And it starts, sometime around midnight.
Or at least that's when you lose yourself
for a minute or two.
As you stand, under the bar lights.
And the band plays some song
about forgetting yourself for a while.
"Bloody muggle song." Fred whispered to himself as he gulped down his sixth fire-whiskey. He could see his George shaking his head at him but he didn't care. He stopped caring about everything 2 months ago after the last silent tear escaped her cheek. He made her cry, he promised her he'd never do that. But he became that guy...
He could hear the drunken laughter of his friends around him. Usually he would join in their jokes but he was aching.
He watched as his youngest brother and his best mate try (unsuccessfully) to make out with these two absolutely hideous girls. For the first time in awhile he laughed. Then his thoughts flooded back to the first time he kissed her...
*flashback*
The Gryffindors had just won their game and as a celebration, Fred and George had snuck in some fire-whiskey, beer and pretty much every other drink imaginable into the common room. George, being the brilliant man that he is, suggested that they should all partake in a game of Truth or Dare. George really only wanted this because he was trying desperately to hook up with Katie.
Fred and the other boys cheered. The girls moaned.
"Bloody hell George! We don't want to play this game! Last time I had to give Nevielle a blow job!" whined Lavender. Everybody chuckled, even Hermione.
That's when she spoke...."Alright boys, we'll play. But there was to be some rules. Nothing that can injure anybody else. Last time Ron nearly broke his bloody arm! Also, nobody will be have sex with anybody else, all right?"
They were playing for about an hour when George dared Riley.
"Oi. Riley, I dare you to make out with Hermione. For 5 minutes. You both need to be into it. I want touching ladies!"
Riley's eyes got big at his request. Fred noticed the flash of anger and he laughed.
"Fuck off Fred! Stop laughing at me! And fuck you George. I'll do this because I love Hermione, she's one of my best friends. You're going to pay for this...LEE PUT THE BLOODY CAMERA DOWN! I WILL HEX THE SHIT OUT OF ALL OF YOU!"
She turned to Hermione. "Alright love, I'm so sorry about this. But let's just get it over with so we can ruin some lives." Both girls turned a few shades darker than normal when Riley placed her hand behind Hermione's neck. At an agonizingly slow rate their mouths touched, at first gently then Hermione inched her way closer to Riley. Now both girls were moaning and writhing around the circle...Riley pulling Hermione by the hair. Both girls were grasping for air and then...
"Ok boys. That was five minutes; I hope you enjoyed the show." Riley giggled. "I think it's sufficed to say that all boys got a bit of hard one with that one ehh? Well now that it's my turn...George, since you're an absolute prick, I want you to mimic what the ravishing Hermione and I did with...Lee. That's what you get for trying to take pictures."
Laughter erupted. Fred couldn't stop looking at her. He always knew that she was a beauty, but after her little make out session, she had a bit more color to her cheeks and her bambi eyes just looked wild. She was absolutely stunning.
Twenty minutes later, after Ron had gone down on Lavender and George had gotten his long awaited blow job for Katie, it seemed that Riley and Fred were the only two who really hadn't gotten any...
"Ohh my turn! Hermione squealed. Ok, uhhh Fred...I dare you to take Riley up to the boy's room and have your way with her."
Fred just stared at Hermione. Riley was glaring.
"Nono, I'm serious you two. I just gave Harry a lap dance after he went down on me. For the love of Merlin. Go to the boy's room, and ravish each other for 7 minutes. As you already know, the room has a spell on it and you need to go through with this dare or you'll both be cursed. Everybody else had to do. There are candles all over the place, it's rather romantic."
"Well what exactly do we need to do? You can't just say ravish..." Fred argued.
"You'll know what to do when you get in there." Hermione giggled.
Exactly 2 minutes later, Fred was sitting on his bed with Riley.
"Herm, well, umm...I don't want to-" Fred was cut off mid sentence by Riley's tongue. Her hands were grabbing the bottom of his shirt...
"Fred, she moaned into his mouth, I'm drunk and horny. I really want you to touch me. Please. I'm begging you."
He obviously didn't need her to say anything twice. He helped her take off his shirt. Then he lifted her flimsy tank top over head. She inched herself onto his lap, their kissing getting heavier. Her scent was intoxicating. Her hands were cold on his body. He was going crazy; he had never wanted somebody more in his life. He took her face in his hands, her lips were swollen from kissing, her hair was wild and tangled but it was her eyes that he couldn't stop looking at. They were begging him to take her right then and there.
"Fuck, Riley. We need to slow down. I'm going to do something I regret. Fuck. You're my mate. You're beautiful though. Fuck. Riley."
Her only response to slither out of her pants.