A/N-The next one, and don't forget the reviews.

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Saturday came. The empty room in the dungeon was all set. It was the perfect shade of darkness. It looked rugged and destroyed, but it was perfect. We didn't want anything to look sheek, so that the dressed-up people would all stand out with a dreary background behind them.

I had three containers as huge as a bathtub at the side. One was filled with Firewhiskey, one was filled with beer and the last was just filled with vodka and orange juice. What? I didn't want to be stressed with being the bartender the whle night.

Besides, there were like, ten spoons for a punchbowl set in each bathtub-like container. I have no idea how Potter and Black got the booming music beating throughout the whole room without a radio in sight. It seemed like the music was seeping through the walls.

Lupin cast the spell onto te doorway perfectly. I pushed one of the fourteen year-olds into coming one, but he slammed into the air like there was glass at the door. I went in effortlessly and pulled the fourth year, but his face was flat on the invisible glass.

I paid him ten sickles and shooed him away.

"All right gentlemen," I said at the four of them when everything was set. It was six. "I will leave you here to get ready, and I will be back in let's say...three hours. Because I will be taking a nap."

I did take a nap. I woke up at eight thirty. Didn't I tell you that I wasn't the type of girl who cared what I looked like? I combed my hair for a few times and then slipped into the tuxedo that I was wearing. It was actually a shirt with a low neckline and black slacks and a tight fitting blazer. That blazer only had two buttons at the bottom and I wore flip-flops. It looked weird.

But it looked like a tuxedo for women, I even had a bowtie wrapped around my neck. The only thing was, the chest looked so bare between that bowtie and the the top of the blouse. That blouse really didn't cover my chest much.

Cissy looked pretty in a white dress. It was...for lack of a better word: TINY. It hugged her everywhere and hardly covered her rear end. The neckline was like the letter I. It plunged until her waist. She wore a black necklace that reached to her cleavage, emphasizing it. I laughed when I saw her shoes. Was she really expecting to party in six-inch kitten heels?

"Let's go!" Cissy said energetically, dragging me out of the Common Room. There was a pool of people outside the door of the empty room. Some of them were smoking cigarettes. This made me worry.

"If you're going to smoke, do it inside where you can't be caught," I informed them, as we passed by, heading in.

Did I forget to mention that people over twenty wouldn't be able to come in either? Only the people of fifteen to twenty could get in and see from the outside what was going on inside the door. And Lupin even cast the room to be soundproof from the outside. I know, he was brilliant.

Since Cissy took a long time preparing ( I was done after fifteen minutes of waking up), we got here at ten. Scantily clad bodies were grinding into each other everywhere we looked. I was definitely overdressed, and I smirked.

Drunk people were raving around noisily or crying sleepily in a corner. I took a punchbowl spoon from the dwindling tub of vodka. I poured one spoon into a clean cup. I took a careful sip and looked around the people. Why was it that people wanted so much to get trashed any time they could manage it?

I only went to parties and hosted them because I enjoyed watching people and observing them. Plus, it was a good laugh seeing them telling their life stories when they were drunk.

"Kates!" Of course there was only one person who called me by that.

I turned around, a smile already plastered on my face. "Still not blissed in drunkenness, I see."

Black had a cigarette in his hand, exhaling a cloud of smoke from his mouth.

"I hate it when you smoke," I said, upset. "Won't you quit for me?"

"I thought you would be here by nine," he pouted, trying to hide his teeth in the smile that came next. He ignored my comment. "You're an hour and five minutes late!"

"The law is never late, everyone else just started early. The law is never early, everyone else is just late. I am that law."

"Yeah yeah, I heard that countless times from you before." he laughed over the din. "Shall we get to where the others are?"

"Let me just get-" I turned back to grab Cissys' hand, but I found her already dancing closely to some seventh year from our House. "Nevermind."

"Good."

He took my arm and lead the way to where the others were. As we passed, I saw many familiar faces...faces that had already graduated in te former years. I got stopped constantly and kissed on the cheek. I knew many people that were years older. I guess word about this party had spread through my brother.

Everytime, Black would always stop politely and introduce himself, even if he was definite that they wouldn't remember his name the moment he uttered it. As I gave my hello's and goodbye's to Emily Grange, we set off again.

When we got to where Black was leading me, I found my brother and Aaron with the three other Marauders. Lily Evans, Marlene McKinnon and Mary Macdonald were with this group. Lupin looked blissfully drunk. He was furiously sucking Marlene's face. The only distinction how you knew it was him and her was that his hair was brown and hers was blonde.

"Tommie!" I squealed, running over and hugging my brother. "Thanks for the tubs of drinks. I owe you."

"I brought you something to make you owe me more," and he inclined his head toward Aaron, who was smiling smugly at me.

"Nice to see you again," Aaron said, standing up and kissing my cheek.

"Eww, you're kissing my sister," Tommie said in fake disgust. "I'll see you around. I see a prospect for a dancing partner."

He disappeared in seconds. Ahh Tommie, you never change.

"I'm not disappointed," Black muttered at me. "So early and almost everyone is wasted."

"You think I am?" I laughed. I cloud of smoke from some smoker drifted toward our place. "But I think I'll have to rinse my hair five times to get the smell of smoke off my hair."

"Alex!" Lily sqeauled, noticing me in the dim light. "I love what you're wearing! It's so sexy!"

"This business suit?" I laughed in disbelief. "No, I don't think so."

"Could you take that suit off? You look like you're feeling hot." Lily scrutinized the beads of sweat that started forming at my forehead.

"Thanks for noticing," I slid my arms from the sleeves. My shoulders finally felt cooler. Now, I looked like a stripper.

"Wow," Lily muffled a laugh. "I didn't know that that was what you were hiding inside the blazer."

"It's a good thing I don't have boobs," I giggled. "Or they would pop out in this blouse."

"A refill?" Aaron asked uncomfortably, indicating my empty cup. How inconsiderate I was. He must have felt out of place in this big group.

"Yeah, I'll come with you."

I followed him toward the three tubs, looking at his fit back. He was so gorgeous. His hair was curly now.

"Sorry about that. I forget that you aren't from here anymore. when I saw you, it was like those two years of not seeing each other vanished."

"I take that as a compliment," he smiled, taking the cup from me and pouring Firewhiskey.

I was going to take it from him, but he drank the stuff straight, and then he stopped and looked back at me. "No way am I letting you have all the fun."

"Silly Aaron. You know I would never think of leaving you for fun!" I teased.

An hour later.

"I wanna see how your lips feel like!" I laughed loudly, as I looked up at Aarons' pretty eyes. I drunk only three cups of vodka and I was already wasted. I was bad at drinking. "They look so soft!"

"I've been thinking the same thing the whole night about yours," he chuckled softly, his eyes unsteady. He had his sixth cup of Firewhiskey. I pressed my lips to his in delight. Mmmm...they really were soft...and warm...and perfect...and had a tongue that was perfectly moist.

I got pulled away from him with a hard force. I gazed blearily at Blacks' semi-drunken face. He was furious but couldn't keep a straight face. He looked pretty too. His lips were pink too. I stood on my tippytoes and kissed him too. Mmm..his were as good as Aarons'.

Next thing I knew, the three of us were seated in a corner, the two of them trying to get my attention for me to kiss them. I took turns kissing them. Ahhh...this was my bliss I guess.

What a woe it was to be a confused, depressed and odd girl of sixteen.

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A/N-The party scene. Do we really need to stress this much? We all know that there's kissing...and more. We all know that there's drinking and grinding and throwing up. Why do I need to tell you what happened? Reviews please. xoxo's.