**A/N** Hey guys! I know that this chapter was supposed to be a Theo POV but I really wanted to write a Cassie POV for the Slytherin party. You'll see why *wink* Also please remember that there won't be any super *detailed* seggys scenes because Cass is still a minor right now and me, as a 20-year-old adult, refuses to write that sort of stuff about minors! So while there may still be some seggys scenes they won't be detailed! If you want to read that kind of fic about minors I suggest 1) getting some help, and 2) finding a different fic! Okay xx hope you like it
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So maybe going to the Slytherin party after all the crap that happened over the past few days wasn't the best idea. But I mean, when have I ever been known to cope in a healthy way?
And drinking your body weight in butterbeer and fire whiskey is healthier than dark magic right? Maybe? I think my liver would beg to disagree but whatever.
I stumble over to the drinks table again and pour myself another shot. Someone who I don't know takes a shot with me and disappears into the crowd again. The air is thick with smoke of many different kinds, the smell of sweat, and the loud music blasting out of the eight different speakers that we have set up around the room.
Ophelia is sitting on the couch, talking loudly with her friends as some girl on her lap is sucking on her neck, Theo is dancing with Gilbert, Lucy, and their friend Oscar. I made sure that they weren't drinking before I started to drink. At least I think I did? Lily and Hugo are playing a muggle card game in the entrance to the boy's dorms along with a bunch of their friends. I haven't seen Annabeth yet but I don't think I want her here if I'm being honest.
The song My Strange Addiction by Billie Eilish starts to play and I weave my way back to the dance floor and I start to sway to the music, my hands in the air, not a care in the world. The more I drink the faster I forget what Ophelia did, how much of a hypocrite she's being. It makes my blood boil just thinking about it. It took all of my strength not to knock her teeth out.
I can feel a few people staring at me but I couldn't care less. The loud music and alcohol are making my brain fuzzy and I haven't felt this good in ages no one is ruining that for me tonight.
As I dance I notice that Conrad Hoffman, Brian Dean, and Elliot Shepard, all seventh-year Slytherin boys; all rich with Daddy's money, have turned the coffee table into a snuff snorting plate and they're getting lines of cocaine ready. That's one of the big things I hate about Slytherin parties. Nearly everyone in this house comes from a rich wizard family of some kind and that tends to mean harder drugs.
I think the younger kids get the idea that the party is slowly turning into sixth and seventh years only cause it's not long after that the room thins out. Theo waves goodbye to me as they leave; they know how to remove themselves from a situation, and I'm so very happy that they do.
But just because there are fewer people in the common room now doesn't mean that the parties over; in fact, it's quite the opposite. Somehow the music gets louder, the lights get dimmer, more alcohol is brought out.
"Shots! Shots!" Bailey Chang shouts from the drink table. She passes one to Darcy and they clink their glasses together before downing the entire thing.
I walk over to them, fully intending to take a shot of whatever it is that they're drinking when someone grabs onto my arm and pulls me away.
"You shouldn't drink any more tonight."
I can't see the person's face very well in this lighting but I could recognize that Greek accent no matter what. Sure it's faded away after all these years but only Theseus talks like that.
"Why don't you fuck off? You can't tell me what to do." I say back to him. I look up into his eyes and I don't know if it's the alcohol in my blood or the smoke getting to me but my heartbeat gets faster.
"You're embarrassing yourself. Trying too hard when you're dancing. It's not sexy."
"If I wasn't sexy you wouldn't be watching me now would you?" I look into his eyes again and bite my lip just a little before I get up on my tippy toes and whisper, "Mind your fucking business." I linger for a moment too long, right beside Theseus's ear. I can feel his hot breath on my skin and I have a feeling that he's thinking all the things that I'm thinking right now. The booze makes it easy to forget that I'm supposed to hate him cause right now all I want to do is pin him against a wall; or have him pin me up against a wall. I'm not picky.
But I manage to control myself, and I don't know how I do it; but I turn away and walk towards the makeshift bar, making a conscious effort to swing my hips more than usual. I go up to Darcy and swing my arm around his shoulder, mostly because I can't stand up on my own right about now. Darcy talks with Bailey as he pours us all a shot. I pick mine up from the table and turn to look at Theseus who is still staring at me with those blue eyes of his.
The song changes to Everybody Wants to Rule the World by Lorde, and just as the beat drops I tilt my head back and take the shot, making sure that I meet Theseus's eyes again once I've finished.
Ophelia is still on the couch with that girl, they're in their own little world, snogging like their life depends on it. Shawn is over with a few other boys, smoking a cigarette. The more I think of it, the more he looks like Theseus. Only like... if the printer got jammed, you know?
Either way, I head over to him, and on my way over I cast a modified version of scourgify that I've been working on so instead of filling someone's mouth with soap to clean it out, it fills it with toothpaste, cleaning their teeth and leaving them smelling, more importantly, tasting, minty fresh. So even if the boy can't kiss, at least it won't make me want to vomit.
"Hey," I say in a very seductive voice as I approach them. Ophelia's friend Chandler gives me a look that says 'what the hell are you up to now?' but I ignore him. Instead, I pluck the cigarette out of Shawn's hand and take a deep drag before blowing it right back into his face, "What're we talking about?"
It's not just Shawn staring at me now, every single one of these boys are looking at me like they'd do anything for a sliver of my attention. All but Chandler of course who, by the looks of things finds this situation very amusing. When I was younger, I never understood how Ophelia could thrive in the attention of others, but as I got older, I started to understand it all. And now I thrive in it. Differently than Ophelia of course, less people cheering my name and more people hanging onto my every word and begging for a glance their way.
"Uh, we were uhm, talking about how Conrad gets to keep his spot on the quidditch team this year," Brian says to me.
I look away from him and focus my attention on Conrad, I tilt my head just slightly as I speak to him in a slow and dark voice, "Really? Might have to go to a few games then." I wink at him to seal the deal and it works. Blush rushes to his cheeks and he gets all flustered.
Shawn clears his throat, clearly trying to get my attention off of his friends and back on him. But I mean, the more Slytherin boys I flirt with the more jealous Theseus gets and I'm not even going to lie to you. Jealousy looks good on him.
"Wouldn't mind you in the stands wearing my jersey," Conrad says to me, matching my energy completely.
I take a step forward, closing the gap between us just slightly, "Yeah? That's something you'd want to see eh?"
"Hell yeah." He says. He takes a step towards me. I nearly roll my eyes at his eagerness.
"What a shame that you're not my type."
Instantly Conrad's energy shifts. He gets angry, "What?"
"You're not my type. What more can I say?"
"Bitch." He spits at me.
I smile really big which is definitely not what he was expecting. I lean in a little closer to him, "I know right?" I turn to look at Shawn, behind him Georgette is dragging Theseus into the girl's dorms. That gives me half an hour-ish before Theseus walks back into the boy's dorms.
I take Shawn's hand into mine, "Come with me, darling." I say as I pull him away from his friends and into the middle of the dance floor.
Ophelia is dancing with that girl now, all slow and seductive. I take a page from her book and I grind my hips slowly into Shawn's to the beat of the music. It takes him a couple of songs, but the oaf manages to kind of move to the rhythm of the music.
He looks like a fish out of water but I've got twenty minutes to kill before Theseus is finished. Fifteen if I want to do what I want to do.
I'm not saying I'm a fantastic dancer, and I'm definitely starting to sober up, but I'm good enough to turn Shawn on to the point where he asks me to come back to his dorm and this time I don't say no.
As soon as we are out of sight from everyone in the common room Shawn is kissing me hard, leading me back into his dorm. He opens the door without breaking contact with my lips which I have to say is pretty impressive.
As soon as that door closes he starts to unbutton his shirt. But I've still got ten minutes, and I don't know how long Shawn is going to last once we actually start.
"Which bed's yours?" I say, pulling away from him and making sure that I breathe heavily when I speak.
Shawn smirks at me, and it's not cute. With my eyes closed, I can just imagine that he's Theseus, or anyone else honestly, but with my eyes open all I can see is his dumb face. It'll be worth it though, It'll all be worth it in the end.
Shawn pulls me into the room a little more, to the bed directly in line with the door. Perfect.
I smirk at him and push him down onto his own bed, making sure that his head is by the footboard so he won't be able to see anyone if, or when rather, they come into the room. But this position also means that I'm on top and facing the door.
I start kissing Shawn again and teasing him through his trousers. I glance up at the clock on the wall, five minutes, better get started.
I waste no time in taking off both my shirt and Shawn's. He watches me in awe; like I'm some sort of goddess as I work on taking off his trousers and pulling my skirt off of my waist.
Have I had sex before? No. Is this really the way that I wanted to lose my virginity? Also no. But if this works, if I actually pull this off, then it'll all be worth it. I make sure that Shawn puts on the dragon skin condom that I had in my skirt pocket before anything else happens.
It hurts at first, but I find a half-decent pace and stick with it. Shawn is an utter mess underneath me and I'm praying to whatever god that is out there that Theseus walks in before this guy is done.
Remind me to pray more often, would you?
The door opens and Theseus steps inside, not paying attention to his surroundings. As soon as that door is fully closed behind him I start to act like I'm having the time of my life. Moaning and sighing like I'm shooting a sex tape.
Theseus's eyes go wide but he doesn't say anything. I hold eye contact with him as I bounce up and down on Shawn. I put a little more effort into it than I was before to make sure that my tits are bouncing as much as I can get them to.
Shawn starts moaning more and more, getting louder and I make sure to match his energy but all I'm thinking of is Theseus. He still hasn't left the room, it doesn't take a genius to notice the bulge in his pants.
When Shawn reaches his climax Theseus snaps out of whatever trance I put him in and leaves the room in a rush. I waste no time climbing off of Shawn and getting dressed as fast as I can.
"Did... did you?" He says all out of breath.
No. Are you fucked? All you did was lie there like a dead fish.
"Yeah, that was great."
It felt like I was fucking a corpse.
I don't bother kissing him goodbye or anything I just leave the dorm. Theseus is standing near the door. He looks over at me, his eyes dark. He's both totally pissed off and totally turned on at the same time. I can't believe that fucking worked.
I smirk at Theseus and walk out of the corridor. Right before I step down the stairs and into the common room I turn around again and look at Theseus who is still staring at me; and say,
"You're move."