the_debt_of_time

was there and had been known to talk unabashedly while intoxicated. She was a female
Sirius, who tossed back firewhisky after firewhisky, barely taking a pause in her never-
ending chatter, which usually revolved around telling everyone how amazing she was—at
drinking and in general—and showering them with affection.
"A wand oath, though? What deviant things could you have gotten up to in your
youth?"
Mia scoffed at Ginny. "I'm marrying Sirius Black," she answered to a round of
nodding heads of understanding. "Make the oath or I say nothing. Everyone else has done
it."
The redhead rolled her eyes but gripped her wand regardless, meeting Mia's stare as
she spoke, "I, Ginevra Molly Weasley, swear upon my wand and magic to never speak
again, outside of those present," she amended the original oath, grinning when Mia
narrowed her stare, "of what I learn here tonight."
"Fine."
Without a moment's hesitation, Ginny shouted, "Never have I ever had sex inside
Hogwarts!"
Mia rolled her eyes and threw back her shot of firewhisky, watching with
amusement as the other guilty witches followed suit. "That one wasn't even daring."
Astoria gasped as Laurel drank her shot. "Mother!"
Laurel looked completely unashamed. "Don't judge me."
When eyes fell on Narcissa as she lifted the small glass to her thin lips, she glared
and threatened everyone, "Not a word of this to Draco."
"Gets pretty cold in the dungeons?" Ginny asked, waggling her eyebrows and
looking far too much like her twin brothers when she grinned suggestively.
Narcissa, with delicate grace, lowered the shot glass to the table and shrugged her
slender shoulders. "I suppose. It's quite warm in Ravenclaw Tower, though," she said with
a teasing grin.
Luna, who was sitting behind Mia on a stool with her legs crossed, braiding the
bride-to-be's hair, smiled serenely at everyone. "She is right. It's very warm," she said, and
then reached over for a shot glass to the shock and awe of everyone present.
Andromeda drank next, and Tonks laughed at her mother before throwing back a
shot of her own, followed by Fleur, who winced at the burn as it slipped down her throat.