#ar:starter

“No, as a first year you can’t ignore curfew.” Cal gave the small first year Gryffindor a tap on his shoulder before turning away. 

“Have you tried flicking your wrist like this?” 

“Hey, you. Yeah, you, right there, with the uhh--” Jamie stumbled over, grabbing onto the nearest person’s shoulder for balance. He leaned in close to their ear, his breath reeking of the spiked punch. “Lemme give you some advice... Don’t trust the bouncy castle.”