lad's noyte (open to lads)

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An untidy scrawl dictated the 'Laws of Lad's Night' as follows:

No girls.
No contacting your other half.
No setting light to your farts.
Strippers welcome.

Atticus looked at the sign and shook his head: clearly not his doing. This was his first week renting out the Hogsmeade flat before he and James found somewhere permanent together. Going between his Mother, James's parents' house and the Rowle Estate was becoming a bit tiresome, so he'd rented this space as his own, hoping his friends and loved ones would come to him instead of him living out of luggage between places. Now he had put together this 'lad's night', inviting his friends at a Hogsmeade weekend, so those still at Hogwarts could join in. The invitation had stated that they could invite who they liked (lads only, within reason, and not anyone who would be likely to cause unrest) and promised he'd see all the students back at school before curfew.

As he weaved about the living area, he was glad to see and hear the laughter and banter. He had on a pair of bright yellow oven mitts and a matching apron, placing down trays and platters of his homemade cooking.

As he placed them on the already completely covered table, he swooped down to give James a quick kiss. Louis was smiling brightly next to him, as always. When he heard the vague tinkle of a piano, he looked up to see Lien seated behind it. It was small - one of those portable ones - but Lien had shrunk it, travelled to the flat, and inflated it once more. Grinning and removing his oven mitts, he went over to him.

He was about half way when a thunder of raucous laughter sounded behind him.

"Oi, Attipuss!" roared Wade MacKenna, shoving and laughing with Tiernan McLaggen.

"Yes, Wadeykins?"

"Nah, nah - hear me out, hear me out. If ya weren't a bender, an' liked tits - who'd ya bone out've my chick's Mum or his chick's Mum?"

"Er... well," Should he expect less from MacKenna, really? "Seeing as I'm less likely to get killed by Kenzie's Dad, probably Marilyn's?"

McLaggen and MacKenna roared with laughter.

"He actually answered!"

"Mari's better lookin' than Kenzilla - HAH."

"Thought we were talking about their Mums?"

"Is ya Mum fit?!"

DUUUUUUUUN~

Looking away from them, over to the piano, Jerome had planted Lien's forehead down onto the keys while he was playing and they were both laughing. Meanwhile, Piran Vaulkley was neatly piling his abandoned cocktail sticks on top of Louis's head, who either didn't mind or was clueless to it.

It was exactly the sort of silliness he missed.

Tiernan laughed.

"Yeah, she's cool. Her Dad hates me, but her Mum - again... whoa. So," he said seriously, "She had this really tight dress on..."

That was besides the point. He stopped himself from saying anything more.

"I just got this thing with Kenzie, I don't know. Riddle family and all that stuff..."

@Lysander Scamander

Looking at the boy who had come to him, Lazar smiled and greeted, "Huh-huh-ello..." He removed one pinky from his ear and frowned, noticing rather quickly that it only made the overstimulating commotion much stronger. At least one of his allergies hadn't been inadvertently triggered nor had he had a fainting episode yet. It was okay, he was okay...

"It's luh-luh-luh-loud..."

@Thorin Munroe

Ashton trailed in behind tiernan and smirked at his comment, "I've seen Mrs. Riddle. She's a fox all right. Don't know much about Kenzie, but her sisters are quite amusing in bed. If she's anything like them, you must be having a real good time, Mclaggen." He said as he slipped on the flask he pulled from his jacket.

@Tiernan McLaggen

"Never knew you were so desperate." He smirked as he took Mackenna's statement in stride. "Hell, it isn't a surprise you're such a little bitch then. Had to fit in with the rest of the family." He said with a shrug, as if it made all the sense in the world to him.

@Wade MacKenna

Lysander laughed as he continued on about Mrs. Riddle and how Mr. Riddle was not a fan of him. "Who had on the tight dress? Kenzie or her mom?" He asked because he needed to know this information. "And maybe her dad hates you because you spent half the evening staring at her mum?" He pointed out, unhelpfully, even if he was sure even Tiernan probably wasn't that stupid. Then Ashton joined the party and he laughed. "Guess we don't need to ask you how things are going for you in that department, Harrington." He said, they all had heard all about how Amara kept him busy enough.

@Tiernan McLaggen @Ashton Harrington

Thorin gave Lazar a sympathetic smile. "Yeah, I guess it is kind of loud in here. I didn't expect so many people to show up." He said, really he hadn't. But then again, it seemed like just about every guy in Hogwarts had been invited and some who had already graduated so maybe it was a surprise that more hadn't shown up instead.

@Lazar Tremlett

"Me neh-neh-nee-neither..."

He glanced around the room. Cernu was talking about his phone again, the Gryffindor boys were bantering, Jerome, Lien, and Macmillan were huddled around a portable piano. And here he was being his usual scared, shy, overwhelmed self. His new look was supposed to make him look and feel cool, but it probably looked like he was playing dress-up.

"Huh-huh-how d-d-d-do you d-d-duh-duh-deal w-w-w-wi-with the nuh-nuh-noise?"

@Thorin Munroe