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harry potter; pureblood genocide series, 1997
what have you done? (nine of nine) 285 words
Neville had never had firewhiskey before, but his gran had let him have some red wine and even that made him woozy. He thought it would be better to stop after the second glass, but Theodore kept pouring until he lost count of how many he had had and stopped caring.
Hermione had none because she wanted to be fully conscious so she was able to read the Latin books in the library.
Ron didn't know how many photos the camera he had could take, so he chose his scenes wisely.
"And then you and me-"
"No, it's me and you, Theodore, you're singing it all wrong. And then me and you and Gideon comes in with the bagpipes and then Myron Wagtail does that thing with his voice and Orsino has the drum solo."
"Whatever, I hate that song anyway," Theo sulked, and drank the last of what was in the bottle.
Draco rolled his eyes somewhere in a dark corner and Ron snapped a photo when they started up singing again. A different song, this time, because Theo was still being difficult. It went on for hours, the drunken singing, until they started taking suggestions. Theodore sung Sexy Sadie off tune to the wrong lyrics and told them all of his father's obsession with muggle music. Draco thought it was repulsive.
Neville stood up, holding his hands out to the heavens. "I am Spartacus!" He smiled, standing like a statue.
"And I'm the bloody queen of England."
"How very fitting, Theodore." And they both raised their glasses to a silent toast that only they understood. "What have you done?" Draco slurred under his breath.
And Theo answered, "You made a fool of everyone."
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The song is Sexy Sadie by the Beatles, of course.