I know what you all are thinking. Two updates in 4 days? Is the world ending? Well, no it isn't, but I had a lot of free time. Enjoy!
Orianna's POV
Ryan was probably the nicest person I had met at Hogwarts so far. Or at least close to it. It would be hard to beat Fred and George and their ever present lighthearted humor. Ryan and I talked all the way to potions, which by the way was in the darkest, dingiest excuse for a classroom I have ever seen. We sat down at one of the partner desks near the center of the room, since all the seats in the back of the room were taken. About half of the class was already there.
Back to Ryan. His full name is Ryan Parker, he is a half blood and lives in London. And as i said before, he was so cute. The best part was he reminded me of my best friend from back in Chicago. Chris was one of the reasons I objected so strongly to coming to Hogwarts in the first place.
And because he reminded me of my best friend, I was in no way attracted to him. It kinda sucked really, I find a cute, nice guy, and I can't be attracted to him. He also seemed like the only guy who wasn't interested in getting with me.
Living in London, Ryan had seen me on plenty of billboards. Or at least he told me so after asking if I was a model. Instead of drooling over me like most of the guys I had met so far. Instead, he asked if I got to keep the clothes. When I told him that I did, he pointed out that despite being plastered all over London and subjected to the whims of hormonal teenage boys, I got free clothes, and from his experience that was all any girl needed.
I asked him why he was being so nice to the new girl. He said that he felt bad that everyone was treating me like a whore. Ryan is one of Wood's roommate, and he was in the bathroom when Wood and I were in the dorm, so he knows I didn't actually fuck him.
So absorbed in our conversation, we failed to notice the rest of the class arriving, as well as the professor. I had already met Snape when I was... Oh I hate to say it... lost in the castle last night.
"Everyone quiet down, and find a seat. It does not matter where you sit because I will be assigning your partners in a moment. Despite the fact that you are all in NEWT level potions, I doubt your ability to pick your own partners in a peaceful, timely manner. For now, we will be in alphabetical order. If you have any problems with your partner, you could always ask for a change, but I will say no."
Most of the class groaned, and me and Ryan shared a disappointed look as Snape started listing the pairs. I had tuned out until I heard my name.
"Waverly, with Wood, in the last desk."
Thank Merlin I was with someone I knew. I made my way over to the desk in the back corner. Just as I had sat down, Wood walked up.
"Hey Wood," I offered.
He just nodded at sat down, staring ahead towards the front of the room.
Maybe he just really likes to focus on potions.
Oliver's POV
After Orianna and Ryan left the Great Hall arm in arm, the Great Hall went back to normal. Except for me, Fred, George and that scumbag Xavier. Fred and George waved him over, then proceed to whisper God knows what to him until he scurried out the door. If he didn't just attempt to sexually assault Orianna, I would have pitied him. Fred and George can be very frightening.
I shouldn't be surprised if Orianna and Ryan hit it off. I've been roommates with Ryan for my previous six years at Hogwarts. He's probably one of my favorite roommates, a great guy that's pretty easy going and funny. I've also heard he's some up and coming star in a Muggle sport in London, futbol I think. He's also pretty dedicated to it, I respect him for that since I'm basically the same way with Quidditch.
The main difference between us that I'm considered a player (which I'm not, I just hook up with a lot of girls and don't date that often), and he's only had one girlfriend at Hogwarts, which didn't last very long, and as far as I know he hasn't hooked up with that many girls. I'm pretty sure he's still a virgin.
I walked down to potions with another seventh year Gryffindor, Sean O'Brien, who was more like me when it came to girls. He told me about the coming back party being held in the Room of Requirement later tonight. When I got there I saw Orianna and Ryan at a table together, acting like best friends. That didn't take long. I don't know why, but I was not happy about the budding relationship. I guess after last night I thought I would have a chance to get with her. She did peg me as a player, and didn't seem to keen on that. If a guy like Ryan was interested in her, Orianna would probably pick him, considering he doesn't have the reputation I have.
We were seated alphabetically. Waverly and Wood were the two last names in the alphabet. Of course Orianna didn't seem too happy to leave Ryan.
She got to the desk before I did.
"Hey Wood."
I just nodded. It drives girls crazy when you don't pay them too much attention. Or at least other girls. Orianna just turned back to the front of the room and focused on the class.
Maybe she still is a bit of a stuck up bitch.
When the bell rang, I got up and started to gather my things. Just as I was about to leave, I remembered what I was discussing with Sean before class.
"Hey, there's a coming back party later tonight, consider yourself invited. It's usually the 5th through 7th years, but the Slytherins don't usually come. It's in the Room of Requirement."
"Where?"
"Sorry, forgot you're new. Just ask Fred and George to show you where it is, ok?"
"Yeah sure. I can't wait to see how these British wizarding parties compare to the Chicago party scene," she said jokingly.
I cracked a smile. "Well for one, there will be firewhiskey, I doubt the Muggles had that. There will also be Muggle alcohol too, so don't worry if you can't handle the firewhiskey," I joked back.
She glared at me, but I could tell it was playful. "I can handle my liquor fine, thanks."
"Oh we'll see about that. I'll see you there."
Orianna's POV
The rest of the day was rather boring, especially with my building excitement for the party. I wasn't joking when I told Wood I wanted to see how the British party. Chicago's party scene was fantastic. Parties ranged from frat parties to kickbacks and house parties to raves. Yet I have not attended a wizarding boarding school party. This was a first.
Once classes and meals were over, I headed back up to my dorm. Colette and two of my other roommates appeared to be getting ready for the party. At first I was going to see what to wear by seeing what everyone else was going to wear, but after noticing Colette and her friends were a lot of skin tight neon clothing, I decided to just take my chances, considering I would never be caught in something so tacky and slutty.
I decided to just go with a pair of black high-waisted shorts, a standard for me, and then represented my country with a cropped tank with the American flag on the front, ripped sides, and a black bandeau underneath. The tank showed the tattoo on my left shoulder blade of three bird silhouettes that I got illegally on my 16th birthday. Usually I just covered them with magic, but it didn't really matter here. I folded a bandana into a headband a used it to hold my hair loosely back from my face, so my hair fell down my back in my signature messy waves.
I walked down the stairs were Fred, George, and Angelina were waiting. Seeing Angelina put any worries about my outfit out of my mind since she was just wearing a pair of skin tight jeans and a purple tank, and none of that neon crap my roomies were wearing.
"Damn, Orianna, looking hot," Fred exclaimed, as George whistled. Angelina just rolled her eyes. I just glared at him.
"Where's Alicia?" I asked, trying to change the topic.
"She headed to the party with Lee," Angelina responded.
"Well let's go! I haven't been to a party in a while," I said as I led the way to the portrait hole.
Apparently the Room of Requirement is only there when you need it. Huh. So far British wizarding parties have the coolest venues. We entered the party, which was already in full swing. The Weasley twins like to be fashionably late, so I learned. Alcohol was flowing freely, and was repeatedly replenished by the room. There were definitely some students smoking weed, I could smell it, but I couldn't see where. People were either drinking at the bar set up in the corner, which Ryan was tending, dancing, or should I say grinding, or hooking up on the couches lining the sides of the room. It had the makings of a great party.
Wood walked up to me, and I could smell the alcohol on him. He picked me up around the waist in a huge hug, then set me down.
"You came!"
"Why wouldn't I, think I'm scared of a good party?"
"Well let's join the party," he said. We walked over to the bar, where I greeted Ryan.
"Hey Orianna, what do you want?"
Emboldened by the party, I climbed over the bar, grabbed a bottle of tequila, opened it and took a sip.
"This'll do, thanks Ryan!"
He just laughed and went to go help out someone else. I jumped back over the bar with the tequila, where Wood was waiting.
"Let's party."
The next chapter will go into what happens at the party. Please review!