How had he let Derek convince him that this was a good idea?
Vinny stared aimlessly across the literal sea of people and crowds covering the vast land of his backyard. Sure, sure, he had a ton of land because he lived on a farm, but that didn't mean throwing an End of School Year bash was a brilliant idea! Just because his parents were going to be out of town for the next week, did not mean he should take advantage of it! Oh, hell, at least they weren't getting in the house (where he'd all but locked Davy inside of).
It was a pretty good party so far, though. There was a barbecue, girls in bikinis, torch lights lining the pool area, a volleyball net, girls in bikinis, lots of loud music, girls in bikinis...
"HEY there is no need to be littering!" Vinny said with a loud huff, using his wand to send the paper cup shooting back into the perpertrator's face. Merlin, oh Merlin. Derek better stay over tonight to help him clean up, tomorrow. There was no way he'd be able to clean this mess up all by himself. As much fun as he was planning to have, he still needed to be somewhat in control of this bash!
"Who the hell invited the sixth years!" he shouted, eying a couple of students who were definitely not part of the Hogwarts class of 1977.
For fuck's sake, if he was named Head Boy this year it was going to be hell.
( OOC! )
Vinny stared aimlessly across the literal sea of people and crowds covering the vast land of his backyard. Sure, sure, he had a ton of land because he lived on a farm, but that didn't mean throwing an End of School Year bash was a brilliant idea! Just because his parents were going to be out of town for the next week, did not mean he should take advantage of it! Oh, hell, at least they weren't getting in the house (where he'd all but locked Davy inside of).
It was a pretty good party so far, though. There was a barbecue, girls in bikinis, torch lights lining the pool area, a volleyball net, girls in bikinis, lots of loud music, girls in bikinis...
"HEY there is no need to be littering!" Vinny said with a loud huff, using his wand to send the paper cup shooting back into the perpertrator's face. Merlin, oh Merlin. Derek better stay over tonight to help him clean up, tomorrow. There was no way he'd be able to clean this mess up all by himself. As much fun as he was planning to have, he still needed to be somewhat in control of this bash!
"Who the hell invited the sixth years!" he shouted, eying a couple of students who were definitely not part of the Hogwarts class of 1977.
For fuck's sake, if he was named Head Boy this year it was going to be hell.
( OOC! )
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