foot party


And here we have the He brothers in their natural habitat: staring gloomily out a window.

Our Ranger shouldn't bet no more

Me and my party just got finished protecting a group of druids from 2 hill giants and another druid appears to ask for our help to help another group of druids and me and my friend like to roll a d20 and say make stupid bet like you have to kiss the next enemy if I roll a 20, well as our dm talk to the rest of our party I make a bet with him

Me(ooc): If I roll a 20 you have to shoot yourself in the foot

*Rolls 20*

Friend: *after the silent laughing fit me and him had* I shoot myself in the foot

Dm: What?

Friend:I shoot myself in the foot

Dm: ok?… you’re character shoots himself in the foot and the whole party including the druid asking for help sees this

Druid: On second thought I don’t need your help anymore *proceeds to leave*

Me and my friend just die as the rest our friends look to us confused

#268: You Meet At A Wedding


Again, sorry for the lack of preferences! After my weekend trip with my friends and spraining my foot plus partying until 6 A.M the last couple of days time has run out! But I’m back now and ready to posts tons of shit again! :-) x

Requested: Yes //  Find my Masterlist here


“Come on you two, you’ve been sitting here all night and everyone is supposed to dance. Stand up and take each other’s hands!” Your eyes widened in surprise when the glass of wine was taken away from your hand and you were pulled away from your chair. The blond haired boy who had been sitting square across from you at the table seemed pretty surprised too, unaware of your best friend’s intensions. Everyone else was standing up and dancing, the wedding dance had just been over but you weren’t really the one to join. “Let me get this really fast for you so you can skip the introduction, she’s Y/N, he’s Luke and since you’re both single I think this be the best way to get to know each other. Enjoy.” He was just as confused as you but still accepted your hand when she put yours in his. She was having a smug smirk on her face and disappeared quickly in her wedding dress towards her new husband to let you settle for a chat. “Hi.” You managed to say, you had no idea what else to say because it was pretty embarrassing. “Hello.” He warmly smiled and wrapped his arm around your waist. You had no idea what else to say but the dance seemed to explain everything. He seemed to enjoy himself with the warm smile remaining and he swung you around slowly, feeling the beat of the music. Definitely something different to enjoy in life.


“Her dress is so beautiful. I’m jealous.” You nodded your head in agreement by the words of your best friend and looked into the ball room from standing outside. She was being twirled around, the wedding dress was so insanely beautiful nobody could avoid the feeling. You were standing outside with your arms wrapped around your shaking form. It was colder than it seemed and because your friend needed a smoke you were dragged along. “You know, the next guy I find on Tinder I’m gonna marry. Just to try it out.” You rolled your eyes by her words and giggled quietly. Tinder might not have been one of the best options for new guys. “You look cold.” A sudden comment came from behind and you looked over your shoulder. “Oh no, it’s fine.” You shrugged with a smile, not wanting to be between. The dark hair and eyes were the first thing you noticed by the glance, he was having a cigarette between his fingers. He only smiled softly by your words and wrapped the blazer he had been wearing over your shoulders. “Won’t you need it later?” You asked when he was about to head back to his friends. He stopped in track to blow out the smoke and grinned. “Keep it until you’re warm,” He smiled and shook his head in disagreement. “That way I’ll know we’ll end up searching for each other later on the evening.”


“You know, I’m usually the one to eat those before everyone else.” You quickly looked up by being caught in mid-action, the pile of desserts on your plate growing bigger. You already had something in your mouth and you swallowed quickly with an embarrassed smile on your face. “I wasn’t supposed to take everything.” You knew he was half joking but you half defended yourself, “I just didn’t really like the main course my best friend picked out so I’m still a little bit hungry.” His green eyes adverted down to the plate amused, it wasn’t that he was trying to scold at you, you could sense the hint of teasing. “I understand,” He leaned over to grab one of the last ones on the silver plate, “I love cupcakes too.” You smiled softly by his words and still a bit embarrassed looked down at your feet. He was handsome, it wasn’t a shocker and the fact he was outgoing was a huge bonus. You weren’t sure if he was a friend of the groom or the bride but it didn’t really matter. “You’ve got a little something,” He nodded his head down to your mouth and grabbed a napkin to help you out. You couldn’t avoid the giggle escaping your lips when he removed the bit of pink frosting in the corner of your mouth and looked up at him. “I’m Michael.” He introduced, his hand still on your cheek. “I’m Y/N.” You smiled back, his seeming to by the highlight of your day.


“Oh no, what happened to you?” The confusion was written on the strangers face once he noticed you slumped down against the wall with a glass of champagne in your hand. Not the first one you had gotten tonight. “I think I slipped but I’m not sure. And I’ve got stains on my dress so I don’t think it ended well.” You looked down at yourself and noticed the darker stains on the otherwise pretty fabric. What a waste of both dress and good champagne. “That’s not good.” He grinned and leaned down to take a look in case you were injured. “Maybe we should go back? They will be serving the dessert pretty soon.” “No seriously not a good idea. I promised my best friend that I wouldn’t get drunk at her wedding and here I am.” He could tell the panic in your voice even if you were wasted and he ran a hand through his curly hair. “Let’s sober you up then.” He smiled and leaned down to hook his arm under your calves and the other under your arms to carry you up bridal style. “Pretty iconic, huh?” He grinned when he saw you into the mirror and you laughed quietly. “You’re my rescue…?” “Ashton.” He replied, “Friend of the groom.” He headed towards the bathroom to get you some water. “I’m Y/N.” You smiled back when he placed you on the bathroom counter, “Friend of the bride and drunk as fuck. Thanks for helping me out.”

Party Foul

A/N: This is the third scenario I’ve written. This scenario was better in my head~ but enjoy this late night garbage  💖

Lmao when I typed ‘third’ I accidentally typed ‘thirst’

Originally posted by taekookie-bts

Theme: Collage AU, (briefly) Fuckboy Jungkook.

It was your typical beginning of the year college party.  

My roommate scored an invite from an upperclassman, to which she invited me, and when I expressed my lack of interest in drinking and parties she told me I had to go because I was her designated babysitter for the evening.

“C’mon, someone has to make sure I don’t end up naked on a kitchen table,” she paused, “or end up fair game to every drunk, horny frat boy.” When I ignored her she dropped her arms at her sides with a huff, “Pleeaseee,” she pouted, “Can’t you just like, not drink?” I asked, getting up from my desk. “You know what happens at parties, Y/N. You make a promise not to drink and the next thing you know you wake up the next morning with a wicked hangover in someone else’s bed. Once you step foot into a party your self control goes out the window.” I sighed, “Fine, fine, I’ll go. I’ll make sure you don’t get hammered and that you come home.” She grinned, clasping her hands together. “You’re the best!” “I know.”

I started getting ready, “Are you going all out?” I asked, glancing over at my roomie who was frantically sorting through clothes. “Well duh, is there any other way to dress for a party?” she giggled, pulling out a skin tight maroon tube dress and a black shawl, “Does that mean I have to go all out?” I asked, watching her pick up a pair of black lacey heels. “Well yeah, you have to look hot too, it’s like a girl code.”  “I guess I missed out on reading the bitch bible.” I chuckled.  

I changed into a purple tank top that plunged into a deep v, tucking it into a leather mini skirt. I slipped on my leather jacket and started to put on my heeled boots, “Hey Vi, do you have lip gloss I can use? Preferably clear or lightly tinted.” “Yeah, here,” she came out of the bathroom, I looked up at her as I was zipping the side of my boot, “Wow Vi, you look-” “Hot? I know, and so do you, and kind of badass at the same time.” She winked at me as she handed me her lip gloss, “Thanks,” I grinned.


As soon as we arrived I regretted it, but seeing as we were already here it was too late to back out, plus I would have a guilty conscious if she did something embarrassing and I wasn’t here to stop it.  

We both walked into the crowded living area, arm in arm, she turned to grin at me, “I know you don’t want to be here but thank you for coming with me.” I sighed and rolled my eyes playfully, “Yeah yeah,” She swatted my arm, breaking away from me to go grab a drink. I looked around, seeing a few familiar faces from my classes or around campus, my gaze falling on a particular face, one that belonged to none other than Jeon Jungkook- college fuckboy. I watched as he was engaged in a conversation with a few other boys, shaking his dark fringe out of his eyes. He was breathtakingly gorgeous, I admit. He brought a bottle of beer up to his lips, taking a sip, I traced his jawline with my eyes as he tilted his head back, then I found myself staring at his adams apple as he swallowed.  

I released the breath I was holding, cringing at the fact I just gawked at him in spite of disliking him. I wandered off to the kitchen, hopefully to find a bottle of water or something else non-alcoholic. When I arrived in the kitchen I saw Vi standing in the corner talking to the guy who invited her, drink in hand- that’s right a drink, no alcohol- I took note that the drinks were being managed by someone. “Hey do you have anything without alcohol?” I asked, the drink tender flashed me a smile, “Designated driver?” I nodded, “Yeah something like that,” I smiled, looking over the array of alcohol displayed on the table. “We have bottled water, cherry pepsi, annnd, well yeah that’s the safe stuff.” he gave a soft laugh, “So what will it be, hun?” he asked, a rectangle grin spreading across his face. “Can I have cherry pepsi, please.” I gave him my best charming smile, to which he somehow smiled wider, “Of course, one cherry pepsi for the lady.” he handed me a can.  

“Hey Tae can you hand me another beer?” Someone asked, coming up from behind me, I moved to the side to get out of his way, “Sure thing, Jeon.” I looked up at him, seeing it was, in fact Jeon, the same person I had been embarrassingly gawking at upon my arrival. “Here you go, one beer.” The drink tender, Tae, said.  

“Staring isn’t polite,” Jeon said, winking and flashing me a smirk as he walked away. “You don’t stare you observe,” Vi said, coming up and draping an arm around me, “I don’t like what I’m observing so far.” I said throwing her a look, she gave me a smile and a squeeze, “Tae, was it? Hit me with a shot.” She said, “Please,” I elbowed her, “Please,” she mocked with a smile. Tae handed her a shot and she threw it back, and handed him the glass. She started to walk away, towards the living room, “Behave yourself,” I called out, she threw her hand up in a wave, acknowledging she heard me. “Ohh, you’re the designated babysitter,” Tae said, giving me a teasing smile. “Yeah, I always am,” I said, popping the tab on my soda, “Can’t you guys like, rock-paper-scissors it out?” he asked, wiping out the shot glass Vi just used. “Well I don’t drink so, there isn’t a point in arguing.” I said, taking a sip. “Ahh, I see~” he said, stacking the little glass with the others. “I’m going to go follow her around, I’ll probably be back for water soon,” I said, he gave me a half smile, raking his gaze down my figure, “Alrighty~ please do.”

I wandered back out to the living area, looking around for Vi, but I don’t see her. I groaned internally, walking further into the hoard of people.  

Great now I have to go on a goose hunt.  

I stop at the bottom of the stairs, looking up at the hallway of doors.

There’s no way she’s that drunk yet.  

“Looking for someone?” The voice I recognized as Jeon’s asked from behind me, I turned to face him. “Yeah…my friend disappeared.” I mumbled, walking back towards the crowd, “And who is that?” he asked, following close behind. “Tight red dress, long dark hair.” “Vi?” he asked, “She’s outback,” he said, “Oh, Thanks~” I said throwing him a small smile over my shoulder, pushing my way to the outside.  

I broke through the crowd, ending up on the back porch. “Wow it’s so much cooler out here,” I whispered to myself, taking off my jacket to allow the cool air to get to my back and arms. “woohoo! take! it! off!” Vi said, coming up to pull me over to a beer pong set up. “Alright so, you’re gonna throw the balls into the cups and this nice guy is gonna drink whatever you score.” she said, gesturing to some random guy who was eyeing her up with a creepy grin. “What.” I gave her a blank look, “why?” “Because you have good aim, so you’re gonna win for me,” she said, “Win? You can’t win at beer pong.” I said, glancing at the table of cups, noticing they’re arranged in triangles, the top point of the triangles connecting with the same cup. “You do when you go against someone.” She said, grinning at me, I groaned, “What if I lose?” I asked, hoping she didn’t bet herself. “Whatever the winner wants, and it goes for you too. But the catch is you do it blindfolded, from 5 feet away, and you can’t land in your own cups.” she explained quickly, “That’s kind of complicated.” “You’ll do great,” She said, grabbing both my shoulders.


She put the blindfold on, and positioned me, and one after one handed me the pingpong balls.

After what felt like forever, which was actually only 20 some minutes, she took off my blindfold, “Do you want the good news or bad news?” She asked, cringing when I gave her a pointed look. “Bad news,” I said, glaring at her. “You lost…by one ball.” “Okay, good news?” I asked with a sigh. “The person you lost against is totally hot, so take advantage of this situation and get your groove on.” I nodded, “Great. You bet me to be fair game with some horny frat guy, which I’m here to protect you from.” I scoffed, narrowing my eyes at her. “He isn’t creepy or weird! Plus it was his idea, so be mad at him,” she said, pointing to my competitor. I glanced over to see Jeon, with a smug look on his face. She lent in to whisper to me, “He’s really sexy and girls throw themselves at him all the time, but he specifically requested to play with you,” she pulled away, winking at me. “Was that your attempt at making me feel okay with this?” I asked, an amused grin tugged at the corner of my mouth, “You’re really fucking lucky I love you, Vi.” I shook my head.  

“Alright kid, let’s get this over with.” I said, giving him a grin as walked over to him. “What is it you want? 7 minutes in heaven? A dance? ” I asked, stopping in front of him. He tilted his head to the side and grinned, I couldn’t help but to feel like I was suddenly under a magnifying glass. I nervously scratched the inside of my palm. “How about we just see where the night goes,” he ducked his head to be level with me, “I know you don’t drink, but you suggested a dance, let’s start with that?” He asked, giving me an alluring look. “Okay, a dance works,” I answered. “Then, shall we?” he gestured towards the house, “Sure, I’m gonna grab a bottle of water first,” I said, starting off towards the house, giving Vi one last look.  

I stopped in front of Tae and his table of drinks, “Hey, love~” he greeted me with a smile, “Well aren’t you sweet on the ladies.” I smiled back, meeting his eyes, “What can I get you?” “What do I want or what did I come to get?” I joked, “How about both and we’ll meet in the middle.” he flashed me a grin, “Well I want four shots of vodka, but I’ll settle for water, they’re both clear, it’s a good compromise.” I gave a soft smile. “Is the party getting to be too much for you?” he asked, pulling a bottle of water out of a cooler under the table. “Yeah I got caught up in something I didn’t ask to be a part of,” I took the bottle from him, pressing it to the side of my face. “Well I am the ‘bar tender’, and bar tenders are basically therapists, want to tell me about it?” he asked, tilting his head to the side with a soft smile. “Well, my friend bet me in a game of beer pong and lost,” I said, running a hand through my hair, “And now I have to play some college version of seven minutes of heaven.” I chuckled, looking down at my feet.

“It’s Jeon, isn’t it?” He asked, a grin splaying across his lips. I looked at him, “I’m guessing this happens a lot,” I said, “He’s known for pulling stupid party tricks like this, usually he picks the willing ones, the ones that throw themselves at his feet.” Tae said, leaning against the counter. “Usually? Implying it’s different this time,” I questioned, also leaning on the counter.  

Tae took a step towards me and leaned in slightly, like he was about to tell me a secret.

“Well, you’re…different.” He said, “that meaning?” I asked, furrowing my eyebrows in question. “You aren’t just some party slut, you’re out of your element here and from what I’ve heard from Vi you don’t fall easy prey to ‘horny frat boys’ at ‘annoying back to campus parties’ and you don’t drink- and as a result of that you don’t think there’s a reason to come to parties because you don’t get anything out of it.” he smiled, scanning my face, I opened my mouth to ask how he knew that, “I have class with her, she was telling me all morning about how she was going to have to beg to get you here, and let’s be honest, she’s kind of an over sharer, so.” he gave me a reassuring pat on the arm. “So, how do I fit into his game then?” I asked, glancing over my shoulder towards the living room- where I’m supposed to be right now. “Because you’re hot and you aren’t interested in him so it’s his goal to change that,” Tae said, also glancing at the living room. “So it’s all a game,” he laughed, “I’m gonna let you in on a little secret,” He said, “He cheats at whatever party game he plays, the blind fold he used in the beer pong game, it’s thin enough to be see through if it’s pulled tight enough, it’s all rigged so he can’t lose,” he finished, grinning at my shocked expression. “I’m going to kick his ass,” I said, shaking my head as I laughed lightly.

I thought for a second about his ridiculousness, before I hatched a plan, “You know Tae,” I started, glancing over my shoulder again, “I’m going to play my own little game,” I said, smirking at him. “I don’t know what you’re thinking but I’m in.” I shared my plan with Tae, “I like the way you think,” He said, “Thanks, love,” I said, winking, before leaving to find Jeon.

I found him in the living room, talking to some other guys, I approached him with a smile, “Sorry I got caught up,” I said, giving a polite smile to his friend. “I was starting to think you bailed,” he said, snaking an arm around my waist and pulling me against him, “I’ll catch up to you later, I have a date to dazzle,” Jeon said, pulling me away from his friend to the middle of the dancing crowd.

We danced for an hour, we danced all sorts of dirty, bumping and grinding, roaming hands. I turned around to face him, running my hands up his chest, shoulders, the back of his neck and through his hair. His hands slid from my hips down to my butt; I gave a breathy chuckle, “Someone’s handsy,” I whispered in his ear, leaning in close enough for my lips to brush against his ear. “What’s dirty dancing without a little touching?” He whispered back, trailing kissed from my ear towards my mouth, I placed a finger between our lips before they could touch. He smirked at me, pulling me closer somehow, even though we were already pressed flush together, “Don’t be a tease,” He said, pulling my hand away and kissing the back of it. “What if I don’t want to kiss you?” I asked, tilting my head to the side with a smirk. “Well then that’s a party foul,” He said, smirking back. “No, you know what’s a party foul?” I asked, leaning up to nip at his bottom lip, he let out a shaky breath, gripping my hips tightly, “Cheating at beer pong cause you knew I’d reject you.” I chuckled, unwrapping my arms from him, and stepping away. He gawked at me for a solid minute, before he spoke, “How did you- wait, wait, wait, so wait. Does this mean that this whole hour of you dancing with me was just to get me all worked up so you leave me?” He asked, staring at me in disbelief, “How does it feel to get played for once, Jeon?” I asked, giving him a teasing smile before walking away. “How does it feel to be a bitch?” He called after me, to which I just threw my hand up in acknowledgement.  

I wandered through the house and eventually outside, looking for Vi. I noticed on my way through the house Tae was missing from the table, I frowned, wanting to share how my plan went. Once I breached the crowd and landed back on the porch I looked around, spotting Vi sitting the lap of some guy. I cringed and started off towards her, I was stopped when a figure lurch towards me from the side, grabbing my arm. I whipped my head over as I pulled my arm out of the person’s grasp, prepared to snap at whoever it was that grabbed me. Tae stood there, with his hands up defensively “Hey, I’m sorry I shouldn’t have grabbed you like that, I just wanted to catch you before you stepped off of the porch.” He said, a nervous smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. “No, no it’s okay you just scared the hell out of me,” I laughed, bringing a hand up to cover my face, slightly embarrassed. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” he chuckled, “Well you’re outside so I’m guessing the plan went?” he asked, his lips turning into a sly grin. “It went,” I smiled, pleased with myself.  

“And??” He asked, “I want details, love.” he grinned at me as he ushered me to follow him to the wicker love seat on the porch, I sat and looked over to make sure I could still see Vi. “Okay so like we danced for like a whole god damn hour, and eventually he started getting touchy so I figured it was time-” I told him the run down of what happened, slowly the biggest grin stretched over his mouth and he let out a laugh, “Well aren’t you a little savage,” He smiled at me, “Sometimes,” I admitted, looking back in Vi’s direction, she was still seated on someone’s lap. “She has a class at 8am, it’s almost 2, I should take her home…” I said, furrowing my eyebrows as I looked at Vi. “I know I have that unnecessarily early class with her.” He sighed, I stood up and smoothed out my skirt, “I’ll see you around,” I looked back at Tae who was still seated, “See you around~” he smiled at me. I walked over to Vi, setting a hand on her shoulder, “Hey we should go, you have to get up early hun,” I said, she groaned at me, “Fine fine,” she waved my hand away. I looked back towards the house in time to see Jeon walk out, immediately spotting Tae and walking over to him, Tae saw him coming towards him and stood up, greeting him with a crooked grin. Vi got up, much to this guys displeasure, fixed her dress and wrapped her shawl around herself. She wobbled a bit as she walked back towards the house, I stood close behind her so I could grab her if she tumbled.

As I climbed the steps of the porch I looked over at Tae, who locked eyes with me instantly. He gave me a wink and then he slapped his hand on Jeon’s shoulder, “Jeon Jungkook got his ass handed to him by a girl,” I almost stopped in my tracks as I looked back over with wide eyes, I saw Jeon lightly push him just before I walked through the back door, stretching my arm out to grab Vi’s shawl so I wouldn’t lose her in the crowd.


When we got home I kicked off my boots with ease where as Vi struggled to not fall on her face as she tried to take hers off, once she got them off she carefully walked towards our small sofa and flopped down on it. “I saw that you spent like 90% of the party either stalking me or chatting with that drink guy,” she said, I nodded, “Well stalking you was my job, remember?” I said, arching an eyebrow at her. “I know,” she said, yawning, “He was cute wasn’t he,” she gave me a lazy smile. “I mean yeah he was nice to look at but I’d rather peel my face off than to be around him,” I said with a light chuckle. “uhm you were basically flirting with him all night?!” she said, sitting up to look at me. “Jeon?” I asked, unzipping my skirt down its side. “No no! The drink dude,” she said, flopping back down. “Oh…Tae, yeah he was sweet.” I said, smiling to myself. “Hmm Tae, Tae…Tae,” she said his name a few times, “I’ll remember for next time,” she said, pulling the blanket off of the back of the couch covering herself with it.


Two days later I’m standing in the college library, walking through the rows of books, looking for the religion section.  

I saw someone pushing a cart of books and I walked towards them.

Maybe the employee can point me towards the religion isle.  

I walked around the corner of the isle, realizing the employee pushing the cart was Tae. I grinned and walked up to the cart, purposely picking up the book he had been reaching for. “Hey you,” I smiled at him, examining the back cover of the book I had picked up, “Somehow I feel like biochemics isn’t something you’d be into.” he said, leaning his elbows on the cart, smiling at me. “It’s not,” I placed the book back on the cart, “You work here?”  I asked, he grinned, “Nah I just volunteer, why?” he tilted his head to the side, “Would you mind showing me where I would find the religion area?” I asked, he nodded, “Sure thing, right this way hun,” he smiled at me, pushing off the cart and walking off, leaving the cart in the middle of an isle. “Why religion?” he asked, glancing back at me, “I’m a religion studies major,” I said, reaching out to run my fingers along the spines of the books. “Ahh, why that major?” he asked, turning down an isle, and stopping. “I like to learn about religions, their similarities and differences and such.” I answered, running a hand through my hair.  

“Sounds pretty interesting,” he said, a smile forming on his lips, “I think it is,” I smiled as I looked at the rows of books. “Hey, just a heads up, there’s a party on Friday, Vi is going to try and talk you into going,” he said, “Well then I’ll probably end up going.” I said, looking up at him.  

“Are you going to be there?” I asked, tilting my head to the side and cocking an eyebrow, “I will be,” he said, a smirk tugged at his lips, “Are you going to be playing bar tender again?” I asked, taking the time to actually look at his face. He was cute, he had warm brown eyes and tan skin kissed by the gods themselves, he had a cute freckle on his nose, and pretty pink lips. “No, I’m just attending,” he said, “If you want to talk to someone who isn’t wasted, you can always come find me~” he said, giving me a wink as he walked off. I smiled to myself as I looked at the books for the ones I wanted.  

I might enjoy this next party, after all

A/N: The ending was rushed and I didn’t proof read. Thanks for reading~

Adoration - Draco x Reader

Hi, sorry I suck. :))) let me know what you think!

Request - anon: adoration 

Warnings - Alcohol

The room was dark. The air was cold. There was a warm body next to her. His arm was slung across her waist. She opened her eyes. His face was too close to hers, but she could tell who the boy next to her was by the white blonde hair. What had happened last night? And why couldn’t she remember anything passed one am? The boy next to her shifted and his icy blue eyes met hers.

“Oh, you’re awake.” was all he said as he sat up and rubbed his hands over his face. Y/N raised an eyebrow as she realized the boy next to her was shirtless.

“I- uh - yeah. We didn’t do any-“ she was cut off by a sharp laugh.

“I could lie to you and say yes, but contrary to popular belief, I’m not that mean.”

The boy - whose name she couldn’t quite remember at the moment - sat back against the headboard. His hands linked together and he brought them behind his head. Y/N slowly sat up - already feeling the beginning effects of a headache - and crossed her legs. The boy watched as she tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. She folded her hands in her lap.

“So - I’m sorry to ask this but - I totally forgot your name. I - uh - I know you’re a Malfoy, but I’m not exactly sure what your first name is. Did you tell me last night? How did I end up here? And where is ‘here’ exactly?”

The boy smirked.

“Yes - Malfoy. Draco Malfoy. I did tell you twice last night, but you were a bit tipsy - in your defense. You ended up here because I brought you here. ‘Here’ is my dormitory.” She watched as he explained. He raised an eyebrow.

“What exactly happened last night? I don’t really remember anything past about one am.”

The room was dark. The lights from the party were the only thing illuminating the large space filled with tons of people. Y/N leaned against a table as her friend brought her another drink. Y/N had already had one too many, but what would another one hurt?

She was already drunk. She had already semi-forgotten about her ex-boyfriend, whom she had only been dating to make a certain blonde in Slytherin jealous.  But that boy had no idea she even existed. So, for once in her life, she wanted to forget the world and get wasted with her friends.

It had worked fine for the first few hours of the party. She’d played a couple of rounds of truth or dare, she’d danced until her body hurt, and she’d even had conversations with most of the party guests. She was having fun - until a certain Slytherin prince sauntered into the room. His hair shined bright against the lights. Shadows danced across his face and made him seem more mysterious than usual. HIs eyes were a deep deep blue. And Y/N could feel herself staring, so, instead of talking to him, she turned on her heel and made her way back to a punch bowl that had been spiked with who knew what exactly.

Her nose scrunched up as she felt the liquid burn its way down her throat - though she wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol or the secret she was keeping. Her friends danced around her pulling her this way and that and she gave in to the music. Distractions were her thing.

Draco Malfoy had seen her as soon as he’d stepped foot into the party. Her H/C hair was easy to spot and it wasn’t as though she was playing hard to get because she was staring right at him. Draco looked towards a drink table and then back at the girl. She was gone. It was typical of her. He’d always see her, try and work up the nerve to talk to her, and by the time he’d done that, she was already gone. She wasn’t going to disappear tonight. She was good at it, but finding her was Draco’s mission.

And he didn’t want to get to know her in the way that he knew other girls - like Pansy and Daphne. He didn’t want to just hook up with her every so often. Draco wanted to get to know her. He wanted to know her favorite color. He wanted to know her favorite flower. What made her tick? What made her the happiest? What made her the maddest? Was she the jealous type? Was she even into him at all? Did she know his first name?

Draco’s feet moved on their own accord. He talked to people, but he never fully payed attention to their conversation. His eyes were on the lookout for Y/N. He’d seen her once at a table full of alcohol, but by the time he’d managed to get over there, her friends had whisked her away to the dance floor. Draco wasn’t going to talk to her with her friends around. He wanted their first meeting to be personal - to be special.

Y/N had grown tired. She wanted sleep - no - she needed sleep. Her head was spinning and she was sure that she’d have a massive hangover in the morning. She slurred a string of goodnight’s to her friends and stumbled towards the girl’s dormitory stairs. As she walked, she bumped into several people - one being Draco Malfoy - but she didn’t care. She wanted to sleep and she was going to go up to her room, change into her pajamas, and curl up in her warm bed.

Draco watched as the girl stumbled through the crowd. He watched as she swayed to one side then back to the other. His attention turned towards a conversation with Blaise Zabini. When she bumped into him, he’d turned around - furious that someone had the nerve to knock into him and not apologize - but when he saw that it was Y/N, his anger vanished.

He watched the Y/H/C push her way through the crowd and to the stairs that led to the separate dormitories. She stumbled, looked up at the boy’s staircase and the girl’s staircase, and then sat in between them. Draco excused himself from Blaise and pushed through the crowd towards the obviously too drunk girl. He approached her slowly. She had her legs crossed and was busy taking off her heels.

“Need some help?” he asked. The girl’s head snapped up and her eyes widened.

“Er - sure, I guess. The strap on my - my shoe… my shoes won’t come off and I have to go up the stairs. But I’m not exactly sure where I go once I get up them. I’m just tired. And I want to sleep.” Y/N explained.

Draco took a seat next to her. He slowly took her foot from her hands and expertly undid the little latch that was holding her shoe to her foot. She sighed in relief and he took the other one off as well. She picked them up off of the ground. Her eyes lingered on Draco’s face before looking out at the party scene in front of them. Draco watched as her eyes dance across the crowd.

“Will - um, will you help me up the stairs? I forgot where my room is.” she asked shyly.

“Unfortunately love, I’m not exactly sure where your room is either. Would you like to come to mine? I won’t try anything. Promise.” Draco smirked. He stood up and helped the beautiful girl in front of him stand up slowly. She stumbled forward and his eyes drifted up the staircase.

“I don’t think I can make it up those,” Y/N giggled. “What was your name again?”

“Draco. Do you want me to carry you? It might be easier.” he offered. Without hesitation, she threw her arms around his neck. Draco’s breath hitched in his throat. His arm came around her torso while his other one came behind her knees.

When Draco had first approached her that evening, he never thought he’d carry her up to his room. He was surprised when he’d formed more than one coherent sentence around her. Maybe it was the copious amounts of fire whiskey or maybe it was the numerous amounts of times he’d worked up the courage to talk to her and then never did… but he’d done it and now he was carrying her up to his room like he’d known her for more than just tonight.

As he managed to kick open his door, he heard soft snores. He looked down at the girl in his arms and he couldn’t quite remember the last time he’d seen someone look so beautiful. He laid the girl in his bed, but stopped when he realized that one of her fists had attached itself to his shirt. Y/N’s eyes opened slightly.

“Can you stay with me um - sorry - what was your name again?” she slurred.

Draco nodded, muttered his name again, and wrapped his hand around her fist. He gently pulled her off of him and made his way to the other side.

“So that’s how you ended up here. Though, judging by the look on your face, you don’t remember any of it.” Draco smirked. A blush crept up Y/N’s cheeks.

“I don’t remember anything past seeing you walk into the party. I was trying to get as drunk as I could last night. I needed to… forget certain things.” she explained.

“I can understand that. You threw up three times after that - luckily it was in my trash can.” Draco offered and stood up. His roommates had never returned last night so they had the room to themselves. He walked to his closet and rummaged through some clothes.

“Oh no! That’s so embarrassing. I’ve only known you a short time and I’ve already puked in front of you not once, but three times. I’m sorry.” Y/N groaned.

“Don’t apologize, it happens. You could make it up to me though… Let me take you on a date.” He turned around and leaned on his closet door frame.

“A real date? You actually want to get to know me? Did you even know I existed before last night?” she asked and rubbed her temples. Draco raised an eyebrow.

“There’s aspirin on that nightstand to the side of you. Also, yes, I did know you existed before last night. So, I’ll say it again. Let me take you on a date. I know you broke up with that other boy.”

“Fine. If you must know though, you didn’t have to do all this. I would’ve said yes if you asked me out the regular way. You didn’t have to play the hero.” Y/N said and got up, looking for her shoes.

“Your shoes are by the door. I’ll come find you at eight tonight. Wear black again, you look sexy in it.” Draco winked and turned around to get dressed.

Y/N walked out of Draco Malfoy’s dorm full of confusion. Since when did Draco Malfoy go out with girls like her?