sassy_cissa (sassy_cissa) wrote in slythindor100, @ 2007-03-19 02:04:00 |
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Original poster: enchanted_jae
Title: The Professors and the Party
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Harry/Draco and several Seventh Year students
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Mild suggestion
Word count: 594
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This drabble/fic was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: Written as a belated birthday gift for lilliputian722, who gave me the prompt of party. The party prompt fit in nicely with the letter P prompt for Challenge #44.
Summary: The Seventh Years are enjoying their illicit party...until they get busted.
In the years since the War, the rivalry between Houses at Hogwarts had mellowed into friendly competition for House points. Inter-House parties thrown by Seventh Years were not unusual, although they had to be planned and held without the knowledge of their uptight Heads of House. On this particular Saturday night, Monique Delacour-Weasley of Gryffindor and Alexander Brockhurst of Slytherin had enlisted the aid of some of their fellow students to transform an unused classroom into a decent place to hold an impromptu party. They had decorations, snacks, and even some liberated firewhiskey.
Late in the evening, some of the party goers were already well on their way to getting pissed. They'd already played Spin the Bottle, and had now moved on to I Never.
"I never kissed a Veela," smirked Alexander, raising his glass in Monique's direction. Her eyes glittered at him over the rim of her glass as she took a drink. "Your turn, Herschel."
The Hufflepuff thought for a moment then grinned and said, "I never went into the Forbidden Forest." Several students took a drink. As Herschel looked about the loose circle to choose another student, a new voice was added to the mix.
"I never saw so many students get into so much trouble all at once."
"Professor Malfoy!" gasped Alexander.
At the same time, Monique cringed and squeaked, "Professor Potter!"
Professor Potter pinned her with a glare and announced, "Your parents will be very disappointed in you, Miss Delacour-Weasley."
Professor Malfoy's cold gaze raked them all, and two dozen students trembled with trepidation. "Get back to your dorms, all of you, and report to my classroom in the morning, where Professor Potter and I will hand out detentions. Dismissed!"
The students scrambled to obey, some of them falling into one another in their inebriated haste. The two professors watched them go, and silence reigned in the previously noisy classroom. That is, until Harry burst out laughing. "Oh, Draco," he gasped, removing his glasses to wipe tears of mirth from his eyes. "I haven't seen students that terrified of a professor since Snape was in his glory in our day!"
Draco turned to him with a smug grin. "I was properly horrid, was I?"
"You even had me scared," Harry told him. Looking about, he sighed and asked, "What shall we do about this room?"
"Oh, clean up detail will be number one on the list of detention duties," Draco replied acidly.
"We can't leave this alcohol here," Harry stated, picking up a half empty bottle of firewhiskey. "Whatever shall we do with this, Professor Malfoy?"
"It would be a shame to waste it," Draco opined. "Why not gather up the alcohol and take it to our quarters where we can have a private party, Professor Potter?"
"An excellent suggestion, Professor Malfoy," grinned Harry. They collected the various bottles and exited the room, holding hands and smiling at one another in anticipation of their private party.
So engrossed were they in one another, that the professors didn't notice the slender girl pressed into a shadowy alcove across the corridor. Monique had returned to collect a bracelet, which she had misplaced during the party. She had not expected to see Professors Potter and Malfoy leave the room with an armful each of alcohol, holding hands, and eyeing one another like randy school boys. She waited until the Slytherin and Gryffindor Heads of House disappeared around a corner, then Monique stuck her pert nose in the air and huffed, "Well, I never!"