(A/N hey! finally! heres chapter two for you... enjoy.)
Chapter Two: A Little Taste of Firewhiskey
The first week of school was very ueventful.
All the teachers talked about was how to behave as seventh years and how to set examples for everyone else.
All the same stuff.
However, the only thing that was eventful was the way that the five continued to outtalk the other five.
Other five being the Slytherin, of course.
They would see eachother in classes, and insults would be thrown, but, of course, no one ever really acted on it.
They continued to insult Ginny's family, Christina's clothes, Knitter's hair, Alyssa'a glasses, and Rachel's braces, which were coming off soon anyway.
They would always come back at them, but it seemed like they were getting weaker when it came to comebaks.
But they need not worry, because they were planning something that would totally kill the Slytherins.
Not literally.
Anyway, all in all, they had had a pretty ough week.
It was ten o'clock on Friday night, and the four girls all had a rough first week of school.
The teachers had given them mountains of homework everyday, and today was the only day they got a break.
But not every Friday, just the first one of the year.
Ginny was sitting on one of the couches in the common room hugging her knees to her chest, trying to think of a way the group could loosen up.
Alyssa sat next to her, resting her feet on the coffee table in front of her, twiddling her wand between her fingers.
She, too, was thinking of a way to wind down the week.
Laying stretched out on the next couch was Rachel, playing with a section of her hair and humming a Weird Sister's song aloud.
And finally, Christina sat upside down in an armchair, levitating random things.
Her feet were in the air, her head was hanging off the chair, and at the moment, she was levitating Alyssa's shoelace on the coffee table up and down.
She was thinking of a way to just let out bottled up energy.
There was a silence for a moment, and then faint footsteps could be heard outside the portrait hole.
Then the portrait flew open, and Knitter came rushing in, breathing heavily and hiding somthing under his cloak.
"And where have you been?" asked Rachel.
"I've been... places..." came his reply, "I made a few sacrafices, barely slipped past getting caught, but I still got the booty." he finished
"Booty? You're gross, Knitter!" Rachel said making a face.
"Rachel," said Christia, "Booty is pirate talk for treasure."
"Oh. Well excuse me."
The other four rolled their eyes.
"Well?" Ginny said as they all sat up straight around the coffee table, making room for Knitter next to Rachel, "What's the booty?"
Knitter looked around at the expectant faces before slowly putting on the coffee table a dark greenish glass bottle, holding about two liters, and sportting a black label.
"Firewhiskey?" questioned Chistina.
"Oh! Give me some!" Alyssa nearly shreiked, whilesnatching the bottle off the table.
"Alyssa!" Christina said outraged.
"What? You cannot tell me that this is not the most perfect way to unwind the week. I mean, we're all so uptight."
"Alyssa! What's wrong with you? We're only seventeen!" Christina pushed.
"Oh, come on Christina! Stop being a Hermione and have some!" Ginny said.
Ginny took the bottle from Alyssa and thrust it at Christina.
She held it unsurely for a few seconds.
Ginny pulled out her wand and pointed it at the cork.
It sprang off, and into her hand.
"Go ahead," Ginny urged.
Everyone stared at her for a moment while she tossed the idea of getting drunk around in her head.
Finally, she looked around before muttering, "Cheers," and tilting the bottle up against her lips.
The firey liqiud shot down her throat and into her systems.
Her mouth felt like it was on fire as the burning sensation quickly filled her entire body.
She lowered the bottle from her mouth and quickly passed it onto Ginnny.
Ginny took a swig of it, letting it ignite her insides, and then the bottle was quickly taken away from her by Alyssa.
She took a gulp of it, then took it away from herself saying:
"I tell you people... It doesn't take much to get me boozed... I have a weak soul..."
She passed the bottle to Rachel, who took it quickly and chugged a good amount of it.
Everyone staerd at her in shock.
"What?" she said, "I'm not as innocent as I look when it comes to drinking..."
Finally, Kniter took the bottle away from her and drank it down a few more inches.
Christina took it back from him, guzzling it down to only half left.
After everyone had one round, they eased up a little and each drank a little less from the bottle.
So, by eleven o'clock, while Knitter was dancing on the coffee table singing "I'm Too Sexy For My Shirt," and while Rachel jumped up and danced next to him, and Ginny, Christina, and Alyssa were on the floor laughing, the bottle (which Knitter was using as a microphone) had only a few drops left in it, so Ginny, still laughing, got up, took it from him, and put it completely upside down, letting the last drops of firewhiskey trickle down her throat before yelling out loud.
"HEY! PEOPLE!" her words were extremely slurred.
"I- ha ha- I have and idea... hehe... lets go down to the S- HA HA!- Slytherin common room... we'll totally get back at- at- pfff!- Cameron! HA HA!"
Everyone looked at her like she was a goddess.
A genious.
"That's great! Oh my gosh we can like- he he- go into his room and- and like screw up his face! We can color his hair and stuff!" exclaimed Alyssa, her words more slurred than Ginny's.
"Then we can sneak back here and pretend like we didn't do anything! HA!" Rachel said hysterically.
"Okay lets go!" agreed Knitter.
"He he I can't wait!" Christina said, clearly out of it as much as they were.
She almost fell out of her chair as she got up.
"SHHHH!"
"He he!"
"Ouch! That's my foot!"
"Sorry!"
"Whoa, I almost fell there..."
"I said SHHHH!"
The five of them were creeping down the staicase to the next floor down.
They all had their wands and were still extremely buzzed.
As they decended the stairs to the Dungeons, they decided to start forming a plan.
"So how is this going to work?" asked Christina.
"Well I kind of have a plan..." Ginny replied.
"Well lay it on," said Alyssa.
They finally reached the Entrance Hall, and just before they decended to the Dungeons, they formed a circle.
"Okay... here we go. Alyssa, you go to one of the thug's bed, and do whatever you like to him..."
They all caught the look on Knitter's face.
"Not like that you sicko!" Ginny said before continuing her instruction.
"I mean, make him look as stupid and ugly as you like, got it?"
"I got it the first time," Alyssa said coldly, glaring at Knitter, her wrds twisting with the slurr-ness.
"Good. Rachel, you go to the thug that Alyssa doesn't screw up and do the same... wait, bad choice of wording- just make them look like they fell into the pits of Barney Hell, okay? He he."
They looked at her quizzically, and she said, "Nevermind, its a Muggle thing..."
"Okay, I've already got some good ideas in mind." Rachel said with an evil grin, rubbing her hands together, and swaying dangerously.
She was clearly (as were they all), drunk.
"Knitter, you get Lea's friend. Make sure you actually make her look morbid. I want her to look like one of the living dead."
"He he he..." came Knitter's reply.
"Nice. Christina, I want you to tackle Lea. I was thinking maybe you could chop off all her hair or something really devastating, alright?"
Christina nodded in her assent.
"What about you, though?" asked Alyssa to Ginny, "Who are you transforming?"
"Me?"
A pause.
"I'm going for Cameron Malfoy."
Identical grins spread across all of thier faces as they once more put their hands in the pack.
"Hey! We should think of a name for ourselves," Rachel suggested.
"Like what, though?" asked Knitter.
"How about the Lonewolves?" inquired Alyssa.
"Excellent," the other four agreed.
"And so it begins. The Lonewolves make their first attack tonight. Let us persue the prey and bring good tidings from the hunt. Good luck, Wolves," contended Christina.
They nodded and pulled their hands from the pack, heading into the Dungeons to begin the hunt for revenge.
(A/N YES! we all got drunk! WEEE! please review while i go take a hangover potion... hint hint forshadow hint hint i've alerady started the next couple of chapters! WOOT!)