Drunk

Anneliese sighed, her lips coming together to create the huge pout that she found would be intensely necessary to get what she wanted in the next few minutes.

"I need a drink," she slurred, elbows slipping down the table as she spoke. Anneliese caught herself, jumpily seating herself erect in the chair quickly as if to counteract her balance slip up. Just in case they had been counting how many drinks she had, because Anneliese had stopped at seven.

From across the table, Juliet Dearborn sent her friend (or what was left of her) a dubious glare. "I'm afraid not," she drawled, pulling her drink back from Anneliese's wander hands. Juliet rolled her eyes as Anneliese gave out a whine.

"But I need it," Anneliese stated in a sad tone, her hair falling over her face as she put her head to her shoulder. Her bottom lip stuck out further, which only made Juliet give a sound of disgust.

"I don't think you do," Ellie Bell pipped from the chair next to her, which only earned Ellie an unfocused glare from Anneliese and an unsteady wave of her hand.

"Yes I do--- Fabian---"

"Oh, here we go again," Juliet sighed in an annoyed tone, her empty hand waving up in exasperation. "Anneliese, why do you even care, he's a complete ass. It's like me crying over something Nott would say. Why do you even care?"

Anneliese, seeming stumped for a moment, did not reply. Taking an open opportunity, Ellie quickly jumped up from her chair to go and grab their coats. Bringing Anneliese illegally to Hogsmeade had been a very bad idea...

"Be--- because" Anneliese stumbled, her face contorting into a sad expression as she tried to speak. "He-- was my--- first person I--- ever had sex with, and we--- we were going to get married--- have his babies! There--- names were--- hey! What--"

"We should have brought Emmeline," Ellie rushed quietly as she jerked Anneliese's coat onto her figure. Juliet, who had already taken to pushing her hand against her forehead in an aggravated manner, simply took Anneliese roughly by the shoulder, beginning to escort her out.

"Yes, because why we thought we could deal with this crazy mess alone is suddenly beyond me," she drawled, sending Ellie a pointed look before dragged a non-complying Anneliese behind them.

Best Friend

"I--- can't--- breathe--- is--- this--- a--- panic--- attack?" Anneliese cried out as she pulled the paper bag away from her mouth to spill out some words. Tears were steadily streaming down her face as she sat curled up in a tiny ball at the edge of Emmeline's bed with one hand clenched on the paper bag, and the other wrapped tightly around her legs.

"YES THIS IS A PANIC ATTACK, ANNELIESE--- SO YOU HAVE TO CALM DOWN!" Emmeline raged, her hands going to Anneliese's shoulders to get a grip on her. "IT'S OKAY--- Everything is going to be fine! So you just need to---"

"HOW IS EVERYTHING FINE!" Anneliese reeled, her eyes going as wide as saucers.

"JUST because you're---"

Anneliese let out a loud moan, a fresh set of tears pouring down her face. Yes, she couldn't even bare to here it out loud without beginning to cry. How horrible was that? Wasn't it! You were suppose to be happy when something like this happens, but all Anneliese felt was like some floozy who had barely made it out of school before getting knocked up. From where she was, she could even see the vial, sitting on the floor so innocently shaded blue.

Yes, blue. A boy.

"EMMELINE!" Anneliese suddenly shrieked, her eyes nearly going wider, if that was even possible. "I CAN'T--- I can't-- what do I even---"

"ANNELIESE!" Emmeline interrupted quickly, digging her grip into Anneliese just a bit more to get her to focus. "You can. We will figure this out. It's not the end of the world---"

At that point, Anneliese started to wail again, burrying her face deep into her knees. But it was the end of the world. First, she didn't even have a job. Second, her husband-to-be's job (not even married!!) was a being a bloody auror. How did those two things add up to a stable environment for this child? And three she had no bloody idea how to take care of a child! So she continued to cry, completely ignoring what Emmeline was trying to say loudly. Eventually, she gave up and simply rubbed Anneliese's back silently.

A good amount of time passed before Anneliese cried herself out. Then, she turned her head slightly, eyes looking up at Emmeline for a quick few seconds before redirecting her gaze. "Can I stay here tonight?" she asked suddenly in a tone that almost echoed one of a child's.

"Of course you can stay here," Emmeline's voice calmed instantly, her face pulling something of a sympathetic and understanding looking. If Anneliese hadn't already been crying, she would have started just at that moment from pure joy that she knew Emmeline would always support her. So instead, Anneliese burst into just tears and threw herself onto Emmeline, hugging her friend tightly.

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