you were supposed to be at slughorns dinner party at 7:00 pm. you felt too lazy to actually do anything; including getting up. somehow you did it anyway. remembering you were really in the mood for some food.

you changed into a black sleeveless leather dress matching with a black leather coat with some black velvet boots. you decided you’re ready to go.

you walked into the dinner party, as expected, everyone was already there. “social butterflies.” a raspy voice crept up behind you.