A/N: This is just a tiny little one-shot that I decided to write…It's just a random thought I had. I hope someone may find some humor in it. *shrugs* I didn't bother with editing or anything, I just wanted to get this out of my head.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. They belong to the wonderful creative J.K. Rowling. The song mentioned doesn't belong to me either. If I did own either, I would be able to pay off my numerous student loans.
Hermione, Ron, Luna, Neville, and Ginny all stared on in shock. Draco was leaning back in his chair smirking.
"Maybe this wasn't such a good idea, after all." Replied Ginny in a daze.
"Quiet, Red. I want to remember this." Draco laughed quietly.
The focus of their shock or amusement, if you were Draco, was standing unsteadily on a small stage in the middle of the bar. Harry Potter, also known as the Boy-Who-Lived and the Man-Who-Vanquished-He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named (the Wizarding world loves hyphenating things), was grinning drunkenly.
Hermione sniffed, "I told you he wouldn't be able to handle that much whiskey."
"I want to *hiccup* de-dedicate this s-song to my go*hiccup*od buddy, Tom."
At this point Draco was about to fall out of his chair he was laughing so hard. Once Harry began his drunken rendition of Fall Out Boy's 'Thanks for the Memories' Ron, Ginny, and Neville joined Draco in his raucous laughter. Hermione had her head in her hands. She was mumbling to herself, "this is the man I agreed to marry." And as usual Luna was staring on serenely.
"One night yeah and one one more time! T-thanks for the m-memories! T-thanks for the memories! See He *hiccup*tastes like you only sweeter…ohhhhhh!"
"If the wizarding world could see their hero, now!" Draco's normally pale face was red as he howled with laughter. Both Ron and Ginny's faces matched their hair color.
Hermione was now banging her head on the table repeatedly. "Stupid, stupid, stupid." Luna continued to watch Harry, but she slid her hand between Hermione's head and the table.
"You don't want to create a hole for a snibler to enter…they like to eat good ideas." Everyone ignored the blonde's outrageous comment, by this time they were used to her comments.
"Wa-one night yeah and one m-more time! T-thanks for the m-mem*hiccup*ories! T-thanks for the memories! See He *hiccup*tastes like you only sweeter…ohhhhhh!"
Ron snickered, "Ya know, for being pissed out of his head, he's not that bad." This comment really did make Draco fall out of his chair. The pale blonde was laying on the floor of a muggle club gasping for air from laughing so hard.
As the last cords of the song rang out over the audience, the savior of the wizarding world grinned. "THANK YOU, LONDON!" Harry went to step off the stage, when he promptly passed out.
Hermione sighed, "Come on, let's get the rock star home."
~The Next Morning~
Harry felt like someone had cast the Cruciatus Curse on him repeatedly. Groaning, Harry made his way to the kitchen, where Hermione was enjoying her morning cup of coffee.
"What exactly happened last night?" Harry winced as he sat down by his highly amused fiancé.
"You don't remember?" Hermione was biting the inside of her mouth trying not to laugh.
"Not really. I haven't drunk that much since that night right after graduation…I didn't do anything too embarrassing did I?"
Hermione just grinned. "Nah, I'll show you the memory in a pensieve sometime. Just promise me you won't quit your day job."