Chapter 20-Matt Flint and The Mad Stag Bash

Song Used: You're Gonna Go Far Kid By The Offspring

A/N: This chapter is going to be a Kiley special, as in just completely in Kiley's point of view! I hope you enjoy this trip into Kiley's mind as I'm sure you've been wondering about the skeletons in his closet. I dedicate this chapter to my friend Dan No-Name.

It's weird now, Norah not being here just having given birth. Cam looks happy but at the same time I can tell that he is sad, just like I can tell that Alli is sad. She is sad because the bastard that impregnated her is not taking responsibility, whoever he is. I have my suspicions but, now that Alli and I are okay I won't say anything.

I may not say a lot of things but I observe. I think. And Albus Potter is a strange bloke. He used to hang around Alli but, eversince the day of Professor Lupin's wedding, he's been avoiding her. Even Scorpius isn't hanging around him. I wonder what happened. I have too many problems of my own as it is. I just can't believe that Dad isn't speaking to Chris because he's a poof. Which means that mum isn't speaking to Dad. Which means that Jack, Ryan, and Ewan are avoiding the house. Which means that Jack and Ewan are suffering because they are both Healers that work under dad. Only Ryan doesn't have to suffer. Well, he has to put up with mum at the Ministry of Magic.

I don't see Alli out a lot these days as she is always spending her time in her dorm alone. She's been avoiding everyone except for Sean Crimson. It's kind of annoying actually. Also, I've been thinking about breaking up with May. She's just so clingy and annoying. Sure she was hot but, in a superficial way. So, here I am, sitting in the common room. Waiting for Cam to get ready, to go to Matt Flint's Stag Party. I don't even know why we got invited. We're only in fifth year.

But, as luck would have it, we did get invited. Everyone was still being nice to Cam and happy for him and still congratulate him in the halls. "Come on Kile, time to celebrate! Life and love are all around! Let's go!" Cam said, smiling brightly. I rolled my eyes and stood up, as he pranced around all happily.

"I'm coming" I muttered, following him out of the common room. I've decided to let my hair grow back. I do miss it. But, I'm far from who I used to be. There is definitely no going back. As we wandered down the corridors, to the Room of Requirement I thought to myself. Maybe I could be the father of Alli's baby. Sure I didn't sleep with her but, I would like to be there for her. Maybe it would prove to her how much I want to be with her. "Why are we going to this anyway? Matt Flint is a seventh year" I asked, as we stood in front of the large door.

"Because Matt invited us. He's a nice bloke and you know the other blokes are going to be there. Now stop sulking Kiley" Cam said, as Matt let us in. "Congrats on your engagement Matt" Cam said, shaking his hand.

"Thanks and Congrats on your baby! Hey Kiley, come on in" Matt said, as we entered the large party room. It was exactly like a small nightclub and every guy was just drinking and hanging out.

"Yeah, Norah will be back in a month" Cam said, as he made his way to the refreshments. By which I mean, the Fire Whiskey. He was definitely celebrating tonight. I decided to go find a corner to sit down and brood. Contemplate my life. There was nobody here that I can even talk to.

---One Hour Later---

I can only wonder what Alli is up to right now. I can't believe Cam talked me into going to Matt Flint's Stag party. Oh dear..it looks as though Cam has gotten into the Fire Whiskey. He seems to be doing the Chicken Dance, oh bollocks. "Looks like your friend is celebrating very hard" said a feminine voice. I looked up to see Tyler Jennings, a boy in my year and Hufflepuff house. He happened to be the most flamboyant poof at Hogwarts.

"Yeah well he is a father now" I said, turning away. I really didn't feel like talking to the gossip queen so I hoped he'd just go back to his boyfriend and leave me alone.

"You should be celebrating and yet, here you sit. Brooding and moody. Care to share your thoughts hun?" he asked, taking the seat next to me. Oh great, now I have to talk to him. I turned to him and frowned. He really was overly feminine. His blonde hair was brushed to perfection and his tight fitting clothes were girly and his manicured nails changed to the colors of the rainbow. So did those weird metal things on his teeth.

"Well, this isn't exactly my idea of an evening out of the dorms. Besides, Cam's getting sloshed and I'm going to be the one dragging him to the dorms. I've got too much shite in my life as it is. So if you don't mind Tyler, I just want to be left alone" I said, turning away again.

"Come now Kiley. I know you think I'm a gossiper but sweetie, I keep things I am told in confidence to myself" Tyler said, making me frown.

"Fine, I like Alli, I suppose you could say that I love her. But, she's pregnant with someone else's kid and she doesn't know how I feel about her. I don't know how to tell her that I could be the baby's dad if she'd let me" I confessed, looking into his jade green eyes.

"Well, that is tough. I take it that you don't know who the father is either? Well Kiley as a fellow Huffie and fifth year I say go and tell her how you feel. Just take her someplace private and throw caution in the winds. Just tell her. That and dump your girlfriend. I don't think Alli would appreciate you telling her this while you're still dating someone she hates" Tyler said, standing up. He sure was fit for a poof.

"Eh, thanks Tyler. I will" I said, as he left to find his boyfriend Berger. I sat and watched Cam dance like a madman before I got up to grab a drink. I looked up and saw Chris dancing closely with Edward Zander, a fifth year also in Slytherin house. Oh my fucking god. My seventh year poof of a brother is dating a fifth year. I can't believe they're snogging. What if Merlin's arse is he thinking?

"Hey Kiley, having fun?" Matt asked, sitting down next to me.

"Yeah, it's great. Thanks for inviting us" I said, smiling awkwardly. I've only ever spoken to Matt a few times before. I'm guessing he invited me because he's mates with Chris.

"No problem but seriously, you don't look like you're having much fun. Unlike Cameron. Then again he also has a cause for celebration" Matt said, running a hand through his perfect shiny black hair. Why can't I look good?

"I'm just not in a celebratory mood" I said, taking a swig of Butterbeer.

"Why is that?" Matt asked, drinking his glass of Fire Whiskey.

"Well everyone I know is falling in love. I want to break up with my girlfriend, my brother Chris has been kicked out of the house for being a poof, I'm pretty sure my mum is on the verge of divorcing dad because of his stupidity, my older brothers won't even visit anymore, and I'm in love with my pregnant bestfriend" I said this all very fast.

"Wow mate, Chris didn't tell me any of that and you've got a lot on your mind. Well all I can tell you is to tell the truth to your friend. But, I'd dump your girlfriend before you go confessing love to your friend" Matt said, just like Tyler did.

"Uh yeah, don't tell Chris I told you that and um..and thinks for the advice" I said, deciding that Cam and I have both partied enough for the night. So, I went and dragged him off the dance floor as he sang some stupid song drunkenly and dragged him all the way into the dorms. We were lucky to get in there without being seen and I just dumped him on his bed where he passed out, snoring loudly.

I rolled my eyes and changed for bed thinking about what Tyler and Matt had both said. I should dump May, I want to dump her. And I should tell Alli how I feel about her, how I've always felt about her. Yea, that's it. I'll tell her tomorrow after I break up with May. So, satisfied with my resolutions, I turned over and smiled. Listening to Cam's snores, I drifted slowly to sleep.

A/N: Lame ending I know but, I just had no more brain power. Just a few more chappies until Allison and Allisha give birth! Hint: Allison gives birth a chappie before Alli does. So, you still have a chance at guessing the babies genders.