*previously at the yule ball*
emma- *whispering* what did you bring to spike the punch?
bella- *pulls a large bottle from her boobs* firewhisky
emma- *pulls a smaller bottle from her hair* girl great minds think alike
*they pour both bottles in the punch bowl and proceed to get everyone at the ball absolutely shitfaced, including the professors*
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*the next day, whilst everyone has a massive hangover*
mcgonnagall- miss bella, miss emma, this question might seem demanding, but i have to ask. did you two spike the punch with firewhisky last night?
emma- after all of these years you think you would have trust in us!
bella- i cant believe this!
*mcgonnagall gives the famous minerva glare*
emma- ok yea it was us. we did it.
bella- i don't even feel bad
emma and bella- *in sync* totally worth it
