It was very out of the ordinary for Hogwarts to be having a start-of-term celebration this big, and even more so with Lord Voldemort still on the loose and Dumbledore deceased. The students however, especially the seventh years, were taking this chance to party like they were going to die the next day because for all anyone knew these days, that could just happen.
Hermione Granger for one was having the most fun she'd had in a long time. Donned in a short, very short, black leather dress and with curves showing all over the place, she was already drunk on her 4th bottle of firewhisky. She was dancing wildly, her straggly hair falling over her little shoulders and not aware that the V-neck on her dress slipping lower and lower much to nobody's annoyance.
"Hey baby I'd sure like that in my pants..." whispered a deep voice in her ear as a brawny arm snaked around her waist. She turned a little and saw a blue-eyed Ravenclaw smirk at her before his free hand flew to her v neck and tugged it down till her maroon lace bra was revealed.
Hermione was so drunk she didn't even care. She grabbed both of the ravenclaw's hands and placed them over her full pushed-up breasts and then leaned back n started kissing and sucking at his neck.
She was only slightly aware of another boy swagger towards her and bring his head down to her breasts where his tongue began roaming underneath her bra and his hands caressing her inner thighs. Sandwiched between two really sexy males like this was like a dream to Hermione as she moved her body as best as she could to the rhythm of both of them. Their hands flew to as much open skin as they possibly could and Hermione moaned as she felt four hands and two lips slide over her neck, lips, breasts and thighs all at the same time.
"Geez Mione this is getting sick…… You two clear off right now!" Hermione heard Ron's voice from somewhere in the distance and then two disgruntled groans before a hand grabbed her wrist and began pulling her towards the bar. Flaming red hair and a scarlet face slowly swam into view.
"Haha Ron, I'm sorry but they really knew how to dance, I couldn't possibly say no. Haha, and what about you and Lavender huh..looked like you two hadn't seen each other for ten years or something!" She giggled at the thought of seeing Ron as turned on as he was a few minutes ago.
"Yeah yeah whatever Mione, I just came to get those two blithering idiots off of you! I really strongly advise you to stay off firewhisky for the night ok? You're too……" He broke off at once upon seeing Hermione's more-revealed-that usual chest and quickly looked away. His ears flushed pink but Hermione hadn't noticed. As though on cue, Lavender Brown appeared from the pulsating body of dancing teens
"Wonnie what the hell d'you think you're doing here? With HER? Without ME?" She was shouting over the deafening roar of the stereos and Ron, who knew better, held he by the waist and steered her back into the crowd, shooting a final, anxious frown at Hermione.
Hermione just giggled again and reluctantly pulled her dress back over her chest and turned to face the barman.
"One firewhisky..hic…please."
