It’s 2 in the morning, and you and Tom are asleep when you are startled awake by the sound of glass shattering. You lightly tap Tom on the shoulder.

Tom: "Yes, doll, I heard it." You: "Then, why aren't you moving?" Tom: "I'm trying to give whoever is dumb enough to break in a moment to reconsider life."

Just then, you both hear "Call Me Maybe" being drunkenly sung at the top of somebody's lungs. As you go to investigate, you and Tom see Mattheo, Draco, Enzo, Theo, and Regulus in a very drunken state.

Blaise is standing nearby, shaking his head. Blaise: "I tried to talk them out of this, but they refused." Tom rolls his eyes, exasperated. Tom: "Doll, go get my wand." You look at him for a moment, slightly concerned. You: "You're not going to Avada them, are you?" Tom gives you his usual unreadable expression. You sigh, knowing better than to ask twice. You: "One wand coming right up." You hurry off to fetch his wand, hoping this chaotic night doesn't escalate further.