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It was late that Saturday afternoon that Bellamy walked into the Gryffindor common room, loudly announcing a party. Earning a collective cheer from the sixth and seventh years, anyone younger knowing they wouldn't be getting in.
Clarke smirked at Octavia, asking the girl if she knew about this. The brunette shrugged, "I promised Bellamy that I wouldn't say anything, you know how he likes a dramatic reveal". Starring proudly at her brother, "though i did invite Raven and a few other Ravenclaws, Monty i think, and Lexa of course".
Clarke felt her stomach lurch at the thought of Lexa being there, Lexa and alcohol didn't sound like a good combination. That didn't stop the excitement building up in the blonde, she hadn't spoken properly to Lexa since their time in the library and Clarke couldn't help but hope she could get the brunette alone tonight - to talk, only talk - yeah.
An hour later Clarke found herself walking along the cold passageway to Honey dukes with Octavia. The girl seemed excited about Lincoin joining them tonight, asking Clarke what she should wear, if she should go up to him straight away or wait untill she had a few drinks. All of which Clarke replied with 'He'll be interested no matter what O, he's into you". Though that didn't seem to be enough for the tiny girl, as she groaned about just asking Lexa to make her a love potion.
Clarke smiled at the mention of Lexa, remembering the day they had brewed the love Potions. Clarke remembering the smell, and the way Lexa had looked at her. Clarke was sure Lexa wanted her in that moment, the way Lexa had looked at Clarke's lips, Clarke had never seen such an intense look in Lexa's eyes. Clarke wondered if the brunette wanted to kiss her - and Clarke was sure she had wanted that.
Octavia must of continued talking after Clarke heard Lexa's name because the brunette was looking at Clarke as if waiting for an answer. "Clarke!" she yelled, "i said whats got you smiling so much?, you look crazy" the brunette teased.
"Nothing" Clarke exclaimed, but her answer way to quick and Octavia saw right through it. "Someone special coming tonight?" she asked. "Someone I need have a conversation with about how to treat my best friend! What's his name, or hers? You better not be interested in Bellamy or something, ew"
Clarke laughed at that, stating that she was definitely not interested in Bellamy. Octavia seemed to let it go at that, but kept giving the blonde strange looks all the way to the Honey Dukes cellar.
After picking out an assortment of sweets and snacks for the party, Clarke grabbing a few extra sugar mice. They left some coins on the counter before heading over to the three broom sticks. Clarke's family was well known in the wizarding world, so much so that when they reached the pub, the owner - Madam Rosmerta hurried the girls out of the cold and brought them a large crate of Butterbeer and three large bottles of fire whiskey, telling the girls to 'be safe' and ignoring Clarke's offered payment, hurrying off to help a customer.
Making their way back to the castle, Clarke used a levitation spell to get the large boxes back. Octavia and her had made sure to plan the right around dinner time, as most of the teachers would be in the great hall as the girls made their way up the castle, carefully watching for Flitch and peeves. Reaching the 7th floor Octavia made her way to the empty wall and started pacing back a forth saying "I need a play to party with Bellamy, I need a play to party with Bellamy, I need a play to party with Bellamy".
After the third chant, the wall in front of them opened up a door with a sign reading - 'Welcome to one of the infamous Parties of Bellamy Blake, please remember to keep he location a secret, no students under the age of sixteen. We are celebrating surviving almost a month into our respective O.W.L' s and N.E.W.T classes. Please come in and have the time of your life'. Clarke smiled at the familiar sign and turned the golden handle, walking into the room. When Clarke said room, what she meant was a small castle - a large stone entrance with a high ceiling was filled with tables and chairs stacked to the roof in food and drink.
Over the other side was a large dance floor, shadowed by two large horn shaped speakers -all connected to a large golden music box. Clarke dropped the butter beer into a large cauldron of smoking ice and walked over to Bellamy and Jasper who were standing by the large spiral staircase covered in flashing lights. "Hey boys" she said, getting their attention, seeing that they were setting up some sort of firework display. "Clarke hey" Jasper exclaimed, clearly already starting the party with a large glass goblet of something that smelled as if it could knock a troll over.
"Didnt you have any trouble in Hogsmead?" Bellamy asked, finally finished with the fireworks and walking with Clarke back to Octavia. "No, Rosmerta was busy, but as always had the drinks ready for us".
"God bless that women" Octavia added on as they reached her, Bellamy agreeing with his sister, adding "amen".
After Jasper let out the last of the fireflies, which proceeded to float above them like stars. Octavia had made herself and Clarke a drink, handing it to Clarke with a thanks.
Around 9, the room slowly started to fill as students arrived, mostly Gryffindors, but several Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students arrived in a large group, heading straight to the dance floor after greeting Bellamy.
Clarke felt a slight buzz from the drink in her hand, noting Octavia had mixed butter beer with something stronger - it was a nice taste, but Clarke knew better then to finish a few of these before ten, or she wouldn't make it back to the common room.
Octavia was now in front of Clarke, sipping lazily at her goblet, clearly a little more intoxicated then Clarke at this point. Sensing that the girl was nervous about the arrival of Lincoin, Clarke took the girls hand and made their way to a table covered in food - which Bellamy had picked up from the Kitchen's earlier. Giving Octavia a pasty and poring the girl some pumpkin juice she reminded the girl to pace herself.
But just as Clarke took another sip, she watched as Raven, Monty and Lexa walked though the door. Seeing Lexa at that point pretty much took every ounce of 'sober' out of the blonde. Lexa was wearing a white sleeveless button up top and tight black jeans, it wasn't anything special, but Clarke thought Lexa could pull off just about anything. Lexa's hair was flowing around her shoulders, not unlike most days, with a few small braids. Clarke could see she was wearing a little bit more makeup then usual, with dark eyeliner that suited the girl well.
Octavia followed the girls gaze and run towards Raven, hugging the girl, exclaiming 'You came!'.
Octavia also gave Monty and, to Clarke's annoyance, Lexa too.
Clarke felt her stomach turn as she walked towards the group, not taking her eyes off Lexa, who had just spotted Clarke, and clearly not hiding the way she looked the blonde up and down. Stopping at the cleavage shown by the dress Clarke was wearing. Again at the girls lips before smiling as the girl reached the group.
Raven spoke first, breaking the two girls from their leering. "Hey Clarke" she said, clearly not missing the two girls behaviour.
Monty smiled at Clarke, saying something about finding Jasper and his moonshine. Lexa still hadn't said anything and Clarke was sure she saw Raven nudge the girl before she spoke. "Hey", finally looking up from Clarke's lips, smiling at the blonde in front of her. Clarke heard Raven mutter something under her breath, but Octavia was now ushering the three over to a table shouting 'shots' .
It was almost twelve and Clarke had been pulled to the dance floor by a drunken Raven, insisting that she had to be there. Clarke saw Octavia dancing closely with Lincoin - and a very intoxicated Bellamy grinding shamelessly on a blonde Hufflepuff girl.
Raven pulled Clarke into the middle of the dance floor, letting go of the blondes hand she pushed Clarke towards a brunette, who happened to be Lexa, of course it was Lexa. Raven seemed to disappear into the crowd, taking the hand of a taller boy before winking at Clarke.
Clarke turned to Lexa who was a bit sweaty and pink in the face, clearly from dancing. She also seemed to be quite drunk, if the way she grabbed Clarke's hips was anything to go by. Realising that drunk Lexa was very handsy and Clarke held in a moan as Lexa pulled her in closer. Clarke looked around, noticing that no one was really paying attention, and everyone was either busy with someone else, or extremely drunk.
Clarke was much more confident now as she raised her hands to tangling in the brunettes hair, marvelling at the soft curls. She finally looked up at Lexa, her eye's were dark shade of green, her lips pinker then usual and only a faint outline of the scar on her jaw was visible.
The music was loud, thumping and vibrating the large room. It was mostly dark except for when the lights flashed to the sounds, lighting up Lexa's face. Clarke was hot, she felt much to close to the brunette, yet she wanted to pull her in more. She could smell Lexa's distinct scent - overly intoxicating the blonde and driving her crazy.
Lexa's hands were slowly moving up and down the blondes back, curling and pulling at her waist every time she reached it. Everytime that happened, Clarke let out a shaky breath near the girls ear and pull closer. Lexa felt the girls nails digging lightly into the back of her neck.
Both girls seemed to be on the edge of whatever line they probably shouldn't cross in public - but the need for more contact seemed to overrule the little logic they had left.
With that, Lexa turned and pushed back into the smaller girl, grinding painfully slow for Clarke's liking. Lexa brought her hands up and back and into Clarke's hair, holding tightly as the blonde let her hands drop to the girls hips - gripping tightly encouraging the brunettes movements.
With Clarke's heels, the blonde was at the perfect height to see the girl infront of her, with her back pressed in Clarke, Lexa had her head back and Clarke could see down the girls front, at a particularly revealing angle.
Clarke couldn't help but turn her head down to the Ravenclaws exposed neck and bring her lips down to touch the girl slightly, then kissing up the girls neck. Clarke was sure the girl against her moaned at the added contact, and sucked harder on her neck, this time hearing it louder. This made Clarke's ego swell.
Clarke was just about to turn the brunette around and kiss her properly, when she was knocked by someone. The two girls broke apart as a drunk group of Gyffindors pasted through the dance floor, effectively waking Clarke up from the Lexa induced haze she was in.
Looking at Lexa, Clarke saw the girl shooting a glare towards the boys. Realising she probably needed some water, Clarke took the brunettes hand and leaded her out of the dance floor and towards a large fountain. Filling up a cup, first offering it to Lexa, before filling another for herself. They drank in silence, shyly looking at one another - Clarke smirked at the way Lexa was looking at her lips again and wished she could have the girl alone.