The Hog's Head

"I would like a kiss and for Cazz to turn away from the scene of me dying would be nice." He closed his eyes.

Cazz rolled her eyes getting up. "I am going to get a drink."

Alexandra rolled her eyes then kissed him briefly and then mimed shooting the bullet into his heart. She turned her head towards Cazz and grinned, "I'm done with it!"

She downed her drink before turning back to Alexandra. "Oh good I don't like blood everywhere anyway. Make sure you step over him."

Laughing, she got up and stepped over his body before she poured herself another glass of fire whiskey.

Vladimir sat up on one elbow. "Really? Come on when did you guys get so heartless?" He walked over putting and arm around both of them. "Now... what should we do?"



Cazz tried to wiggle out of his arm. "No contact!"

Alexandra shrugged, "Oh... Probably since you took advantage of your dying wish." she held a hand to her forehead, pretending to be traumatized. Stretching slightly, she leaned on him so he would let go of her Cazz.

Then she sipped her whiskey and looked over the rim of her glass at Cazz and grinned.
"Your turn to chose."

They both looked confused.

"What do you mean?"

"What?"

She turned to scrutinize both of them and raised an eyebrow. Poking Vladimir she explained, "You made me kiss you when I was being 007."
Then she turned to Cazz and took another sip before explaining to HER.
"It's your turn to choose where to go."

"It was worth ever minute of it!" He held her a little tighter.

"Um... to the field?"

She grinned happily, "Which field Cazz? The one in Hogsmede or the one at school?"
Alexandra winked at Vladimir cheekily. "That's what they all say sweet-heart."

Cazz started to skip out the door. "Hogsmade!"

" I doubt it, but what ever you say to make your self to feel better."

She followed Cazz out the door but murmered to Vladimir on her way there, "That's going to stop some kisses for a while."

Alexandra sprinted out of the bar and into the field.

She stalked into the bar and tossed a bag of coins onto the counter.
"3 bottles of fire whiskey." she muttered to the bar tender and surveyed the bar from the shadow of her hood while she waited. The bar was entirely empty which wasn't that surprising for the time she'd come in, all of the crowd were probably having parties at eachother's houses at this time.

Seeing that her order was up, she tapped the bottles with her wand to make them small enough to fit into one of her inner pockets then slipped them into one. She made her way out of the bar and was on her way back to Hogwarts.

Cazz sat down at a table ordering three glasses of fire whiskey. "What do you want?"

Vanity cringed, remembering the last time he had gotten drunk and woke up, naked, in the great lake. The giant squid was not pleased, to say the least.

"Butterbeer....Just...Butterbeer."

Looking over for a moment she watched his expression before cringing, slowly turning to the back wall. 'I don't really need to know.'

"What are we going to do this evening"

"Well, first I plan to get you wasted." He said seriously, picking up the mug of butter beer that had been set infront of them. "Then, once you're nice and loopy, I'll sweet talk you," he took a sip of his drink, sighing in relief at the taste. "I'll lead you into bed and caress you and kiss you and, well, you know what will happen next."

(O.O wow... its going to be a little wired when I see you again. Your sleeping on the couch this weekend!)

Cazz looked at him for a moment before putting down her drink. She laughed a bit before looking up at him. "Seriously? You think I would ever kiss your disco pants wearing ass much less let you get me in the sack."

( Like you aren't used to my constant come-ons...Then again...I do fear the wrath of Penelope .__. )

"You would be drunk." He replied cheerfully, taking another swig of his drink. "I'd like..convince you I was young Dumbledore or somethin'." He scratched his cheek and shrugged his narrow shoulders.

(as you should Mum's got a pimp hand)

Cazz downed her drink quickly looking over at him. "No way. I would never hit that not even with a stick."

( I SWEAR TO GOD, MS. PENELOPE, I AM NOT TOUCHING YOUR DAUGHTER ;A; )

"Young Dumbledore? What are you saying? That man was a God!" He grinned happily, leaning back. "Not to mention he was gay - ahhh, why must all the good wizards be before my time?"

(hahahaha....)

Cazz laughed a little. "Well I don't think he was 'god' But he was a pretty cool guy so I herd."

( -unamused- She scares me sometimes. I love her all the same, though c: )

"Fineeee asss hellll." Then again, all he could go off of were old drawings of him - and, frankly, he found Napoleon 'fffiiiinnneee asss helllll' too. So, that wasn't really saying much.

(YOU BETTER!)

"So when did you get here haven't see you around till the last day of school and you surprised me! Your parents alright."