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[packprincess]

Blue and Dae had the party all planned out. It was going to be a  small civilized thing with food and some drinking.

That's what it was supposed to be. But instead half of Hogwarts was there. It was loud and bordering on obnoxious and Sofie knew Blue had to be having a panic right now.

But Sofie looked super hot. Maybe Blue wouldn't notice all the

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[snakehalf]

Despite being a first year and a Slytherin, neither of which readily lend themselves to knowing a Hufflepuff party is happening, Bolly is here. Grampa Henry was a Hufflepuff, so that basically makes him an honorary Hufflepuff by descent, right? Right! Anyway, he is here. And eating your crisps.

[packprincess]

"There's a height requirement to be here and you don't meet it." She snatched the plate back. "Get your own"

[snakehalf]

"That's one way of looking at it," Bolly agreed. "But, on the other hand, you kind of only have a boyfriend because of my mad family distracting skills."

[packprincess]

"Um, I already paid you for that. We made a deal about the broom, so...you can't use that," she replied. "You really shouldn't be here though. It's going to make Blue worry."

[snakehalf]

This was a fair point. Bolly quickly changed tack. "You should tell him about the first year's study group. Inter-house homework help is not only allowed by the school rules, it's actively encouraged by the professors to keep competition between the houses friendly. Bit of a coincidence that a small social gathering was also happening, but what can you do?" And he shrugs, a picture of innocence.

[packprincess]

"I'll tell him. But he's not just worried about getting caught, he's worried about people getting hurt. So don't drink, or don't let him see you drink, and try to leave at a reasonable time? Please?" Sofie asked.

[snakehalf]

"No alcohol, out by eleven," Bolly agreed, and made grabby hands for the crisps.

[packprincess]

She hands him the plate and then ruffles his hair, "thanks kiddo." She knows the kiddo thing is going to bug him. But it's what older cousins do right?

[snakehalf]

"You're welcome," Bolly says through a mouthful of crisps, without letting on that definitely bugged him. Only Grampa Fred gets to call them kiddo. Everyone else is opening themselves up to pranking. But not until he's had a few turns on her broom, so Sofie is safe for now.

[thenextbigdeal]

Sylvie slaps his hand, "Walk away and I won't take away points."

[snakehalf]

"From a first year? In your own house? At an unsanctioned party that happened around a perfectly legitimate study session?" The saddest of big brown eyes, Sylvie!

[thenextbigdeal]

She sighs, "oh fine. Here." She hands him the crisp. She realizes she probably ought to make nice with Bolly. His dad would be a good connection to have post Hogwarts. "Are you having fun?"

[snakehalf]

Bolly shrugs. The upper years are even more aggressive at ignoring the younger children than the old rich dudes at the Flint Christmas party, but the level of gossip is rather more mundane. Sure, knowing who has crushes on who is funny, but it's also not really all that interesting. "The food is good."

[thenextbigdeal]

"Mmm, yeah. If the Puffs do anything well it's good," Sylvie said. Credit where credit is due and all that. "Slytherins throw the best parties." Do they? Eh, not particularly.

[snakehalf]

"Not yet, but give me a year," Bolly said. This was probably one of those things that he shouldn't say out loud.

[thenextbigdeal]

She can't help but laugh out loud, that was cute. She admires that determination and self-confidence. "We'll see won't we?"