→ elizabeth + albus WHO; Elizabeth Pucey and Albus Potter WHERE; SCR WHEN; 7 September, a few hours past curfew. WHY; because Liz is drunk and Albus can't pass that up. RATING; tbd. STATUS; in progress, incomplete.
Elizabeth took at least a half an hour to get herself safely to the Slytherin Common Room. She had managed to sneak out quickly enough to acquire a very tasteful array of drinks, most of them alcoholic concoctions and they resulted in her current state. Which, obviously, was drunk. She finally managed to say the password correctly, after the portrait taunted her diction and annunciation for at least ten minutes. Stumbling inside, she sighed gently and plopped down, face first, on the sofa in the Common Room.
Her mind was currently whirling. She didn't make a habit to drink excessively and she was trying to think of what had caused her to do so. In the end, she drew up the conclusion that she was general displeased. People did not seem to know how to treat Elizabeth - and this was not just Isaac - and somehow she had drifted back in her mind to the times when she was younger. She remembered how upset her father used to be with her when she truly expressed how happy she was around home. She had been forced to change and although she liked her change, there was no stopping the curiousity she felt due to it. There was also no stopping her 'what if's as well. If she had never changed, perhaps she had never been hurt. People who were bubbly and annoying, like Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors, always seemed to be happier than she was.
But all of these thoughts were drunken wisps of thought and as quickly as she thought them, she knew they would be gone in the morning. She sighed and managed to turn her head to the side so she didn't suffocate herself in the couch, although the thought had crossed her mind.