I literally cannot stress enough how badly I need a party.

I have so many fabulous outfits and never any place to wear them to...

I felt that in my soul.

Okay but hear me out

Why would you go to a party when you can steal snacks from the kitchens and bury yourself in a cocoon of blankets.

I felt that in my soul ^

Sorry I didn't realise I was dating an OAP.

The fuck did you just call me, babe??

Babe.

Old Age Pensioner.

... LOVIE!!!!

<3

Every single time. Every single time I say it.

How do we always manage to get off of topic so quickly?!

This is why you lot aren't studying as much as you should! You all have the attention span of gnats!

... I'd rather party with my friends :)

Yeah

Too bad you don't have any friends.

This is... literally a groupchat... with all my friends??????

No passive aggression in the groupchat please.

-_-

BUT WHATS THE EVENT

WE CANT JUST GO THROWING PARTIES WILLY NILLY! THERES A WHOLE SYSTEM!

I'm just saying if we start throwing parties for shits and giggles we're gonna get a reputation.

Pretttttyy sure we already have a reputation mate.

:/

Willy nilly.

Do you think I enjoy living with the fact that that just came out of my mouth?

No. The answer is no, I do not.

I love you all but you're terribly boring to me now, so meet you down in the common room at 9. Be there or be a HufflePuff!

Take that back, I could never bore you.

Of course not, you're my favourite just don't tell anyone xoxo

... Does she realise this is a groupchat??

"Draco, darling open the fuck up!" Pansy yelled, banging on the door of Blaise and Draco's shared dorm room.

Blaise opened the door with his wand from where he sat at the desk. Pansy walked in, eyes darting around the room until she saw him, "Oh hello, Blaise! What are you doing here?" She asked, going over to kiss his cheek.

"You do realise I live in this dorm too, right Pans?"

She hummed, "Yes, of course. Where's Drakey?"

"In the bathroom," Blaise grinned and rolled his eyes, "If he wasn't so completely gay I would be jealous of how weird your friendship is."

"Most people are!" Pansy cackled. Just then, the adjoining bathroom door swung open and Draco walked out, hair wet like he'd just gotten out of the shower.

"Hey, Pansy." He greeted.

"I must know what colour you're wearing tonight," she demanded, grabbing a hairbrush and some clips to do his hair. "So we can coordinate."

"How do you know I don't want to colour coordinate with Harry?" Draco asked, smirking.

"Don't be ridiculous."

"Hey I'm offended, babe!" Blaise spoke up, "Why don't you want to match outfits with me?"

"Blaise," she sighed, "I love you but I would sooner die then wear your ugly clothes."

He glared jokingly, "My mother taught me to look charming."

"Charming isn't enough to make a girl want go d-"

"Okay!" Draco yelled loudly to interrupt, "That's enough of that. Mainly because I've been scarred enough already in my life, I do not need to add whatever was going to happen in that conversation to the list."

Pansy winked at Blaise, "Being charming is also how your son turns out to be a prude."

"I will hit you both round the head with my hairbrush."

Don't think I don't notice that Quidditch reference there.

Love you, you look beautiful <3

Xxxx

I don't enjoy seeing this shameless smut.

Tell Blaise to put his hood down! We were inside!!

He gets a cold head ;) <3

You were taking a picture of us??

WHY WERE YOU TAKING A PICTURE OF US??

To show my therapist.

... How do I make it my new screensaver?

Sigh.