“ She said we're not allow to go to the bar but not that the bar can't come to us. ” – an amused Godric to Rowena while showing her a bottle of alcohol that he stole
Rowena looked at Godric with a puzzled look. Helga prevented them both to go to the bar this night. Some things about them being “too reckless when they’re drunk” and “needing supervision”. Rowena disagreed, but the Hufflepuff knew how to be persuasive. So she resigned not to go tonight. It didn’t really matter, she knew she was going to spent the night with Godric anyway. She was actually waiting for him when he came with the bottle. She couldn’t help but laugh.
❝This is actually clever! But don’t you think we’ll wake them up?❞
There was no yard in the house they were staying in this time, meaning they were both in the living-room, trying to make as little noise as possible.
❝We’ll be careful. And, honestly, that’s on them for not letting us out.❞ Seeing that Rowena was a bit hesitant, he added with a smile: ❝ Alright, Rowena Ravenclaw, let's do a drinking game: every time you overthink something, or ask too much questions, you drink.❞
❝You should just give me the whole bottle right now then.❞ She answered, amused.
❝Don’t tempt me. You’re saying very interesting things when you’re drunk.❞
She couldn’t help but laugh before punching his arm. She didn’t mind the teasing. Not tonight at least. Very quickly, she gave up into the mood and the two just started drinking, talking about anything and everything and just laughing together; trying - and failing - to keep their voices low. Before they knew it, the bottle was finished. But they didn’t notice it for they were so into their conversation, which was about their new passions: archery and sculpture.
❝... And so just like that, Salazar told me I should give up. Can you believe it?❞
❝What a moron! Don’t you dare listen to him. You’ll make a great archer.❞
❝You really think that?❞
❝Obviously! Plus, archery is so cool. I mean, imagine not even needing to be near your enemies to destroy them! We’ll just have to figure out a way for you to walk around with your sword, your bow and arrows. That’s a lot but I’ll help you on that... Actually you know what? I just got the best idea!❞
She really did not. But Rowena didn’t leave Godric the choice, and made him wait for him in the living-room while she ran upstairs. She quickly came down with Godric’s bow, some arrows and three of her own sculptures. She aligned the sculptures and gave the rest to Godric, which was now a little confused. And the alcohol didn’t help.
❝If your best friend don’t support you then it’s officially my role. Training session’s open. Try to aim at those sculptures.❞ She said proudly, like alcohol didn’t just give her a very stupid idea.
❝But I don’t want to break something you did!❞ Godric complained, like it was really the only fault in this plan.
❝Don’t worry, they were my very firsts, I made like hundreds of them now, much prettier. I decided that their fates will be to be used as a practice target.❞ Seeing how hesistant he was, she add with a little smirk: ❝I offer you this: For every one you hit, I’ll have to answer one of your question. You can ask me anything, and I’ll have to be 100% honest. I swear. So, what do you say?❞
Godric’s eyes immediately lit up, sign that Rowena’s proposal was worth the try. None of them seemed to consider their level of inebriety anymore. They were so sure that they were in possession of their abilities. But they were not. And it was not a surprise that Godric’s arrow, instead of hitting one of the sculpture, just ended up breaking one of their host’s vase. In a very noisy way. They immediately looked at each other, realizing what they had just done and the consequences that were going to follow. Especially when they heard Salazar screaming ❝What the hell is happening downstairs?!❞ from his room.
❝Uhh... I think we’re in trouble.❞ Rowena said, not able to stop herself from laughing either way.