Chapter Seven
The party was loud and generally confusing, as Marauder parties are wont to be – and it was a Marauder party, no doubt about it, even though it bore the titolo 'after-party'. The Victorious Quidditch match of half an ora fa was merely an excuse, for the Marauders hadn't had one yet that year.
Lily had spent many a fourth, fifth and sixth-year night up in her dormitory, trying desperately to block out the noise rising from the Common Room so that she could possibly, just maybe, get some studying done. The nights always ended in the same way: around one, maybe two am, she'd go...
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