Hey Everyone
So here we are, chapter two of this story
Hope you enjoy it, I'm liking writing it. This chapter was hard to do though, I wasn't sure how I should continue the story. Have Harry remember any of last night, or forget it all. Well here's the result x0x0x0x0x
Harry
The moment I opened my eyes, my head began to spin and the urge to vomit raised to the back of my throat. What the hell happened last night?
Slowly, I sat up, looking round the room at the other sleeping students.
Thank God it's the holidays. I don't think I could face going to class, least of all Potions…Oh no…I made a total idiot out of myself last night handing him in that essay didn't I? Oh Merlin, how am I ever going to be able to face him again after thinking he'd been reaching out for me? Fuck, what am I going to do?
I'm safe as long as I stop going to the dungeons (yeah, because I do love going down there all the time) and stop eating…Maybe I could just get Ron to steal food for me every mealtime? But what about when the holidays are over; I have to go back to Potions? What then?
This is ridiculous, stupid even. Just because I thought he'd been about to…'embrace' me or whatever, didn't mean he knew what I'd been thinking. He probably has no idea!
Swinging my legs over the side of my bed, I stood up, eager to get a shower. Stabbing pains attacked my stomach and I only just managed to reach the bathroom to be sick.
Oh God, what was wrong with me? Why did I have such a headache? Why-Oh Merlin…I drank a hell of a lot of butterbeer last night didn't I? Three guesses it was spiked. Shit, I'm going to throw up again.
"Kill me, Harry," Ron groaned, stepping out of the bathroom and beginning to get changed out of the clothes he had worn to the ball.
"If you don't lower your voice then I will, my ears are pounding!" I muttered, taking approximately a century to put on a single sock.
"Tell me about it. I think I just threw up my stomach…" He replied, wiping his tired eyes.
"Eurgh, thanks for that…" I muttered, just about to reach for my other sock before the door to the boys dorm room flung open loudly (causing all of us to wince) to reveal a bright eyed Neville. Who was looking far too happy for so early in the morning.
"Hey!" He smiled, receiving several 'Fuck off's in reply.
"Wow Harry, I'm surprised you're alive after last night!" He laughed. I ignored the intensified ringing in my head and looked up at him.
"What do you mean? What happened last night?" I asked him curiously, pulling my other sock on slowly.
Neville's happy grin faded slightly.
"Blimey Harry, don't you remember?" He asked in reply, his eyes growing wider until they started to remind me slightly of Dobby's.
"Remember what?" Panic surged through my body at Neville's slightly horrified expression.
"What did happen last night? I can't remember anything either…" Ron groaned from the bed next to mine, rubbing his eyes tiredly. A chorus of 'me neither' sounded about the room, causing Neville's eyes to almost bulge.
"Am I the only one who remembers what happened last night? Are you seriously telling me none of you remember?" He cried in shock. I winced from my painful headache as Neville's voice did nothing to help it.
"Come on Neville, just tell us what happened," Dean yawned as he came over to us.
"Well you and Seamus kind of…well…made out for most of the night before disappearing off somewhere…" Neville's voice trailed off as he caught sight of Dean's face.
"But…But I…I'm not….He's not…Well he sort of is…I don't…what?" He cried, causing someone to shout as they suddenly woke up a few beds down from mine.
"Merlin's holy boxers!" Seamus cried, sitting up as he awoke before lying back down and crying out in pain.
Dean turned back to us, ignoring his groaning best friend.
"Not a…Not a word…Any of you lot…Not one fucking word," He warned, walking slowly back to his bed and sitting down on it.
"What about me Neville? What did I do?" Ron asked wearily, probably not wanting to know after hearing what Dean and Seamus had done.
"You asked someone out and... got a girlfriend." Ron let out a loud shout of triumph, punching the air with his fist. As Ron cheered and celebrated, I narrowed my eyes in suspicion at Neville.
"A 'girl'? What girl?" I asked him, cutting off Ron's victory dance. Neville's gulp was all Ron needed to realize that it hadn't been Hermione he had asked out.
"Who the fuck did I ask out? Tell me Neville or I swear to fuck I'll hex you to oblivion!" Ron threatened him.
"Lavendar Brown…" Neville replied, hesitating slightly.
"What? Why the FUCK would I ask her out? Are you sure? Oh Merlin… what the hell am I going to do?" My best friend groaned angrily. I patted him on the back, poor bloke, before turning back to Nev.
"What about me?" I queried, wanting to crawl back under the bed sheets at Neville's expression as he turned to look at me.
"You sort of, well, you were clearly drunk so I don't know if it counts…but…you broke up with Cho-" He said, reluctantly. I froze. Broke up with Cho? Broke up with my first proper girlfriend? I was about to ask Neville if he knew what exactly I'd said, but he continued to speak before I got the chance to.
"That's not all…" He began, "you also hugged Blaise Zabini, who was equally drunk, and told him something like how you wanted to hug him more often-"
"What the fuck?" I cried, my mouth gaping open in horror. What kind of deranged drunk was I?!
"And then you told Malfoy he had sexy hair…Unfortunately he wasn't pissed, so he'll most likely remember that-" At this point Ron burst out laughing, clutching his sides.
"Fuck off Ron, I'm not the one asking Lavendar out," I snapped at him.
"Yeah mate, you really have nothing to laugh about. Both of you made idiots out of yourself in that dance off," Seamus announced as he came out of the bathroom, running a hand through his hair.
"Dance off? What?" I asked, just as Ron said "Were you not drunk?"
Seamus grinned at us.
"Yup, I was absolutely hammered. I'm never going to forget that dance off though. It was the most hilarious thing I'd ever seen before," He laughed, more to himself than anyone in the room.
"So basically I dumped my girlfriend, told Draco he had sexy hair, hugged Blaise Zabini and had a dance off…I am going to bloody kill Fred and George!" I muttered, pulling a t-shirt over my head.
"Oh, you also went missing for a while after midnight, God knows what you did then…" Neville added thoughtfully. I let out a groan, staring at the ceiling. Never again would I drink anything within a one mile radius of Fred and George Weasley.
Severus
I glanced up as the Great Hall's doors opened to reveal a bunch of Gryffindors late for breakfast.
"Oh look Minerva, your sixth years have finally decided to show…up…" I began to smirk to the professor beside me, before catching sight of the student trailing behind the rest of the group. Even from the side of the hall it was impossible not to spot him. His raven hair was at its messiest, his clothes creased and worn. It was clear the boy was hungover.
"Yes, I can see that Severus. Oh look, here come a few of your sixth years…" She replied, causing me to turn my gaze from Potter to Blaise Zabini, Pansy Parkinson and Theodore Nott. Draco had thankfully thought to come in on time and was sitting in his seat waiting for them.
After excusing myself from the teachers table, I began to make my way over to the Slytherins, all of whom were looking particularly hungover. As I looked around, I soon realized that it wasn't just my house looking tired and ill.
As I passed the Gryffindor table, my eyes met two green orbs that were watching me closely, causing me to freeze where I was and for Potter to flush crimson red. Why was he blush…ing…fuck.
I'd almost forgotten what had happened last night after much determination not to think about it, but now the memory of it was flooding my mind.
But Potter had been completely drunk had he not? How in Merlin's name could he remember what had happened?
"Professor Snape? Could I speak to you about the Potions essay on…sir?" I tore my gaze away from the blushing fifth year and turned to the student speaking to me.
"Mr. Winters, I hope this isn't another request for an extension," I muttered to the fearful looking boy standing nervously in front of me.
"Well I…I-I was hoping…Just…one more day? Maybe…no?" His voice gradually became a whisper as he spoke and, seeing the unrelenting look on my face, he eventually turned around and walked back to his table.
After one last glance at Harry, I continued down the hall, seeing that the boy was no longer looking at me. Not that I cared in the least. The Potter brat could stare pathetically into his plate all bloody day if he wished.
"The three of you better have excellent excuses for being late," I barked, finally reaching the end of the table of Slytherins.
"Someone spiked the drinks…" Theodore groaned into his plate, too hungover to care about finishing his sentence with 'sir'.
"Yet the rest of the students make it on time," I pointed out to the boy.
"The Gryffindorks didn't," Pansy muttered under her breath, reaching slowly for her goblet of pumpkin juice.
"Detention; the three of you. My office, seven pm sharp, bring your Potions textbooks with you," I told them, about to walk back to the teachers table.
"I think Potter hugged me last night…"
Harry
I kept my head firmly down as Professor Snape walked past, not even glancing in my direction. Well, that was it then. He knows. He knows what I was thinking last night and now he thinks I'm a total freak whose in love with him. He must have read my mind or something. Stupid bastard.
But what am I going to do? This is just humiliating! Snape, of all the teachers, it had to be lanky Snape.
I watched as he sat in his seat and looked around the hall, not looking in the direction of the Gryffindors.
Stupid git, it was an honest mistake! And now he wasn't even looking at me? Well fine! I won't look at him then!
Not tat I'd ever want to. Seeing as he's a tall greasy snake who hates everyone not as depressing and boring as him. Well he can just go drown himself in his stupid cauldron.
He did look quite good last-
Fuck up Harry!
Glancing up, I caught sight of Blaise Zabini watching me with a confused look.
Oh…fuck.
R/R please :D Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoyed it x0x0x0x