Part 1: https://sweetlialia.tumblr.com/post/177510217265/still-untitled

Part 2 : https://sweetlialia.tumblr.com/post/177546191245/still-untitled-part-2

Part 3 : https://sweetlialia.tumblr.com/post/177581447000/still-untiltled-part-3

The golden snitch has been caught less than thirty minutes ago, and for the very first time since the 1st of September, the Eight Years common room was full. Students who used to describe themselves as Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Slytherin or Ravenclaw were now celebrating their first victory under the colours of their United House. Everyone was talking loudly, kissing fiercely and mimicking one or another action of the game. All of the players were praised, even Goyle -who was told he was talented when playing by the rules. For the first time, they seemed to remember they had far more in common than being survivor of the same war.

Even Draco Malfoy seemed to be one of them that night, as he danced with Seamus and Pansy under the flamboyant cheers of Dean and Anthony, cheeks red from stolen firewhisky.  It was their first night as a team, as a House, and none of them felt out of place for what seemed an eternity. Only two boys could be caught faking it. Two black haired boy, keeping an eye on the same blond one, couldn’t truly feel the overwarming feeling as anxiety was nesting in their belly. Something wasn’t right. And yet, everything turned out alright that night. Ron was found kissing the right girl -unlike at his first Quidditch game-, Deamus were soon nowhere to be seen, Pansy and the Parvati twins were ‘updating’ their uniform as Draco was absentmindedly breeding Daphne’s hair, lazily arguing with Neville about sombral -or maybe unicorn, Harry couldn’t be sure as what he could hear of their exchange didn’t make any sense. It wasn’t the most common night, but they were seventeen, drunk and happy and mostly, they didn’t know they could somehow get along. It was all new and no one wanted to stain that first page. At least, that what Harry thought until he caught a glimpse of Zabbini taking Goldstein by the collar, leading him silently outside of the room.

 “Don’t you ever dare to put a hand on him, am I making myself understood clearly enough?” Zabbini whispered.

“Or else what, are you gonna hex me? Hand me over one of your friends rotting in Azkaban?

-Try it and you’ll see.” The whispers had gone and the treat sends shivers down Harry’s spine.

“It’s common knowledge you guys had a fight. If he doesn’t want you anymore, I’m not going to wait until you move on.

-As if he could ever want you.” Disgust and pity, this guy was so predictable. “He’s wasted, not blind.

-No wonder why he drank that much.

-Meaning?

-Meaning?! He hasn’t talked to you, or looked at you since hours and I saw him smile more during this time-lapse than during the whole fucking day! He’s hot, it’s hard not to look at him, and it’s harder not to see how unhappy you make him. Do something great for once, and leave him alone. If you’re not going to make him happy, I’ll try my luck.”

Harry’s blood got him out of the shadow as he heard the thud noise of Anthony being flattened against the wall.

“Let him go.” His mouth ordered, his wand already out.

“Potter. Always noising in other’s business I see. Never thought of losing this bad habit?

-I said, let him go.

-Relax mate.” He smiled, as he turned around to face the other boy. “I’ve warned you.” He muttered between his clenched teeth. “And I’m not going to do it twice.”

 “What happened?” Harry enquired as Zabbini disappear behind the door.

“It’s okay mate, don’t worry. He caught me pawing his boyfriend, that’s all. Slytherin Ice Prince, my eye.” He winked before getting back to the party.

Tai: Hey guys, maybe you should slow down.

Raven: Uhhhh, esscuze me? Yuh dun eve know wuh eh issn whu fo whu for? Uh-Uhhhhh.

Summer: Essacly! It dussn even mader!

Tai: Uhhhhh

Qrow: -wheeze-

Drunk Raven and Beyond Drunk Summer.

The group all goes out to celebrate Tai and Raven’s engagement. It was Qrow and Summer’s idea to go bar hopping after dinner.

What ends up happening is that Qrow is his normal streamline of drunk, Tai is buzzed...his fiancee’ and team leader are TRASHED. Shots sneak up on you.

Qrow will save Tai...in a few minutes. After recording his sister and Summer slurring their words and tearing Tai a new one.

Summer can hold her liquor, but decided a shots drinking game with Raven was a good way to start the night. Raven is an “in your face” drunk, which is okay since she also becomes incoherent, slurring her words and repeating unfinished ones like “wuh” and “fo”. Summer, on the other hand, is usually a happy, energized drunk. Here, though, she is just defending her bestie...I think. 

The fuck are you talking about, Raven?