Ya Shoulda Hung Out, Babe... (Cordelia)

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On one of the weekends the students were allowed to go to Hogsmeade, there was a party planned at the Three Broomsticks. Felicia heard the word "Party" and she was so there. Thing was she didn't have a traveling companion to go there with. The walk to Hogsmeade sucked when one was alone, especially when it was as cold as a polar bear's booty outside. So after getting dressed in a nifty little black dress and heels, Felicia looked for the poor soul who would accompany her.

As she searched about and began to give up on getting someone to go with her, she formed a smirk.

".... Cordelia," she said to herself. Of course. Cordelia was a girl in her House and year that Felicia at least felt she was on good terms with, maybe even friends with. She also knew Cordelia needed to get out more and have fun. So, now determined to see this happen, she began searching for the girl.

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Hogsmeade weekends were definitely something Cordelia looked forward to. The solitary stroll into town with only the sound of her shoes clicking against the cobble stones for company was a comfort, and the Slytherin would usually find herself in honeydukes stocking up on her sugared butterfly wings or perhaps perching herself in a vacant booth in the Three Brooksticks with her charcoal and parchment pad in front of her ready to do some sketching. She was all ready to go, still up in the fifth year girls dormitory and checking her purse had enough galleons in. She was dressed in her usual black boots paired with fitted black trousers, a casual blue top paired with a cream cardigan her mother had packed for her. Prepared to head out, Cordelia barely had time to scrape her brown curls into a ponytail before a familiar blonde entered the room. 

If Cordelia was correct and her eyes did not deceive her, she would swear she recognised something close to determination in Felicia Zandersmit's eyes. With a calculating stare, Cordelia hoisted her bag onto her shoulder. The brunette Slytherin knew Felica to be a rather spontaneous being - something she both admired as a trait as well as failed to comprehend. To Cordelia, things needed to be planned out, much like an art project, just to avoid any mistakes. Now faced with her room mate, she could only guess that her arrival and pointed glance at Cordelia would only mean one thing. "Should I be worried? Judging by your attire I feel like I should..." Cordelia queried whist studying the girls apparel, immediately feeling under-dressed.



@fz : hope it's okay! kind of started of their conversation by saying felicia entered the room.

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Felicia still had the smirk on her face when Cordelia seemed worried about her own attire. Felicia was a fashion freak like some rich girls were. She didn't judge people by what they wore. She believed people should wear what reflects them as a person.

"I mean, if you want to go change, whatevs, but if you want to wear what you're wearing, I'm good with it," she said. "And if anyone isn't good with it, then they're lame-age goober-faces." Felicia drew closer and gave Cordelia the wide-eyed look she gave people when she predicted wild and crazy times to come shortly. "Point is, we're going to have fun no matter what tonight. I have foreseen with my amazing Seer abilities no one knows about." She was of course BSing about the abilities. She knew it, Cordelia knew it, and she knew Cordelia knew it. But goofy "white lies" was how Felicia rolled. "Soooo, you gonna change or you gonna wear what makes you happy, love?"

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Cordelia continued her assessment of the girl and her arrival, the blonde not giving anything away with where she planned to take her. Felicia made Cordelia a little nervous at her next words, for it would appear she had plans for them to go somewhere that included other people. Lame goober faces, apparently, which only furthered Cordelia's nervousness into confusion as the words were terms she had not heard before. She couldn't help but soften her nervous features when Felicia teased about her seer abilities, knowing full well she was joking and went along with it; "Oh right, those abilities. I'll happily report you to the ministry for being an unregistered seer if this so called vision of yours turns out to be false you know." Cordelia was a pretty hard person to please, especially in terms of fun as she preferred the quiet company of her sketch book over loud parties. Perhaps it would be better for Felicia to keep quiet about her plans - for if the brunette Slytherin discovered where they were going she would back out in a heartbeat.

Spontaneity did not seem like too much of a bad idea and Cordelia had been in a generally pleasant mood all day, so while she would usually put off any type of going-out with a blunt no, in that moment refrained. "I'll stick with what I'm wearing," She was never comfortable in a dress and stopped playing dress up at the age of 11 when she escaped from being her mothers doll for evenings out. "Lead the way, Zandersmit."

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Felicia formed a look of mock shock and panic when Cordelia said she would report her to the Ministry. She then chuckled.

"Oh I'm sure folks will have better things to report me for some day," she said. "I'll be the loon bag who releases a horde of ghouls into Diagon Alley as a prank."

Felicia smiled as if she had a scheme that worked out well when Cordelia agreed to go wearing what she was wearing.

"Good," she said. "And you do look great, love. You always do though if you ask me." She then raised an eyebrow. "Wait, did I just give you a pick-up line? Weeeeird."

She nodded as Cordelia told her to lead the way.

"Aaaand we're off!" she said, running for about two seconds and then walking.

Later... at the party....

Felicia walked in and looked around the Three Broomsticks and the wild scene going on there. She turned to Cordelia.

"I'm going to find some bloke to buy me booze," she said. "You want some?"

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"Oh I have no doubt about that," Cordelia smirked wickedly, "You'll be there thinking 'Merlin, if only I had stuck with that Cordelia - maybe then I would have learned how to to get caught!'" Once again she couldn't resist the sly remark she knew the other Slytherin could take and dish out just as well. It was another trait Cordie admired in Felicia. She rolled her eyes at what the girl said next, shaking her head, "Resist your urges. Besides, blonds aren't my type." Before she could remark, Cordelia made her way towards the door, though knew some comment would follow during their travels - the destination of which still lost on the brunette. Furrowing her brows, she grew curious again - "Wait a minute, you never did say... where are we going again?"

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I should have never trusted this fiend.

Cordelia came to a halt when the pair reached the three broomsticks, immediately regretting her decision to come out at all. Hoards of people were there, either gathered in large groups or bouncing around like lunatics to the music playing over in the far corner of the pub. She felt uneasy and tense at such a large group, her small stature vulnerable to the fast pace surroundings. Crossing her arms over her chest, she gave a stern glare to anyone that caught her eye, turning to Felicia when she spoke, "Some guy!" Cordelia raised her eyebrows in surprise. Innocence was not a word generally associated with her, but when it came to boys of any variety she wasn't very comfortable or open to conversation as Felicia was. In the back of her mind, Cordelia sensed something was up - and now the blonds outfit made much more sense in the setting. 

"I don't know..." She hesitated and momentarily looked just like, well, a fifteen year old at a party. Catching herself, Cordelia regained her composure and hoped - in failure - that Felicia didn't notice her moment of weakness. "I suppose I could have a drink or two." She forced the worry out of her stomach with the reassuring thought of all the parties and events her mum had taken her to before. Cordelia had drunk wine before, alcohol was no different and basically taste all the same - right? What harm would one do... "I'll have what you're having. If you can get anything at all..." Much to Cordelia's nature she turned her response in to a challenge, hoping to draw attention away from her and back to Felicia. 

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Felicia shrugged about the little life lesson she would probably learn one day.

"Meh, you live, you learn... or you don't... something like that," she said. She then smirked at Cordelia's reply about the pick-up line. "You don't know what you're missing. I'm not your ordinary blond." She stuck out her tongue and chuckled. "Come on. Let's go have some fun."

She then turned back from the door as well as Cordelia asked where they were going.

'The 3-B, where else?" she said. "Only place party like we gonna party, yo."

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When Cordelia said she would have what Fel was having if Fel could get it, the girl vanished into the crowd. A few moments later, she returned with two cocktails named Acromantula's Bite and handed one to her friend.

"I got us drinks... aaand a double date with the Blinkley Twins," she said. "They're in Gryffindor, but they're cool... plus they promised more booze."

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