Drunken Early Morning Visit ((Chase))

[Emily Prescott]

Emily was drunk.

There was no getting around the fact that the sensible Gryffindor had went well over her limits tonight, or this morning depending on how you wanted to look at it. To make matters worse she had classes in less than a few hours, and in her drunken stupor couldn't find it in her to be worried. She had after all consented to going out Marlene hadn't forced her, and Emily had had a blast, it had certainly been a memorable night...that was, she hoped she'd remember it, god knows what she'd be like once she'd slept.

Sleep though was the furthest thing from her mind as she stepped through in to the Hufflepuff common room, still wearing her heels and somehow despite how drunk she was, only stumbling every so often. Marlene had insisted her going back to the dorms but Emily paid her no mind and was more in the mood for seeing her extremely handsome boy-friend. Yes. Sleep was the last thing on her mind right now as she made her way through the common room. The dress she wore clung to her body perfectly, barely grazing her mid thigh, showing off her incredible legs and the back scooped low down to around mid way, flaunting the flawless skin there.

Pressing a finger to her lips she made a shushing sound when the entrance closed behind her, and began to attempt to tiptoe through the common room, gasping when she knocked over a vase. She froze and listened quietly for any signs of anyone getting up before laughing and carrying on up the hallway towards Chase's room. Her mind immediately wondered to the party and she smiled remembering the last time she'd been here. Stumbling she bumped into the wall and began shushing herself before erupting into giggles, and slamming her hand over her mouth, "Emily be quiet..." she hissed shaking her head in disappointment as she silently pushed the boys dorm room door open and peered inside. The room was dark and the loud snores drifted from each side of the room making her smile widen as she slipped inside as quietly as she could.

Luckily for her Chase's bed was the furthest from the door so she quietly began to creep across the room. Stumbling though she caught herself on Lachie's bed, pressing her finger to her lips as she looked at him to make sure he wasn't awake. A loud snore erupted from him and Emily pulled a face, yes, he was out cold it'd take a bomb to wake him. Perfect. Shaking her head she hurried over to Chase's bed, swaying slightly when she pulled the curtains closed around his bed, except for one side, which she needed open for now. Inclining her head to the side, she let out a soft giggle as her eyes looked over his perfectly toned torso. Bending over the side of the bed she tickled her finger against his ear lobe, "Wakey wakey sleepy head..." she whispered, letting out a small giggle again and biting down on her lip as she waited for him to stir.

[Chase Connors]

Chase groaned and shifted around in his bed, vaguely aware of the fact that he was awake with no idea what had stirred him. Had he heard a voice? Probably just Lachie talking in his sleep... nothing to worry abo-

Was that a giggle?

Chase moved again, and, although he didn't want to open his eyes and risk finding that it was almost 7am and he needed to get up soon, he rubbing his hand over his face and forced his eyes open, blinking again what little light there was. Why was Emily here?

Hang on... what? Emily?

Chase pushed himself up on his elbows quickly and shook his head fast, trying to clear it and wake himself up enough to work out what was going on. Sure enough, there was Emily. "Em... wh-" He tried to look around but it appeared his drapes were shut (had he done that?). "What are you doing here?"

[Emily Prescott]

Emily watched with a bright smile as Chase opened his eyes. She wiggled her fingers in a form of greeting at him, a surprised look on her face when he pushed himself up onto his elbows quickly. "Em... wh-what are you doing here?" he asked, looking very confused to Emily who laughed softly and moved her hand over his mouth, shooting him a look of disapproval, before again moving her hand and pressing a finger against her lips signalling for him to be quiet, "Be quiet you'll wake them..." though as she said this Lachlan snored from across the room and she pulled a face, scrunching up her nose in the process, "Well maybe not rubber lips over there." she said.

Smiling back at her boy-friend she straightened up and indicated to her outfit, giving him a small twirl and stumbling so she had to catch herself on the bed post. "It was my bachelorette party...even though, I'm not getting married...was still fun." she chuckled, dropping onto the bed and moving so she was straddling Chase's waist pressing a kiss to his lips, before pulling away with a 'pop'. Smiling brightly she wiggled a little, sticking her tongue out as she leaned in closer to him.

Making a signal for him to stay quiet she leaned over the edge of the bed checking the others were asleep before returning back to facing her boy-friend. "I have only just get, gotted...got back to school. Marlene had me sneak out." she whispered, giving him a look of outrage.

[Chase Connors]

Chase let his eyes wander as Emily stood and twirled. Hot damn... Sexy or what? But... why? Not that he was complaining or anything, she looked bloody hot in that dress, but why was she wearing it at this time of night?

"It was my bachelorette party...even though, I'm not getting married...was still fun."

"I should think not." He muttered under his breath, slightly surprised again when Emily climbed over him and straddled his waist. Leaning in to kiss him, Chase let himself relax back against the pillows still feeling half asleep and half wondering whether he was dreaming. Even half asleep though, he still made a noise in response to Emily's wriggling.

"I have only just get, gotted...got back to school. Marlene had me sneak out."

That more than explained in then, didn't it. "Meaning... you're drunk out of your mind?" Chase couldn't help but snigger a laugh. It was a school night as well! "You always manage to amaze me, Miss Tipsy."

He reached up and pulled her close to him, kissing her again. He could practically taste the alcohol on her, and he could definitely smell it. "I take it you're here to sleep in my bed, rather than attempting all those stairs, huh?"

She was sooo going to be suffering for this in the morning, and Chase was totally up for being the one who got to laugh at her and tell her 'it's your own fault', though, he would play the good boyfriend role if he needed too. Breakfast in bed, anybody?

[Emily Prescott]

"Meaning... you're drunk out of your mind?...You always manage to amaze me, Miss Tipsy."

Emily giggled and pressed a hand over her mouth before making a shushing sound again. "I'm not drunk...I'm the soon to be Mrs Chase Connors...!" she exclaimed loudly, before covering her mouth again and pulling a tongue at Chase, and pointing down to the big fake diamond plastic ring on her finger. Wiggling it she smiled then a look of deep concentration appeared on her face as she attempted to pull the unmovable ring from her finger. "My engagement ring is stuck..."

She was cut off when Chase pulled her in for another kiss, one that, even in her drunken stupor she sunk into almost immediately, her body reacting in the same way it always did after a small touch from him. When he pulled away to talk she pouted, jutting out her bottom lip, "I'm not here to sleep in your bed...I'm here..." she trailed off and leaned in again, her chest pressing against his as lay over him, though remained on his lap. She smiled as she pressed her lips to his and kissed him deeply, her tongue dancing with his, before she nipped at his lip and pulled back. "I'm here to have my wicky...wicked way with you." she said seductively.

She bit down on her lip in a manner that she knew drove him crazy before shifting on his lap, purposefully trying to get some kind of reaction from him. Her hands slowly, teasingly slid down his chest as she leaned in for another kiss before her hands stilled at the waistband of his pants. "So what do you say...you going to let me se...seduce you before I creep back to my room?" she asked, not thinking about the risk of leaving, she'd be caught no doubt.

[Chase Connors]

"I'm not drunk...I'm the soon to be Mrs Chase Connors...!"

"You're wha-?" He cut himself off and tried not to think about what she'd just said. Mrs Chase Connors... There was no denying those words stirred something in him but whether that was a good something or not he couldn't quite work out. There was no doubt thought that it caused feelings he wasn't quite sure how to place. "And who is this lucky Connor's guy, huh?"

Emily pointed to a fake ring on her fingers and Chase's eyes widened, reaching to flick at it and realizing, that it was, indeed, a fake ring. "One, I would never give you a lump of plastic, and two, that thing is so big it looks ridiculous." Not to mention, were it real it would probably cost more than someone like Chase could earn in a life time...

He pulled her in for a kiss and, as usual, she all but sunk against him, her body melding to his. When he pulled back he saw the pout on her face but he just grinned. That didn't last long before Emily was leaning over him, pressing against him and wiggling, clearly wanting a reaction from him. Chase bit back a groan. "Babe... It's 4am." And who'd have thought Chase Connors of all people would be the one to perhaps try and turn down an advantage, but really, they both had classes first thing in the morning.

But heck! There she went with the lip biting thing and this time he couldn't repress the groan. Hot damn... Emily's hands went down to the waistband of his pants. "So what do you say...you going to let me se...seduce you before I creep back to my room?"

"What you need, my darling, is sleep, not sex." He almost laughed at the irony of it all. How many times over the years had he been the one in Em's position? Role reversal much? "How about, sleep here with me now, and we'll have that fun tomorrow? Eh? Come on, you'll wake the others with your squeals otherwise, and that won't be easy to explain, will it?"

He secretly crossed his fingers that Emily was too drunk to consider silencing charms or anything like that, but who knew with her. What he did know, though, was that it was 4am and he'd just been woken up, he was still tired, and even with a wiggly, seductive Em here, he kinda wanted sleep more than sex. And come morning Emily as going to be feeling groggy as hell as it was, she didn't need to stay awake any longer, and he'd get the blame if she did. Besides, whatever happened, she likely wouldn't remember it.

"Come on. Come cuddle with me, gorgeous."

[Emily Prescott]

"Your the lucky Connors guy..." she pouted sighing dramatically, before sinking into the kiss with a man she loved. In her drunken state that never surprised her, after all she'd already admitted it to his Mum, Chase had to know at some point, why hadn't she told him yet though. Maybe because she was still unsure how he felt. He complained that it was 4am, groaned when she bit her lip, then to Emily's immense disappointment said the next thing, "What you need, my darling, is sleep not sex."

How could he think they'd wake the others up, they were all dead to the world. Sighing dramatically again she sat back and pouted again. "You don't want me..." she said quietly, brushing her hair from her face, tugging at the bottom of her dress, before pulling a face as a thought occurred to her, "We're wizards and a witch..which is me and we have spells for making things quiet ya know..." she complained, making an expression that clearly said 'duh'. Sticking her tongue out at him she pulled a face and moved from where she'd been straddling his lap to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Come on. Come cuddle with me, gorgeous."

She caught herself before she slipped right off the bed, and planted her feet firmly on the stone floor, reaching to pull off her heels which were beginning to hurt. "If I wanted to sleep and cuddle I'd have gone to bed with my Doe." she said, talking about Marlene. Holding her shoes in her hand she sighed and stood up, wobbling a bit before catching herself on the bedside cabinet, "Sorry I woke you...missed you is all...I will go back home, to my room I mean...go back to sleeps." she sang, leaning down to press her lips to his, even drunk she didn't want to leave.

[Chase Connors]

"You don't want me...

"Wha!? Babe, no. Of course I do!" He spluttered. How could she say that? Was this just 'drunk Emily' talking? It better be. Before Chase had time to think any more on it Emily spoke again, and her comment only made him laugh. "Wizards and a witch, huh? Pluralizing that, are we?"

As Emily moved away from him he asked her to cuddle with him, but it appeared in her current state she was having none of it. "You wouldn't enjoy a cuddle from Marlene half as much as you do with me, come on." He held out a hand towards her, sitting up again as she wobbled unsteadily.

She leaned over to kiss him and he used that as a chance to grab her shoes and quickly throw them out of the way with one hand, while wrapping the other around her and rolling to one side, pulling Emily with him till she was back on his bed. The curtains were closed on the other side so he made sure to put Emily's back to that side, and not to the open side. In fact, he reached towards the bedside cabinet and felt around for his wand, then used it to magic the curtains closed and cast an impenetrable charm on them. The charm meant that not only could no one get in, the curtains would stay somewhat solid and in place, so Emily couldn't get out. "Don't be crazy. I'm not letting you out on your own in this state." He tried to pull Emily into a kiss.

[Emily Prescott]

"You wouldn't enjoy a cuddle from Marlene half as much as you do with me, come on."

Emily made a face, she had to agree with him there. Chances where Marlene was asleep by now as well, and in the sixth year down so even drunk Em wasn't going to go interrupt her friend or risk getting told off by one of the older students. "Probably not...but she wouldn't hog the covers like you do." she said giggling, sticking her tongue out at her boy-friend before leaning over the side of the bed to kiss him goodbye.

Chase though snatched her shoes from her hands, throwing them to the side and Emily was too slow to complain or react as he slipped his arm around her waist, rolled over and pulled her down onto the other side of the bed. "Hey no fair..." she pouted, her head spinning from the sudden movement. Instead of complaining any further she pressed her palms over her eyes and willed the world to stop spinning. Finally after a few moments Chase spoke again, "Don't be crazy. I'm not letting you out on your own in this state." he said to her.

Pulling a face she moved her hands from her face and looked up at her boy-friend, dodging the kiss he tried to give her. Pushing herself up onto her elbows she noticed nothing but darkness. He'd closed the last remaining curtain and she pushed her hand against it, her pout intensifying when the curtain wouldn't budge an inch. "And you have me trapped Mr Connors..." she sighed dramatically falling back into his pillows. Rolling over she sighed dramatically, letting her fingers move over his bare chest, her pout still in place.

"Your lucky I love you so much otherwise I'd be hexing your butt out this bed for trapping me in such a way." she said, not realizing what she'd just admitted out loud as she moved her hand to the back of his neck and pulled him down so she could kiss him. Nothing was going to happen and she hated that but tiredness had suddenly crept up on her, surprising the drunk Gryffindor. Pulling back she stifled a yawn and looked at him, smiling again, "Well where are these cuddles you promised me handsome...?" she asked, actually eager to sleep now.

[Chase Connors]

"Your luckyI love youso much otherwise I'd be hexing your butt out this bed for trapping me in such a way."

For a long second it felt like everything just stopped. What had she just said? Drunk Emily. This was drunk Emily talking. She didn't mean it. She was drunk. It was nonsense. She didn't even know she'd said it. By morning she wouldn’t remember it. And if he said something she'd just… laugh it off as nothing. Right? No… don't think on it. It was all the alcohol talked. "I doubt you could work a wand right now, babe." Chase had absolutely no idea how he managed to keep his voice sounding normal even when the rest of his insides were still mixed up and all over the place.

Emily pulled him into a kiss and he kissed her back willingly. His head was all over the place right now with so many different things and questions racing through it. How was he supposed to get back to sleep after this?

It seemed Emily was tired after all because when she pulled back from the kiss she was fighting a yawn, and Chase could practically see her eyes drooping. Chase smiled down at her when she spoke, resting on one elbow. Even though he knew that it had just been the alcohol talking, the things she'd said stirred so many crazy feelings inside him. He couldn't help but think back to that day in the holidays… when he'd told his mum that he loved Emily. He was thinking about it now, too. He did love Emily. Some ridiculous amount. He just didn't think it was something he could tell her…

"Snuggle away, babe." He stretched out one arm and moved so he was lying on his side. He nudged gently at Emily's shoulder trying to encourage her to roll over so he could pull her close to him and wrap her in his arms. "Come here."

Chase wrapped his arms tightly around her and pulled her in close to him, burying his face into her hair and inhaling deeply, enjoying the scent of her - comforting and familiar.

[Emily Prescott]

Emily scrunched up her nose and rubbed it tiredly with her hand. Looking at Chase she returned the smile he was giving her, though much more brightly. Reaching up she gently tapped a finger on his nose and laughed softly, before pulling a face, "I think maybe it was a very very very bad idea to go drinking with Marly." she sighed, nodding her head a determined look on her face, "Next time you come...oooh maybe we can sneak out together, like you and rubber lips do!" she said in a hushed whisper, obviously referring to Lachlan.

Struggling to hold in another yawn, she smiled again at Chase, and her eyes followed him as he lay back, stretching his strong arm, "Snuggles, incoming." she said in response to him, not even needing the small nudge against her shoulder. Without prompting she rolled over close to him and wrapped her arm across his torso, as her head rested against his chest, and her legs tangled with his.

For a moment she just enjoyed the closeness, closing her eyes and sighing softly, a small gentle smile on her face as she listened to the steady thumping of his heart. Pressing her lips to his chest she finally relaxed, laying down she closed her eyes , "I love you Chase Connors, forever and always...." she said again, though she trailed off as she finally succumb to sleep.

[Chase Connors]

"I think maybe it was a very very very bad idea to go drinking with Marly."

Chase laughed softly and shook his head. "You'll definitely be saying that in a couple of hours when you have to get up for class on minimal sleep and a killer hangover. What made you agree to a school night drink-up anyway?" He had to wonder. Emily was usually kinda... strightlace about those kinds of things. She cared about her grades and her school record, and a drunken detention was something Chase didn't expect her to risk. At Emily's next comment, Chase grinned. "If you're on the up then absolutely babe." As for that nickname for Lachie? Chase was definitely remembering that one.

As Emily snuggled into him, Chase wrapped his arms tightly around her, holding her close to him and trying to leave as little space between them as possible. He sighed and took a deep breath, just enjoying the closeness of being with her, even if she did smell like the party animal she'd apparently been tonight. He was sorry he'd missed it.

"I love you Chase Connors, forever and always..."

Emily's voice trailed off as she fell almost instantly asleep, but Chase on the other hand was suddenly wide awake again and staring into the darkness. What had she just said? Sure she'd said it before, but it was with a somewhat joking tone to it, and Chase could easily just pass the words off as a... drunken exaggeration or something, but this? That didn't sound so much like a drunken 'I want something' like before. Did she mean it? Or was it just the alcohol? Alcohol could make people say things they didn't mean, right? ... Or make them say things they didn't want to say...

Those words screamed on repeat in his mind, over and over, and that strange twisting feeling returned and just like before, he wasn't entirely sure what that feeling meant. Reaching up, Chase trailed his fingers lightly over Emily's hair, watching her as she slept. Could she really have meant what she'd just said? If she did, what did that mean for them?

Chase sighed as he looked down at her sleeping for. "I love you, too." His words were no more than a quiet whisper, but there was no alcohol to slur his thoughts tonight. But there, he'd said it. She was sleeping, sure, but he'd said it. To her.

Still, Chase felt wide awake. Even as Emily slept, Chase had the feeling he wasn't going to be getting any more sleep tonight...