"Are you s-s-s-sure we should do this?" Neville asked, holding an open packet of sugar in his hand.
"Sure!" Chessy exclaimed. "I didn't snag all these from Denny's for nothing!" She looked around to the other students. "Ready guys!" Cheering came from the rest of the group. "One! Two! THREE!" In seconds, the students involved poured the contents of the packet into their mouths.
"Man, I love sugar shots!" Harry yelled.
"Except for the gritty feeling you kinda get afterwards, but hey, it's cool!" She was going to get up and get some punch when Marcus suddenly dropped on top of Chessy.
"Hey guys…Great party, huh?"
Riley gave him an odd look, "Yeah… Are you okay?" Chessy spotted the bottle in his hand and yanked it away. It was empty.
"How many of these have you had already?" She asked, on the verge of panicking.
He counted dizzily with his fingers, "Dum… Three?"
She facepalmed, "Oh great."
Riley started walking towards the food table, "I'm gonna get him some water."
"I'll make sure he doesn't do anything stupid!"
"Okay!" Marcus browsed around and then suddenly spotted a guitar near a piano. He started stumbling away.
"Marcus, get back here!" Marcus grabbed the guitar and started playing… and to Chessy's surprise it sounded like normal guitar playing. "Okay, good. As long as you just play guitar until you start having a hangover, things will be fine…."
"Hey Chess!" She turned to see Ron behind her. "Voldemort's doing a tap routine with Snape!"
"Awesome!" Chessy chased after him, leaving her drunken friend to his guitar.
Seamus noticed this, "Playin' Harry Potter's guitar, eh?" No response. "Want another butterbeer?"
"Sure."