Emma had waited until all of the players, cheerleaders, watchers, teachers and anyone else had left before she began to clean up the field and get it ready for the after-party. She had decorated the quidtich field in silver and gold. Silver and gold streamers along with lights hung from the stadium, showing that though Slytherin won, the school was still united.

There was a large bon fire located in the middle of the field, that would be soon hosting many hungry people that could toast marshmallows or any other snack food they wanted. Everything was ready, and she had just enough time to get changed out of her ref uniform.

Quickly she ran back to her dorm and put on ripped/faded jeans and a green short-sleeve hoodie, knowing that it would get colder once the sun went down. Tying her black hair up into a pony tail, she went back down to the field, already seeing some other people starting to arrive..

Chase wasn't sure why in the world he was coming to a party for a game that he lost. But, he supposed, it wouldn't be all that bad. It was a party after all and Chase, well, he liked parties. Most of the time at least... Chase saw Emma and went straight over. "Wow Em! This place looks great!" He said with a grin. "I still can't believe we lost to them though..." Chase spoke a bit quieter. "Now I owe Cassie a date!" Laughing a bit he watched as other people came about.

Cara laughed, then started talking happily to one of her slytherin friends. She was walking down towards the quidditch pitch, now wearing her trademark short, black skirt, as well as a silver and green sweater that looked two sizes too big for her. Underneath it she had a dark green t-shirt that had the slytherin crest on the front of it. Once at the quidditch pitch, she waved bye to her friend, and walked over to where Emma and Chase were. "Hiya guys." She said, bouncing on her heels slightly. "Good game, Chase. You make a pretty good beater." Cara added honestly, smiling at Chase. Cara also played beater for the slytherins, though she had been cheerleading for more than half the game. It really was quite difficult to cheer and play quidditch at the same time. She was the Slytherin cheerleading captain, so it was kinda important for her to be there for at least half of the cheers.

"Hi guys!" Emma said happily, walking over to her friends. "That was a pretty awesome game you guys played earlier today!" she said, before hearing Chase's comment about dating Cassie. "Yes, I'm sure that is extremely horrible for you." she said teasing him. Turning to Cara, she said, "I saw several of your cheer routines. They are really good. I'm the captain for Ravenclaw so I was watching our competition." she said with a grin.

Dream walked onto the pitch, holding up two huge bottles of firewhiskey. "Time to party, and time to drink my sorrows away!" she announced cheerfully. She didn't lose games very often but regardless of how she might seem on the field, she was a really good sport and she loved playing the game more than just winning it. She definitely preferred to win though! :P She looked around and saw that Emma, Chase and Cara were the only ones there so far. "Hey guys! I didn't mean to be early." she said with a laugh.

Melie had spent the time since the game was over locked in her room, not talking to anyone, just lying on her bed petting her puppy Pipa. After awhile she decided that it was time to get ready and slowly dragged herself off of the bed. She hated losing. They shouldn't have lost the game but that was life, it happened. She didn't really want to go to the game but she had promised some people she would go. Throwing open her wardrobe door Melie looked through it critically before pulling out a short denim skirt, a white t-shirt and a black sweater vest. She slid a pair of black ballet flats on her feet. She rand a brush through her long hair, the ends curled, and left the room.
Slowly making her way out to the pitch, she saw Dream arriving up a head of her, firewhiskey in hand.
"At least someone has the right idea," Melie said at she approached her friend. "Hi Dreamy. Hey Chase, Emma. Feel like spreading the wealth there Dream?" Melie asked with a smile, indicating the firewhiskey.

Cara grinned at Emma's comment. "Thanks, but I'm sure your team is going to be awesome too." She was looking forwards now, to when she could see the Ravenclaw team cheer. "Hiya Dream!" She said happily turning to face the Prefect. Just the person she was hoping to see, in fact. "Great game, Dream. The Gryffindors are pretty good." She was speaking honestly. See, despite what most people thought, Cara also had good sportsmanship, and she would have said the exact same thing had her team lost. Well, when she was younger things would have been much different, but now was different. Her and Dream had shown some serious rivalry during the game, and Cara wasn't afraid to admit that Dream had bested her there. Melie walked up, and basically ignored her, though Cara could see her reason there, so she didn't say anything about it. Cara didn't want to make either girl mad again, so Cara just gave melie a small, friendly smile, hoping that, at worst she would keep ignoring her.

Dream opened one of the bottles and was in the process of taking a large swig off of it when she heard Melie's voice behind her. She turned and hearing her comment, handed the other bottle of firewhiskey over to her. "I always share the wealth, luv." she said with a grin. She noticed that Cara was looking at Melie a little oddly and she remembered that the two girls didn't get along. She hoped that with all of the other reasons there could be to angry at the opposing team, Melie kept her cool since Cara was smiling timidly at her friend. "Yeah some of your teammates actually know how to play well." she said only half jokingly.

Melie accepted the other bottle from Dream and opened it, taking a long drink. This maybe wasn't going to be as bad of a night that she thought it might be. Melie turned to see who Dream was talking to and saw that it was Cara. She hadn't even noticed the girl when she arrived, and didn't acknowledge her now, she just turned back to her friends.
"You did a great job getting the party set up Emma, it looks really great. A bonfire is always fun too," Melie said. "I love to roast marshmallows." She took another sip, longer than the last, of firewhiskey. "Is there anything planned in particular or are we just chilling and having fun, listening to music and that?"

Emma waved over to Melie and Dream who had brought drinks. Grabbing a marshmallow, she put it on a stick and grabbed the peanut bar jar and knife. After the marshmallow was done, she put peanut butter on it and very quickly ate it before the peanut butter ran off. "Just chillin'" she answered to Mel's question.

Mark sat in the locker room for what seemed like hours after the game. Head hung in hands between his knees, he just hated the fact they had lost, Mark had never been the best of losers to be honest and this was a fine example of that.

After afew minutes he stood and made his way out back onto the pitch. Alot of the school had moved from the stands and down onto the pitch. As referee; Emma had organised the bonfire in the centre and Mark had to admit it looked good. If only it had been decorated in Gryffindor red, that woulf have been perfect.

He walked over to his group of friends and gave a ruefull look. "Better look next time i guess." he said to Dream, Chase and Melie before turning his attention to Cara. "You played well, and as much as it pains to say Slytherin had a good game." he smiled before cintinuing, "but if anyone tells Remy i said that i will deny it outright!" he finished with a grin.

Mark spotted Emma over by the bonfire with a marshmellow and approchaed from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing his girlfriend on the back of the head. "How long do you think i'll need to forgive you for letting them win?" he joked before kissing her again, this time on the lips, and grabbing a marshmellow of his own.

Emma ate her marshmallow, throwing the stick she was using into the fire, watching as several small flames burst onto it. Standing up, she turned around, but instead felt someone grab her around the waist. Slightly startled, she then felt the person on the back of the head. "Wow Melie, didnt know we were like this." she said with a sarcastic grin and glance over at Melie. The person, Mark who she had figured out since the first touch, then kissed her lips, talking about forgiving her.

Pulling back, she wrapped her hands around his neck and said, "I dont believe I was the one out there playing. Playing very well, might I add." she said with a smile before kissing him back. Letting her hands drop to her sides, she walked back to the main group

Liam had been sitting up in the Gryffindor stands, a bottle of Dex's Old-Fashioned SunRum in one hand, looking out over the pitch. He felt as though he had let down his team by letting Cassie get the Snitch before he did, and it was his custom to drink away a Quidditch loss. He took a swig of the spicy liquor, relishing in the taste as it passed his lips. He hadn't really registered Emma decorating the pitch, or that people were showing up below. He hadn't changed out of his Quidditch robes and gear, but just now heard some familiar voices down on the wide expanse of grass. He grabbed his broom and swung out over the wall, landing on his broom and floating gently to the ground, his bottle still in hand. He went into the locker room and changed into his normal clothes, just a t-shirt and jeans, and walked back out, heading for Melie, Dream, Mark, and Emma.

"So," he said as he walked up, kissing his girlfriend on the cheek and putting an arm around her waist, "you guys don't wanna lynch me right? I know I dropped the ball, but please, I'm too attached to my skin to be tarred and feathered at the moment."

Sabrina walked onto the pitch in her old jeans and a black InuYasha T-shirt. She wore flip-flops and had her hair tied up in a vey messy,. yet cute bun. thje way khai had liked it.

"hHey guys!" she waved as she got closer.
"Am I the first slythy to arrive so far?": she asekd smiling.


OOC: that's od... but i could have sworn that i posted in this thread already...
didn't I? and didn't cara as well?"

OoC: Sab, I've posted twice here already.

BiC: Cara stood and watched everyone, not wanting to interupt. Liam came up, and didn't seem to notice her like Melie, but she didn't mind. Then Sabrina came up and asked if she was the first Slytherin here. Cara coughed loudly. "Umm... Sab? Hi." She walked over to her friend and stood beside her. "Good job today, and I like your shirt." The last part was random, and she had added it as an after thought. (I'm an anime fan) Cara smiled at Sabrina, wondering who else was going to show up.

Melie was surprised to see Liam next to her, she hadn't seen him since the game, having gone straight to her dorm rather than the locker room. He gave her a kiss on the cheek and she could smell the alcohol on his breath, and knew that Liam felt bad about losing. Well he's not the only one Melie said with a small laugh, in her mind. She heard him say something about tar and feathers and gave a small laugh out loud.
"Don't worry, they have to get through me first," Melie said to him. "But it's not your fault, you played good, it was just luck I guess." She put her arms around him and gave him a hug, she knew he was probablly feeling really bad about it. Drawing back she took another long sip of the firewhiskey, starting to feel a slight buzz from it and offered it to Liam to have a drink.

OOC: srry! i was half asleep when i posted.
BIC:
Sabrina felt bad now for not noticing Cara.

"I'm sorry! Hi Cara!" she hugged her friend. And then she said, "oh you like my short? I got it at animazement. You should go with me some time!" she shotued happily and noticed MElie had a bottle of firewhisky n her hand. She didn;t notice her eyes greww very wide as she watched MElie take the sip from the bottle.

"Um... on second thought... why do't I go get some sleep..." she said as an after thoguht, staring at the bottle, her eyes wide as saucers.

" she was starting to shake, remembering the incident with cassi and logan, an the shard of fireqwhisky bottles...

Dream rolled her eyes at Sabrina walked into the room. When she saw the girl's reaction to the firewhiskey and her comment about going to bed, she glared at her. "That sounds like a really good idea to me Sabby. Why don't you leave? Maybe if you cry a little, you'll get Remy to go after you to make sure you're ok." she said snidely. She was sad to see that Remy's episkey spell had worked really well and Sabrina's nose looked normal again. She rolled her eyes again and deliberately took a large gulp of firewhiskey.

Liam took the proffered bottle from his girlfriend and took a long swig, then took a quick swig of the rum, mixing the two in his mouth. The effect was rather tasty and burned in a pleasant sort of way. He offered the bottle out again to anyone who wanted it.

"Thanks for the sympathy love," he said, kissing her on the cheek again. "We'll get them next time. I won't go down like this to the Aussie." He refused to believe that he was going to be called second best compared to Cassie, and was determined to beat the Slytherin Seeker now, and by near any means necessary without stooping to the snake level of doing things. He pulled the bottle back in for another swig before offering it out again. 'Oh well,' he thought, 'may as well enjoy myself for the time being.'

Sabrina was in shock for a moment as the smell of firewhisky was all around her, but when she heard Dream's comment she looked at dream oddly.

"Dream...what are you talking about? Why would Remy-" she stopped and then frowned and got rally mad, realziing what was going on.

"Way to be mature dream..." she said and locked eyes with her.
"I know you're jealous, but c'mon, do you HAVE to act like a 5 year old in front of everyone? And the firewhisky sure isn't going to help. I mean, what is you PROBLEM?" she said coldly.

Emma closed her eyes slightly, trying to block out the strong smell of firewhiskey. Opening them quickly, she smiled at her friends, rolling her eyes at some of the Grffy talk. She watched as Dream poked some fun at Sabrina, and Sabrina asked what her problem was. Jumping into the conversation, trying to keep everything peaceful between the two competitive houses, she said, "Well, I dont know about you guys, but my problem right now is that there is no music, or entertainment." she said with a mischevious grin.

Raising her wand, she flicked it, and dance music started to play from a stereo system she set up. Then, with another flick, some fireworks shot up into the air, and several brooms and quidtich supplies appeared in front of her. "Now I know this is a party for after the game, but I was thinking..that doesnt mean we still cant play. Anyone care to challenge me?" she asked, grabbing one of the brooms and quaffle. Looking at Mark and Mari she gave a raise of the eyebrows, wondering if they would play or not, and then she hoped that everyone could fly well with alcohol in their bodies, because that could end up to be an interesting mix. :P

Melie shot Sabrina a snarky look, wondering why the Slytherin always felt the need to be so high and mighty. Just because she didn't like things like firewhiskey didn't mean that the others couldn't enjoy it, she didn't have to partake, it wasn't like they were forcing her or anything. When she heard Dream snap at Sab, Melie, not purposely, gave a small snort of laughter and took the firewhiskey bottle out of Liam hand and took another long sip, looking straight at Sabrina as she did it. She heard Emma ask about someone challenging her to a quidditch match and Melie just stared at her friend.
"You do realise that most of us just finished what seemed to be the longest game ever right?" Melie said with a laugh. "No way I'm playing, sorry. I'd rather sit here and do nothing, but drink and laugh and maybe eat." Melie stood there for a little while, silently sipping her firewhiskey.

Cassie walked out to the the feild after an exciting party in the Slytherin dorms. She had changed out of her uniform and into a pair of dark wash skinny jeans and a green graphic tee wth a snake curling up the side. She let her hair out of the tight pony tail it was normally in for the game. She saw everyone partying and laughing together and waved, running foward. "hey Guys.... What's up?" she asked sweeping her hair out of her eyes. She hugged Emma quickly throwing a wink at her.

Emma grinned at Melie's comment, "Wealking." she said teasing her friend slightly, not meaning it at all. "And one of the reasons it was so long was because everyone kept fouling each other." she said, more to the Slytherins than the Grffyindors. Noticing that Mark didnt have a firewhiskey, she went over and grabbed him one, feeling someone hug her on her way back. "Hey Cassie!" she said, giving her friend a one armed hug, before handing Mark a firewhiskey, "I figured you were beginning to feel left out without having one.." she told him, before turning to Cassie, "And I am guessing you want one. Let's make that two." she said with a grin, accio'ing two bottles of firewhiskey one for Cassie and one for herself to slowly drink.

Sabrina heard Melie's snort of laughter and glared at her, but didn;t make it obvious. She tried to ignore the overpowering scent of the firewhisky and watched as CAssie and Emma both had one.

"I'll challenge you Emma." she smiled half-heartedly.
"Just make sure to keep the beater's bat away from Dreamy." she said and giggled.

Remy walked up to the field just as he heard sabrina say she was going to accept emma's challenge. He at first wondered what the challenge would be and then knew it was some sort of chaser challenge but he was in no mood to play chaser games especially if it meant not having a beater playing. He walked over to dream "come with me to the castle" he whispered softly.

People had began to show up and he kind of just quieted down for some reason as they got their re-greetings out of the way. He heard Emma's challenge and smirked slightly before shaking his head. "Losing to Slytherin's bad enough without letting you woop me as well!" He said with a laugh, obviously not all that annoyed at the loss, yet still wishing that they hadn't done so. He wasn't all to sure how Sabrina's comment about Dream was gonna go over though...

Dream smirked at Sabrina as the little twit tried to act tough in front of their audience. She took another large sip of her firewhiskey and then turned the remainder of the contents upside down, right on top of Sabrina's head that way she would stink of the stuff. "You're nothing to be jealous of, you idiotic puppy dog. You are an annoyance that I'm sick of putting up with. You're like a bee without a stinger. You buzz around, trying to be a threat and making a lot of noise, but there's absolutely nothing about you that's special or dangerous in any way. All you do is get hurt and cry and hope that other people will save you. I'm sick of your face always being around me and my husband. I know you have friends somewhere, so why don't you go hang out with them instead of pestering people who only put up with you because it's their job to?" she said, cruelly uncaring of the younger girl's feelings. Just then Remy walked into the room and made his way directly over to her. When he asked her to go home to their castle with him, her face melted into a look of adoration. "I was actually about to show Sabrina that I'm a beater on and off the pitch, but I'd much rather go spend the rest of the night in your arms, baby." she told him honestly. She waved to her friends and opened the locket around her throat. She then wrapped an arm around Remy's waist and kissed him softly. Holding him close, she touched one of the pictures inside and in an instant she and Remy had disappeared.

Cassie downed the firewhiskey in one or two shots and was ready to get naother one. Boy she needed it. Suddenly she heard Dream blatently insult Sabrina and her anger bubbled up. She could feel the heat rise in her cheeks and her fists began to ball. She was getting sick and tired of this stupid baby-ish action by Dream. So as she walked over to Remy Cassie charged at her, fists ready to attack when she and Salinas disappeared. She punched a fist into the open air and fell through it, cursing under her breath,

OOC: too late?

What a game it was. Logan was wired after the quidditch match let out, and he had heard wind of an after party. It had been a while since the slew of parties a few months back. And he decided to visit some friends. He knew Emma had decided to go, so after sprucing himself up a bit, he snuck a few firewhiskeys out of the kitchen and headed on out.

He could hear something going on inside the party, but it didn't sound good. Logan ran toward it and arrived just in time to see Cassie charge toward Dream. Dropping the firewhiskey, he began to run over, only to see Cassie punching nothing. Slightly confused, Logan looked around, but Dream and Remy were gone. He sighed and shrugged, approaching Cassie again. "Hey, Casscass. Doing alright there love?" He was unsure of whether or not he should reach out to her.

Before Melie had a chance to say good bye Dream and Remy were gone, but Logan had finally arrived.
"'bout time you showed up Logan!" Melie said bounding over to him and gave him a hug. Logan had the same bad habit of disappearing like Liam did and when both of them were gone, Melie tended to be bored to bits at times. "Did you get to see any of the game? What'd you think?" Melie asked him, sipping her drink.

Chase had found himself by the fire. He had kind of stopped paying attention and was now just watching the fire rise up while taking swigs of his firewhiskey. He noted, barely, that Dream and Remy had gone and shrugged to himself. "Well, their company was good while it lasted!" He said to the general public, not exactly speaking to any one person because obviously not everyone felt the same way.

Once the situation seemed to calm down, he picked up a bottle of firewhiskey for himself, and opened it up. It would be a good night after all. Logan raised a bottle to Chase with a smirk and returned Mel's hug. "You know me, Mel love. Fashionably late as they call it." He took a swig of his firewhiskey with an eager smile. The burn almost felt refreshing.

"Good game though, I'd say." He nodded. "Had me on the edge of my seat!" He laughed. "Though from a player's standpoint, I would have to say..." Logan allowed the sentence to drag on, and took a long sip of firewhiskey.

"Logan!" Emma said with a grin and a wave, leaving Mark's side, rushing over with Melie to greet her friend. "For me my favorite part was when Jo tried to hit Mark with a bludger." she said grinning, finding the previous event almost comical. "I wouldnt want him hurt, but still it was a funny idea." she said, nudging Logan slightly. "Don't you dare let Henry do that in our game!" she added, serious at the beginning but breaking into giggles by the end of her sentence.

Melie smiled at Logan, sipping her firewiskey as he talked.
"You'd say what?" Melie asked, placing her hand on her hip and sticking her hip out to the side. "That I was the best player out there? Yeah I'd say that too, I mean, I now hold the school record for scores in a game and all." Melie said with a cocky smile on her face. Melie's mouth broke into a big grin and leaned forward and gave Logan a peck on the cheek, "I'm glad to see you though! We have to hang out again soon! Get into a bit of trouble again." Melie said quickly before turning to go back to Liam, tripping slightly as she went.

Logan took the bottle from his mouth when it was half empty and took a breath. "Yeah, I guess you were okay..." He said in a sing-songy way, but put an arm around her shoulders momentarily so she'd know it was only a joke. "Nah, you're good, Mel, and most definitely. We can't have the school thinking that we've gone straight!" He laughed, and turned to greet Emma. In the excitement he gave his roomie a hug. "Oh you don't have to worry about that. He's not going to be anywhere near the bludgers box, never mind the actual things themselves." He laughed. "Could you even imagine?" Logan asked, not wanting to contemplate the possibilities.

He turned to see Mel as she tripped slightly. "Alright there?" He bent down, should she need a hand, but he figured that Liam would be able to handle the situation. He turned back to Emma, "So? Is this a first time experience for you?" He smirked, pointing to her drink.

Sabrina had been stabding there, half hoping that dream wouldn't pull anymore bull, and half wishing she could beast the snot out of dream without getting expelled, not that she could physically do that. she had to admit, dream was older and could whip her butt. but she wouldn't admit that.

But suddenly, her mood completely changed when dream spilled a drink on her head.
"WHAT THE HELL?!" she screamed, but dream was gone.

'i'll show her that i'm not a littlepuppy.' she thought.

"Im gonna play with the big dogs now." she said She was reluctant to take a swig of firewhisky, but as she opened the btotle, she scrunched up her nose and took a short swig.

She coughed slightly, the burning sensation in her throat was not enjoyable. But surely she would get used to it.

She made sure she didn't look like she felt and smirked.
"good stuff." she said and said, "be right back..." she ran over to a bush about a yard off and hurled a little.

Then she ame back, wiping her mouth on her arm and walked back to her bottle of firewhisky.
"on second thought, i'd rather not accept that challenge em.... i take it back.." she said. she held in ehr tears, realizing that if she cried she would be called a baby. she wanetd desperately to prove dream wrong.

Emma laughed slightly as Melie tripped, knowing that her friend would be ok and that Liam would become a knight in shining armor to save her. Turning back to Logan, she grinned as he asked about her drink. "No, I've had some before, though it's no more disgusting. I'll have a couple of sips by the end of tonight." she said, glancing down at the drink that she was holding in her hands.

"This most be routine for you though." she said lightly, before adding, "There's more in the cooler if you need some. Just try to keep your head." she said with a grin.

Sabrina looked at Emma and said softly, "you've never drank firewisky before?" she said, taking a swig, ognoring the burning, and trying to not make a face.

The smell was burning her nose.
"I like it." she said, trying to convince them.

Laughing, he took another sip. "Geez, imagine that. My roomie the rebel!" He teased her. "Will certainly try," Logan saluted, in regards to the comment about keeping his head. Taking another few short sips, Logan heard a familiar voice at his side. Sabrina was standing there, with a firewhiskey! Shocked, Logan took a double take.

"Are my eyes decieving me, or are you really holding a firewhiskey right now?" He chuckled, swigging his own. Although he gave her props, she really didn't appear to be enjoying it. He smirked, and reached into the cooler for a butterbeer.

"Here hun, don't torture yourself if you really don't like it. Great to see you again by the way!" He gave a sincere smile to Sab. He quickly finished his bottle of firewhiskey, and was really tempted to grab another one, but he decided to wait on it. After a solid month of not touching a drop, I should probably slow it down he decided. More horrified at the thought of not having partied for a month rather than being extremely sick.