Blunt the Knives, Bend the Forks~ [RED]

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The loud music, the impossible lights and the smell. It was suffocating, it gave him a headache, and Yujin hated every second of it. Why did he even bother to go out with his fellow students? It's not like any of them would actually remember who went to party and who didn't in the morning, from the amount of empty bottles of alchohol that were thrown all around. It was simply disgusting, and the fact that some people took joy of those events was beyond him.

So yeah, they finished their first week of OWLs, but it only meant that they had to study harder for the second one, not to party and drink and lose their bloody heads like a group of barbarians. And while the Herbology exam was over, Astronomy was next week, and Yujin was determined to get at least an 'E' at it, even if it was his worst subject by far. But instead of burying his head into a book, he was sitting here and doing practically nothing. He honestly hated himself sometimes.

But, of course, he knew that he wasn't leaving anytime soon. He won't be the first one to leave, won't risk the chance that someone could see. Oh, no. Instead he was going to sit here and hope that some of the students would pass out soon, just so he would be able to offer to help and drag said student back to the castle. He would even seem like a nice, considerate person, at the same time. Sacrificing his own partying time to help other students in distress. Oh, joy.

And he hadn't even had the time to feed Prince Charles yet, which probably means that the cat was going to ignore him for a week, aside from the regular demand for food. Just bloody fantastic. Gritting his teeth and twirling his strawberry syrup with the tiny umbrella, Yujin nodded curtly to one of the drunken boys, that mumbled something incoherent to him before moving toward a larger group of student, giggling when he stumbled upon himself on his way. Merlin, but it's pathetic.

Laying the umbrella down and taking a small sip from his drink, Yujin turned a little in his stool, that stood by the counter, to get a better look around the pub, hoping to find someone familiar and tolerable, or just some way to pass the time.

[Raphael Dane]

A party. Any excuse was a good excuse as far as this guy was concerned. Mostly, the pub was full of fifth years who were happy to have finished the first week of their OWLs and needed a chill out time. That was him a year ago, though he spent pretty much every night of his OWL period getting hammered. What did it matter? He still passed. Just.

So, while he couldn't exactly say that he was part of the group, he did like to use the excuse that he was celebrating the fact it had been a year since his last OWLs, which seemed a good enough excuse to party to Rahel.

He'd been out for a while, and he was getting to a rather dangerous level of drunk, whereby he was already feeling bored with the group of pretty fifth years who'd been trying to chat him up for a while. He turned to the barmaid and order a load of shots, challenging the girls to see who could down the most. Obviously, Raphael won, and soon the girls were hardly able to say up right, and Rahel had been taken over the line. Who needed girls?

He picked up the remaining three shots from the tray and headed away from the girls who were no longer of interest to him, and his eye caught on someone sitting alone at the corner of the bar. Raphael headed that direction and held out one of the remaining shots to the guy. "Cheers, mate," He downed his before hopping up on an empty stool.

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And it was boring. Sighing softly, Yujin glanced at a charmed clock with the flying brooms on the wall, only to sink further in his seat in despair. There's no chance that he would manage to leave in the following hour, it would be way too early. Even two hours won't be late enough.

Usually Yujin managed to cope with it, forced himself to put up with it, but it was the middle of the exams, the OWLs, and if it would have any effect on his studies... He shuddered. Can't let it happen. If he won't manage to get a high profiled job after his graduation, all his hard work would be worthless. What's the point of being a wizard, then? Yujin put his syrup aside and picked up the umbrella again, fiddling with it absent-mindedly, Maybe there's a back door somewhere...?

Yujin was already leaning backward on his stool, narrowing his eyes a little and trying to see beyond the bar, when suddenly someone stood just in front of him. Lifting his gaze, Yujin eyed the offered glass warily, before looking up at the other boy. Yeah, he should have left long time ago. Drunken people. All around, only drunken people.

Forcing himself to smile, he shock his head. "You have it, Dane. I need to bring them back in one piece." Yujin gestured toward a group of Fifth years. A lie of course. He didn't recognize any of them, not that it really mattered. In their condition, if he would only go there with a few beers, they would probably declare him to be their new best friend in a heartbeat.

But he did recognize the Hufflepuff boy. Quidditch players knew each other, even vaguely. They had to, in a way. And Yujin also knew that Dane was older than him, which kind of stood up in the massive group of Fifth years. He placed the tiny umbrella back on the counter, before addressing the Hufflepuff again. "So? Came to join us in the celebration?"

[Raphael Dane]

It took a few moments before Raphael recognized who it was that he'd just approached as a player for the Ravenclaw team. He had some weird name that Rahel could usually remember, but with the amount of alcohol coursing through his system, he couldn't remember it and couldn't be bothered with the effort of trying to remember it. The point was mute - he was facing a Raven.

"You have it, Dane. I need to bring them back in one piece."

He shrugged and downed the final shot, wobbling a little before he settled himself on the stool. "Yeah right. They're regulars around here. They get home just fine, doll." Doll. Yep. Once he crossed that line he always called people doll for some reason he was still yet to understand.

Raphael watched as the other boy fiddled with a little umbrella. Who had brought those? Rahel had seen plently of brightly colored icecubes, courtesy of a guy who make aloco-cubes, but the umbrellas? They were new.

"So? Came to join us in the celebration?"

He grinned. "I'm celebrating the fact that I'm not in your position this year." He looked over to where the barmaid was and caught her eye. She gave him a wink and Raphael blew her a kiss. He loved that woman, he really did.

"So, how come you're not drinking?"

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Yujin watched the Hufflepuff taking the other shot, he didn't even want to imagine how much alchohol was already in the boy system. Probably more than most of the Fifth years, and that was bad enough on it is. Regulars, were they? He had no idea. But then again, he was far from a regular himself. Although unlike usual, Yujin really didn't mind the correction all that much. It wasn't as if the chances that Dane would remember anything from the conversation were too high, after all.

But upon the end of the sentence, Yujin paused and blinked in surprise, before the tips of his lips risen up with amusement. Drunken people were indeed weird. Is the older boy already in the phase of mistaking random people for others? "You might want to have some Gillywater, before you start saying things you regret," The last thing that he needed before the second round of the OWLs, was an avenging post-drunk Hufflepuff. "Or end up in The Three Broomsticks for the entire night," he added in second thought. Curious that, what do they do with their drunken costumers after work hours?

"Gee, thanks." Yujin replied dryly, picking up his strawberry syrup again. He raised his eyebrows a little as he watched the exchange. "I take it that you are a regular here, then." Honestly, he never really bothered to pay attention to any of the barmen and barmaids, or, actually, anyone who worked in a shop or a store, even those where he was a regular. It seemed rather pointless, to tell the truth.

Ah. So they were back to the drinking part again. Yeah, drunken buddies or whatever, no really his thing. "But I am." He said lightly and took another small sip from his drink, to prove the point. Taking the fact that he was still with the same strawberry syrup for the past half hour was completely unrelated of course. Or the fact that it was none-alchoholic. But then again, not everyone wanted to make a fool out of themselves in public, and Yujin was definitely trying to avoid that one.

[Raphael Dane]

Yeah, Raphael really needed to stop calling people 'doll' all the time. While he usually didn't remember that much of being drunk the next day, every time he got drunk he always seemed to remember every other time he'd been drunk. As if, drunk RED remembered drunk memories, and sober RED remembered sober memories. Who knew. Drunk and sober were practically two different people as it was.

"You might want to have some Gillywater, before you start saying things you regret. Or end up in The Three Broomsticks for the entire night,"
Raphael laughed. "Who needs regrets? Life is for living!" He lifted the shot glass as if to down in before remembering it was already empty and dropping it on the counter with a sigh. "And I've spent more than my share of nights in this place," His mind drifted slightly, recalling a few of such times before he added as a quiet after thought "Whether alone or otherwise..."

Once again, Raphael laughed. "Just think, next year you can be the one joining the party with the fifthies." Though Rahel had to admin, this guy did not look like he wanted to be here. "I practically live in this place, dolly-boy, it's more entertaining than the school" He. Was. Getting. Worse. Even though he knew he was doing these things, he still had no filter over what was coming out of his mouth. It was always like someone else took over his body when he got this drunk, doing and saying things that in his head he was already wishing he hadn't said or done.

The barmaid placed three drinks in front of him; one that looked like his usual drink, and two different shots too. One was clear, and the other a greenish color. Both were nice, he knew them well. He picked up the actual drink and took a gulp. Perfect.

Raphael curled his nose at the sight of the strawberry syrup that the Ravenclaw held. "You call that a drink? Please!" Quick as a flash, Raphael picked up the clear shot and tipped it over the other boys' glass. Most of it went in, the rest dribbled all over. But considering how drunk he was, it was quite an achievement that any had gone in to the glass at all. "Now drink." He grinned.

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Ah, so apparently he was stuck with the optimist drunker. Superb. Well, at least he wasn't going to start to cry over him or something and be overly emotional. Yujin had met this kind before, and he wasn't looking forward to another encounter. But the stupidity was definitely present. Yujin watched Dane trying to drink from the empty glass. Why was he even still here? "Right..." Yujin mumbled into his drink. Drunken people should not make him uncomfortable. But then again most of them didn't try to share their sex life with him.

"You mean, celebrate that I would have another year before my N.E.W.T.s while you suffer with them? Yeah, I guess that it could work." He had to resist the urge to roll his eyes, because joining any party would be a nightmare, but with younger students? Absolutely hideous. His fellow classmates were too childish for his like, so the younger ones would be any better? Please.

Uh, what? Dolly-boy? That picked up Yujin's interest again, and also his discomfort. Because drunken or not, people didn't usually give pet names to strangers. But he pushed it away, and focused on the whole sentence instead, because that was something that he didn't know about the place, and he was always eager for new information. "How so?" He asked, resting his head on his left hand and tilting it a little, to be able to keep eye contact. "They have rooms like in the Leaky Cauldron?"

And more drinks? Seriously? Wasn't it enough already? Well, apparently not. Yujin was watching Dane handling his drinks and he nearly yelped at the sudden movement. Yes, it was indeed an achievement that any of it went into the glass, but unfortunately some of it also spilled directly on Yujin. "Hey!" He cried, his hand flying away off the glass instinctively, almost knocking it off. Ough. Bloody happy-free people.

Shaking his hand in disgust, Yujin removed his wand from the inside of his cloak, muttering a quick cleaning charm before putting the wand back. Checking that the barmaid hadn't seen anything, and making sure that he won't be blamed for anything, the Ravenclaw scowled hard at the Hufflepuff boy and then scowled even harder at his ruined strawberry syrup.

Even if strawberries didn't taste as good in pubs, due to the strong smell of the alchohol all around, Yujin quite liked his drink, thank you very much. No one messed with his strawberry love. In rage, he picked up the tiny umbrella again and point it at the Hufflepuff. "You owe me another strawberry syrup drink, mixed with soda." He said darkly, ready to start and poke the other boy with the umbrella if he would try to argue. Drunken or not, Yujin would get his strawberries back, or Dane would meet the wrath of his tiny umbrella.

[Raphael Dane]

"You mean, celebrate that I would have another year before my N.E.W.T.s while you suffer with them? Yeah, I guess that it could work."

Raphael laughed. Yeah, he hadn't really thought about the fact he'd be sitting his NEWTs this time next year. But then again, he didn't really care, either. "I'll be here." He sent the Ravenclaw a wink then returned to giggling again. If next year was going to be anything like last year, Rahel would spend most of his NEWTs drunk out of his mind, barely making it out of the exam before being back on the bottle. 

The mention of being able to stay in the Three Broomsticks clearly caught the other guy's attention and Rahel grinned. Finally, some interest in the conversation, eh?  "Course they have rooms? Alcohol leads to meeting people. Meeting people leads to flirting. And flirting leads further. Any pub that doesn't want people going humpy-bumpy between the trashcans offers rooms out cheap." Raphael grinned, awaiting the horrified look it was expecting to see at the mention of doing stuff in a back alley somewhere. Guilty as charged, but hey, he wouldn't mention that part. 

Raphael sat there chuffed that he'd managed to get most of the shot into the drink, and not even slightly bothered about the umbrella now pointing in his direction. He watched as the Ravenclaw pulled out his wand and cleared himself up, before turning to scowl at him. He just grinned. 

"You owe me another strawberry syrup drink, mixed with soda."

He rolled his eyes. "No, you need to take a proper drink of something. Besides, it's a fruity shot in a fruity drink. It'll taste good." He took another large gulp from his drink and set it down on the counter. 

With a grin, Raphael stood and leaned over the counter, his body blocking out the view of him holding the other shot from the boy next to him. He caught the attention of the barmaid again and nodded to the spoilt strawberry drink, signalling that he wanted another one, but subtly lifting the shot glass out of view of the other guy. It was enough for the barmaid to know what he wanted her to do. God, he loved that woman sometimes. 

Turning his attention back to the guy still scowling at him, Raphael downed the shot that was left and still stood in front of the guy, hoping that if he kept the guys attention then he wouldn't notice the barmaid slipping a shot into his strawberry and soda drink, and Raphael had asked for. "I still think you should at least take a taste of that, doll." He was a little too far in his personal space and he knew it.

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Yujin did his best not to sigh. Dane seemed completely on high, laughing and giggling and drinking more and more. It seemed to only worsen, which should sign him to leave, or at least to excuse himself and find some better company. But in a room full of drunken people, there was hardly anyone worth talking to. "Of course that you'll be here." Yujin said flatly, but he couldn't stop the bright shade of pink that crept up his neck, at the boy's antics, feeling himself flushing against his will. Because it could definitely be considered as flirting. And while Yujin was more than used to flirting girls after growing up with four sisters, he wasn't used to flirting boys. At least his flush was hidden well under the illumination of the pub.

Okay... he could really live without the visual. He wrinkled his nose at Dane's words. "Charming," he commented. He was thinking about the opportunity of being able to visit Hogsmeade for a few days with his family, without having to travel everyday via Floo Network. He went with his family to Diagon Alley many times, but they have yet to see Hogsmeade, and The Three Broomsticks was a great location for a stay. But obviously the Hufflepuff's thoughts took a completely different direction. "While I'm sure that you know everything that there's to know about it, please don't feel obliged to share." Merlin, maybe he really needed a drink. Just to add another reason for him to hate pubs. He didn't want to hear about people's quickies.

Even threats were not enough nowadays. "No." He said sternly, "What I need is my strawberry drink. I don't drink alcohol. I don't like alcohol." He kept glaring at the Hufflepuff. And then Dane stood up to order another drink, and Yujin found himself appreciating the view. But he averted his gaze almost immediately upon realizing that he was checking out the other guy. Even though everyone in the pub was probably drunk enough not to notice anything beside the next firewhiskey that they were doing to drawn, Yujin wasn't going to take the chance that the barmaid would notice. Dane seemed to know her well, and gossips flying around was the last thing that he wanted. He prefer the quiet life by far, when hardly anyone in Hogwarts knew personal information about him. Nothing use-worthy at least, and he intended to keep it that way.

Although he had to admit that Dane had a very nice build indeed. Unlike Yujin, who was just naturally slim, although he played quidditch as well. He didn't exactly had the build for a Chaser, but he wanted to make it into the team and just like with everything else, he relied on practice and practice and more practice. Abs or broad shoulders weren't part of the deal, and neither did talent when he finally made it to the Ravenclaw team. Dane was far more suited for it than him. Yujin glanced at him, only to see that, of course, the Hufflepuff was still drowning himself in alcohol. That couldn't possibly be healthy.

And there, the pet name again. Somehow it started to make him very uncomfortable, and that simply won't do. Drunk or not, he needed to draw some line there. And if he felt uncomfortable, the least that Yujin could do in return was to make the older boy uncomfortable too. He leaned in Dane's direction, closer than is social acceptable, and lowered his voice. "Why?" He asked softly, making sure to retain eye contact all the while. "Are you trying to get me drunk?" He gave the other boy his most inviting expression, drawing even nearer and lingering next to the Hufflepuff for a moment, before he drew back quickly and leaned again against the counter. He poked the small umbrella again and looked at the direction of the barmaid, waiting for his new strawberry syrup to arrive, and hoping that now he would have the upper hand for a change, and have some control over the conversation. But honestly? Even that made him uncomfortable.

[Raphael Dane]

The only thing that Raphael seemed to be doing tonight was laughing and giggling, which for him, was fairly normal after a few (lot) of drinks. He was a happy drunk... and a bit of a slutty drunk too, he would admit to that, but he though they were the best kinds of drunk you could be. Who wanted to be one of those mopey drunks who cried on everyone? Or one of those really angry drunks who got kicked out of everywhere for starting fist fights and smashing glasses of people's faces? No, happy and flirty was the way to go.

"While I'm sure that you know everything that there's to know about it, please don't feel obliged to share." 

He wasn't sure why, but that was enough to set him off giggling again. He grinned at the Ravenclaw. "Sounds like someone's not a fan of the humpy-rumpy stuff." That was the stuff that made life so fun, he didn't know how anyone could not like to have some clothes-free fun every now and again. Anyway, he was just saying it to wind the other guy up. 
  
"What I need is my strawberry drink. I don't drink alcohol. I don't like alcohol."

Raphael was pretty sure his jaw just hit the floor. Didn't like alcohol? What person in their right mind didn't like alcohol!? "Have you ever tried it?"  This guy was crazy... no wonder he seemed so... cranky. He really needed to loosen up a bit. So, Raphael ordered him a spiked drink. A bit of alcohol in his system wouldn't do him any harm at all. 

Turning back, Rahel knew that he was in the other guy's personal space, which made him more surprised when he leaned into close that space further. Raphael grinned.

"Why? Are you trying to get me drunk?"

"Well, it certainly wouldn't do you any harm." The barmaid had made the strawberry drink and was just adding the soda to it when the Ravenclaw finally looked over to see where his drink was. Raphael gave the barmaid a wink when she placed it on the bar in front of him. Raphael reached passed him (he really needed to remember this guy's name), and picked up his old drink that Rahel had tipped his shot into. No point in wasting a perfectly good shot, he figured, and downed the rest of it, before looking back to see if the other had started to take a drink yet. Hopefully, he wouldn't be able to taste a fruity shot in a fruity drink... Hopefully. Raphael grinned again, for no reason at all. He picked up his own drink he'd ordered not long before. "Cheers," 

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Dane's happy-go mode, kind of reminded Yujin of his sister, Ayumi, when she returned after the drunk nights with her friends. And it was in no way a compliment. Although it was certainly better than some drunken states that he had seen, and actually was currently seeing in the pub, and from what he could tell, Dane had much more drinks that they had. Which was exactly why Yujin chose one of the places near the counter which had less chances that drunken people would go to. Simply because they would probably just drop into one of the stools that was nearer to the front door. And to the drinking display.

The Hufflepuff broke into giggles again, and Yujin rolled his eyes. Why? Did he look like he was a fan of random shags? "Yeah. It's called self-respect." He said deadpan. He didn't say 'you should try it sometimes', but it was definitely there, present. Although Yujin probably didn't add it only because it would have no affect in Dane's state. In fact, he could probably speak in another language altogether and it would still make sense in the older boy's mind.

Yujin was almost startled, slightly taken aback by the other boy's reaction. "Yes, of course." It usually just made him feel sick, and in worse times dizzy. Not that he tried much, mind you, but even the few times that he had tried a drink were more than enough. "I just don't like it." He shrugged a bit, before turning in his stool again, to check once more if any of the fifth year students already left, giving him the cue that he was allowed to leave as well. As much as he could be in a worse company by now, like throwing up students, Yujin preferred the company of Prince Charles far better than anyone else in Hogwarts. But, no. All seemed to be in place. Puking or not, no one was leaving just yet. Swallowing a groan, he turned back to the counter.

Wouldn't do any harm? Really now? Yujin lifted up an eyebrow. "You know, coming from you it's a little bit alarming." Honestly, the whole thing was absurd, but upon Dane's reaction – who seemed to be now on a default of laughing, giggling, grinning and even more drinking – Yujin was actually starting to relax a little and let go. Because even if he did rather liked his personal space to remain, well, personal, as far as Yujin could tell the Hufflepuff was completely harmless. And even if he was flirting, Dane seemed far too gone for any humpy-bumpy attempts. Not to mention being capable of remembering anything from this conversation.

His drink arrived then, and Yujin offered the barmaid a small smile, starting to feel self- conscious that he was ignoring her completely while the Hufflepuff seemed very familiar with her. He could always return to ignoring her when he would be alone in the pub. Not that it was likely to happen. Ever. Taking all the grins and Dane's general good mood to the fault of the alcohol, Yujin raised his own drink as a silent salute in reply. He twirled the liquid with the new tiny umbrella that came with the drink before taking a small sip. And it actually tested better this time. Pleased, Yujin fiddled with the umbrella some more, waiting for the time to pass and for his opportunity to leave.

[Raphael Dane]

There weren't many people around this part of the bar. Everyone mostly gathered around the other side where, on certain nights, karaoke was. Lucky tonight wasn't one of those nights, but it was still the source of the music. They had a muggle-style jukebox around there but you just needed to tell it what you were looking for and it would find it. You didn't even have to pay for the music. And, if no one had picked anything, it picked its own and made sure that the music kept up for the entire night. It was a brilliant little creation.

"Yeah. It's called self-respect."

"Nah, sex is awesome!" He giggled like a fool just because he could, and because he liked to laugh. "Don't be a prude, it's all good fun." There were so many girls in the school who were really prudish when it came to sex, but go out, add alcohol, turn on the charm? It was much easier to find girls who were willing. But then, Raphael usually found them, drank too much, then ditched them before they started for some guy on the other side of the bar. And such was life. On this particular night, Raphael had drank enough that he'd passed that line, but wasn't quite to the point where he was clamoring all over someone. But he probably wouldn't be long.

So, the guy had tried alcohol. How could he claim not to like it? The stuff was incredible! Besides, it wasn't about the taste of it, it was about the effect of it. It was the feeling of having alcohol in your system that made it worth while. It looked like the guy didn't want to talk about his abysmal history with alcohol anymore since he started looking around. He couldn't be thinking of leaving already, the party had only just begun! Besides, Raphael had only just ordered him a new drink.

"You know, coming from you it's a little bit alarming."

"Why? There's nothing wrong with me." He grinned. He was drunk, yes, but it wasn't like he was doing anything stupid, or throwing up, or whatever. He was perfectly fine. So really, what could be so alarming?

As the new drink arrived, Raphael watched carefully between giggles and grins, wondering if he'd notice that his drink had a little something extra in it. Apparently not, since he took a drink and didn't make any comment.

Raphael took another swig and stood, once again somewhat invading the guy's personal space. "So... if you hate parties and drinking so much, why bother coming?" He didn't mention that there was alcohol in his new drink. Maybe he could get a few into him and make him loosen up a bit. The guy looked like he needed to let loose and chill out a bit, instead of being so serious all the time.

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Yujin sighed when another giggle came. It really felt just like he was talking to his sisters when they were excited. Not that he ever talked to them about those kind of subject, dear God, no. But the next sentence made his pause and he looked up slowly at the older boy, scowling. A prude? Yujin fumed but he forced himself to swallow down the biting reply that stood at the edge of his tongue and keep himself somewhat composed. It wasn't worth it. Dane wasn't worth it. Well, drunken Dane, who was pretty much ridiculous. "Yes. Thank you for your input." He replied, some of his irritation audible in his voice. Because no. Just because he wasn't going to have a open and probably loud and giggly discussion on sex in the middle of a pub, didn't mean that he was being a prude.

The Ravenclaw huffed. Honestly, that statement clearly didn't deserve any reply. Yujin put the tiny umbrella down and glared at the Hufflepuff. "You are completely drunk and you most certainly won't remember this conversation tomorrow. In fact you are probably going to wake up with no memories of that night at all, or any other night like this one. Do you even know how many drinks did you had? I'm pretty sure that it passed the single digit numbers by far by now. And as it's not a one-time thing, some would consider you an Alcoholic." As well as Yujin would. "So yeah, it is rather alarming coming from you." Right... so maybe he was a little bit hostile after the prude comment.

Yujin looked up in surprise when Dane stood up, but didn't say anything. It's not that he was surprised if the older boy wanted to leave and find a better company, because honestly, Yujin didn't think that he was being a very good entertainment for the Hufflepuff at the moment, but he kind of expected Dane to end this evening smeared all over the counter, drunk out of his mind. Although... he didn't seem to be leaving at all. In fact, it was as if the older boy was suddenly too close to him, yet again. He knitting his eyebrows suspiciously at the Hufflepuff (because if Dane would dare to throw up at him... by Merlin's beard, someone would find his death today) and moved in his stool to face the other boy, so he won't feel like the Hufflepuff was towering over him completely.

Forcing himself to ignore the sudden closeness, Yujin focused back on the conversation instead. And yeah. Why did he bother indeed? The question of the century, or something, if you'd ask him. As Yujin barely missed any outing with the rest of the students that he had known off. But he could only shrug offhandedly, not having any answer to that. The Ravenclaw twirled his drink some more and took another sip, already having half of his drink finished by now. He made sure to keep an eye on the other boy all the while, the uneasiness slowly creeping up again.

[Raphael Dane]

Even drunk, Raphael could tell that the Ravenclaw didn't appreciate being called a prude, but that just made him grin more. Winding people up was fun. Urgh, what was his name? Rahel was fed up with not knowing.

"Yes. Thank you for your input."

"Just chill out, Yugio-boy." Wrong name. He knew it. He didn't care. Anything was better than nothing. Right, that was it. Raphael was just going to call him 'Yugio-boy' because he really needed to call him something, and even as time went on he just wasn't able to remember his name at all. Which... he should, but he couldn't.

"You are completely drunk and you most certainly won't remember this conversation tomorrow. In fact you are probably going to wake up with no memories of that night at all, or any other night like this one. Do you even know how many drinks did you had? I'm pretty sure that it passed the single digit numbers by far by now. And as it's not a one-time thing, some would consider you an Alcoholic. So yeah, it is rather alarming coming from you."

Raphael just laughed. ah, how true was that? "I'll remember talking to you. I know how much I need to drink to not remember who I've talked to, and this is before that point... I won't know what we're talking about, who whoopdie-dippidy-doo-da, who gives a screw-da?" He set of in giggles again at his own stupid and meaning less words, which, in his drunken state, sounded like the funniest thing he'd ever heard. "Anyhoos, alcoholics go to meetings and crap like that. I'm merely alcohol-friendly." In other words, completely in denial about just how dependent he was on the stuff.

Raphael stood and hovered over Yugio-boy, grinning down at him as he drank more of his own drink. His question only got a shrug in response as he took another swig of his drink. Already half of it was gone, and still no complaint about the added extra in it. Once again, Raphael caught the attention of the barmaid. He wolf whistled and she looked over, and he grinned and sent her a wink, making a motion to show he wanted more of the same. She gave a nod and continued what she was doing. Well, now that he had Yugio-boy drinking he wasn't about to stop there.

"Soo..." Raphael looked around. "Wanna dance? Boogie-woogie? Chacha? Tango? Wiggle your flippers?" Raphael liked to dance at parties - just go wild and have some fun. He wasn't in any rush to do so, but he figured maybe getting Yugio-boy out of his seat and moving would do him some good.

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The pleasure that the other boy took by his reaction, didn't go unnoticed with the Ravenclaw. Unless that it was just one of his usual way-too-happy drunken grins, of course. But he actually quite liked his name to remain, well his name. "It's Yujin." The Ravenclaw scowled hard at the other boy, clearly insulted. Honestly, even if his name wasn't exactly one of the common ones around the UK, you would think that people who learnt at the same school together and played on opposite teams would bother to learn each other names, but it seemed like it wasn't the case. Which, of course only darken his mood even further. He glanced again at the clock. It shouldn't be too long now. Maybe another half an hour and he would be able to go. Yes. He would be able to survive that much, surely.

However, his eyes jumped towards the other boy instantly as the Hufflepuff started to talk, and he tensed. Because, no. He definitely didn't want to be remembered by anyone tonight, or any other night. Aside from the fact that he was there and took a part in their stupid partying, Yujin didn't want to appear in anyone's memory. And definitely not Dane's, whom, it seemed, that he spend the better part of the night with. Dear Rowena… at least he wasn't covered in puke like two times ago. But as Dane kept talking, at least it seemed like there wasn't going to be any issue with this particular night. "You know? I believe that." He said simply, and took another sip from his drink. It wasn't very hard to believe that the Hufflepuff won't know what they were talking about. Yujin wasn't sure that he himself knew what they were talking about any more. Not with the way that the Hufflepuff was making less and less sense as the conversation kept going.

But if he won't remember, it also meant… no. Absolutely unacceptable. Yujin gave him another glare. "Well, then try to remember my name tomorrow at least, I'm not going to be called Yugio-boy." By anyone. Really, Yujin might lose his temper and steal one of the bats during the next Hufflepuff versus Ravenclaw game. Merlin knew that he was a better Beater than a Chaser by far, even though he didn't audition to that position. Surely it wouldn't hurt to put his skills to test in a real-game situation. Especially if given a good reason to. Like Yugio-boy. Guh. His sisters would have mocked him for years if they would have been here. And alcohol friendly, yeah. He definitely saw that. Yujin only snorted quietly, refusing to honor this statement with a proper response.

And the hovering continued, causing more discomfort to the Ravenclaw than Yujin would have liked to admit. What was Dane's problem anyways? Couldn't he just sit still and stop making him uncomfortable with sudden moves? Yujin didn't like sudden anything No surprises either. Make it clear and simple, or just don't bother him. Unless he was trying to be social, of course, and then he just suffered through whatever was thrown at him in silence. Not to mention that it just looked like Dane ordered him another drink, and the kind that Yujin actually liked, which was just making him more confused. Watching the other boy carefully, as if trying to operate his drunken (ough!) actions, the Ravenclaw had to force himself to keep still and keep calm and just drink his stupidly delicious strawberry drink.

Yujin lifted his eyebrow at the question, relatively surprised that the Hufflepuff was actually capable of moving. Or even considered himself capable of moving. "Er… no. Not really. You go ahead." He gave half a wave toward the direction of the dance floor, to signal that the Hufflepuff was welcome to leave if he pleased. It might be quite entertaining, in fact, watching Dane trying to dance in his drunken state, even though Yujin suspected that the older boy might actually pull it off. Probably not smoothly, but the Hufflepuff definitely talked as if he was used to that amount of alcohol in his system. Besides, he couldn't pretend that he wouldn't be enjoying the view in that occasion, as well as that way, the other boy wouldn't be able to keep pushing his boundaries and getting too closer than was social acceptable. You know what? Screw that. Shamelessly flirting and suggestive would probably be much more accurate at this point.