The four girls stepped out of the great hall. The students from the schools Beauxbatons Academy and Durmstrang Institute followed behind them.

"Wow! So, Triwizard Tournament this year! All these new friends how exciting" Alica grinned.

"Just seems like more people to deal with for me." Angelina chuckled sarcastically.

"Wow, you really do need a drink," Frankie suggested.

"Girls" Miranda's tone was deep and serious "race you to the common room?"

Without hesitation, the four of them were running their asses off through the hallways and up the main staircase getting some seriously concerning stares from other students.

But they didn't care.

The group continued to run faster and faster pushing each other out of the way and casting hexes to slow each other down.

"Protego!" Angelina shouted as Alica fired a leg locker curse her way.

"Engorio" Miranda watched as her spell turned a statue two times the size of itself and blocked Frankie's path. She quickly ran around it and hurried after the group.

By some miracle, none of them were hit by each other's spells.

"AHA! I WIN." Alica yelled triumphantly.

The rest of the group stumbled breathlessly toward Alica totally out of breath.

"Okay you win this time but tomorrow night is a different story," Angelina said.

"Yeah, you wanna bet on that?" Frankie fired back.

They all fled into the common room and headed upstairs to crack open the fire whiskey.

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A couple of hours had passed and Angelina had gotten so drunk she was about to pass out. The rest of the girls were tipsy and giggly the soberest being Alica... what a surprise. "Hey, why don't you guys go to the common room to sober up before bed and I will tuck this one in." Alica gestured to Angelina who was slow dancing to no music with the almost empty bottle of fire whiskey in her hand.

Frankie and Miranda agreed graciously and headed downstairs. "Thanks, Alica." they both said simultaneously making them burst out into another fit of giggles.

Miranda and Frankie opened the door of their dorm and travelled down the stairs. The two of them toppled into the common room to find Lee Jordan, George Weasley and most importantly Fred Weasley.

They were smoking pot. Not surprising, but worthy blackmail. Frankie was laughing so hard to have discovered the boys like this, but the recent events of what happened on the train sobered Miranda right up. She was fuming.

The boys turn around, they have been caught. Fred and Miranda locked eyes.

To even see Fred's face she could punch his perfect brown orbs right then and there.

Fred walked up to them keeping direct eye contact with Miranda as he towered over her. "How lovely to see you again." His arrogant tone was all that Miranda needed to make her next move.

With the newfound confidence of the alcohol she lunged toward Fred and with all her might punched him in the arm, she wasn't strong in the slightest but her action took the whole crowd by surprise.

Fred stumbled back in shock and looked up to his friends and Frankie.

They just couldn't keep it together, they burst out laughing while Fred and Miranda were still angry.

"What the fuck was that for?"

"That was for the objectifying me on the train, you foul git," Miranda shouted.

"Oh yeah and was that before or after you ground against my dick?" Fred rebutted.

The rest of the people in the room couldn't hold back the gasps.

" FYI that little action right there made you look a lot like a whore"

"A WHORE... we both know who the fucking whore is between us you little shit."

"Okay, okay this is getting a little too heated" Frankie slurred, stopping the argument, looking out for her friend.

Miranda realised she was in a room full of people. But she didn't care. And she was still angry.

"Yeah but I'm not done with her! " Fred snapped.

"Neither I am" Miranda quickly replied.

George joined the conversation, he stumbled forward finally stringing a sentence together. "You guys still have a lot of unresolved issues and you know what I do in my house when the words just aren't working... we wrestle."

Lee cheered "Yeah come on you too!"

They could all see the unsure look strewn across Fred's face

Lee continued "Come on no punches or anything harmful, just wrestling"

"Are you guys crazy?! I will not fight her-"

But Fred was cut off.

Miranda sprung herself onto Fred charging at his core and knocking him onto his back. His shock only lasted about three seconds until he went into full wrestling mode.

Fred wrapped his arm over Miranda's shoulder, pushing to the right. Then he got on his knees to get ready to wrestle. Miranda's recovery was quick and she was on her knees, as well, within half a second. They waddled pathetically around each other.

Miranda aimed to push back his shoulders when he suddenly dove underneath her arms causing her to flip over his back. The whole crowd of three were cheering and laughing, high and drunk, happy to have ended up watching this situation.

She had landed with her face jest below his crutch and decided it was best not to look up.

Instead, she slid through his legs still on her back and when she reached the other side, pushed down his shoulders again. This time she was successful. Fred had landed on his back in a vulnerable position but thinking quickly he pulled Miranda down with him.

They rolled around on the carpet of the common room until Miranda caught Fred's forearm and pinned him down. He tried to squirm free but Miranda had him locked in.

George started counting down "5..."

"You know Weasley" Miranda teased

"4..."

"You really underestimate me"

"3..."

"I am so much stronger than you think" Miranda continued in an overly sarcastic sultry voice.

"2..."

Fred wrapped his leg around Miranda's waist and flipped her over. This time Fred was on top. Just how he liked it.

Everyone started counting this time.

"5..."

"Benny" He grinned.

"4..."

Fred leaned so close that their faces were almost touching.

"3..."

"Why don't you just kiss me?" He smirked

"2..."

Fred leaned in closer but little did he know Miranda had been slowly pulling her leg out from underneath him this whole time. She used his moves against him and wrapped her leg around his waist and slammed him over so that he was on his back once again.

She decided to answer his question.

"Because I have dignity Fred."

Miranda examined their stance.

"Funny how we are back to where we started." And with that, she pulled herself seductively up from his body grinding against him pushing past his waist than hips.

The look in his eyes was a mix of surprise, amazement and lust. She had done it again.

Miranda suddenly let out a hysterical laugh to which she could not contain any longer. She turned to Frankie who was also now laughing and then back to Fred to speak.

"I am sorry...*giggle* I tried to stay serious...but I mean" Miranda pointed to Fred, still laying on the ground and then her arm fell.

Lee Jordan took her arm, and still high as hell declared her the winner of the match. Who knows if they would remember this by morning.

Fred got up off the floor and shook her hand. "I'm going to bed you guys" He announced. Miranda pulled him into a friendly hug. Fred took this opportunity- "Goodnight whore" He whispered in her ear. Miranda chuckled.

"Sweet dreams... loser." she replied in a hushed voice.

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