As if finding him here in the dark in a heap wasn't enough, Cody barely evaded the vomit as it sluiced out of Noah and onto the grass near his knees. The teen sighed and tried to make sure his sick friend stayed on his side. It wasn't drug induced, it wasn't alcohol either for Cody couldn't smell it on him. He wanted to grill the poor kid about what happened but now, in the grass in the dark, wasn't the time.

Without thinking about it, the Gryffindor glanced around the yard in search of who might be responsible. They would be long gone by now, it was more perfunctory than anything and he started shifting Noah's lower half so he was on his back again. "C'mon, time to get you inside." He grunted a little as he prepared to pick him up and gave Davy a look that seemed to imply "Let's do this." Concern was beginning to etch itself all over the boys face, which would be shortly followed by rage.

"Who d'you suppose I'm going to have to kill for this?" He asked quietly, starting to think there was something serious happening to his friend as he sobbed and twitched in half-consciousness. Somehow he was thinking he should have kept a better watch on his friends during the party, which was absurd because it's not like this kind of shit happened a lot.





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Anyca McTiernan: Ready to Sissify the Shit out of Tobias Haddock.