A/N: If I owned anything to do with Harry Potter would I be a poor student writing fanfiction about it? No I don't own anything except maybe a plot or two if you can find one

Full Summary: The tensions of the upcoming war are telling on Hogwarts, so the older students decide to do something about it. In typical teenage fashion they throw a few wild parties which become a monthly release for them where they can do their own thing. With startling consequences all round. Obviously it's Draco/Ginny because that's my favourite pairing ever with a few more thrown in for fun. It's set before HBP because I'm still in denial over most of the events in that book. Pure smutty fun.

Pairings: D/G R/Hr H/OC I'll list others as I decide on them

Rating: M for language and eventual sex scenes and there will be at least one lesbian scene but I'll clearly mark that section so it's skip-able for the easily offended

Chapter Summary: The planning stage: "I've decided the time has come to share my knowledge with the lesser masses who have yet to discover the wonders strong alcohol and low inhibitions can create when carefully orchestrated by my brilliant mind."

Author Babble: I decided it was about time I wrote some more Draco/Ginny goodness so here it is… obviously. I have another storyline all worked out but I decided to do something fun first. This is the result of spending all night avoiding my Psychology essay and then watching Top of the Pops while reading Memories:Part I by Ruby4

V.I.P

Chapter One – Epiphany

Welcome we love you
We hate you, we love you
We want you, we need you
We wish we were like you
They say you're a saint
You're a whore, you're a sinner
That he had you, made you
He can't live without you
Would you confess if we asked
That you nurture the urge
To declare that it's time
To settle down
With a man of your own
You want a baby, a family
A piece of security
Shut your mouth, try not to panic
Just shut your mouth, if you can do it
What's your opinion on the dire situation
In our land here, our guest here
Of course you'll be nice here
How do you feel about God and religion
Are you good people, bad people
Guess it doesn't matter people
Your place, my place
Make her bring that famous face
You got some, you want some
You wanna let me get you some
We know your music but of course we'd never buy it
It's too fake man, right man
We don't give a fucking damn
I hear you say it
What have you been reading you smart girl?
Win the game love, give 'em what they want
What they want to see and you could be a big star
You could go far, make a landmark
Make a shit load
And the world spins by, with everybody moaning
Pissing, bitching and everyone is shitting
On their friends, on their love
On their oaths, on their honour
On their graves, out their mouths
And their words say nothing
I waited to say something
Oh shut your mouth
Shut Your Mouth - Garbage

"Think he's gonna explode?"

Draco glanced sideways at Cleo who was staring across at the Gryffindor table on the other side of the Great Hall. He followed her line of vision to where Potter was staring down at the remains of his barely touched breakfast as though hoping that if he concentrated hard enough it would do a little dance for him.

"Probably."

She shot him a look and he shrugged before returning to his Daily Prophet; "You asked, I replied."

She shook her head and turned around again, fixing her dark gaze once more on the Boy Who Lived.

Harry himself was oblivious to both the Slytherin girl's attention and the argument raging over his head. He could hear Ron and Hermione hissing at each other over another of Ron's stupid comments but he couldn't bring himself to care.

"Harry?" He jerked into the present and turned to look at Hermione who had a hand on his arm and was staring at him anxiously. "Are you alright?"

He nodded and flashed her a brief smile before guzzling down some pumpkin juice to prevent her asking what was wrong. He knew she was worrying about the dreams he had been having and their effect on him and he was feeling slightly sheepish that the dreams he was actually focusing on were in fact definitely not the kind she thought were waking him up in a heavy-breathing sweating state. Chancing a glance up he found a pair of huge dark chocolate eyes staring at him unabashedly across the room and he hurriedly dropped his gaze back to his plate. The last thing he needed was for a Slytherin to think he was staring at her, especially when his head was still full of the dreams about her he had only woken up from half an hour ago.

"You know your fixation on Potter, which by the way became nauseating a while ago, is really on its way to becoming a full-blown obsession. Cleo, darling."

Cleo muttered an obscene word at Draco and stamped on his foot under the table before grudgingly turning back around in her seat with her back to the Gryffindor table.

"What do you care if he blows up with unreleased sexual tension?"

Cleo ignored him and glanced around the rest of the room, there was only hushed conversations and the rustling of papers to be heard. The tension in the room was so thick it was intoxicating, even the teachers at the Staff table were leaning close to one another to mutter their discussions quietly.

"It's not just him, look around." Draco shook his head to himself, already bored with her repeated words. "If something doesn't happen soon people are gonna go insane."

Draco grunted and flipped the page of his paper over. He stopped reading when he realised Cleo was silent. He lowered his paper to find her glaring in typical Slytherin fashion at him.

"Cleo…"

"Draco…" She interrupted, imitating his bored voice perfectly.

"What do you want me to do about it? I can't exactly tell them all to cheer up, can I? Especially being a Slytherin and a Malfoy to boot."

Cleo bristled irritably and prodded moodily at her cold eggs with her fork.

"It's just annoying. If you laugh nowadays people think you've gone mad… or in our case we've just committed some terrible crime."

"So go slip some Veritarserum into everyone's drinks… that should give them all something to laugh at for a while."

"Stop being counterproductive, Draco."

He sighed and folded up his paper, placing it neatly on the bench besides him and folding his hands under his chin as he fixed his gaze on her.

"You have my full attention… what's your problem-solving all-knowing plan for fun, Miss Sear?"

She gave him yet another filthy look and was about to turn on him in a huff when inspiration struck her.

"Merlin! I've got it."

Ginny wandered into the Great Hall late with Dean, Seamus, Neville and Luna.

"I'll meet you guys over there; I have to give McGonagall this essay."

They headed off to their respective tables while she made her way through the crowds to the Staff table. She was greeted by many students on her way and was the focus of more than one red-blooded male's attention by the time she had handed the Professor her essay. On her way back towards Gryffindor table she was snagged by Cleo who grabbed her hand and pulled her down next to her.

"Gin… I have the most amazing idea!"

Ginny glanced warily at her friend; Cleo's ideas normally meant detention, and a lot of it.

"If it involves fire, poison or a broom I'm having nothing to do with it."

Draco snorted into his juice but neither girl spared a glance for him. Cleo shook her head and waved her hand around airily. "Now would I do anything to get our sweet innocent little Gryffindor in trouble?"

She cocked her head to the side and cast the red-head an impish grin Ginny didn't believe for a second.

"I used to believe that… but the two months worth of detention by the end of the first week of term I had to endure state otherwise."

"Pah! Ancient history."

Ginny raised a blood-red eyebrow but refrained from speaking as she watched Cleo begin to braid her hair absently as she spoke.

"This, my dear, is the answer to all our problems. You see; I have a plan…"

Ginny winced and finally sat down, one leg on each side of the bench as Cleo turned her back to her so she was facing Draco and allowed Ginny to continue braiding her hair.

"Why do all my nightmares start with that one sentence from your mouth?"

Draco couldn't help but laugh out loud at Ginny's words, causing most of the Hall to look at the three of them. He stared back and they hurriedly returned to their breakfasts, casting dark looks at them every now and then.

"Ginny, babe, trust me. I know all the best ways to have a good time… and I've decided the time has come to share my knowledge with the lesser masses who have yet to discover the wonders strong alcohol and low inhibitions can create when carefully orchestrated by my brilliant mind."

Ginny laughed at Cleo's words causing more uneasy looks in their direction which neither seemed to notice. Draco was about to return to reading his paper when he caught sight of Ginny's legs, revealed almost fully in the too-small skirt which had ridden up as she sat down. As Cleo explained her plan he watched as Ginny's nimble fingers worked her friend's dark brown hair into a neat plait down her back.

"Come on you two, we've got Transfiguration in five minutes."

Ron drained the last of his pumpkin juice and got to his feet grumbling, clapping Harry on the shoulder as they trudged along after Hermione towards their lesson. They were joined by Dean and Seamus who were arguing over some Quidditch move or other. Ron and Harry were soon to join in. Hermione rolled her eyes and fell back a little to wait for Ginny who was making her way towards them.

"Morning Ginny."

Ginny smiled and fell into step with Hermione, her long bag dangling over one slender shoulder and a couple of books and papers nestled in the crook of her arm as they made their up the stairs. Hermione listened to Ginny's relaying of Cleo's plan with amusement and some apprehension. What they were suggesting went against a lot of rules but it would be worth it to see people relaxed again.

As the pair waded through the crowded corridors Hermione was painfully aware of the amount of people who made a point of saying hi to Ginny as they passed, as well as many of the males in the building casting her curious looks with darkened eyes. She wasn't too jealous of Ginny's popularity and ease around the crowds but it did make her realise how close she was to Ron and Harry. If Ginny wanted to sit somewhere at dinner she would have many invitations whereas she would automatically seek out a pair of messy heads, one red one black.

She suddenly felt a warm glow towards Ginny for making her realise how lucky she was to have two friends who were always there for her, admittedly Ron would be complaining about having to be but nonetheless he would be there. Saying goodbye to Ginny she made her way into the Transfiguration classroom and took her usual seat next to Ron, pulling out her books and waiting for the class to begin.

By dinner thewhisperings of Cleo's plan was whirring backwards and forwards across the Hall and for the first time since the previous yearthe buildingwas excitedly buzzing with hundreds of curious voices plotting and discussing it. The teachers were confused by it but not overly concerned; they had more to worry about then the latest gossip.

Cleo sauntered into the room and took her place next to Draco smugly; "I am a genius."

He rolled his eyes and began filling his plate; "Genius… all you've done is start a rumour, you haven't planned any of it out yet. You could get caught."

"Ah well that's where you're wrong, Draco dearest."

"How so?"

Cleo gleefully rubbed her hands together; "All in due time, my good fellow."

He shrugged and went back to his dinner, eating his fill and turning to Cleo who was staring at her watch.

"Its time, come on."

Before he could answer she had yanked him to his feet and was dragging him out of the Hall towards the front doors. He didn't even have chance to protest when the icy air bit at his exposed flesh through his jumper. Cleo made her way purposefully towards the distant Quidditch pitch, opening a hatch that led under the stands for maintenance and leading him in. About five minutes later they were under the commenting box stand and were met by three other students.

Draco gratefully stood next to the fire that they had lit and rubbed his hands together, trying to encourage his blood to flow again. Glancing around at the group he assessed that there was someone from each House present, Ginny of course being the Gryffindor representative.

"Now my darlings. Obviously we're here to discuss the Solution. Our first order of business being… where?"

A tall blonde girl from Ravenclaw suggested the kitchens but Cleo shook her head. The dark-haired boy from Hufflepuff suggested here, the Quidditch pitch but Cleo pointed out how easy it would be for them to get caught.

"Well there's no way we can have it in the Astronomy Tower or the Dungeons because they aren't big enough to accommodate the entire student body."

"What about the Forbidden Forest?"

Cleo considered it for a moment; "It's a good idea." The Ravenclaw girl beamed. "But if the teachers see lights in the Forbidden Forest we're all screwed."

"I don't think anywhere outside will work." Draco turned to look at Ginny who was perched on a wooden beam with her long bare legs pulled up offering him a tempting glance of her thighs again. "It's too risky for the entire school to try sneaking out to one place at the same time without getting caught."

Cleo nodded; "Especially with all the extra protection around the grounds and such now. Good point."

Ginny leant back against the supporting beam so her face was cast in shadow from the flickering flames and Draco pulled his gaze away reluctantly.

"I've got it."

Cleo turned incredulously to Draco who glanced smugly round at them all.

"Remember in first year when we travelled across the lake?"

Cleo sighed impatiently; "Draco now is not the time for a skip down memory-lane."

"Shut up Sear and let me finish." Cleo scowled at him. "We got into the castle that night by an underground harbour."

"What's your point, Malfoy?"

He ignored Cleo and continued. "Well the castle's not the only place the harbour leads to. When my father was here they followed the first years in the boats in their sixth year for a laugh and found a set of rooms in the cave that were only used for boats that were broken."

"Do you think you could show us this place?"

Draco nodded confidently.

Harry prodded a Knight with his wand and it hopped across the board… only to be smashed by Ron's Queen. Ron let out a loud bark of laughter and Hermione huffed and rolled her eyes from her seat next to him on the sofa, her nose buried in her book as usual. Harry glanced at his two friends for a moment; it was almost like it used to be… before Voldemort returned when they could pretend there was no danger.

He snapped back to attention and contemplated his next move, not that mattered Ron always won anyway.

When they had finished their game and Hermione had announced she was going to bed, the pair of them sat and stared at the fire. The Common Room was practically deserted and the flames were low when Ron made his way up to the dorm to his bed leaving Harry alone with his thoughts. Cleo flashed into his mind and he shifted uncomfortably, his face burning with the memory of his dreams about her. He was twice as glad now that his Occlumency lessons with Snape had ended… to think that Snape could have stumbled upon his dreams gave him the chills.

Still, if her plan worked out andhe managed to get his hands on some strong alcohol, a lot of strong alcohol, he might just work up the courage to speak to her. Maybe. With the incentive of excessive amounts of alcohol in his system… he just might.

"Draco… this just might work!"

Draco gave her a smug told-you-so look as he watched Cleo examining the room they were now standing in.

"A few Heating Charms, some lights here and there, a few good Scouring Charms. Maybe a table or two…"

"Or a couple of hundred… remember this is for all the students."

Cleo nodded and made rapid calculations in her head. "Right we'll need to get tables and chairs set up… can you Ravenclaws handle that side of it for us? It'll be quicker that way."

The girl nodded.

"Good, now the Scouring Charms are simple we can do those before we leave it won't take long. The Warming Charms…"

"We'll do those too when we set the tables up."

Cleo nodded thoughtfully at the Ravenclaw girl. "Lights and decorations…"

"We'll do that." Cleo beamed at the Hufflepuff boy who was leaning against the cave wall nearby.

"Music, food and drink, especially alcohol?"

Ginny took a step forward and Cleo wrapped an arm around her shoulder; "Excellent, I knew your brother's 'borrowing' talents would come in handy someday. Now that just leaves how we're going to get people down here. I think us Slytherins should handle that."

"So… when is this going to happen?"

Cleo cocked her head to the side; "How about three weeks from today, that gives us enough time to get it sorted and make sure everyone knows when and where its happening. Better throw in a couple of Silencing Charms while you're at it." She added to the Ravenclaw girl.

"OK, you've all got a copy of the design I decided on don't you?"

There were collective nods and rustlings as the designs were produced from robes.

"Excellent, now since there are so many other little rooms attached to this gem, we can have different rooms for different tastes. Sound good?"

They all nodded eagerly and she beamed.