Okay I couldn't resist giving you the next chapter. I hope you enjoy this one!

"we could leave, but I have a better Idea." He sat himself on Marcys left. His hand shot up into the air signaling a young girl with a tray of empty glasses to walk over.

"What can I get for you?" the girl was young and hand strawberry blonde hair. She was quite endearing.

"about twelve Fire Whiskeys for starters" everyone gasped at his request

"I am truly sorry, but I don't think I can get those for you kids." Brutus stood up very closely to her. He brought her head up so they could make eye contact. Even Tom was disgusted by him.

"Come now. I am Brutus Malfoy. And you are?"

"A Malfoy? Oh my, I am Amy Edgecombe" she said blushing and holding out her hand. Brutus smiled and his hand moved to her hip.

"That's a wonderful name. your hair is most beautiful by the way." She giggled.

"Now, are you positive you can't get those drinks?" he said boyishly. She sighed and smiled.

"I'll see what I can do." And she walked off.

"You- you can get drinks so easily? That's amazing!" Walburga Black said in disbelief. They all were amazed with Brutus' talents at getting what he wanted. They all talked to him and made great conversation. But Tom looked displeased. When the drinks arrived they kept coming. They never stopped actually. Everyone guzzled them down and soon became rather tipsy. Even Tom was enjoying the drinks .Marcy however sat there with no emotions. No sound escaped her mouth. Her arms were folded and she didn't move a muscle. Brutus noticed this.

"Drink Marcy! Have some fun!" he shouted putting his arm around her.

"No Brutus." She huffed. He shoved a drink into her hands.

"Drink right now." He said harshly, gritting his teeth together. She sipped the red beverage. It burned her throat but it numbed her feelings. She kept drinking it. Her mind fazing. One after another she downed the hot beverages. Soon she became somewhat happy. She smiled. She talked. She laughed with Toms friends. It was almost fun for her. But she was losing control. Doing things she normally would never have done. Unspeakable things. Kissing the boys who asked. Sitting on their laps and shoving her tongue roughly into Orion Blacks mouth. Tom kept a close watch on her. his eyes never wandered off. She wandered to a table with Gryffindors and a couple of Hufflepuffs. She sat on Waldo Diggorys lap and kissed him endlessly, making the other girls jealous. Anything they asked she did. Tom Soon came over and pulled her over to the table.

"Tom!" she said throwing her arms around his neck smiling broadly.

"Marcy come on. We're going back to the table." He said with aggravation.

"But I- I made new friends!" she said giggling and smiling at Waldo.

"Marcy come on." He said getting inpatient.

"no" she said childishly folding her arms. He pulled her back over to the table. And sat her down. She walked off and went to snog with Michael Flint. Michael Flint was one of the boys Marcy had a romantic streak for over the years. He was tall and had dark hair. He was captain of the Slytherin quidditch team. She didn't have the nerve to talk to him before, but in the state she was in, she pranced over and sat directly on his lap blocking his view of the girl he was talking to, Milly Zambini. A new side of Marcy was awakening. A side that only Fire Whiskey could bring out of her. When Marcy got bored with Flint and was looking for someone new Brutus blocked her path. She pushed him away and grabbed another Fire Whiskey.

"Marcy lets get out of here. Lets go back to Hogwarts and have some real fun." He grinned. Brutus thought for a moment because of how drunk she was, he would easily be able to take advantage of her. he wasn't aware of what he was getting himself into.