Chapter 3: Hangover Horrors

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My head was hurting with a pain that could NOT be normal. It felt like someone had a red hot red hammer against my head and was constantly pounding as hard as they could on my skull from the inside.

I groaned, and eased my eyes open, squinting in the bright light. From what I could tell I wasn't in my room. I lay sprawled on a stiff couch with one hand dangling off. I looked around the room and saw a handful of other people lying around. Some were half dressed and others had what looked like marker all over their bodies saying stuff like "FUCK ME". Some guy was even stark naked and had two lip shaped cherry pink lipstick stains on each butt cheek. Ha, would hate to be that guy.

Draco was leaning against the couch I was sleeping on, his head flopping over onto it. There were lipstick stains all over his face too and his shirt and pants were gone, leaving him in only his boxers. There were even stains on his chest, trailing down the to waistband of his boxers.

Huh, I wonder what desperate slut did that?

The more I looked around the more I noticed even more identical lipstick stains all over almost half of the guys in the room. Looks like someone got around last night...

Looking around, Blaise and Daphne were nowhere to be seen. Probably managed to get back to their beds last night, lucky bastards.

I looked down at myself and noticed that my shirt was also missing, leaving me in my bright orange and green bra, shorts and heels. Ugh, I looked like a whore.

While attempting to stand up, my head got dizzy and my vision turned black with spots flashing. I lost my balance and ended up tripping over something. Limbs flailing spastically, I fell down face first.

Despite popular belief, the carpet did not taste good... It was like a mixture of feet and alcohol and wet wool.

"Anna?" I heard a grumpy voice say.

Oh great, it was Draco I tripped over. And I think I woke him up in the process. He was rubbing his eyes blearily and was staring at me annoyed.

Then he suddenly seemed to notice his state of undress and the stains all over his body. His eyes widened. "What happened last night?" He asked me.

I shrugged, "Your guess is as good as mine."

He grinned, all trace of weariness gone, "Nice outfit."

I ignored him and began walking around the room, looking for my shirt. I didn't want to go back to the Slytherin common room looking like this. Especially at this time in the morning. Judging by the light streaming into the room it was about 11, which would mean it was very likely I would bump into someone on the way back.

I searched all over the room but the stupid shirt couldn't be found. I went back to the couch, where Draco had been watching me the whole time.

He looked down at the stains on his chest, "Who did this? You'd think I remember..."

I sat down on the couch next to him and before I could make a snide reply I felt something poking my leg through my pocket. I reached into my shorts and pulled out a tube of cherry pink lipstick.

Oh. My. God.

Draco was staring at the lipstick. We were both speechless. He grabbed it out of my hands and compared it to the stains on his chest. They were identical. Completely. Fucking. Identical.

Suddenly, a slimy grin oozed across his face. Before he could get on word out, I tackled him to the ground and sat on him. He was so surprised that by an unforeseeable miracle, he stayed quiet.

"Don't you dare tell this to anyone. I mean it, Draco. One word and you're dead," I looked at him venomously.

He watched me, and a little smirk wriggled its way to his mouth. "You're straddling me," he pointed out. Before I could get off he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me toward him so I was hovering right above him, balancing my weight on my hands on either side of him, our faces inches apart.

This time it was my turn to be at a loss for words. I could feel his soft breath blowing on my hair, tickling my cheek. He was looking at me intently, his grey eyes meeting my own hazel ones. My eyes drifted to his lips. And I saw he did the same.

He leaned in and his lips brushed my cheek with a tenderness I never knew was possible with him. My breath hitched in my throat as Draco's lips then drifted up to my ear, leaving a trail that made my skin tingle. He let out a small breath and a blanket of warm air hit me. I closed my eyes and my lips parted slightly in anticipation as his hands on my waist tightened their grip and his lips brushed my ear softly.

"Slut." He whispered. I could practically hear him smirking.

I pushed off of him and walked off angrily, my strides long and hard. At first I was worried he might follow me but Draco stayed there with that arrogant smirk still plastered on his face. I no longer cared about walking around with no shirt, I just wanted to get out of there. My mind was still a blur and with each step, my head pulsated in rhythm.

I stopped in the hallway to catch my breath and leaned against the wall. What was wrong with me just then? I mean, it was Draco. It was obvious what he was going to do but why did I expect something else?

I turned around to face the wall and softly hit my head on it repeatedly, "Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.."

"Yeah, I don't think banging your head on the wall really helps with that..."

I whipped around erratically and almost lost my balance. Draco was standing there, that stupid smirk still on his face. Ugh, I wanted to wipe it right off... Just smooth out his scrumptiously smirky mouth... smooth it out with my lips... I sighed softly.

Woah, what?

"You're not wearing anything," I said dryly, before he could say anything in response to my sigh. He was still just in his boxers, I tried my hardest not to stare at his abs. God, he was surprisingly fit for a 16 year old.

Draco shrugged, "I don't mind. Besides, so are you."

"Well, I had no choice," I argued, "My shirt's gone. Some bitch probably stole it."

And with that I left again, leaving him behind. As soon as I turned the corner I started running back to the common room as fast as I could, teetering in my heels, my eyes burning.

I burst into the common room holding my heels, I had decided they weren't the best shoes to run in and, ignoring whistles from some boys, ran upstairs to my room.

Daphne was inside, sitting at her desk. When she saw me come in she let out a sigh of relief and hugged me. "I was so worried about you! Where were you?" She cried.

"In the Room of Requirement. Where were you...?" I asked suspiciously.

She blushed. "Well, I spent the night with, um, Roger."

My jaw dropped, my brain sluggishly processing what she said. "Did you...? You know?"

She blushed even harder, her ears turning pink, and started fiddling with her hair. Her bottom lip stuck out in a child-like pout, something she did unintentionally when she didn't want me to yell at her. And it annoyed the crap out of me every time.

"YOU DID WHAT?" I screeched, "WITH DAVIES?"

She looked at me and quickly covered my mouth with her hand. "Yes, but... Don't yell out like that."

"How can you be so calm?" I said sharply, "You just had sex. You're not a virgin anymore!"

Daph sighed, "Yeah... But it's not that big a deal."

"NOT THAT BIG A DEAL?" I yelled.

She glared at me for yelling, "Yeah. I mean, it's not like this was a wonderful moment of my life. I mean, we were both half drunk. It wasn't all rose petals and breakfast in bed."

"So you're saying it was bad?" I said cautiously.

"What? No, it was great. I mean, wow... But, I'm surprised you haven't done it yet."

"What is that supposed to mean?" I said hotly.

"No, no. I didn't mean it like that. I just meant..." She trailed off, not knowing quite what to say.

I couldn't believe it. I was the last of the group to be a virgin. That kinda sucked. Who would have thought that Daphne, Prude Queen of the century, would have sex before me?

Well, I was waiting for the perfect guy, maybe that's why I was still a virgin. Daph was right, it didn't have to be an over-the-top affair. Maybe I should just sleep with someone to get it over with? It would be nice to get some practise before Mr Perfect came along.

I pushed out all those thoughts out of my head and have Daphne a grin, giving her all my undivided attention, "So? What happened? And don't sugar coat all the juicy details!"

Half an hour later Daphne and I were lying on the bed next to each other. Daphne was slightly out of breath, panting and I just lay there in silence, trying to let everything sink in. She had just dished about her night with Davies and didn't skip any of the juicy details. And I mean any.

In fact, I think I would never look at Davies the same way again. I had newfound respect for the guy. I mean, I don't think I'd ever look at Daphne the same again...

"Wow..." I said, slightly out of breath myself. It was the first thing I had said in the whole half hour. A record for me, I think.

"Yeah..." She was still staring at the ceiling, not quite all there.

"Wow..." I repeated.

She nodded slowly.

"I mean, wow..." I sat up in the bed and walked over to my desk where I sat down.

We stayed there for another couple of minutes in complete silence to calm down.

"So..." Daphne was looking at me curiously, "What happened last night for you?"

I groaned, remembering the lipstick thing, "Honestly, I'm not sure. I can't remember."

"Nothing?"

I shook my head, "Although I have a pretty good feeling I snogged half the guys there... In more places than one."

She laughed, her eyes lighting up with amusement, "So just the usual then?"

I scoffed, "Coming from Miss Sex-is-for-marriage."

She blushed once again.

There was a knock from the door, it opened to reveal an anxious looking Blaise.

I jumped up, my brain registering that I was still shirtless, and covered myself with the nearest thing to me, which happened to be a long roll of parchment.

He looked at me, an unreadable expression on his face, then turned to Daphne. "Have you seen Draco? I haven't seen him since last night..."

"I just saw him about half an hour ago." I said calmly, "Don't worry about it Blaise, he's probably with some girl."

He nodded slowly, but still looked slightly worried, "Well," he said awkwardly, shifting on his feet, "I'll let you get back to... Whatever it is you're doing."

"Wait! Blaise!" I called out, before he could leave, "Daph lost her virginity last night!"

Daphne was looking at me, aghast, her mouth and eyes wide open. Blaise looked equally as shocked, he kept looking back from me to Daph and back again.

"What?" He spluttered, "Daph?"

Daphne blushed for what seemed like the tenth time today and nodded.

Blaise broke into a grin, "Davies?"

She nodded again. I pulled her up off the bed and pushed her into Blaise before closing the door behind them. "Go tell him all about it while I get dressed." I said through the door.

I heard Daph sigh and Blaise said excitedly, "Yeah, Daph, tell me!"

Their footsteps died away and I was left alone. I leaned my back against the door and slowly sunk to the floor, hugging my knees to my chest. I just needed some time to myself to think. That thing with Draco this morning kept replaying through my head. At the time I thought he might have actually meant something. And now that he was probably with some random girl obviously meant that he didn't.

So why do it? He's never done anything like that to me before. I mean, there's been no clue that he may be... I don't know... Attracted to me.

I shook my head. No way. Draco likes his girls blonde, thin and big chested, no flat chested brunettes.

Besides, even if he did like me there was no way I would ever see him as boyfriend material. Okay, I'll admit he's really cute and extremely sexy. But he could never commit to something like an actual relationship, with all those feelings and crap.

I mean, I've known Draco since our First Year and I don't ever remember him having a girlfriend. Just girls. He's the kind of guy that'll dump a girl before her birthday so he doesn't have to spend money or effort on a present.

Not to mention he's a total man whore.

Half an hour later, as soon as I set foot in the Common Room, guys were calling out to me from all over.

"Hey Anna, give us a kiss!" Someone in the corner leered, even from far away I could see he still had a faint mark on his cheek.

I scowled at them, I could not believe I had snogged so many guys last night. Everyone would probably think I'm a total slut now. Great.

The lipstick was still in my pocket, I actually had no idea whose it was. Maybe I found it somewhere and liked the colour so took it. The owner would probably want it back... If there was even any left after my snogging rampage last night.

I decided to leave the Common Room and started wandering the Castle aimlessly. I vaguely wondered where Daphne, Blaise and Draco were.

As I rounded a corner someone grabbed me by my waist and I was pushed against the wall. Before I could even register who it was, they started kissing me. The kisses were rushed and sloppy, like that of a dog's after seeing their owner.

Struggling against their hold, I began to get more and more panicked when they didn't let go. Who was this? All I could make out was a head full of brown hair.

Finally, I managed to push them off with all the strength I had. Standing in front of me was a boy with short brown hair and deep set dark brown eyes. He was quite tall and skinny, with what looked like almost no muscle on him.

Theodore Nott.

The guy that never really seemed interested in girls, who only had a couple of girlfriends and apparently had never been kissed until late last year.

"What the Hell, Nott?" I yelled at him.

He looked at me with droopy bloodshot eyes. Was he drunk? Then I noticed the lipstick all over his face. Shit. He thrust himself at me and pushed his lips onto mine. I tried again to push him off but he was surprisingly quite strong and had me pinned up against the wall.

I could feels his rough tongue pushing against my lips. I squirmed away from him and kept pushing him helplessly. I could feel myself suffocating against his strong hold and panicked.

And then in a blur he was off me with a weird cracking sound and Draco was there and he was holding his hand with a face screwed up in pain and blood was flowing out of Nott's nose and everyone was swearing, especially me.

"Oh my god. What the hell did you do, Draco?"

He ignored me and looked at contempt with Nott, "Don't you dare touch her again, Nott."

Nott scowled back at Draco, who then turned to me, "You okay?" he said gruffly.

"Yeah... I'm fine."

He nodded and turned around and left. I followed after him, casting a look back at Nott, who was now on his feet. Nott seemed like he would be fine.

"You know, Blaise was looking for you before. Where were you?"

"Just around." He replied, his face still sombre.

"Let me guess, with a girl again?"

Draco smirked, his old self coming through again, "Why? You jealous?"

I snorted, "No, just curious." I paused, "Who was it this time?"

"Just someone, she-"

"ANNALISE PIERCE." Someone behind me screeched, I heard them run up to me and clamp two heavy hands on my shoulders.

Vivi was behind me, breathing heavily, her face bright red.

"Er, see you later Anna." Draco said nervously, before shooting off.

"Hello Vivi," I said pleasantly.

"Don't you dare pull that crap with me, Anna." She growled, "I heard about your little... Escapade last night. And I doubt Angela and Dad would be very pleased if they heard about it themselves."

She was talking about me and that kissing thing last night at the party. I sighed, "I don't think Dad really cares about my life. Or who I kiss. As for Angela, she's probably too busy holidaying in Greece or something to bother to actually attempt to "mother" us..."

Vivi sighed too, and calmed down significantly, "I just wished you tried a bit harder, Lissy."

Lissy was what Vivi called me when we were little kids, when she couldn't pronounce my full name. At the use of that name I softened.

"I do, Viv. I'm just not like you. I can't be good at everything I try." I smiled wryly and she laughed in return.

"The only reason I get good grades is because I study. Maybe if you did the same Dad and Angela wouldn't be so hard on you..."

"She hates me. And Dad always sides with her." I replied coldly, "I miss Mum."

Vivi sighed again, and pulled me in for a quick hug. "Just try, okay? For me."

I gave her a smile and nodded. At the reminder of Angela and Dad, I missed my Mum even more. I hadn't seen her since I was 6, after she and Dad got into a huge fight that got a little violent and she left. Just like that. No packing, no letter, no warning. She just walked out with the clothes on her back and never came back.

At first, my six year old mind couldn't quite comprehend what had happened. I just imagined she went off for a little walk and would come back. She always did. Before she left permanently, she would sometimes go off for a day or two to escape from Dad, who wasn't exactly the ideal husband. But every single time she would come back, without fail.

I hadn't heard from her since that day. She had never bothered to call. But I kept waiting for her. To take me and Vivi with her. To get us away from our rage prone Father. But she never did.

So soon, my Father found a pretty young thing, Angela, to marry, who was twenty years his junior. It was obvious there was no love between the two of them. She married for money. And he married for the "joys of a younger woman" he says. Angela was a pretty bad mother. And wife, for that matter. She was just pretty horrible as a human being in general.

And now, ten years on, I wished that she had at least called. She didn't even need to visit. All I needed was a little reassurance that I still had a mother who loved me and cared about me. But all I got was wishful thinking.

So there's Chapter 3! I'm quite excited with all the response I've been getting. And once again, feedback and constructive criticism is greatly adored :D

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