Draco enquired, trying to be subtle.
"Oh no," Tanya said airily, "They're like brother and sister – them going out would seriously be like incest to any of our group! You've been reading way too many newspapers, they get it all wrong! They were dared to kiss each other for five minutes once, and spent the next three hours brushing their teeth and saying 'ew' – Justine said Kris tried to eat her."
"So who is she with? Ax?"
"Hell no! He's way too much of a playboy – Justine demands respect. But she sacrificed love for power before I even met her. Justine never loved since some bastard here at Hogwarts broke her heart."
"I broke her heart! What about me? She broke my heart by cheating on me, not the other around!"
Tanya disentangled herself from his arms and backed away fast, "It was you? That's why you were perving?" she demanded, then thought about what he'd said, "Justine wouldn't cheat on anyone – she's one of the most straight-forward people I know! If she was going to go out with someone, she'd have broken up with her old boyfriend first … but Justine falls in love forever – she still loves you, if you are Draco, she could never love anyone else … even if you destroyed her."
Suddenly Tegan, who'd come down when she saw Draco had stolen Tanya, and Alyson, who'd noticed what was going on as well, came up to them. Alyson wrapped a hand around Tanya's mouth, and Tegan started pushing the two of them away from each other.
Down below deck, Tanya finally managed to free herself from her two friends, "What was that about?" she asked.
"You just told Draco Malfoy that Justine still loves him," Tegan said, but realised that, with Ax as a dancing partner, Tanya had probably had too much to drink anyway, so it wasn't completely her fault.
Through a slightly drunken stupor, Tanya had a moment of clarity, "Oh dear," she murmured, then smiled woozily, and slumped against Tegan, as the drink really got to her.
"You need to go to bed," Tegan remarked, "and don't worry, I won't tell Justine about this – as long as you promise to never talk to Draco again."
Tanya nodded drunkenly, and Tegan took her to bed, casting the Soberitis charm before she did. Tanya gave a pained groan, then fell asleep.
"OK everyone – it's one o'clock in the morning, we have the Quest on in the morning, so y'all get lost!" Kris yelled. He wasn't sure where Justine had gone, so had decided to take on a rare moment of responsibility and get the guests off to bed. A few people had left already, but it was time to get the masses back to where ever they were supposed to be.
"The boat is now pulling into the pier, and when you walk through the entrance way the spell that changed your clothes will wear off, and you'll all get sober way too fast," Kris smiled slightly, noticing that many people were already grimacing. "I wouldn't bother trying to avoid it, cos' one of us will get you with the charm if you try and escape the inevitable."
This was said as more than one person was eying the handrails, with the obvious intention of jumping into a freezing cold lake. Kris didn't think this would be good for them, even if it would provide a good laugh. With expressions Kris would expect to see on the faces of those watching the Apocalypse approaching, the crowds began to move for the exit.
Once everyone was off the boat, Kris realised that he was, in fact, the only Australian still standing, everyone else having apparently gone to bed hours ago. He yawned widely and headed for the stairs. Suddenly Justine's latest little 'pet' appeared.
"Master Kristopher, Winky wishes to ask your permission for her to clean the boat. I is having a quick nap so that I is being ready to start as soon as the Little Miss's party was over, but I is not sure that Little Miss is wanting me to clean, as Little Miss did not leave Winky with any instructions … but Winky so wants to clean, and thought perhaps Master Kristopher would be giving her permission …" he was faced with large, hopeful eyes peering over a squashed tomato nose.
"Yeah, sure … and you know, if you really want to clean, you could even go downstairs and polish the tables," Kris said, a little sarcastically.
He was incredibly surprised when the house elf threw herself at him and hugged him around the knees, looking as if Christmas had come early. "Master Kristopher is too kind to poor Winky, and Winky is undeserving of the honour he is giving her!" she cried.
"Right," Kris mumbled. "Look, Winky … if you ever want to clean, just … go ahead, ok? Stay out of Saul's room though, he likes the mess … and if you could like … let me go, I really want to get some sleep."
Winky let go of him and jumped back as if burned, "I is sorry Master Kristopher!" she squeaked, "I is stopping you from getting rest! I is very sorry and will not do so again! Winky is a very bad house elf and will try to improve!" she curtseyed and rushed off to start to cleaning.
Shaking his head slightly, Kris staggered downstairs to his room. He fingered his wand, wondering if he could just … leave the Soberitis charm tonight. Before he had a chance to ignore the urge, there was a sound behind him and he was struck with the charm.
"I thought I'd remove the temptation," Ax smirked at him, still pretty much completely sober, since he could drink with best of them. Kris groaned, as the hangover was already taking effect. "Sleep tight!" Ax called jovially, closing the door to Kris's room far too loudly.
Tegan woke, not sure what had woken her. Now she supposed she could be glad that Ax had caught her before she fell asleep without casting the Soberitis charm, though she didn't realise that he had caught Kris not long after she had happily passed out.
Deciding that something must have happened for her to wake up this early, Tegan dragged herself out of bed and went to investigate. As she walked up on deck, she stared around in amazement – hadn't this place been a pigsty when she left last night?
"Can Winky help you miss?" a voice squeaked, making Tegan jump. Looking around, she saw a house elf in a miniature Kallaix uniform, and remembered that Justine had rescued 'Winky' from Hogwarts.
"No, I'm fine," she said, sniffing the air experimentally. She had noticed the smell that one reeked of after sexual interaction, but, being well accustomed to attending parties with Ax, she hadn't paid it any attention until now … but … she sniffed again – that didn't smell like Ax at all … in fact like …
No.
She flew downstairs, following her nose straight passed Ax's room and to the library. She knocked loudly on the door, then barged in.
"Look who got freaky!" she sang out.
Severus Snape glared balefully at her, adjusting hastily thrown on clothes. "I don't what you're talking about," he said with dignity.
"Severus got freaky?" an amazed, and delighted, voice called from the doorway. Ax looked through the door, looking as if he was trying not to laugh, "Nothing against you, mate, but … who with?"
Tegan started sniffing at the air, as Severus glared at Ax, "No one," he replied.
"Don't try and play innocent," Tegan grinned, "You positively reek of her!"
"Of who?"
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