Para: By the lake
Mack propped herself up on her elbows and turned to face her friend when she revealed that the Slytherin’s parents would be coming to Hogwarts. Mack’s eyes conveyed her understanding and sympathy for her friend. They both came from very old, influential and powerful pure blood families, both of their families had certain ideas about how their daughters should be and what they should be doing with their lives, regardless of what Santana and Mack wanted.
"Damn," Mack said “did they give you any specific reason for the visit? Or is this just another ‘checking to make sure you’re doing exactly what you’re supposed to do’ sort of visit?" Mack gave a crooked grin at Santana’s comment about the tequila, “of course it is, you know when it comes to tequila and whiskey I never get the cheap shit." Mack laughed and took a swig from the whiskey bottle giving a soft moan of enjoyment at the warmth and smooth flavor flowing down her throat before turning her attention back to Santana; she knew the Slytherin was far more upset about her parent’s visiting than she was letting on, so Mack did what she had always done, try and take Santana’s mind off of it and make her laugh. “When I’m drunk? How about when you’re drunk San? Remember the last time you got shit faced?" Mack asked with a mischievous grin remembering the drunken, crying, slightly bipolar mess that had been Santana and it was all because the Slytherin had seen a child drop his ice cream.
Santana took another shot of tequila. “They said they are coming on business from the ministry, but would like to see me while they are here.” Santana took another shot. “But you know what they really mean are they are coming to check up on me. I got all O’s on my OWLs, I’m a prefect this year, Captain of the dueling team, and it still isn’t enough.”
Santana put the bottle of tequila down and pulled out another hand-rolled cigarette. “Hey, that ice cream looked really good,” Santana protested with a grin, before lighting up her cigarette. ”So they are coming, and of course are going to be snooping around. I just hope they don’t stay that long.” Santana brushed her fingers along the blades of grass for a moment, just lost in thought. But she quickly shook herself out of it. “So, what’s been going on with you MacKenzie?” Santana said with a teasing tone to Mack’s name. She very rarely every used the whole thing. “Been whoring your way through Ravenclaw, or have you decided to calm down this year?”