RIDDLES PROPERTY

Emelia walked back to the dormitories. She'd already missed potions and was quite ill. Upon entering the dormitories she heard voices and stopped to listen to...Olive and 2 other people.

"Shhh, you've got to be more secretive!" Olive said.

"Olive, Olive, Olive!"

Emelia soon recognized that to be Fred...if Fred was there then George had to be, as well. She walked right in and glared at George.

"You're a slick git, aren't you? I've already gotten multiple detentions because I've been missing classes. If I wasn't so keen on not getting in trouble I'd hex you!" Emelia said. Her voice spit with bitterness and they could tell.

"Cmon Emelia! It was just a prank. Sorry bout it, love." George said. Olive looked up from her lap and smiled.

"Right...I'll be leaving now." Emelia said, but before she could leave Olive called out to her.

"Wait! Emelia! I know you're a bit...in a weird state? Right now, but you've got to let loose. You're quite emotionless nowadays. There's a party in the Slytherin common room tonight. There'll be all sorts of muggle drinks and herbs. Have fun! The code to get in is 'pure blood'."

Emelia sighed at the suggestion and left.

As she walked around she realized something. She barely talked to a lot of people. Of course everyone knew her, but it wasn't like they were friends. Just acquaintances, if even that. Eventually she got a bit bored and decided to head back to the common room.

"Emelia!" said Draco Malfoy coming from behind her. Emelia looked behind and replied "Yes?"

"You're coming to the party tonight in my common room, right?" he asked.

"I wasn't going to go, but I guess I might. Is there any specific attire?"

"Not really. I was planning to wear a suit, even if it's casual. Just wear what you're wearing right now. See you." he said and disappeared. What was the worst thing that could happen? She did know what muggle drinks did. Of course she did. She drank nearly every week of last summer. Emelia decided to enter the Gryffindor common room and take a nap before going.

"Pure blood," she said as she waited in the cold dimly-lit hallway. It was a quarter to 8 and very dark, as it was nearing December. Emelia didn't have a jacket. Just the same outfit as today without the robes. The common room door swung open within seconds and she walked in.

"She came!" Draco whispered beneath his breath.

"Emelia, would you like a drink? Gather around we're playing truth or dare." he said.

She nodded and took a seat. The group circle consisted of Blaise Zabini, Draco, Pansy Parkinson, Olive, Cormac McLaggen, Emelia, Fred, George, and Tracey Davis. There were other people circling around and even in corners sipping their drinks.

"I'll choose who goes. Pansy, truth or dare?", Blaise says. "Truth", she replies. "Is it true you pissed your pants when Draco pretended to hex you that one time?". The room erupted with laughter. Pansy's face grew pink and she yelled

"No! It isn't true, Zabini! Is it true your mothers a gold digging whore?" the whole room went silent instead. Blaise chuckled, surprisingly, and got up to get a drink.

"Great going, Pansy! I'll get him. Keep it going," said Cormac. Draco looked around and said "Emelia. Truth or dare?". Emelia tensed up.

"Let me think...dare."

"I dare you to make out with whoever this bottle points to...for 6 minutes...in the small closet over there.". She winced as the spinning bottle started coming to a halt. It pointed to Draco.

Great, she thought, I have to make out with Malfoy.

Malfoy smirked.

"Cmon." he said. She got up and headed to the closet.

"I mean Malfoy, we don't HAVE to do this. It's just a little party game and I doubt you'll like the taste of muggle cigarettes," she mumbled.

He looks down at her and chuckles. "It is just a little game, so let's do it," he coaxed. She sighed and grabbed the nape of his neck, pulling it down to meet her face and kissed him.

He tasted of apples...sour green apples.

It's not bad, Emelia thought.

Draco accidentally let out a groan and Emelia pulled his body closer to the point where she could feel his boner. It was growing. She stopped and let go of him quickly.

"Our time is up, I believe." she said and as she was going to leave the door swung open.

"Adams? Malfoy? I wouldn't expect this from you, Malfoy, but I cant say I'm too surprised when it comes to Adams.", he says.

"Riddle, shove off." Draco replies. He walked past him and Emelia tried going with him, but Tom stops and looks at her.

"You have detention. Tomorrow at 6, seventh floor left corridor."

She doesn't reply, but understands she's in trouble. Emelia didn't understand why they gave prefects that much power. "What'd I miss?", she asks. "Perfect! It's your turn again!", Olive says joyfully. "Alright, alright. Dare.", she mutters.

Blaise looks up and grins. "Get yourself some liquor and drink up. I'll tell you once you're drunk enough.", he says.

Emelia had drank so much "whiskey". She came back to Blaise and asks, "Cmon! Tell me my dare now.". He looks at the group and nods.

"Go to Tom Riddle and kiss him.", Blaise says. Emelia's face turns red.

"Now, now. He isn't even...all that. He is sooo stuck up.", she says slurring her words.

"Alright, gits. I'll do it." Emelia giggles and finds her way walking to the head boy/prefect corners. The door is carved with 'T.R.'. She pulls out her wand and opens the door.