“And Harry Potter caches the snitch! Concluding the game with Gryffindor at 130 points and Hufflepuff at 120 what a close game lady’s and gentlemen but GRYFFINDOR WINS!” The commentator yelled, it truly was an amazing game and Harry loved it.
Latter all the Gryffindor’s and some other people from other houses gathered for a celebration party in Gryffindor common room. They had food courtesy of the elf’s in the kitchen and alcohol courtesy of the Weasley twins. Safe to say the party was a huge success.
Even Harry Potter who always hated being the centre of attention was partying and not having a care in the world, those were rare and precious moments for him, a teen with the fate of the world on his shoulder of course none of that mattered now as Harry was something he never was.
He was drunk and that was obvious, to everyone including his friends and especially his boyfriend Draco Malfoy, who was watching Harry sing Bourgeoisie with Ron, Seamus, Dean and to people’s surprise the one and only Neville Longbottom.
This brought a smile to Draco’s face and as everyone started to sing along with the four idiots so did he and he would not trade it for the world.