round five: prompts (july 23-29)

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DAY	PROMPT	PUNISHMENT
Sunday (July 23)	Something very odd was happening to Zacharias Smith.	not allowed to dm (one/both)
Monday (July 24)	Character A wants to buy something that Character B says no to	write 300w of kurotsukki
Tuesday (July 25)	Secret Dating	not allowed to dm (one/both)
Wednesday (July 26)	Kissing lessons: character A has never been kissed so character B teaches them how	write badfic (with epithets)
Thursday (July 27)	Takes place entirely in the space of an hour	not allowed to dm (one/both)
Friday (July 28)	High School AU Pining	not allowed to tweet in general (includes replies, does not include dms)
Saturday (July 29)	Fake dating with a twist	not allowed to dm (one/both)

* feel free to edit/add new comments if more is written on the day; comments are meant to encapsulate everything that is written, not just the part that fulfills the prompt
** clarification - "not allowed to dm" is a punishment for the day after, not a preexisting condition

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aro's a/z (6/?)

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Being in the Slytherin common room was strange. It was awash in green light, save for the fireplace that didn't radiate much heat, and the specks of yellow light emitting from two lamps by the stiff armchairs. Zacharias didn't bother sitting; for one, both chairs were already occupied by Zabini and Bulstrode, who were carrying Harper, their Seeker, on their shoulders. For another, Zacharias had already tried them at the first opportunity he'd noticed they'd been empty, and they'd been stiff and awful on his arse. The cushions in the Hufflepuff common room were much better.

The room was in full swing, bottles of firewhiskey littering the small end tables and the floors, so you couldn't tell if one you picked up would be empty, already drunken out of, or unopened. Zacharias had luckily gotten his hands on two unopened bottles early on, and was making his way through his first, saving the other.

Tracey Davis came up to him and bumped her hip against his. "Smith," she said. "Didn't realise I'd be seeing you here."

"Vaisey invited me," Zacharias replied, "and any opportunity where Gryffindors aren't around, I'll take it."

"A shared sentiment," Davis said, and took a sip of her drink. "Do you think they're holding a losing party?"

"Only Gryffindors would do such a thing," Zacharias said, and Davis laughed before going to chat with Su Li from Ravenclaw, which meant that Zacharias was alone again.

He looked around, because the party had already been going for an hour or so and it wasn't like Anthony was terribly boring, but did he really have anything better to do on a Saturday night? Zacharias wondered if there was a way to spell the D.A. Galleon - he still kept the thing in his pocket, despite everything, just in case - but just for Anthony, and just for it to say please come to this arsed Slytherin party so I'm not talking to strangers like a loser. A few Slytherins had already given Zacharias kudos on his commentary, but Zacharias had heard it all already, and was starting to get bored.

Bored at a bloody party. Zacharias was right on thinking about leaving when the wall that the Slytherins were using to monitor who was coming in and out - they didn't give anyone else the password of course, they were just letting other people in the common room and had barred the dormitories - slid open, and Anthony stepped in, looking curious.

Immediately Zacharias made his way across the common room and said, "Oh, thank god you're here, I was about to leave."

"About to leave a Slytherin party?" Anthony smiled from behind his ridiculously thick glasses. Zacharias had always thought about asking exactly how thick they were, but never really wanted to bother. "I heard they were supposed to be good."

"You heard wrong," Zacharias said. "All they're doing is gossiping and drinking."

"That could be fun," Anthony said. He made a grab for a firewhiskey bottle on a nearby table, but frowned when he realised that the bottle cap was off, and after peering inside, Anthony said, "It's empty."

"That happens," Zacharias said. He held his one opened bottle, adjusted his one unopened bottle in his other hand, and ducked down under the table where a few more bottles of firewhiskey were hiding. Two were already opened, but one seemed to be sealed. "Here's one," he said, handing it to Anthony.

"Thanks." Anthony opened the bottle and took a sip. He scrunched his nose as he twisted the cap back on. "I always forget how much it burns."

"It's not that bad," Zacharias said, and took a swig of his own drink to prove it.

Anthony rolled his eyes, but he was smiling. He looked around the common room and said, "I can't believe I'm here. I've always wanted to see the inside of the Slytherin dungeons."

"It's not much to look at," Zacharias said pointedly, glancing at the walls with the moving green shimmers from the lake light glowing through the main window. "You ought to see the Hufflepuff common room, it's much more impressive."

"You should show me," Anthony said. "I've read all about the different common rooms in Hogwarts, A History. It's a shame they don't let us see all of them, even if we're not allowed to go in. I'm pretty sure we're breaking about three school rules by doing this, actually."

Zacharias rolled his eyes. "These are Slytherins, do you think they care?"

"No," Anthony said, and smiled at him. Then he said, "I suppose I feel rather guilty for being here. Not for breaking the rules - Hermione probably wouldn't like that I'm joining in celebrating her House's loss - "

Zacharias grimaced. "Why are you talking about Granger? I doubt she knows anything about Quidditch, anyway."

Anthony shrugged. "She's my friend. And no, I suppose not - funny thing, that, considering her friends - "

"Yeah, her friends." Zacharias scoffed and pulled down the rest of his first firewhiskey bottle, wiping his mouth when he was done. Anthony's eyes followed the motion. "Whatever," Zacharias said. "I'll have to be really drunk if I've got to listen to you talk about being friends with Granger and company."

"We don't have to talk about them," Anthony said, frowning. He eyed the second drink in Zacharias's hand, and then downed the rest of his firewhiskey in one impressive swig. "But I'd like to get drunk with you, if you don't mind. I don't think I have before."

"Really?" Zacharias said, surprised. He popped open his second bottle and handed it to Anthony, who at least this time took it slower while drinking. "If you get me hammered enough, I can show you the Hufflepuff common room."

Anthony raised Zacharias's bottle, before handing it back. "Cheers," he said, and Zacharias took the bottle from him.