(Harry Potter)
The Slytherin common room was all abuzz. A party in full swing. Loud music blared as drinks were spilled and mistakes where made. Everyone was up and dancing. Everyone except one.
(M/N) sat in the corner listening to everyone. This is what he hated. Loud noise wherever he went, and people making out where everyone can see. Indecent.
He got up and moved twords the drink table. Grabbing a (F/D) he turned only to have a body fall on him.
Now his reflexes were good enough to catch the body and keep himself standing.
He looked down into his arms to see a very intoxicated Draco Malfoy trying to hold himself up.
"H-hey (M-M/N) wats up," Draco giggled.
(M/N) just kept his expressionless look.
"Ya know," started Draco smiling, "You mister are hot."
A slight blush made its way onto (M/N)'s face as Draco continued to talk about suggestive things.
Maybe these parties wern't so bad.
A/N: I am so so so so so sorry. I'll try to do better. I'm really sorry it's so short. I'm so sorry.
