#darkesthoursevent

“Hey lovey, having a good time?” She plopped down on the bench next to them, her head already light from the couple of drinks that started in the common room. Marlene’s lips refused to stop grinning, tongue refused to stop rolling laugh after laugh; the vibrant vigour from her friends was fuelling her spirit, and the wonderful ringing of happiness echoed throughout the Great Hall. 

“S’not really a party if you’re not drinkin’, y’know.” She pointed out, tipping her own drink into her mouth. “And when I say drinkin, I mean real bloody drinkin, aye?” She pulled a flask from her robes, grinning wickedly as she motioned to their empty cup. “A little bit of this in your pumpkin juice- beauty.”