A/N: Sorry, I know that it's been forever since I last wrote, but I finally feel ready to be committed to one story so I hope that you enjoy the long awaited next chapter!
Chapter 8: YOU!!!
I awoke the next morning with my head pounding, my stomach aching and my mouth was as dry as the Sahara desert; gotta love hangovers. I somehow dragged myself out of bed towards the bathroom where I found Christina passed out beside the toilet.
"Wake up slut!" I yelled at her, causing her to abruptly shoot up and bang her head on the toilet.
"OW! What the fuck Sasha?" She grumbled, rubbing her forehead.
"I gotta take a piss. Get out." I said, pulling down my pants, not really caring that she was still in the room. Christina somewhat hugged the doorway while I did my business.
"What happened last night? And who's shirt am I wearing?" Christina asked, a look of confusion on her face.
"Hmm lets see, Padma and Terry are officially dating, Evan probably raped half the girls at the party and I found you in bed with Blaise Zambini."
"I did WHAT?"
"Yup."
"Did we shag?"
"I'm not too sure."
"Oh fuck. What time is it anyways?"
"Ten"
"Shit we should get down there for breakfast huh?"
"Good idea."
The rest of the dormitory was empty. I threw on some light grey Juicy Couture sweats, my tan Uggs and a mint green American Apparel hoodie. I threw my hair up in a messy ponytail, Christina wearing a similar get up. The great hall was an abundance of overtired, hung over students slowly eating breakfast, not too many conversations were taking place. Less then a minute after taking my seat at the table, I had a visitor.
"And what exactly were you up to last night?" Hermione demanded, looking way too bright eyed for a Sunday morning.
"What's it to you?" I answered, taking a bite of toast.
"Please don't tell me that you were at that wild party in the Slytherin dungeons!"
"And what if I was?"
"Then as Head Girl it is my responsibility to report that to the head master."
"Do whatever you want Hermione but quick question?"
"Yes?" She asked, looking almost excited.
"Do you report me before or after you suck his dick?"
Hermione huffed and stormed away, while Christina and I were in hysterics, laughing.
"Oh wow, you sure know how to piss people off Sash!" Christina chortled
"Hey, it's what I do! Why are you still wearing that?" I asked, pointing at the black lacy cami.
"I dunno, too lazy to change into something else."
"YOU!" A shrill voice shrieked behind us, I turned around to see a very angry Pansy Parkinson, pointing a finger. All I could think was, oh fuck I am fucking dead! "WHY THE HELL ARE YOU WEARING MY SHIRT?" She shouted, I realized then that she was talking to Christina.
"I didn't know who's shirt this was, I just woke up wearing it." Christina replied calmly.
"That just proves it then!"
"Proves what?" Christina asked, I looked around to see a crowd was starting form.
"That you were the one who shagged Draco last night!" Pansy cried out, a couple of gasps emerged from the crowd.
"Oh please Pansy, that is so fourth year, why don't you use all your money to buy yourself a clue." I chimed in.
"You stay out of this mudblood!"
"Mudblood? Oh that's it!" I yelled out jumping at Pansy.