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[chasingwood]

I think we're overdue for a Chamber meeting, you guys. What's it been, like a month or two?

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[zestandzeal]

*smiles*

Yes, we definitely are.

[chasingwood]

If we ever have one you're helping me with the food and drinks and stuff.

[zestandzeal]

Why me, Freckles?

Do you have a class right now?

[chasingwood]

Because.

Potions, yeah.

[poison_asp]

A Chamber Meeting sounds cool, but you shlubs can bring all the stuff this time.

[chasingwood]

Zander said he would do it.

[zestandzeal]

I don't recall.

[chasingwood]

Selective memory.

[poison_asp]

Since Harry's time, the girls bathroom that holds The Chamber entrance hasn't changed much. Still, hardly any girls go in there, but now it's more of a place where kids dare their friends to go bait Myrtle out of the toilet, touch the wall where Draco's blood has stained it from Harry's curse, or to try and open the Chamber; of course only Albi can do it. He's very proud of this fact. Albus walks in and taps on the serpantine faucet fondly. He speaks in Parseltongue to it...

Open

[chasingwood]

You are a such a such a show off.

[poison_asp]

*flicks his eyebrows up and down quickly, teasingly*

Thanks.

[zestandzeal]

*comes back in and flicks his wand, displaying all the food and alcohol in an organized selection*

Right, here it is.

[namesaked]

GOD GUYS, DON'T WAIT UP FOR ME OR ANYTHING.

[zestandzeal]

SCORE. SCORE. Can you believe it? Freckles said I'm a worse drunk than you are!

*snort!rolls eyes*

*totally shitfaced*

[namesaked]

*bursts out laughing*

You know, you might be!

[zestandzeal]

Fuck that, I'm not! I'm not even drunk yet! God, there's no way I'm worse than you.

I bet I can drink ten more before you can drink one!!