Marietta Edgecombe (marietta_louise) wrote in magic_days, @ 2007-09-01 12:07:00 |
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Party!
LJ-SEC: (ORIGINALLY POSTED BY _tracedx)
Who: Tracey Davis and OPEN
When: Saturday, December 1st, 1995
Where: Charms Room
Why: Tracey's Belated Controversial Birthday Party
Tracey walked into the Charms rooms she'd decorated early that morning under Professor Flitwick's secret permission, and stirred the punchbowl, adding in ice cubes shaped like potions and wands. Knowing that the party would be a complete bust because of sordid differences--or at least she honestly did--she took out a few flasks of what looked to be like love potions and emptied every one's contents into the vast punch bowl. Diluted, she knew it'd make everyone friendlier; even flirty. That's all she needed.
She smiled happily, feeling the only Slytherin thing to do happening at this very moment. Not a soul would know what Tracey'd done; besides, all she thought she was doing was increasing atmosphere. After all, what on earth is wrong with that?
She smoothed her party dress, Silencio'd the door, and turned on the Wizarding Wireless Network, bobbing along to the Weird Sisters and smirking still. People would be here any minute.
</a></b></a>v_isforvane 2007-09-01 09:43 (link) | |
It's the evening of the party! Woo! I could only persuade Loretta to come with me - my other friends seemed to think going to a Slytherin's party would be a total drag - but whatever! They don't know what they're missing out on. Loretta also looks a bit apprehensive, so I link arms with her and give her a nudge. "This is going to be SUCH fun!" I say enthusiastically. I'm pretty high on the fact that I was invited to a fifth year party! "Are you sure about this?" Loretta asks as we reach the Charms classroom. "It's a party," I reply. "What's not to like?" I push open the door and for a moment wonder if I've got the wrong room. Tracey is the only person here. I burst out laughing; I can't help myself. "Guess you're not as popular as you thought!" I say brightly, bouncing into the room. |
</a></b></a>_tracedx 2007-09-01 09:47 (link) | |
Tracey stared at her sideways, wondering how in the world somebody could be so cheery about something she'd just noticed to be horrible. So no one was here yet. It is early, right? She didn't expect to be popular..who could? She wasn't a Patil twin the last time she checked. "I didn't specify a time, Romilda, nobody's here, yet." Trying to help herself from smiling she poured the rather loud Gryffindor a glass of punch. "Drink?" (Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread) |
</a></b></a>v_isforvane 2007-09-01 09:55 (link) | |
It's hilarious precisely because it must be horrible for her! Oh, this is just brilliant. I take the drink from Tracey and take a huge gulp. It tingles as it goes down and I stop and sniff the punch. "What's in this?" I say curiously. "It smells almost like -" But no, it couldn't smell like that. Huh. It was only a very faint whiff anyway. I guess I was wrong. I take another sip and feel it warm the inside of my stomach. "Ooh," I say, beginning to giggle. "You've spiked it, haven't you? ... This punch has got alcohol in it!" (Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread) |
</a></b></a>_tracedx 2007-09-01 09:58 (link) | |
Tracey couldn't help but grin now. "Oh you've caught me Romilda, you wouldn't believe how hard it was to get that kind've stuff in here without getting caught." Romilda was going to be nice whether she liked it or not--especially now that she thinks she has the potential of almost being drunk. Tossing her some wizarding candy she sat there on top of the desk, waiting for more people to dupe into being nice. Perhaps Ginny Weasley could come and Tracey could pretty much make her drink her weight in punch, then she'll get her jolly. Perhaps this party wasn't going to be so bad after all. |
</a></b></a>nutmeggy 2007-09-01 11:49 (link) | |
Hooray for birthdays! I skip into the Charms room with the other Hufflepuffs coming, a brightly coloured party hat I made earlier set at a jaunty angle on my head, a thin strip of elastic under my chin. I love Blue Peter, especially the ones around Christmas (though I didn't stick holly to my party hat as advised). "HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!" I yell at the top of my voice, grinning apologetically to Susan beside me, and dig one of my many party poppers out of my pocket, firing it off over the heads of the only three people here. Ooh, this was going to be FUN! |
</a></b></a>_tracedx 2007-09-01 11:59 (link) | |
Jumping at the overly cheerful scream of Megan Jones Tracey turned her head and smiled. Even if Alicia Spinnet wouldn't be it as expected, Megan Jones might just be the life of the party Tracey was looking for. "Thanks, Megan." Again, Tracey poured her a cup of the spiked punch and held it out, smiling. For a split second she had the thought of Megan Jones being even more cheerful than she already is...perhaps she didn't need the punch? Ignoring the thought, Tracey offered the drink to her anyway. "Punch?" (Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread) |
</a></b></a>nutmeggy 2007-09-01 12:14 (link) | |
Still grinning, I take the cup from her, and knock back half of it; I love punch, especially at parties! Ooh, and this punch is amazing, all... warm and tingly. Mm-mmm. Gorgeous. Giggling, I pull out my present for Tracey, a batch of fudge and a pair of woolly mittens, and push it into her hands. "Happy birthday -- again!" I laugh, drinking some more punch and positively smacking my lips. De-li-cious! "Have I missed anything?" I ask, casting Romilda a slightly nervous look. As much as I love parties, I'm apprehensive of what Romilda will see as having fun; she could be quite... out going, after all (not to mention mean). (Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread) |
</a></b></a>_tracedx 2007-09-01 12:18 (link) | |
Have you missed anything? The words hit Tracey like bricks, nothing had happened: at all. She was still waiting for everyone to show up..what if they didn't show up? Maintaining her composure and smiling back at the daughter of much famed Gwenog Jones, she forgot the words immediately and took the present gratefully. "Thanks. You haven't missed much--did you make a party hat for me?" What a silly looking hat, she thought, but to keep it all going she asked about it anyway..hopefully an enormous streeler would just stroll in and cause some kind of mischief to save her. (Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread) |
</a></b></a>nutmeggy 2007-09-01 12:42 (link) | |
My face falls as Tracey asks if she has a hat too. I knew I'd forgotten something! I'd only made one hat, I didn't think anyone else would want one, but now I feel guilty. After all, what was a party without party hats? "Sorry, I didn't," I mumble, taking a hasty swig of my punch in the attempt to distract Tracey from my meanness, but instead I choke on it and start coughing loudly. I put the cup down and take a deep breath to stop myself from coughing, eyeing the punch in an annoyed fashion. But there's no use being upset over the punch or my lack of hats, I reason, and start grinning again, still filled with that warm feeling. It was a party after all! Let's start partying! (Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread) |
</a></b></a>_tracedx 2007-09-01 12:45 (link) | |
Feeling as if she'd asked the wrong question, Tracey gave her a slight smile and awkwardly reached out to pat her shoulder. Megan was a tad emotional and Tracey knew it so she decided to do nothing that would cause any kind of damage. "S'alright Megan. Just get me tickets to your mum's game and we'll call it even." For a moment, she was kidding, but the more she thought about it, she was serious. She wanted to see a Harpies game. (Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread) |
</a></b></a>stacey_marie 2007-09-01 13:18 (link) | |
I'm still a bit nervous about going to a fifth year Slytherin's belated birthday party, especially since Slytherins usually don't like Muggle-borns, but Tracey invited me, so I may as well be nice and show up for a while. My roommates hadn't wanted to come, and they'd told me it was a bad idea, but surely coming by at least for a little while wouldn't hurt! As I step in, I see Tracey talking to Megan Jones, and I know Megan is super nice so I immediately head over there. "Happy Birthday, Tracey!" I tell the sixteen-year-old, "And hello guys!" (Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread) |
</a></b></a>thelovelysusan 2007-09-01 13:25 (link) | |
"Hi, Stacey!" I greet the third year with relief, moving slightly away from Megan, who is embarrassing me with her antics. I'm not very impressed with Tracey either, to be honest. I can't believe she just asked for tickets to a professional game like that. Typical greedy Slytherin behaviour, really - Megan's already given Tracey her present! "So..." I say to Stacey, feeling a little bit awkward since there's still not many people here. "How're you doing?" (Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread) |
</a></b></a>stacey_marie 2007-09-01 13:30 (link) | |
I missed that part coming in, and I'm glad I did because I would probably think it's a little rude. But surely that's like a Slytherin to try to get anything they can. "I'm good!" I tell Susan, "What about you? I'm soooo glad it's the weekend, though. Why does it seem like the closer we get to holidays, the more coursework they give us?" (Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread) |
</a></b></a>thelovelysusan 2007-09-01 13:36 (link) | |
You're telling me. I'm not even sure why I let my friends convince me to come along tonight. "I know!" I reply. "It's like they're expecting us to do even more work at home than we do here. I think the professors have forgotten what it's like to actually have a life." (Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread) |
</a></b></a>stacey_marie 2007-09-01 13:46 (link) | |
"Well, I don't think I want to become a Professor if it means I forget how to relax and have fun," I say, giggling. I can't help but wonder where everyone is. There's not many of us here yet and I'm wishing I'd managed to convince Alice to come along, because if this is going to be your first birthday party, Slytherin or not, you deserve a good one. I wonder if we're going to play any games! (Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread) |
</a></b></a>v_isforvane 2007-09-01 13:56 (link) | |
"Hiiiii," I squeal, rushing over to Stacey and thrusting a cup of punch at her. A little bit spills over the rim but I don't think it went on her clothes. "Do you seriously want to be a professor when you're older?" I ask, wide-eyed. "Booooring!" I'm SO hyper right now, probably thanks to all the sugary sweets I've been eating. And of course there's secret a-l-c-o-h-o-l (shh! don't tell anyone!) in this punch which is totally making me feel GREAT!!! I frown at the cup of punch I'm offering Stacey. She's so... innocent. I really shouldn't be doing this, but then it'll totally make her lighten up. It's only one cup, after all! I grin, pleased with my reasoning. (Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread) |
</a></b></a>stacey_marie 2007-09-01 14:01 (link) | |
"No, no I said I don't want to be a Professor and...Romilda, are you okay?" Romilda's acting like she's had about ten chocolate frogs, twenty-four sugar quills and a handful of ice mice, but then, looking at the sweets on the table, she very well might've. She's rather exuberant in handing me punch, though! The punch didn't get on my clothes, but it did slop onto my hand, so I take a polite sip before I excuse myself to head over to the table and get myself a napkin. Hm, it's not bad punch. Warm and tingly. (Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread) |
</a></b></a>v_isforvane 2007-09-01 14:05 (link) | |
"Well, good," I shout over at Stacey, "because you'd have to be completely mental to want to be a professor." She's probably gone to get sweets. Or more of this punch, which has an indescribable flavour that just leaves me wanting more and more and more! Straaange. Oh well! I bounce up and down on the spot as I turn to Tracey and Megan and the others. "Hi hi hi," I say breathlessly. "When's the FUN going to start?" (Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread) |
</a></b></a>palindrome_puff 2007-09-01 16:53 (link) | |
Annnd now Stacey's left and we're stuck with hyperactive Vane. Great. I feel a little awkward at this party. I mean, I barely even know Tracey Davis! I almost didn't even come, but Megan insisted we had to, and I went along with her since I was in a good mood from my wonderful bath this morning. Right now, though, I'm kind of regretting the decision to come. "Hey Susan," I ask, casting around for ideas of things to do other than just standing here, "want to go get some punch?" I always like having something to drink in awkward situations. It keeps my hands busy so I don't pick at my nails or fiddle with my hem or something. (Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread) |
</a></b></a>thelovelysusan 2007-09-03 09:57 (link) | |
I feel much the same as Hannah does. Part of me wants to leave right now, but I can't abandon my friends. Besides, this party might get better... possibly. Well, maybe we can leave a bit early, even though Megan seems to be enjoying herself plenty. I'm relieved when Hannah suggests we go get a drink, since I'm the same about needing something in my hands. "I'm not that fond of punch, to be honest," I say as we walk over to one of the tables. "It's too sweet." But surely there must be butterbeer or pumpkin juice - or even water - on offer as well? I scan the tables but I can only see punch. Ugh. You've got to be kidding me. |