"Isn't the point of a surprise party to be there before the guest of honor?" Scorpius asked, adjusting ninja costume so it covered his pale face and white-blonde hair. Aside from his sharp grey eyes, he was unrecognizable.
"Yes. If you're a preppy Gryffindor who cares who the guest of honor is. I'm always the guest of honor!" Albus had already starting drinking, making him a bit bolder. Scorpius knew it would take a lot more alcohol to really see the symptoms, but he definitely was getting ready to party. He was dressed as the scientist from Rocky Horror Picture Show. Scorpius couldn't remember the name, he'd barely payed attention to the muggle movie when Albus forced him to see it, but he knew Albus would get some attention.
As they walked through the halls, Albus began talking to Scorpius with almost feverish importance.
"Have you seen the slimy shirysfirts? They're the funniest little animals. They live deep in the darkest woods under rocks. About the size of a cat. They can smell a dreamer. If you've had a dream in last week they'll know as soon as you're within half a mile of them. They smile with their green and purple teeth and clench to bite. And their venom… more magical than fairy dust. They bite, wink, and vanish. Fascinating creatures really. Hagrid must know about them. Ask him. They're so sweet and kind looking but after their bit there's no hope they spin you around and all you can see-"
"Al. Shut up. You're talking about nothing." Scorpius was growing concerned for his friend.
"Oh yes. Nothing. Only dreams." Albus fell silent.
"Come, you wanted to party, remember? I may not be ready, but you sure are…"
At this realization, Albus perked up and skipped towards the Gryffindor common room.