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So tonight we gonna party like it's 1999

WHO: Hogwarts student body!
TONE: Partaaaay
RATING: Who knows where this might go, let's say NC-17 to be safe
WHEN: April 10th
WHERE: Keith's place in Portsmouth
WHAT: Keith's family is away, so of course he's throwing a crazy party. Everyone is invited. If you don't know him, no problem! If you don't like him.. there's free food, booze and a good time, come anyway! Chances are you won't even see him. Maybe.
STATUS: Ongoing!

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[Of course the first thing he's going to do upon finding out his parents are going away for a few days at the end of the holidays is organise a house party. In one of the rare occurrences when what he plans is actually what happens, he even has food and drink and some awesome music, and has already plied the neighbours with a bottle of wine so they'll not call the police when things inevitably get too loud.

Always thinking.

He'd made sure everyone knew what he was doing, do you really want to miss this? Do you want to deal with his face after the holidays if you don't show up..?]

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[Sometime later in the night, Alfred's chilling outside, leaning against a wall with a glass of something obviously alcoholic. He's tried not to overdo it, okay??

...At least he's not stumbling-over-himself drunk. Just...gonna-stay-still-for-a-bit tipsy. He's not going to let his boyfriend be right about him being an irresponsible idiot. Not this time. >:c He's still up for chatting though! Social butterfly right here, yo!]

[Coming out with a drink of his own. Tony spies Alfred and gives him a nod, and while he doesn't exactly come over to talk to him he obviously has no problem talking to him from the few feet away he is.]

Looks like you've been having some fun, there.

Maaan, I didn't know they had parties like this here~ This is actually great! Though going back to school's going to seem like that much of a bummer later.

Howzit hangin'? You been havin' a good time?

[He's not slurring like a drunkard, but he does have the ramble on. So Tony should expect that.]

[Tony just raises an eyebrow at him, but then again he's had to go to a lot of parties just growing up as a Stark so he doesn't think it's as big a deal.]

Well, yeah. It's fun enough actually. How much have you even had?

Enough! [he sticks his tongue out.] How much have you had?

[Parties aren't something he's been a part of. He'd been born into a strict family that had, for a portion of his life, moved around pretty erratically. So he tends to go all out and not adhere to all of the party rules. He tries though!]

[Tony thinks for a moment then shakes his tumbler of half drunk straight scotch.]

4 of these and one vodka orange.

[While Tony knows he's very close to showing that he's been drinking, for now he seems very outwardly sober. Oh the joys of being introduced to alcohol young and having unlimited access at home and his Stark Industries based parties.]

Okay out here, buddy?

[It's the other Jones, coming out to see if his dorm-mate is doing alright being out here by himself. As he pops out of the door he lifts his hand in a wave and moves to lean against the wall beside Alfred.]

Wizards aren't big on drinkin', huh? There's some greenhorns in there, shit.

Oh...hey Keith! There's the host of the party~

[Alfred holds a hand out. MANLY BROSHAKE??]

Yeaaaah, I'm sayin'. Or maybe it's just because their parents don't wanna let 'em be all up and drinkin', I know my mom ain't all that big on it. I hope no one's making a big mess though.

[MANLY BROSHAKE INDEED. Keith grins and shrugs one shoulder.]

Mam'll clean it up if they do, or whip me around until I do it I guess.

[He doesn't seem to mind either way.]

My bro's hangin' out upstairs to make sure we don't set the place on fire, but he said he don't want nothin' to do with whatever hocus pocus I bring home, so he'll be stayin' up there.

Oooooh, scary magic!

[Alfred makes a silly gesture with one hand , then laughs pretty much at what he'd just said. Hehe. Scary magic.]

We're not gonna set the place on fire, s'just a bunch'a people chillin' out an' havin' a party, right? Ain't a thing wrong with that~ Nope. Not a one. Tho' hope no one tells my mom I been drinkin'. Fffffh.

That's what they said before they left, man! 'Don't give your brother any shit, and don't set the house on fire.'

[He pauses a moment.]

'Cept, y'know, not in those words, 'cause mam doesn't like us swearin' in front of her.

[Arthur has had one beer.

One beer, that with his embarrassingly low alcohol tolerance has him leaning against Alfred's side and letting out a grumbly, discontented little noise as he works on finishing his second.]

Y'know... [He mutters, resting his head against his boyfriend's shoulder with a long-suffering sigh.] If my parents knew I was dating you, they'd kill me. [A pause.] Pft.. well, no, they wouldn't kill me. Mum wouldn't give a toss, and dad would just.. give me that.. [He waves his free hand vaguely.] .. disappointed look he's been giving me since I was born. And he can't say anything. His brother married a muggleborn.

[He smiles. This is cute, and he'll have to remember to get Arthur drunk more often. LIKE IT'S HARD. Apparently he's a lightweight!]

Ohhh, come on now Arts. It can't be that bad. I don't think that it'll be that bad. Your dad's gonna hafta learn about this eventually, if it turns out okay for us, I mean...

...

Uhhh, didn't like...you say...one of your brothers is gay? So like, why would your dad even be upset? Jus' 'cause I'm a muggleborn? Because I'm pretty good at magic otherwise, so I don't think it matters.

[Ohh, this conversation is going to be the best conversation. Alfred's chill and all. But he talks too much.]

[Such a lightweight.]

Mm.. William is. That isn't even an issue. Father says he can put his cock where he likes as long as he doesn't advertise it. [Arthur wrinkles his nose at his own phrasing.]

But yes, that's exactly it. Because you're muggleborn is exactly it. I'm not about to be branded a blood traitor by him, but.. tch.. I know he'd rather I marry into another pureblood family one day.

Heh, you said cock.

[So mature. You're dating this, Arthur.]

Man, fuck another pureblood. Like whatever, I can do way better magic and when I get all up into the Ministry as an Auror, no one's gonna have nothin' to say. So theeeere.

[He looks pretty confident at that, and leans in to kiss Arthur's temple as if to reassure him that his father's opinion is not worth lingering on.]

Don't think 'bout things like that, man. It's a party, let's relax and have a couple more brewskis. [Hero!Smile^TM]

[Arthur laughs a bit, tipping his beer bottle against the nearest light to see how much more is inside.]

If you can become an Auror I do believe you'll outrank him in the Ministry. He'll hate that. [A pause.] You should definitely do it.

[Grins and kisses his cheek this time, softly...then laughs against it a little.]

If it means we're gonna be datin' for a while longer...then that's another reason for me to be an Auror, dude. S'worth tryin' to impress your parents tho', so that they like me. That way your dad can be okay with like...wherever our cocks are goin'.

[Ohhh god Alfred. Later you are going to regret this conversation but right now cocks is the funniest word.]

[It's a good thing he wasn't drinking his beer just then, or it would have gone all over the patio as he choked on it.]

I beg your pardon? [Okay so, sex is a thing, but that doesn't mean he's spent that much time thinking about it.]

I thought I already clarified that that isn't his concern!

Well no...maybe not. I guess. It's just...I want him to be okay with me is what I meant. You doin' stuff with me specifically.

[Alfred sips at his drink before he continues.]

...Uhm, maybe I'm goin' bout this the wrong way. I was having a random conversation with someone before, and...well. I was wondering if maybe we couldn't do more stuff together. In general. Does....that make sense?

[Staring now. Just.. staring, and then a slow red blush that works its way from the tips of his ears and across his face.]

A 'random conversation'. [His voice is oddly tight.] You wouldn't happen to have been talking to Gamzee, would you?

[Ouch. You got him.]

Well...I mean it wasn't a big one, but yeah...sorta. But hey, it's not just cause of what Gamzee said. It's also 'cause...mmm...I wanna do boyfriend things with you?

[He smiles awkwardly, blushing a bit himself...but hey, your blush looks way more attractive Arthur.]

[Arthur just puts his hands up, stepping back from him slightly.]

We are not talking about this here.

[Possibly ever. Right now, he definitely doesn't want to talk about it. If that is ever going to happen, it's going to be on his own terms, and right now the thought causes such an abrupt mental shying away that it's a wonder he doesn't defy physics and twist himself right out of existence.]

Better here than school or either of our houses. No one's bound to hear us that we don't wanna, an' if they do they'll like...forget. Because we're all piss drunk here, aren't we?

[He gives a small, apologetic grin. It's a little beseeching too. Please don't freak out.]

...Couldn't hurt, could it? But it's okay if you don't want to.

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