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Chapter 16: Drink Your Troubles Away
Dripping wet, Lily and Scorpius sloshed into the house, laughing as she wrung her hair out on his shoulder and wet footprints marking their paths. Their mothers, discussing the latest fashions from Witch Weekly over a cup of tea, looked up at the sound of their lighthearted laughter. "Lily Luna!" Ginny scolded, standing up. "Do not track that through my house!"
Lily rolled her eyes, feeling much better than she had earlier in the afternoon after taking a rather unexpected dip in the lake with the blonde-haired boy at her side. "Just use a Drying Charm on us, Mum, and then I'll go clean up everything."
Her mother sighed, her chocolate eyes reproving, but she pulled out her wand and dried them both. Her daughter ran into the kitchen and grabbed a towel from the counter to mop up the footprints, disappearing into the hallway. "I trust you had a good time," Ginny muttered dryly to Scorpius as she settled back into her chair and took another sip of tea.
"Yes, ma'am," he answered politely, nodding his head amiably. "Lily showed me the lake where she goes swimming with her friend Stacey."
"I can tell," Ginny told him with a good-natured smile, trying to help the boy who was standing rigidly straight relax. "Are you going to Lily's birthday party at the Diner this evening?"
"Well, I was hoping to…" He said, turning his pleading grey eyes upon Astoria, trying to smother her with hope that he could go. "But I need permission…"
Astoria grinned as Lily pranced back into the living room, halting at his side. "Uh-uh, mister. I'm not getting into that mess. Your father would be furious with me if I just let you go. Go ask him yourself."
"Are we allowed to go into Dad's study?" the birthday girl piped in.
Ginny nodded. "I suppose so, but you have to knock first and don't just barge in. Wait for Harry to open the door."
Lily nodded, already pulling Scorpius down another hallway by his wrist behind her. They made their way past various family photographs as Scorpius slowed to look at each one. Some were pictures of the children in their Hogwarts robes, and another showed a little Lily diving for her teddy bear that the boys had taken away from her and were ripping off the buttons. Frantically, Harry and Ginny rushed to pull the mischievous children away from each other. Lily laughed when she noticed him looking. "Yeah, family pictures like that never really worked out for us. James and Albus were in trouble for a week because Mum and Dad were embarrassed. Yet Mum insisted a photo of all of us went somewhere." They stopped suddenly in front of a closed door on which Lily tentatively knocked, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet.
The low murmuring of voices suddenly cut off, and she could hear the crinkle of papers as they were hastily shoved into a drawer. Lily's eyes went blank with a vague curiosity. "Don't you dare," scolded Scorpius. She frowned at him, obviously upset for ruining her fun; she hated when people told her not to do that. "Trust me," he told her. "If it's my father, it's best not to interfere."
As she opened her mouth to protest that she wasn't interfering, only seeing whatever the big secret was, the door opened. Harry gazed at them suspiciously through his circular glasses. Lily quickly dropped Scorpius's hand, realizing finally that they were still intertwined. "What do you two need?"
"We—well, Scorpius, really—need to talk to Mr. Malfoy," she explained readily, the words rolling off her tongue instantly.
He sighed. "Okay then." He led the pair into the study, which Lily had never really seen. The study was always the place where the children, even Teddy, didn't go unless they were in trouble because their Dad kept some pretty important Ministry files in there. Naturally, James and Albus had seen the office numerous times and were rather familiar with it. On the other hand, Lily absorbed all of the features of the room. The mahogany desk rather dominated the room, accompanied by two large bookshelves that took up the wall behind it. There were little trinkets on the desk, including the framed drawing Lily had drawn when she was four of their family. The family's tallness was based on how old they word, Harry being the tallest, with a rather fat head and his scar and glasses and much taller than the house in the background and Lily the smallest, her red hair that fell way past her feet. Two professional-looking chairs were on one side of the desk and her father's rolling office chair on the other. Mr. Malfoy was looking at the many books displayed on the shelves with mild interest, his head tilted slightly and his hands clasped behind his back.
"Uh, Dad?" Scorpius tentatively swallowed and his father turned to face him. They looked very similar with the same noses and such, and Lily wondered if Scorpius would one day be a replica of Draco but with warm grey eyes instead of icy blue ones. "Erm, well, Lily has, ah, invited me to her birthday party, a-and I, uh, was wondering if, erm, if I could go?" She had never really heard him stutter except when he was really nervous and marveled to herself at hearing it.
"Why didn't you ask your mother?"
Scorpius coughed uncomfortably. "Well, she, erm, said that she, uh, didn't want to be involved, sir."
Draco was obviously confused. "Now why would she say that? She could have easily let you go, I wouldn't have minded."
"Well, sir," Lily cut in, wondering if she was using proper etiquette or had mucked it up already by interrupting. "The thing is, my muggle friends from my old school are throwing the party for me at the Diner tonight."
"Ah," Draco said, understanding. Instead of answering immediately, he turned back to the books, but his face showed that he was debating it; at least he hadn't flat-out said no. Harry watched him curiously, the pair of teens noticed, preparing to judge him on this choice. Draco knew so as well and turned to them all with a bright smile that lit up his whole face the same way as Scorpius. "Go ahead, son. Just remember that they aren't like us. Your mother and I will probably go home after Mr. Potter and I finish up here, but you can floo home after us."
Scorpius smiled brightly, too, mirroring his father. "Thanks, Dad!"
"Yeah, yeah," he muttered as Lily gave an excited squeal. "Why don't you let me and Mr. Potter finish our business?"
They hurriedly rushed out. James and Albus had just gotten back and readily agreed to go with them to the party, rather excited about the whole thing and Lily finally opened her present from the boys. She gasped in awe at her favorite book that she had been unable to find anywhere.
But soon enough, after enduring teasing by James and Albus (both of whom, Lily had noted suspiciously, were getting along much better with Scorpius since she found out she was a Seer), it was time for them all to leave for the Diner. Lily dressed in nicer clothes before they left, a short, black skirt with embedded sparkles and an emerald button-down shirt that matched her eyes.
When they walked in, Lily was smothered by the familiar faces of friends, including Tony Shepherd, her Kindergarten sweetheart. They got married and lived in the white cottage on the playground overlooking the slide after he kissed her behind the bushes. Stacey was happily directing the whole thing and soon found the birthday girl.
"Well? Didn't I tell you everyone would show up?" She half yelled over the music from the jukebox.
Lily laughed. "Alright, I concede. You were right! Maybe people actually did like me!"
With a laugh, Stacey told her, "You know, Tony broke up with his girlfriend just before school ended…"
"Don't get any ideas," Lily sternly answered, cutting off any discussion.
She weaved through the crowd after talking to Stacey and chatted with old friends. They all reminisced with her of funny stories from their school years together, such as the time Lily snorted chocolate milk out her nose, or the time she and Chad had to go to the principal's office because he cut her hair. She ran into Cathy Hardwick who was another one of her best friends. They talked about how Cathy's brother, who was going to graduate from college next year, was working at the Diner now, and the old man had left him in charge for the evening.
She danced with many of the boys, too, as they vied for her attention among themselves. Scorpius, James, and Albus, however, seemed to be a little more left out, although the girls thronged to them, each asking to dance with them. But they declined, obviously uneasy around the muggle girls. Cathy came to Lily and said, "I really like your blonde friend; he's really hot."
"He's got a girlfriend," she said shortly.
"Aw," Cathy said, her head drooping. "That's really a shame…"
Lily didn't know why she lied, she just did. She didn't even realize what she said until the words hastily flew from her mouth. With a surge of the feeling of needing to be territorial, she didn't correct herself, even though she knew that what she had said was dead wrong. Scorpius hadn't had a girlfriend since Slutty Putty and he didn't appear to be looking for one. She felt a little tingle down her spine; she wanted to be his girlfriend.
The party as a whole went quite well and everyone gorged themselves on pizza and soda. At about ten at night, some of the more responsible kids left, paying their respects to her after eating some of her chocolate cake (which Lily politely stayed away from), and the other kids launched themselves into various games like Twister that someone had found in a supply closet. At eleven, Cathy found Lily again. "My brother got some beer. Where do you want it?"
Lily's eyebrows shot upwards. "Excuse me?"
Cathy shifted to her other foot, trying to seem nonchalant but obviously afraid she would get in trouble. "Darren's 21 now, so he can buy the stuff and he brought a few cases over. Where do you want them?"
Lily knew how much trouble they would be in if anyone caught them. It was illegal for muggles to drink until they were twenty-one and witches and wizards couldn't have Firewhiskey until they were seventeen, and she most certainly didn't want to be found by her father with her breath smelling of beer. But then she caught sight of a platinum-blonde boy in a corner, away from all of the other kids, looking rather inattentive. "Put them at the tables and bring me two bottles." Lily's eyes didn't stray from his figure even when Cathy walked away to tell her brother.
So Lily found herself walking to her best friend with a beer bottle in each hand. When she sipped it, she resisted spewing it across the nearby kids dancing and choked the foul-tasting concoction down. Finally deciding it tasted no worse than the potions Madame Pomphrey gave out, she gulped down another drink, and found that it went down much more smoothly. In fact, she rather liked the tangy taste that burned down her throat although it took a lot of drinks.
When she finally made her way to Scorpius, she held out the unopened bottle to him. "You wanna try some?"
He took the bottle suspiciously, popping off the top and sniffed the contents suspiciously. "What is this? It smells like Firewhiskey, but also not like it. Is this some muggle drink?"
She nodded freely, taking another searing gulp. Drown it out, wash it away. "Mmm-Hmm. It's beer, like normal whiskey, I think. Firewhiskey Is boiled with dragons' fire or something isn't it? That's why it's much, much stronger than muggle beer."
He nodded, raising the bottle to his lips. "I think that's right." He took a tentative gulp of the drink and then started coughing and spluttering. "Merlin's beard!" he exclaimed, wiping his mouth with his sleeve. "That's downright nasty!"
She giggled. "Try it again. The first taste is the worst. It's not that bad once you get used to the burn of the alcohol. I actually rather like it."
He tried again, letting out a rough breath when it seared down his throat. He blinked at her for a moment before he smiled and took another swig. "I hardly understand anything they're saying, ya know. All the girls are asking me what Smovies I like. What are smovies anyways?"
She laughed. "You mean movies? They're like… like photographs and paintings with sound. Sort of. I dunno; it's really hard to explain. Like really long television shows. Just stick with me and I'll show you around. It's easy to fit in once you get the hang of things."
"And what is felyvision?" He asked as they began to meander into the crowd, not really taking much more notice of the people around them besides taking care not to bump into them. "I really don't understand muggles."
Lily's smile grew a little wider. "I'll explain it sometime later when I can think straighter. " She giggled. "You wanna dance?"
He took her outstretched hand, finally taking in the people swaying to the music of the jukebox. "How are we supposed to dance? Mum and Dad only had me learn ballroom dancing 'cause we have all those parties, y'know?" Since both of them were carrying beer bottles, she shrugged, giving up on the idea but their hands remained together.
"I dunno," she answered after yet another drink, her bottle gradually growing empty. "I guess ya just kinda… feel the music. Get into this zone where ya just kinda know what to do…" They walked past a girl grinding into her partner.
Scorpius spluttered, "That's feeling the beat of the music?"
With cheeks steadily growing red, she shrugged. "That's feeling—er—something else."
He tipped his head towards the ceiling, his lips around the bottle. When he brought it down, he was frowning. "Ya got any more of these?"
She nodded, her hair shaking around behind the golden pin. "Come with me." She pulled him to the drinks table, finishing off her own beer. When they reached the table where the pink punch and beers were, she popped the cap off of two more, handing him one as the carbonated steam curled off of it. Simultaneously, they took long draughts of their bottle.
Suddenly, someone popped from the crowd in front of them. The brown curls bounced as Stacey squealed, "We're gonna play Never Have I Ever!" Obviously rather drunk with her breath smelling of beer, she tottered and stumbled, caught before she fell by Lily. She hiccupped and said, "Ya both are gonna play, right?" Scorpius seemed confused, but Lily nodded her head vigorously. Stacey clapped and giggled. "I'm gonna… I'm gonna find some ofer… other people, mm-hmm. " She stumbled away, and went to find others who wanted to play the game.
The party's members had depleted greatly to maybe ten people, and when they gathered around, the muggles were drunk and the wizards and witch a bit tipsy seeing as regular whiskey affected them nowhere near as much as Firewhiskey. They sat in a circle on a clear space on the tile floor. Tony sat beside Lily and Scorpius across from her. Cathy sat besides James (trying to be a little more than friendly with the eldest of the Potters) and another girl, Emma Kaseton, sat beside Albus who wasn't remotely interested in her. Benji Campton sat beside Scorpius and Stacey, who was between Benji and Lily, stood up.
"So here are the rururs… the rules," she began to explain, swaying slightly. "If you, uh… put down a finger, 'cause you, ya know, did whatever… well, ya know what I'm talkin' 'bout, then you have to take off an… an… a piece of clothin' an' give it to the person who said it. If you don't wanna do that, then ya gotta… ya gotta… ya gotta snog 'em—whoever said stuff, that is."
She fell into a fit of giggles, and Lily pulled her back down into her seat on the floor. "'kay, then," Lily said, taking Stacey's place. "Whatcha do is you say 'Never have I ever… blah, blah blah,' just something you've never done before. And everybody holds up ten fingers, and if they've done that before, they have to put down their finger and strip… or snog them, whatever ya want to do. When you are out of fingers or clothes, you lose, and whoever lasts the longest wins. Everybody got that?"
Murmurs of consent went around and many nodded their heads as she sat down again. Everyone held up their hands, all fingers up. Stacey started. "Never have I Ever… snogged a boy." Lily, regrettably, put down a finger. She had kissed McLaggen. The other girls also put their fingers down as Lily put her shoes on the space in front of Stacey. To everyone's astonishment, James put a finger down, too, mumbling, "Don't wanna talk 'bout it."
Lily was next. She thought for a moment, her head tilted to the side, before she said, "Never Have I Ever smoked weed." A jacket from one of the girls and a pair of shoes sat at her feet.
Tony, who was smirking at her whenever he caught her eye said, "Never Have I Ever received head." James, of course, put a shameful finger down, giving up his shirt as Albus shook his head.
"Never Have I Ever given head," said Emma with a knowing smile and a pointed look at Stacey. Stacey grimaced and gave up her shoes. Another girl gave it up, too.
Everything went like this for a long time, everyone drinking even more as they played. Lily ended up snogging Tony twice, his lips warm but unfamiliar against hers. Luckily, she didn't have to put many fingers down. James, of course, was the first one out, having done, it seemed, everything their father would kill him for if he knew. Cathy just randomly passed out after having too much beer, and Benji left, taking her with him to drop her off at her house. It wasn't long before the only ones left were Tony, Albus, Scorpius and Lily. Scorp and Lily had five fingers left while the other had two and their pants. Emma and Stacey had fallen asleep half an hour prior.
"Never Have I Ever… been to public school," Albus said, resulting in the loss of Tony's pants and Lily's barrette which she insisted he not lose. Scorpius smirked, his fingers still up.
"Never Have I Ever…" Lily caught sight of the blonde boy's haughty smirk and glared. "Never Have I Ever dated a slut." The words slashed through the air, and all of the boys' fingers went down. Albus's pants went onto the pile with a groan, revealing his red and black checkered boxers, and Tony was forced to snog her (although she suspected he really didn't mind) instead of giving up his blue-stripped boxers which was all he had left. Scorpius sighed, giving up his shirt, leaving only his pants and boxers. She tried not to ogle too much at the pale planes of his chest and abs from Quidditch.
Scorpius, with a half-smirk, half-glare that resulted in a rather frightening picture, spoke loudly. "Never Have I Ever posed as a slut."
She rolled her eyes, putting a finger down. Tony laughed. "It smse… it seems that yeh're gonna have to take off somethin' othes… other than yehr accessories, missy. Preferably the skirt? I'd love to see yehr knickers."
James, who was sitting near the circle, trying to see how many beers he could get down before he puked or passed out, suddenly snapped to attention. "No, you ain't, young missy."
She rolled her eyes, swaying as she stood up to strip down. "S'not gonna be the skirt, ya idjits." She turned and stumbled drunkenly to the jukebox, which she hid behind. Out of the boys' sight, she fumbled with the buttons of her shirt, taking nearly five minutes to get her fingers to work correctly and unbutton all the way down. She stripped off her bra and hurriedly re-buttoned her shirt, the result being them buttoned crooked. She tottered back to the group and threw her black bra on top of Scorpius's pile of clothes. His grey eyes grew wide at the sight. Tony and Albus guffawed at Scorp's growing red face. She laughed lightly along with them.
Soon, Tony and James passed out and Albus lost, leaving the game between Scorpius and Lily. They were each down to two fingers and Lily had lost her skirt, revealing red cotton knickers and Scorpius had lost his pants. She had laughed for an hour it seemed at his blushing face as he sat down again in green boxers with snitches. She had downed about eight beers herself, Albus about nine, and Scorpius eleven. Albus was lounging, the only one besides them left awake, sipping his tenth whiskey. "Never Have I Ever… been friends with muggles."
Lily groaned at his words. She dropped her hands to take off her next article of clothing, but quickly realized that there was hardly anything left. She looked up and their eyes met for a long time. Unknowingly, both leaned towards each other, sparkling emerald, meeting stormy grey. Suddenly, she grabbed his bare shoulders and pulled him towards her, smashing her lips against his like it was the only chance to save her life. His lips that tasted of rum melded against her before his tongue gained entrance to her mouth. She traced the muscles of his chest as his fingers twisted in her loose hair, tangling the wavy mess into an even worse disaster, though she couldn't get herself worked up about it. His fingers as light as feathers, sent chills up her spin as they moved down her body and touched the bare skin where her shirt was riding up. Their tongues fought for dominance and Lily found him leaning back on the ground, pulling her on top of him. From somewhere, she heard Albus laugh like a dunce and say, "Yeh're gonna get in trouble!" But she was only aware of the fingers now beginning to make their way up her shirt, tracing her smooth skin.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?" She jerked up at the reaction, trying to calm the dizziness that caused black spots to dance in her vision. It seemed suddenly that there were three Harry Potters glaring down at her. She blushed despite her drunken state, realizing that being mostly naked while snogging Scorpius did not look very good to her father. With a bit of trouble, unsure which ones were the doubles and which were real, she saw that teenagers were strewn over the place like her dolls when she grew bored of playing with them as a child. The jukebox still played some rock band in the background, but her ears were ringing too loudly for her to make out what was playing. Scorpius beneath her seemed just as confused as she felt with messy platinum hair.
Harry heaved her off of the floor and saw the bra and skirt on Scorpius's pile of clothes. Obviously trying not to bust any veins, he slowly said, "Put your clothes on, right now, Lily Luna." He heaved James out of a pile of his own puke with a disgusted look. With a flourish of his wand, Harry wiped the mess away from everything, the empty beer bottles zooming to the trash and the puke cleaned away. Albus's beer bottle began to wiggle away, and he ran after it, only to stumble headfirst into the trashcan, along with everything else. Harry yanked him out and shoved them towards the masses of clothes. Not needing to be told twice, the four drunken teenagers hurriedly slipped into clothes, whether they were theirs or not. James ended up with Scorpius's jacket and Al with James's pants. Lily found the barrette and slipped it into her messy hair. When they looked somewhat presentable, Harry grabbed Albus and Scorpius (trying to strangle the boy, it seemed) by their collars and marched them out the door, James and Lily staggering along behind him. It wasn't long, though, before Lily stumbled and fell, scratching her arm and knee on the concrete like a child. She sniffled and tried to stand up, only to fall down again and scratch her hand. Harry sighed and picked her up, carrying her in his strong arms easily, letting the boys follow behind.
It wasn't long before Lily fell into a fit of giggles. "Daddy, you have three heads! You never told me you were gonna get three more heads! Why didn't you tell me?"
He sighed. "Lily, you stink like beer."
She giggled in response. When they reached the house, Harry shoved the boys in first, trying to restrain his anger now that they were home. Ginny, in her pink nightgown, gasped and stood up when she saw the state her children were in. "What happened?"
Harry kept from taking his anger out on his wife. "They got drunk."
Ginny frowned and led the boys up the stairs carefully, even Scorpius. She led each boy into their room, closing the door once she had settled them into bed with trashcans in case they woke up and couldn't make it to the bathroom. She let Scorpius sleep in the guest bedroom, and opened the door to Lily's room so that Harry could lay her on her bed. With one last trashcan placed beside the bed, all the children were out, and all that could be done was waiting for them to wake up. Ginny gently took her husband's hand and led him to the kitchen table downstairs where she forced him to sit as she made some hot cocoa. As out of season as it may have been, it never failed to calm every member of her family. When she set the steaming cup in front of him, she settled down in the chair beside him, snuggling in close beside him. "Now, will you tell me what happened—your side of it?"
He sighed. Even though it was two in the morning, he told her about finding their daughter snogging none other than a Malfoy with nothing but her knickers and a shirt on while he only had boxers. He ranted and raved about the irresponsibility and how Lily would be grounded for the rest of her life for doing something so stupid. Ginny waited, quietly listening until his rant subsided into ragged breaths from the lack of oxygen during the lecture to no one in particular. When he was finished, she shifted in her seat and said, "You know, I got drunk when I was in fourth year."
Harry, who had just taken a sip of the barely-touched hot chocolate, spewed it across the table. Ginny calmly stood up, retrieving a towel to mop it up with. "You what?"
"I got drunk," she answered mildly. "I did it on a dare. It was Firewhiskey, making me much worse than Lily was. I got drunk a lot in my fifth and sixth year, too. Especially my sixth. It helped me escape the world's troubles for a few hours."
"B-but…" he was at loss for words, watching her with a stunned expression as though someone had Stupified him as she wiped up the mess. "Why the hell would you do something like that?"
She looked at him with fierce brown eyes. "It wasn't just you that suffered during the war, Harry. It affected me, too. I had my first drink after the Christmas break that year. Remember? That's the year you saw my father almost get killed by that damn snake. I was so worried about you and Dad that instead of denying the dare like I had done once before, I gave in to it. In my fifth year, I did it before I started dating you because Dean Thomas said it would be fun. And then in sixth…" she faltered, pausing. She sighed. "I drank because I wasn't even sure you were still alive, Harry. Voldemort used the Prophet to spread lies about you being dead, but I could never be sure. And after Fred died…"
Harry sighed. "It's okay, Gin. So you drank at school. I can deal with that because it's the past. And I didn't know about it until now. But I won't stand for Lily drinking. Your brothers weren't there to tell you how wrong it was. But hers were and they just got drunk with her!"
"Harry, let it be," she told him softly. "I'm not telling you that you shouldn't just let them off for free, but I'm saying that you should get some rest and relax before I have to take you to St. Mungo's. I'm going to floo Scorpius's parents and tell them that he's staying here for the night if that's all right with them. They're probably beside themselves with worry." As she passed by Harry to get to the fireplace, she gave him a feather-light kiss on the lips. "Don't worry yourself to death."
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Lily groaned at the feeling of someone hammering nails into her head. She opened her eyes, only to be blinded by bright light that hurt her eyes and intensified the hammering. A sudden nausea built up in her stomach from seemingly nowhere, and she turned on her bed over the edge, to face the pink and purple trash can. She was violently sick for almost five minutes, heaving up anything she had eaten in the past month it seemed. "Seems like someone finally woke up."
She groaned. "Please don't yell; it hurts too much." The throbbing pain felt like her head would randomly shatter at any moment.
She squinted her eyes open just a crack to see her mother's beautiful red hair sliding over her shoulder as she placed something in Lily's hand. "Drink this." She obediently undid the stopper through the haze of pain and tipped the tiny vile of blue liquid into her mouth, letting it sear down her throat in a much more comfortable way than the beer.
The pain almost instantly began receding from her head and she opened her eyes all the way. Her mum wrinkled her nose at something. "Please go take a bath, Lily. You smell like a hobo."
Her daughter smiled, in a much better mood than she first had been, and threw herself out of bed. She grabbed spare clothes and went into her mum's shower, seeing as the one she shared with her brothers was occupied. She washed her hair four times to scrub out the smell of beer and puke that seemed to cling to her hair and skin. After she got out of the shower, she sprayed herself with her favorite perfume of her mum's before drying her hair. She put on a pair of shorts and a sports shirt. Knowing that she probably wouldn't live to see the rest of her life if she went downstairs, she prolonged her getting ready until her stomach felt like it would tear itself open if she didn't eat.
Downstairs, everyone had already gathered and was eating lunch, even, she noted with shock, Scorpius, who chatted easily with Albus as he picked a roll out of the basket. She almost skipped in and sat in the open seat beside Scorpius. "You spent the night?" she asked him sweetly. "I don't remember that."
He shrugged. "Neither do I, but I'm guessing I don't remember a lot of things from last night. Did you enjoy your party, Flower?"
She laughed. "I'm not sure. I can only remember the first half. But I enjoyed that part." She couldn't help but noticed that Harry and Ginny watched the short conversation like a pair of hawks. Her dad, who was sitting beside her on the end of the table, looked at her curiously, like she was someone else.
"What do you remember from last night, Lily?" he interrogated.
She shrugged. "After we started playing Never Have I Ever, everything went fuzzy. I remember you had three heads though. What happened to the other two?" Everyone laughed.
But Harry kept prodding. "Do you remember anything else?"
She wracked her brain for any information but came up empty. When she shrugged, Harry turned the question to Scorpius. He mentioned something about James puking, but other than that, he came up blank as well. No one else could contribute much after they started playing the game. With a slight bit of awe, Harry and Ginny exchanged a knowing look.
They never knew they snogged.
Mwahahahaha! I'm so evil aren't I? Go ahead and tell me how much you hate me in a review. Lol. But did you like it? I've never had much experience in writing about drunk people, so how did I do? So my new update is gonna be no later than Wednesday! And then the chapter after that should be very interesting. Mwahahahaha! I would have posted this sooner if I didn't have stupid Geometry homework, but I'm proud I got it done!