Hello! The story you've just clicked on is called: "Party at Ron's house!" and is supposed to be a comedy/Romance. The pairings are Ron/Hermione, George/Hermione. 'Love triangle' isn't really the right word for this…so…

There is no smut, lemon, etc in this...until later. It isn't PWP either- it's like the magical version of a carry on film. Hehe.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. IT BELONGS TO JK ROWLING AND HER ONLY.

Enjoy!

"My name is Hermione Jean Granger. I am 18 years old and have currently graduated from Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. The story you are about to read is (sadly) based on true events. I am responsible for my own actions *sigh* except for the firewhiskey scenario. You all know me as miss bossy-know-it-all bushy haired Gryffindor but this has probably changed the way I am to a slight degree. So yeah…I hope all of you enjoy the story and…please, take this from someone who cares for you- DO NOT mix Firewhiskey with pumpkin juice and vodka. You'll only wake up in a pool of your own vomit in Mrs Weasley's cutlery pots and pans…trust me"

The 7th year students of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry sat quietly amongst themselves as their headmaster Professor Dumbledore rambled on with his speech. All 7th years students were situated in rows of seats, each clutching a rolled parchment with their awards. The last few moments he spoke, he pushed his half-moon glasses up his long nose he cleared his throat and said the eight words all students had been waiting for all year:

"Hogwarts Students of 1998- you have now graduated!" He raised his wand up high and a golden beam of light illuminated the ceiling, and fireworks began to explode in the great hall, of all different colours.

Uproar of clapping, shouting, and overall happiness filled the empty halls in seconds as the 7th years got up off their seats and threw their graduation hats in the air. Professor McGonagall wiped a tear from her eyes as numerous students ran to their friends across the hall and hugged them tightly.

Hermione Granger wrapped her arms around her best friend Harry Potter and hugged him tightly. Tears were in her eyes as Ron approached them with a big grin across his face, he opened his arms and hugged Hermione tightly.

Ron faced Hermione and opened his mouth to say something but Seamus Finnegan had put his hand on Ron's shoulder, his face full of enthusiasm.

The halls began to clear 20 minutes later, students walked out of the hall carrying their parchment certificates, other were crying and one student in particular wouldn't let go of professor McGonagall, as she cried her eyes out.

Harry, Ron and Hermione walked towards the end of the great hall when Seamus and Dean approached them.

"So Ron…you were mentioning that 'gathering' at your place tonight, right?" Seamus asked, grinning from ear to ear.

Hermione and Ginny rolled their eyes.

"Uh…yeah…gathering..." Ron said as his ears went red.

"By 'gathering' you mean PARTY? Right Ronald?" Hermione smiled, embarrassing him slightly. He turned to Harry who was grinning at him.

"Of course he means party…look at him he's sweating like Tiger woods in a strip club…"Harry replied.

"Tiger who?" Asked Ron.

"Never mind" Harry shook his head.

"Yes Hermione…it is a party, and for your information it's at the burrow. I've been planning this for ages"

"And do your parents know anything about this?"

"They're visiting my brother Charlie for a few days" Ron began "So it's gonna be me, Ginny, George and Percy. But he's not staying" Ron replied.

"So your parents are going to come back to their house burned to the ground, am I right?" Hermione grinned at Ron.

"They wont suspect a thing. They just think that Harry and you are staying over."

Lavender and Romilda approached the group.

"But we ARE staying over, Ron" Hermione replied. "There isn't going to be any…alcohol, is there?"

Lavender rolled her eyes. "If there isnt then I promise you that half the year won't turn up. Slytherins included."

"Who said those slimy bastards are coming?"

"Pansy and Blaise are going to find a way to get in- I heard them talking about gate crashing last night in the library." Hermione said.

"Since when do slytherins go to the library?"

"Ron it's not funny! They could seriously hurt some people if they got in!"

"I'll hex their crusty balls off if they come within 2 metres of the Burrow" Harry replied as Ginny narrowed her eyes. She turned to Ron. "What about George? Shouldn't we think about him? He's still upset…"

"He said he'd work overtime in the shop during the party-"

"That's heartless" Hermione snapped. "He's your brother. The least you could do for him is tone the party down a little so he can get some sleep"

"Oh chill out Hermione!" Romilda put her arm around her. "You need to get a little loose! We've finished school!"

"And you don't need to go to that dreadful, dusty old-"Lavender began.

"The library is NOT old and dusty!" Hermione barked. She turned back to Ron "If you're going to bring a lot of alcohol…"

"Which I am" Ron grinned like the Cheshire cat.

"…provide sick buckets for all those reckless teenagers…"

"You're talking like you're a 40 year old mother, Hermione" Ginny laughed.

"It's probably because she is" Dean snickered. Hermione shot him a deathly glare. He recoiled in terror and intimidation.

"As I was saying, I think you should be careful with the amount of firewhiskey and vodka you're going to be serving, Ron…"

"Vodka!" Romilda clapped her hands together. "What a great idea!" She stepped forward and yelled down the corridors: "ANYONE WHOSE GOT MUGGLE PARENTS GET SOME VODKA AND BRING IT WITH YOU!" Followed by a few cheers and other students walking towards the group.

"Did someone say vodka?" The Patel twins said, peeping between Romilda and Lavender.

"Sadly…" Hermione sighed. "Just please Ron…" She put a hand on his shoulder; he glanced at her and his face immediately softened. "Not too much, okay?"

"Hermione, I love you" Ron began. "But I cannot make that promise"

"Fine" she replied "I guess I'll be the only sober 17 year old left, won't I?"

Everyone nodded.

As the group of graduates separated and made their way out of the great hall, Seamus Finnegan had decided to do a little surprise for passing students…in his birthday suit.

Hermione's eyes widened as she saw a flash of nakedness run past her with his arms up in the air- he was running through the corridors screaming:

"7th YEAR GRADUATES DON'T FORGET YOUR HANGOVER SPELLS…PARTY AT RON'S HOUSE!"

Haha! It was so much fun writing that chapter. It's going to get really funny I promise you. Believe it or not, I do have a sense of humour. I have good news! It's my birthday today! (14th November) so I decided to finish this chapter and upload the mark of me turning 16 today! FINALLY! Although we can't do that much in England except drive a stupid moped, get married and do the dirty deed…none of which I'll be doing any time soon.

Stay tuned for the new chapter! And don't forget to review! They make me happy! I'll give you a cookie in return! 3