overdosed on confidence

zach zabini sixteen. socialite. twin . death eater. quidditch beater. resident wine-o and beats expert. dance and fashion snob. wishes to remain indifferent in a world that has ruined his vibes. ━ ━ ｛ ∭ ｝ ━ ━ ❝ I might be too strung out on compliments, overdosed on confidence. Started not to give a fuck and stopped fearing the consequence, drinking every night because we drink to my accomplishments. ❞

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scrpiusmal.

Scorpius had barely managed to drag himself from his dorm and still he sit by idly. Perhaps he’d lost his touch but these days, he didn’t feel like partying as much as just getting drunk. Still he went; a little over dressed for the pool but he was sure no one would notice. “Did you want something?” He asked to the person that’d sat next to him.

Zach was going to leave soon. This party held no appeal to him. But he couldn’t leave without so much as gracing Scorpius with his presence. “I wanted to have a good time, but it looks like that won’t be happening tonight. At least not here. Was thinking of ditching with Carrow. You wanna come?”

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serpentinadia.

Nadia’s face lit up in a way that only her brothers—-brother—-was able to cause. With a wry smile, she set the glass down, “Can you even fathom how they’d react to quality wine and liquor? Can you imagine if our grandmother tasted this? That would be a memory for the pensieve.”

"They wouldn’t know what to do with themselves. They’d probably prefer their piss beer.” Imagining his poised grandmother taking a sip of a wine that was tainted with bubbles was enough for him to roll his lips onto the top of his mouth, holding back a puff of laughter. “Her face alone would be quite something to capture. Why she didn’t insist we get an Italian education where they’d have more of an appreciation for the finer things in life I’ll never understand.”

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serpentinadia.

“This has—-” Nadia grimaced, “This drink tastes like it has soap in it; why am I not surprised….”

Zach took a sip of the drink himself, his face contorting distastefully. “This is not the kind of bubbly that I prefer for my champagne to be.”

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valurquhart.

“So we flake, and then what? Everyone’s here,” Val’s pouted remained in full force, before a smirk took it’s place, “Unless we take advantage of that. Anything you’d like to do with a castle practically empty of upper years, Zabini?” She took his hand in one of hers, the other reaching for a bottle of whiskey for the road, “I love when people I hate pay for my liquor.”

"See, now you’re thinking. Why hang with a bunch of these teeny boppers when we can hang in style?” Zach didn’t actually have any suggestions to back his words in mind. He merely was, for once, not in the mood to put up with those that he did not align with. “You grab onto that and we can make our way to the kitchens.” He tugged on her hand toward the exist. “If there’s anything better than others paying for our liquor, it’s taking liquor from those who don’t deserve it. I know for a fact that the professors hide some upscale wine somewhere and I’m sure we can get the location of it out of the houseelves.”

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valurquhart.

“I’m just showing these plebeians how to have a good time, Zach—-and that champagne was strategic; I KNOW Lily Potter stuffs her bra and I was going to prove it to everyone before you yanked me away; now how am I going to amuse myself?”

"You think the likes of Weasleys and Potters and McGonagalls are ever going to know how to have a good time? The’re too noble for a good time. I was just there for the music but not even that can be salvaged when the presence of all that red, mangy hair makes me want to itch and check myself for fleas. You can find other ways to amuse yourself. You’re notorious for that.”

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valurquhart.

“Okay, slow down—-”

"I think you passed little when you drank that last Moscato bottle dry and then popped open that champagne and proceeded to spill it into the pool. When you start wasting precious resources, Val, that’s when we have got to turn off the stream.”