THE PARTY
By OMFG-Roach
A/N: HELLLLLLOOOOO 'HP' FANS! GUESS WHO'S HERE! (Yes, I do ship HermionexHarry, so NO FLAMES!)
CHAPTER ONE:
Ugh…my head… Harry thought as he painfully lifted his head from his pillow.
His head felt like a slab of concrete, attached to his shoulders by God-knows-how.
His stomach... well… let's just say that whatever was in there wanted out now.
His arms felt like Jell-o™, his legs, doubly so.
What was this? Was the party that good?
The party…
Oh, no…
That stood out like a sore thumb.
Like a very sore thumb.
But, hey, at least Ron, Hermione, Luna, Ginny, Fred, George, oh hell, the entire House of Gryffindor plus our little Harry had fun. Plus, all of Slytherin was there, all of Ravenclaw, and all of Hufflepuff was there, too.
Unfortunately, Harry didn't know that he was sharing a bed.
But when his head felt a little better, he looked over to the other side of his bed.
Hermione was there, still asleep.
Potter's eyes widened.
He took a quick glance at his chest.
OH MY GOD! I'M SHIRTLESS!
His bare chest somewhat poked out from the covers.
Oh my…HERMIONE'S SHIRTLESS TOO!
One glance was all it took to realize what had happened.
Of course, he didn't know that he'd have to share a bed with Hermione after the party.
Or was he drunk when he went to bed?
Wait…
If he was drunk, then that must mean that he was having a hangover right now…
This meant that he probably did something to Hermione…
The entire boy's dorm shook with Harry's scream.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"