Freya shrugged as she couldn’t care less about her words. “Good thing I don’t really care if I offend people on the other hand. I’m not really one for beating around the bush.” At least someone’s summer vacation hadn’t totally sucked, even though it was entirely unfortunate that it was Emmeline’s vacation that didn’t suck. “Truly. I now apparently have a wedding after graduation to look forward to, and my mother made me want to claw my ears off everyday naturally.”

It was almost amusing how she thought the Mulciber twins were stupid enough to get caught at whatever they did. They hadn’t spent a lifetime of evading their ruthless parents just to be expelled from school for not covering their tracks. “I appreciate the feedback, next time you ask I’ll be sure to provide a little bit more useless information.” Freya chuckled and shook her head, “You could just see it as a warning to keep an eye on Mary instead of thinking of me as so malicious. I may be a bitch, but I’m not that sadistic. I surely can’t keep a leash on my brother, nor would I want to, but don’t be foolish enough to think he isn’t smart.” 

Freya chuckled, “Tell me something I don’t know Rab. Was it your face this time or just something you said?”

Despite Emmeline’s suddenly close proximity to her a chuckle played at her lips. “Oh I’m sure you would try,” Freya commented humored by her. Sure Emmeline was tough, but she underestimated her twin. “Calm down, nothing has even happened. It was just a musing, Vance, and you're the one who asked how he was. Don’t ask questions you don't want the answers too.”

Freya couldn’t help but smirk at the fact that her words may have driven the girl to take another shot of liquor. “Oh he is marvelous. Super thrilled about his engagement to that boring Selwyn girl I am sure.” Freya couldn’t help the roll of her eyes that followed, it was a wonder that out of all the pureblood families their parents had chosen the least compatible ones for their children. “I would watch out, he just found out so it wouldn’t surprise me if he decided to let off steam somehow.” Freya grinned, “If I recall he took quite a liking to your friend Mary.”

Skinny Love ☾ Evan & Freya

“Nice isn’t the particular word I would choose, but sure.” Freya commented not exactly thrilled to be thrown back into the politics of Hogwarts life. “Mostly just thrilled to be away from my intolerable mother and kick some Gryffindor ass in quidditch this year.” 

“Touche my friend. But only because I know what’s it like to stumble out of a drinking binge.” Freya smiled dryly, “Don’t know if you heard but I am almost officially betrothed.” A humorless laugh escaped her lips, “To a prat nonetheless, so I will happily take that nap with you. As well as a quart full of ice-cream.”

Freya raised an eyebrow and took a swig, “What you too classy now for the Fire Whiskey at the Three Broomsticks.” She chuckled, “Can’t say I’m shocked.”

“Don’t get your panties in a bunch, I’m just saying it would be slightly more entertaining.”

Her eyes rolling happened completely on their own accord. “Who peed in your cereal this morning?” She asked with a raised eyebrow. Sure, this party wasn’t exactly her type of classy, but hey, at least she had booze. “I mean if you really want me to shove the liquor down your throat I can do that, but if I recall you’re pretty good at getting drunk all on your own.”

“Hmmm,” Freya said taking a peek at how much she had in her bottle not being one to share. “I suppose you can have a little.” She said and then tipped the bottom of her bottle upward and poured a few shots worth into Marlene’s cup.