"I know it took me ridiculously long to get this water, but-!" Riley stopped herself seeing Marcus on the floor, several more bottles of butterbeer on the floor. "Oh geez… CHESSY!"
She spotted her best friend emerging from another room with some of the students.
"Okay," Chessy said to Dean, "Even you have to admit, that was pretty awesome."
"I don't think I've ever seen a man tap dance like that in my whole life," Cho said, appearing very flustered.
"Cho, he's taken." That seemed to kill her thunder as she blushed and stomped away. Chessy would've continued the discussion if she wasn't grabbed by Riley. "Ow. What? What did I do?" Riley pointed at Marcus and she automatically understood. "Oh…."
"I leave you alone for an hour and this is what happens?!"
"I'm sorry, but Voldy was tap dancing! I couldn't miss that! It's like if you had the chance to babysit Rue or Prim from the Hunger Games. You wouldn't pass that up!"
"True, but this is a matter of our drunk friend!" That same drunk friend suddenly stirred, catching the attention of his sober companions.
Marcus moaned, sitting up, "Ugh… what happened?"
"You overdose on the butterbeer," Chessy replied. Marcus stared at her oddly before screaming like a idiot.
"It's the Shadowman! Get away from me!" And with that, he was gone.
"What was that about?"
Hermione approached them, "Remember what Dumbledore said? If you consume enough butterbeer, you start to hallucinate!"
"So it's like the liquid version of crack?"
She shrugged, "More or less."
"So what do we do?" Riley asked.
"The only thing we can do," Chessy began, pulling out a giant butterfly net as if from nowhere. "We're gonna get him back."