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[albus]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #fff; width: 450px, bTable] [style=background-color: #ffffff; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; height: 50px;] OPEN TO ANYONE ### WORDS [/style] Albus Potter wasn't sure how this year was going to go. Most likely bad seeing as the rest of them were not far from it. Quidditch tryouts were coming up and he had been training all summer with his brothers to make the team. Honestly, he would probably cry if he didn't make it. That would be the ultimate shame knowing his family history. His father, his father's father, his mother, his uncles, his brother, they were all on the team. What would everyone think of him if he didn't? He'd be that Potter that failed at everything and that isn't a title that a fifteen year old boy would ever want. Tonight none of that crap mattered. Albus was going to party hard just like he always had. When he got back to his dorm after a workout session, he hopped in the shower and dressed before breaking out the preparty booze. Taking a swig from his flask before slipping it into his pocket and heading out of the Gryffindor commons. Maybe Kelsey was going to be there. A small smile played across his lips. That would make this party more fun, obviously. Albus pretty much danced down the hallway and into the room where the party was taking place. He stood there for a moment just taking in his surroundings and secretly hoping someone would walk up to him and just start dancing.

[Kelsey Rachel LeBlanc]

Therewas one thing that Miss. Kelsey LeBlanc couldn't pass up and that was a party. Now a good party provided Kelsey with two of her favourite things: Hot boys and alcohol. How could she pass up that? Kelsey's miserable pathetic life basically revolved around boys and alcohol. When she wasn't drinking, she was sleeping around and most of the time, she would do both of it. Her thoughts were that she could die at any time so why not make the most of it. That and she needed to fill the voids in her life with many many many guys. Poor little lonely Kelsey LeBlanc.

Though she was sleeping around with many guys, there was one in particular who she could never seem to shake off of her mind. Albus Potter seemed to have made a permanent mark in her head and wasn't going to leave anytime soon. She didn't know what it was about him. He was nice, handsome and of course the best lay that she ever had. How could she not have him in her head? He was a sickness that she never wanted to get rid of. He was one of the reasons that she was going to this party. She knew that he would be there and then she could use her charm on him and have a little fun.

People often wondered if her and Albus were a couple. Hell, they sure acted like it. The answer to that question was no. They were merely friends with benefits. Sure, she thought about what it would be like from time to time. She wouldn't mind being with him but could the two of them really settle down long enough to be with each other? She did not want to mess up what they have going on now after all. He was a major part of her life and losing him would devastate her more than anything else.

After what seemed like hours, Kelsey was finally ready to go out. She had spent so much time on her makeup and as she looked at herself in the mirror, she was pleased with what she saw. As she was getting ready, she had been having a few drinks, making her kinda of already intoxicated to go to the party. Who likes to go to a party sober anyways? Smirking, she hiked up her already short dress an inch more and left her room. It didn't take long before she was at the party. Her eyes immediately scanned the room to look for Albus. She needed to see him. Then her eyes landed on a familiar set of hair. Kelsey smirked to herself and walked up behind him.

"Well hello there sexy. Can I take you home with me tonight?" Kelsey whispered into his ear. She then moved herself so that she was standing in front of him, only inches of space were between them. "Did you miss me, darling?" Kelsey giggled, her words slurring slightly. It was pretty obvious she had a few to drink. This would surly be an interesting night, that was for sure.

[albus]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #fff; width: 450px, bTable] [style=background-color: #ffffff; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; height: 50px;] OPEN TO ANYONE ### WORDS [/style] Albus Potter wasn't completely shitfaced, just buzzed. He was all pumped up from working out earlier. It was like a pre-party ritual. No one liked a guy with arms like wet noodles. Al was far from it. He liked to consider himself completely ripped, but he was still growing. He was supposed to be around the same height as his brother James. Lily, on the other hand, would be a little less fortunate with the height genes. She wasn't going to be as tall as them, but no worries. She would never get a guy if she was six feet tall. That meant that Alby and James didn't have to beat the shit out of anyone. Sanding close to the entrance of the party, just taking in the atmosphere. He could feel the music pulsing through his veins. Taking another sip from his flask, he felt the liquid burn down his throat. A familiar voice echoed through his head, ringing in his ears. Her breath on his ear turned him on. "Why yes. Can I just claim that you followed me home?" he said with a chuckle. "Of course I missed you, babe. How could I not?" he ran his finger along her jawline. "Wow, you're drunk. I definitely have some catching up to do." Albus snaked his arms around her and pulled the girl into a firm hug.

[Kelsey Rachel LeBlanc]

This boy. Oh this boy had such a hold on her. Albus was the only one of Kelsey's little sex flings that she kept going back to. Not only was he hands down the hottest boy in Hogwarts, he was also from a family that her father hated, which was a huge bonus. Kelsey loved doing anything that would piss her father off royally. It somehow brought a weird kind of joy in her life to see him angry. It can be said that she really did hate her father's guts. Then again, who wouldn't hate Robert?

Standing there with Albus could keep Kelsey happy for hours. She simply loved to be near him. Some people would say that that was one of the signs a person was in love. Sure, she did love Albus in the friend sense but did she love him in the romantic one as well? Is she even capable of loving anyone? Hell she didn't even love herself half of the time. Truth be told, she didn't really know her true feelings for Albus and maybe that was a good thing. Besides, he wouldn't want to be with her anyways. How could he possibly love a girl like her? She was a huge mess and cause mayhem to anything she touches. What kind of guy would want someone like that? Albus deserved someone chaos free. He deserved an easy life. Also, the rules her father had set into motion would make it impossible for them to even be together. That would devastate both of them. No, this was the way things had to be.

Kelsey couldn't help but grin widely as Albus spoke. "I would follow you home any day," Kelsey smirked. Hell, Kelsey would be ready in bed waiting for Albus before he even got home. That was how badly her body yearned for him. "I am not drunk," Kelsey giggled, her grin almost as wide as her face. "I am just really really really buzzed. I may have also been drinking since 4pm," She said. Then she was pulled into a hug by Albus that made her heart melt. All she could feel was his strong arms wrapped around her arm. Man was his built. How could one guy be so perfect?

"You know, I see about twenty girls in here who want to rip my head off because you are hugging me," Kelsey smirked. As she looked around the room there were girls staring enviously at her. Most girls wanted Albus, badly. Luckily for her she already had him wrapped around her finger. This made her give an evil little grin to the girls who were staring daggers into her.


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[albus]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #fff; width: 450px, bTable] [style=background-color: #ffffff; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; height: 50px;] OPEN TO ANYONE ### WORDS [/style] This particular party seemed nice, from what Albus Potter's mind had put together. There was music, booze, and a lot of fine looking women. Those are three necessities in this boy's life. Without them, he might actually implode. With them, he was just your above average, cocky, asshole-ish boy with nothing better to do. Albus wasn't like his father. He hadn't made the quidditch team before it was even allowed. He didn't slay large snake beasts or venture off into the forbidden forest for entertainment. Truth is, most of the stuff his father did at his age would have scared little Alby shitless. That's why he stuck to the stuff he was familiar with: dancing, drinking and sex. Kelsey reminded him that he would follow her home any day. "That is, if we even make it home," a mischievous smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. More often than not, these two couldn't wait until they were home to rip each others clothes off. That's what broom closets and empty class rooms were for, not to mention the headmaster's office as well. Anywhere that seemed to fit the criteria for a hookup room seemed to work. Sure, it all seemed a bit...primitive? but it was mutually beneficial. Both parties got what they wanted in the end. "Four pm?" Albus opened his mouth in fake shock, "You, Miss Kelsey, are quite drunk," he tapped his pointer finger lightly on her nose with a soft smile. His muscled arms wrapped around the girl, pulling her into his chest. "In that case, I have much more catching up to do than I thought." The boy liked to hold Kelsey. It was as if she just fit there perfectly. With the other girls that he hooked up with, they were all either creepy, like the kind that tried to steal his toothbrush to add to their shrines, or they just sort of fucked and fucked off, which he didn't really mind at all. But Kelsey, she was something special. She was her own special category, a friend definitely, and a good one at that. "I'm sure they do, I'm totally the hottest asshat in this room," Albus said with a chuckle, "It just isn't going to happen." He pulled the red haired girl in closer and swayed a little, to the music and the booze that was already in his system. "Wanna know why?" he asked, before leaning down and whispering in her ear without even waiting for her to ask why, "Because I say so." Albus was a genuine asshole some times, and he was fully aware of it. It didn't stop him ever. ooc: sorry about that 3:

[Kelsey Rachel LeBlanc]

At the end of the day, when everything was said and done, the truth was that Albus kept Kelsey sane. Well, as sane as a girl like Kelsey could be. If it wasn't for him coming into her life, she would have probably offed herself or something along those lines long ago. Tough she never liked to admit it, it felt nice to know that out there there was someone who actually cared about her. Who wanted to hear what she had to say and wasn't only in it for a quick fuck. Though the two did do that a lot, their friendship wasn't entirely based on that. Kelsey felt like she could tell him anything and in return he could tell her anything without any judgement. The two would spent hours some nights just talking about everything and anything. He was the only person who really knew the kind of man her father was to her. He knew all the hurtful things Robert had done. She had never told anyone all the details besides Albus. She didn't know what she would do if she ever lost him. "There is a high possibility that we won't make it home," Kelsey said with a smirk. These two have done it anywhere and everywhere. Location was not an issue for them. It was like the passion between them was so huge that they needed to rip each other's clothing off as soon as possible. They may have only had sex in an actual bed a handful of times. The adventure and thrill factor of the different locations was what kept their sexual experiences interesting. Kelsey wasn't sure if Albus had sex with all the other girls in his life in different locations like he did with Kelsey. She could only assume that he did. She was not special after all. As for the rest of the men in her life, she usually stuck to a bed, or a comfy table.
Kelsey simply nodded when Albus said he needed to catch up. She couldn't help but agree with this. She loved it when Albus was drunk. He was a fun, happy drunk and it was easier to get him into bed with her, then again, that was never, ever an issue. These two were like rabbits when it came to each other. The smile never left her face when he said he would not let the girls rip off her head. "And of course, what Albus Potter says is law," Kelsey smirked. She moved her head so she was looking at his face and couldn't help but grin. He was so amazingly handsome. She wanted to jump on and have her way with him right then and there.

"Now come on, get drunk so we can have ourselves a good old fashion fun time. I think there is a broom closet with our name on it for later on," She grinned. Kelsey then reluctantly took one of her hands away from Albus' hot, muscular body so that she could put her hand down the front of her dress to retrieve the flask she had hidden in her cleavage. She tipped the flask to Albus before opening it up and taking a huge drink of its alcoholic contents. The feeling of the alcohol burning her throat made her smile slightly. Other than sex, that was the best feeling in the world.

[albus]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #fff; width: 450px, bTable] [style=background-color: #ffffff; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; height: 50px;] KELSEY 370 WORDS [/style] Kelsey agreeing to his statement caused a mischievous smirk to curl on the boy's lips. Good. They were on the same page with the outcome of the night. That always made things easier for everyone. It was confusing when everyone was on a different wavelength in their brains; when a girl had her mind set on him and he had his eyes on someone else. That made things difficult, but hey, Albus was always up for a good challenge, just like his father. It was a shocker that no one had come up to him yet claiming that they were pregnant with his kid, but then again, that was a good thing. A sixteen year old father was bound to end up with some sort of emotionally fucked up kid. "There are plenty of new places to try out for size," the boy smiled. What Potter says is law. "You know," he thought for a moment, "I quite like the sound of that. Just picture it now, my face on a huge billboard inside of the Ministry building saying Potter Is The Boss." He posed as he would on the poster, flexing his muscles and flicking is long, shaggy hair out of his eyes. Yes, Albus was a total goof, more times than not. He didn't really take anything seriously. It was a bad habit, but that's how his Uncles Fred and George were about school, or so he had been told. Stories from Uncle George were definitely the best part about family reunions. He always had something new to share with everyone. Albus chuckled lightly, "Broom closet, that sounds scandalous. I like it." The boy watched as she reached down her own dress and pulled a flask out of her cleavage. "Now that is magic," he smirked, "I could have retrieved that for you. Next time we'll make it into a treasure hunt, but because you ruined that, I'll let you frisk me for mine." Open invitation for touching. It was always welcome. He put his hands up on the back of his head like they always did in movies and spread his legs shoulder width apart.