Song: I Kissed a Girl
Characters: Cho Chang, Megan Wilson (OC), Mariette Edgecombe, Terry Boot

I kissed a girl and I liked it,
the taste of her cherry chapstick.
I kissed a girl just to try it,
I hope my boyfriend don't mind it.
It felt so wrong,
it felt so right.
Don't mean I'm in love tonight.
I kissed a girl and I liked it (I liked it).
~Katy Perry

Cho wasn't in a very party-friendly mood, but Marietta had spent twenty minutes pleading with her to come down to the common room. Once she'd gotten there, Cho had to wonder why they were considered the smartest house. Umbridge and her cronies were apt to pop up at any moment. Why were her housemates flirting with danger and Firewhiskey? She shook her thoughts away and joined right in, downing three shots in the first five minutes. The drunker she got, the fouler her mood. She started crying, though she couldn't reason why.

"There, there," Marietta said, patting her shoulder. "Cedric wouldn't have wanted you to be so sad all the time."

Cedric? Cedric who? She giggled. "Well okay." She stood and grabbed Marietta's hand. Some kids were playing music in the corner and had started a dance party. Cho rushed right to them.

In her intoxicated state, Cho didn't notice all the strange looks she was attracting for acting so different than normal. Her mind was telling her to dance, and her limbs moved of their own accord. Cho was flailing around, bumping into everyone around her.

Someone stuck their foot out and she fell, toppling right onto the girl in front of her.

Cho opened her eyes to find her face plastered into the girl's chest. "I'm so sorry," she said as she looked up into the girl's face. Cho didn't know who she was or what she was going through, and she didn't know how to react when the girl wrapped her arms around Cho and pulled her into a rib-bruising hug. After freezing for a moment, Cho felt her unknown sadness come back. The girl was a lifeline, her hug keeping Cho in reality or, at least, in her alcohol-hazing version of it. Wrapping herself around the other girl, Cho smiled at her and said, "This is nice."

Had Marietta still been dancing by Cho when they'd fallen, she would have pulled Cho to her feet and drug her to their room. But she wasn't.

Anyone who noticed the two girls on the floor embracing diverted their eyes and shuffled away to find their friends.

The girl stated up at Cho with a blank expression for a moment before breaking into a drunken grin. "I like you," she replied.

Before her sober mind could even begin to peak through, Cho leaned down and placed a sloppy kiss on the girl's mouth.

In her state, Cho didn't even recognize that this was Megan Wilson, the only girl Cedric had dated before her. Neither she nor Megan remembered that Megan had come up to her in the corridor the day after Cedric had asked Cho out, or that Megan had then called her an Asian slut. Neither remembered that Cho had run away crying and Megan had lost fifty points from Ravenclaw over the racial slur.

All the girls remembered was that they'd been knocked to the floor together. After Cho's kiss, Megan kissed her back. The two started making out passionately, not stopping until Marietta and Terry Boot pulled them apart.

"What do you think you're doing?" Marietta demanded (with no answer) as Terry said to Megan, "I thought you were straight! I won't date girls that swing."

Megan giggled, "Swing? How can I swing? There's no swing set." She turned to Cho. "Do you see a swing set?"

Cho furrowed her eyebrows. "I- I don't think so..."

Marietta sighed. "Quit acting stupid! I thought you were into Harry and, more importantly, guys. Why would you kiss her?"

Cho blinked at her friend in surprise. "Why not? She's nice."

Nose flaring, Marietta grabbed Cho's arm and glanced at Terry. "Keep your girlfriend controlled. Cho doesn't do these things." With that, she turned on her heel and harshly yanked Cho along as she headed for their room.

Cho whined, "But I don't wanna leave the party yet."

Marietta didn't reply.

With a sigh, Cho looked back to Megan. She lifted a hand and fluttered her fingers, as if to say, "Bye, bye."

Megan returned the gesture, and for once, Cho went to bed in an okay mood. Waking up was a slightly different story.

No, I don't even know your name, it doesn't matter.
You're my experimental game, just human nature.
It's not what good girls do, not how they should behave.
My head gets so confused, hard to obey.
~Katy Perry