Harry Potter (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} auror__potter) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
"Ron is the best mate anyone could have. The king of best mates. And he doesn't look like a ferret." Harry was outraged on his friend's behalf, but also too tired to do more than glare at Goyle. And he thought the glare lost power, mostly because he wasn't glaring so much at Goyle as at his sternum. And it wasn't so much glaring, as it was closing his eyes for a quick rest. The alcohol was really catching up to him now, and he wanted nothing more than to find a cozy place to sleep it off. Goyle's chest was doing quite nicely right now, even if they were still standing.
Harry considered that, and then sighed. "I have a House Elf. He doesn't hate me as much as he used to, but I'm still not sure what to do with a House Elf. He spends a lot of time at Hogwarts, actually. He's made a lot of friends!" Thinking about Kreacher made him smile. "It's nice." This had nothing at all to do with Goyle's private illegal shenanigans, but Harry really was too tired to think up how to trick Goyle into confessing. And if Goyle confessed anything, Harry would have to arrest him, and then he'd lose his nice resting place. Really, it was too much work.
"You are! You're boring, and kind of nice even if you're still an asshole, and you're really good to lean against. All big and solid. And sometimes you get this cute little confused look, and it's not fair." A deep, more sober part of Harry told him to shut up, but it was so faint that the warning bells didn't get through the alcohol soaking his brain. "Orgies are fun. Well, they seem like they could be fun. If they're the fun, consenting sort of orgy, and not the dark magic ritual sort of orgy. But you don't have either sort, and I thought Slytherins were more interesting than drinks in the garden."