Title: Who'd believe it was all my own decision?
Author: GlacierFlame
Furniture: mini-bar
Rating: PG-13 (partial nudity, alcohol (ab)use)
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Notes:: My first challenge � thanks to my best friend Nin for the beta job.
"Ah - this is much better. No roaches, clean sheets, and no hair in the bathtub."
"Only because you put it there, Malfoy!"
"So? Why are you angry? It's not like I took advantage of them or hurt them or anything."
"Yeah - but - wait! This room only has one bed!"
"What? Damn it- how could I have missed that! Oh well."
"You're not going to go complain and get another room?"
"What do I have to complain about? I already told the guy that this room was near-perfect. Oh, look at this! A mini bar! Now I'm definitely not leaving."
"Hmmph. Knowing your prissiness, you'll insist on the bed. So I'll sleep on the floor."
"Come on, Potter, don't be so stupid. You sleep on the floor and you'll get sick in no time. The bed is big enough for two."
"Well..."
"As long as you stay on your side of the bed. And don't try to cuddle up to me when I'm asleep, either."
"As if I would want to, Malfoy - hey! Don't open that! It'll go on the bill for the room, and when Snape goes to pay for everything, he'll find out."
"Nah, don't worry, I've got it covered. I already talked to him."
"What, you somehow knew that we would end up in a room with a bar?"
"Lets just say... the odds were good. Here."
"What? I don't want this-"
"Of course you don't, Potter. Don't worry, you won't get in trouble."
"Tell me again why I should believe anything you tell me?"
"Do you want to violate our truce?"
"What!?"
"That was part of the deal... you believe what I say, I'm nice to you."
"Oh... right..."
"So--drink up. We've got a long time to go yet..."
"I thought- I thought that we were all supposed to meet at the front of the hotel-"
"Potter. What did I say?"
"Oh. Ah- why, then?"
"Good, good. Have another."
"Thanks Malfoy. Mmm, I'm starting to feel all nice and warm..."
"That's the alcohol. Is this your first experience, Potter?"
"Mmm-wha? Yeah..."
"Ah. Better slow down, then. Don't want you puking..."
"Mmm... you're nice, Malfoy..."
"Eh- get off me! Potter! Get- OFF!"
"Hey- that wasn't nice- I mean- are you drinking?"
"A bit confused, Potter? Yes, I am drinking. I'm just going slower than you - because I know that we have nearly all night to piss around in."
"Piss... I gotta go..."
"Do I have to drag you to the bathroom, Potter?"
"No, I c'n make it..."
"Actually, you can't. Here... I'll hold you up - but don't expect me to hold your thing while you pee."
"Are y' sure, Malloy? It's really nice..."
"Be quiet Potter - hey! Stop that! Ever hear of aiming?"
"'M too pissed. Ha - pissed, pissing, heh, Mommy wow, I'm a big boy now!"
"You're crazy, Potter. Just sit down instead."
"Y've got nice hands..."
"...Did you really have that much to drink?"
"I like water..."
"Are you getting sleepy?"
"Mmmhmm..."
"Arrgh - here, sit on the bed. Drink this water that I have kindly gotten you - then you can sleep."
"Ooh."
"Well, that's one way to get him to sleep. Maybe I should take the rest of it with us - or I could really piss Snape off and just take the whole thing, shrunken, of course - and that way the drinks will keep cold, too! I'm a genius."
"Hey... c'mere... Maffy..."
"I'll forgive your slaughtering of my name, seeing as you're drunk - what is it?"
"Said c'mere..."
"Oof- Potter- let go of me! I have things I need to do, people to annoy-"
"Shuddup. Tryin' t' sleep..."
"I'll shut up when you let go of me! I-"
"Heh... That shut you up."
"Y-you're drunk, Potter. You don't know-"
"I'm not as drunk as you think, Malfoy."
"But - you won't remem-"
"What do ya know... I've found a way to get you to shut up!"
"Quiet! And - kiss me again."