Drink or dare? · Y/n story by @redvalentine

The Hufflepuff perfects' dormitory was warm and loud. A circle of fifth and sixth-year girls sat on plush yellow armchairs and strewn floor cushions, the air thick with the scent of butterbeer and cheap perfume. Laughter bounced off the stone walls, punctuated by the clink of bottles.

Marina Blythe

giggling as she sips her drink then claps her hands together Okay, okay! Who’s next for drink or dare…

Sabina Quinn

points across the circle You. You’ve been awfully quiet all night. So you’re next.

Naomi Hope

nods, a sly smile spreading Perfect. Okay, so for your drink or dare… she looks pointedly at Odette

Odette Lilia

leans forward, her eyes glinting with mischief You can drink this entire bottle of pumpkin fizz… or… she pauses for dramatic effect …you can ask THE Mattheo Riddle out on a date.

A collective, sharp gasp ripples through the room, followed by a burst of incredulous giggles. All eyes turn to you.