Disclaimer: still not mine. Have you ever wondered if JK reads any of these? FF is brilliant.
WARNING: Rated MR for Smut! Not sure if it's good, please be nice, first graphic smut. Mild M for language.
A/N: OK here's a RE-WRITE on chapter 2. Pairings are: Ginny/Draco, Seamus/Lavender, Hermione/Neville, Harry/Parvati, Dean/Ron. Please R&R.
Chapter Two
Neville had come in early that morning, having accidently fallen asleep in the library after Detention with Snape. Luckily, Madam Pince hadn't noticed. He had found the rest of his classmates on the floor or in various strange situations. He had never wanted to see Seamus' butt- crack ever. Unfortunately for him, the blanket which had covered the Irishman's bum was now wrapped tightly around Lavender's naked body and she was standing in front of Neville with a cheeky grin on her face, obviously not embarrassed at all.
"Hi Neville! I'm off to take a shower. I'll see you at breakfast. Tell Seamus if he wakes up. "
Neville watched her leave. His eyes hovered on those on the ground. Ron and Dean seemed quite comfortable it would be a sin to wake them. However it was a bit disturbing seeing where other parts of their bodies were. Besides Slytherin's should really be getting back to their own common room, Neville thought. He flicked his wand with a grin and a spurt of cold water shot out the end of it. Theo and Blaise made similar shrieks and thrashed about. Dean and Ron jumped and gazed groggily up at Neville. "Breakfast!" Neville smirked. "You might want to change first." He said, scanning the four of them; their choice in brightly coloured jeans was another rather disturbing factor.
Blaise stood first, murmuring to himself as he pulled at his Fire-suit. Theo was next, shirtless also, but with a large unicorn tattoo covering his upper right shoulder, wearing green jeans. Ron wiped the drool off his mouth. He pulled Dean up to stand. "Thanks mate." Dean said looking out of place. His hair was tousled. He seemed to have lost his shirt. "No problem." Ron's face blushed, his eyes travelled down Dean's fit chocolate-covered, chest and hovered on the rim of his jeans, before his head throbbed and he ran to the bathroom to throw up.
"Where were you last night?" Dean asked groggily while Blaise and Theo left the common room, waving their wands and changing back into their normal Slytherin colours.
Neville was shaking Harry, who must have fallen asleep again. Harry woke up with a start. "W-hat?"
Neville murmured the word breakfast. Something was going on with Ron and Dean but he wasn't about to ask what. "Detention with Snape, then fell asleep in the Library." Dean nodded distracted; flashes of the previous night stunned him - standing on tables singing ABBA, drinking firewhiskey shots; playing spin the bottle...and kissing Ron...
Neville looked apprehensive, taking a few steps back. "You look like you're going to hurl."
Dean, doubled up and gagged, then balanced himself against the arm of a chair. "Not yet – false alarm." He started with a shaky grin.
"Is that all then? Oh Seamus..." Neville said, looking over at his still naked roommate. "I'll leave him to you shall I Dean?" Ron who had made it back from the bathroom in one piece glanced suddenly between the two. His eyes hovered on Seamus' ass. Dean looked up awkwardly, he'd been thinking of Ron's head on his shoulder... pondering the drunken kiss which had taken place...
Harry wiped his eyes sleepily. "Just leave him. Come on Ron." Ron followed, wondering if the pains in his gut were from hunger or a greater feeling of lust. He remembered vaguely of how comfortable it was sleeping beside Dean and their sudden kiss. He had never thought he was gay. He felt and sense of jealousy thinking of Seamus and Dean's close friendship and followed Harry to the Great Hall without another word.
0o0o
Seamus woke, bleary eyed and cold. He shivered, lifting his face from the pillow and stretched. Bastards didn't wake him! He remembered Lavender's beautiful naked body entwined with his and wondered where she had gone to. He noticed his clothes on the floor but did not retrieve them. He attempted to climb the stairs of the girl's bedrooms but they turned to a slide and after the initial fall onto his bare groin he decided to yell after her instead. "Lavender? What are you doing up there? I need you."
Lavender appeared at the top of the stairs with soap in her hair and the towel which was wrapped around her chest dropped to the floor. "Wasn't last night enough?" She grinned, raising an eyebrow. "I was taking a shower. Were you trying to join me?" She sounded amused.
"The stairs had other ideas." Seamus frowned, his lower region was throbbing.
"Tell you what, why don't you go have a shower in your bathroom and I might join you." Seamus' face lit up. Lavender liked to play games; it certainly started that way last night.
"I won't be long." Lavender said, with a smile. "You can wash the shampoo off." Seamus was going to wash a lot more than shampoo off her body. He hurried to get in the shower and turned the water on, letting it soak his skin. He shut his eyes, waiting for her. The pain from his unfortunate fall earlier had dissolved. He strained his ears to hear everything surrounding him; the running water soaking his shoulder blades; the water hitting the tiles with a splash and running down the drain into the great lake; Lavender's feet close-by...he grinned.
Lavender entered the stall where Seamus was showering. Without making a sound she took in his chiselled upper chest and thick pale thighs, surrounding a large package; she hadn't remembered it, that big, but then she had, had drunk a lot and it had been a moment of weakness.
Her head ached. The shower would help, she told herself. Her heart skipped as she fantasized for a split second, Seamus' mouth on hers and she congratulated herself for not flinging her arms around him and making love to him then and there.
She giggled to herself quietly.
But then, she liked him. She liked him a lot. And here he was wet, Irish and incredibly sexy.
Lavender felt the water spray off his shoulder blades, as he turned, his eyes closed, to show his fit back. Lavender's eyes travelled down his spine and settled on his perfect ass. She was in dangerous territory now. She wanted him as much Seamus wanted her.
Lavender let her feet carry her into the stall. Lavender touched his back enviously. His eyes snapped open and he pulled her around him to face her. She was taken aback by this fierce glance. Before she knew it, his mouth was on hers, crushing hers. "Knew you couldn't keep away." He growled.
"You're meant to be washing the shampoo-" She said feebly. He responded by nibbling her ear, and she forgot the rest of the sentence. It wasn't that important anyway.
"It's coming off isn't it?" Seamus replied, between passionate kisses. Lavender had completely forgotten about the shampoo as Seamus pressed against her, instantly he picked her up and she wrapped a leg around his backside as he pushed her up against the tiles, for better leverage. The water ran off their bodies, steaming up the stall.
"I can't believe it took us this long." Seamus murmured as he held her face in his hands. Lavender was incapable of answering because just at that moment, Seamus' hand wandered down her slender spine, over her buttocks and pushed her onto his length without any foreplay and his mouth was on hers again, as she moaned into the kiss with a gasp. Seamus grunted grinding his hips against her. If it wasn't for the water providing a lubricant she wasn't sure she would have survived. She gasped as he forced himself in deeper, adjusting her carefully around him. "Not too rough." Lavender reminded him as he grinned into her shoulder. She held onto him tightly. He was gentler after that. He smelled divine. "That's good." Lavender whispered into his neck. "Baby, you are too cute."
He let her rest against the cool tiles as he lowered his head, still bucking gently into her. She moaned as his tongue swirled around her nipple and his teeth gently pulled, teasing her. His fingers dug into her hips then his mouth was on hers again and she fell back into the moment, wanting him, wanting everything he had to offer, everything she could clasp. She responded, kissing him violently, pulling his face closer so their tongues could duel. "Changed your mind, have you?" He growled.
"I'm so close! I need you to go faster!" She pleaded.
"Roger." Seamus said, enjoying the feel of her body around his. "Brace yourself." Seamus said, inserting several fingers between their bodies to help the process, kissing her through the water gently as he felt her tighten around him. She moaned into his mouth and he grinned, knowing that he had hit the right spot. Finally she screamed his name making him smirk. "Not so loud, honey, do you want everyone to hear?" He kissed her again to stifle the sound and hooked her legs around his length, pushing with all his might, until the crown of his penis was brushing against her G-spot. His fingers pinched her clit for maximum effect and she shuddered again. He felt her liquid drown his fingers and he smiled, as her eyes widened. It was his turn now. He sped up his movements, she held him tightly, her breasts bobbing into his chest, until he hit his own climax. "Better than last night, then?" Seamus said, letting her down carefully and kissing the top of her head. Her knees buckled as she leaned against his body. It had been the best sex of her life. "Much."
0o0o
"Would someone like to tell me what happened last night?" Blaise asked at the Slytherin table as they went to breakfast. Those already in the Great Hall seemed to know everything that had happened. Students were whistling and jeering from all around him.
Draco was squinting down the table trying to see the plates of food, Ginny had mended his eye and though she had done quite a good job, the after effects were starting to annoy him. "I wish we'd signed something of Granger's to say, nobody could speak of this ever."
"Why's that Malfoy?" Harry said from the Gryffindor table. "Remembered you owe me twenty Galleons?"
Draco looked up, seeing a blurry Harry and frowned. "Go back to your breakfast, Potter."
"Not til I get my winnings." Harry said, straightening his glasses and rising out of his seat. Several of the other students who'd been at the rager the previous night were watching curiously. Some had better memories than others.
At this point in time, Seamus and Lavender who were walking without a care in the world, embraced by a passionate kiss. Lavender it seemed wanted everyone to know she had slept with Seamus. She was wearing his shirt, showing of her long legs and her hair was wet and curly. Seamus was wearing hot pink pants (which looked like her pyjamas and a white shirt.
Hermione and Ginny started whispering infectiously and then the entire hall erupted, most with laughter and others with wolf-whistles. Lavender sat down next to Parvati who had vibrant green hair and was staring over at Harry. Dean, who had looked up at Seamus like he was mad, had nothing to say but a friendly handshake and pat on the back (which Ron envied) and Hermione wondered how none of the Professor's had kept their thoughts to themselves in lieu of all this.
Harry held out his hand and Draco sighed. "A promise is a promise." Draco pulled out the galleons and watched depressed as he handed his money over,"Don't spend it on crap, Potter."
"It's going towards a new Quidditch broom, thanks for the investment, Malfoy." Harry smirked and sat back down, sending him little waves ever few minutes, just to annoy him from the Gyffindor table.
"You still haven't said, what happened last night." Blaise said ignoring the matter between Potter and Malfoy and wondering why in Merlin's name he had been dressed like a Muggle.
"You seriously don't remember?" Draco said tiredly. His brain had been on overdrive. It hurt.
"I'll tell you what happened, Blaise." Luna had just walked past and Draco was staring at her with his mouth open. Beside her stood Theo who was carrying two plates, presumably his and one for Luna.
"Somebody pinch me, I think Looney's lost it, if she thinks she can sit here."
Luna sat down oblivious to his comment and Theo took a bite out of a hash brown.
Blaise shot a warning look at Draco but he had just seen Ginny beckoning to him.
"You're all alone, mate."
"OI!" Draco jogged over to Ginny, and ignoring Ron's shocked expression he planted a kiss on Ginny's lips causing the whole hall to explode with shock.
"Am I the only one thinking everyone's gone mental?" Neville wondered beside Hermione.
"It's just hormones." Hermione smiled, reading the latest textbook in Arithmacy.
"Ok Luna, tell me." Blaise sighed, watching Luna and Theo talking as though they were best friends. Blaise would have to question the bugger after breakfast. He was sure he had been furious with her from the Unicorn tattoo previously, so what had changed?
"After I Never, we played Truth of Dare. Hermione dared you to strip. It was quite entertaining for the both of us. You actually picked the costume!"
Theo snorted into his breakfast. Theo looked so shocked he'd lost his voice.
0o0o
Ron and Dean sat awkwardly next to each other, feigning interest. It was just a kiss. A drunken, experimental kiss which meant nothing...
...so then why did Ron get sudden bursts of jealousy whenever Seamus patted Dean on the back each time they saw each other...
...and why did Dean keep imagining what it'd be like taking Ron's clothes off and making love to him in the showers...
...and then there was Hermione? But Hermione hadn't notice Ron all night. Nobody had noticed their one kiss. Would anyone notice a second? And with every mad moment that was happening that morning, would one more thing really be too much?
0o0o
Harry went to leave the Gryffindor table, to find Parvati suddenly by his side.
"I just wanted to say thanks, for trying to get my hair back to the right colour." Harry pushed his glasses back onto his nose and nodded. He seemed to become illiterate with girls, it was highly annoying. Parvati didn't seem to mind he hadn't said anything. She smiled shyly and kissed him on the cheek. "See you around Harry." She had almost left, he only had a second before the moment was gone. "?"
Parvati stopped and turned around with a small smile. Harry felt like an idiot, especially since he had just shouted a load of gobbly-gook at her. The rest of the hall stared gobsmacked at the recent occurrences.
"Of course Harry." She hung back and he realised she though he meant then! He hurried up to her ignoring Hermione's comment about visiting Hagrid and walked quite closely beside Honeydukes talking about the previous night.
"So, can't Dumbledore' convert you're hair back?" Harry asked guiltily. The curse had meant to hit him. He couldn't imagine what he'd look like with green hair - at least Parvati looked kind of cool.
"Actually, any of the teachers could, but right now I think it looks kind of awesome."
Harry grinned. She smiled and Harry felt a burst of excitement as she pulled his hand into his.
"How did you get so good at poker?" Harry wondered, getting it off his chest.
"That's for me to know, and you to find out...someday." She laughed, bumping into his shoulder cheekily. Harry rolled his eyes and was glad he had organised the Poker night, so many of them had benefitted well by it.
0o0o
Hermione was so focussed on her book she didn't hear Neville talking to her until he shook her arm.
"Did you say you had to go to the Library, Hermione? I left a book behind this morning and have to go get it." It took a moment for Hermione to realise what he had said, she was still enthralled in all the information she had just read.
"Ok Neville, I'd like to borrow some more books. I'll come."
"Do you think Dumbledore's poisoned the food. There's got to be something going on for everyone acting so crazy!" He smiled at her.
"I told you it was the Hormones. Plus we only have one more month to go before we're all of age. What a scary thought." Neville laughed.
As they entered the library, Neville followed Hermione first as she entered the Restricted Section.
"How do you have permission to enter this? I thought only Madam Pince..."
"Dumbledore gave me a permit, because I study so many subjects and besides I've read all the other books twice already. I think I'm the only one."
Neville raised his eyebrows. She really was amazing, Hermione Granger. It shouldn't surprise him, but she did. "So what book are you looking for."
"Oh just something light." Neville laughed. None of the books in the restricted section were anything like light. Hermione looked up, on her tip toes she reached for a book on a tall shelf, but it was no use. Neville sighed and pointed to it. Hermione nodded, so he pulled it down.
It shrieked as it slipped out of his grip and burst into a cloud of black billowing smoke.
"Are you ok?" Neville asked sharply, casting Lumos so he could see through the obstructing smoke, which was dissolving fast. Hermione was whimpering. Worried, Neville shone his wand over her face and upper arms and gasped.
Leeches were sucking at her skin. Everywhere.
He cast them off quickly and Hermione, pale and shivering dropped into his arms.
"HERMIONE!"
Madam Pince was suddenly shrieking at him, but Neville ignored the old bat. He patted Hermione's face gently and urgently and tried several awakening spells until she stirred.
"What happened?"
Neville sighed, helping her sit up.
"The book retched leeches onto you and you fainted. I got them off." He said urgently as she looked frightened. "Let's get back to the other level, hey? I'll get my book and we can just sit, somewhere else, the common room, anywhere you want."
"The Lake..." Hermione murmured, as Neville helped her stand.
"OUT, OUT NOW. NO STUDENTS IN THE RESTRICTED SECTION."
"Oh shut up!" Neville yelled, irritated as Hermione leaned against his arm.
"Neville, I don't think I can walk."
Neville nodded, thinking fast, he picked her up in his grip, her legs flopped over his arm and he told her he'd take her to the hospital wing, just to be sure she was ok. Hermione rested her head against Neville's chest, feeling tired and shaky.
"Everything's going to be ok." He whispered. She smiled weakly, knowing it was true.
After Madam Pomfrey took a look and diagnosed Hermione as ok, Neville was able to breathe. She was given some potion and allowed to rest. It wasn't until Hermione squeezed his hand to say she was awake that Neville whispered, "I'll take you to the lake if you want."
Hermione smiled, "Not now, I'm quite happy like this." Neville looked down at his hand in his and felt a warm feeling hit his chest. She had given him a bit of a fright, he never realised that he would feel this way with her. Hermione rested her head and felt Neville squeeze her hand in return.
"I won't be going to the restricted section again." Hermione attempted a smile.
"No, you won't." Neville said seriously.
0o0o
"Ron!" Dean grabbed Ron's arm just before he got on the moving staircase to the seventh floor. "We have to talk?" Ron's stomach flipped. He remembered what about. He also remembered the fantasies he'd had since their last encounter. Ron liked Dean, but he wasn't sure of how to go about their relationship. He wanted to keep things private, but at the same time, he could snog Dean right where he stood, he looked incredible.
"Can we talk in private?"
"You know, normally I would say yes, but I really need to know, what this is." Dean pointed between them quickly. "Was it just loneliness, experimentation or are you gay, like me? I need to know."
Ron hesitated, he didn't know exactly what the kiss was, but he knew it meant something to him.
"Just tell me." Dean said, moving closer. "I won't hate you if-"
"Dean-" Ron leaned down on the step and kissed him. His lip pulled on Dean's lower lip and his hand rested on the back of his neck. The kiss was as amazing as the first, but less sloppy, less drunk. He had more control over it. He gasped, breaking apart as he hovered just above Dean and assessed him. "It wasn't an experiment. I liked it. I like you."
Dean smiled. "You just kissed me." Ron grinned. "In the middle of a moving staircase."
"Yep."
"Well, I guess, you're ok then."
"With us? Yeah, you know, we should probably tell Seamus first."
"Trust me, Seamus is not gay, he's very, very, straight, he just forgets that I'm not."
Ron grinned, "So, we make this public then?"
"I think it pretty much is public."
"Oh no its not, Not yet." Ron pulled Dean down the stairs and back into the Great Hall.
"Ron!" Dean hissed, but was cut off as Ron threw his arms around him and pushed him against the door in a hot and passionate embrace. Despite the craziness of the situation, Dean couldn't help but return the kiss amongst gasps of shock, wolf-whistles and squeals with his heart exploding in excitement.
0o0o
"It seems I have missed something." Dumbledore's voice broke through the hysteria.
"I wouldn't try to make sense of it, Albus." McGonagall said. "To me, it looks like cupid has shot his arrows and those lucky enough to be hit are embracing it."
"I thought he was on vacation." Dumbledore murmured. McGonngall sighed from her chair beside Dumbledore and her eyes wandered over Ron and Dean grinning bravely, hand in hand and seating themselves at the Gryffindor table. Luna at the Slytherin table branding Slytherins with tattoos, ranging from snakes and sculls to unicorns and flowers. Blaise was in deep conversation with her, which was a rare scene. Hermione and Neville were reading, but they both leant against each other, applying that they two were closer than friends. Parvati and Harry were enjoying Honeydukes sweets and had brought a cauldron full to share with friends. Ginny and Draco were sitting together, discussing baby names and Lavender, no surprise was glued to her boyfriend, Seamus, making out as usual.
"It will be interesting to see where they all are in five years, Minerva."
"Where will you be in five years, Albus?"
"Bermuda, visiting Merlin, he has quite a lovely little house on the beach."
"You know, I never know when you are joking, Albus."
"Never!" Dumbledore smiled, with a twinkle in his eye, as he watched the Seventh years happily. Sometime a little craziness never hurt anyone.
0o0o
A/N: Review! Think I'm ending it here. Just a two-shot before things get too complicated. Besides I have other stories to write and this one was getting too hideous. Lol I have been re-writing this since 7.30pm. Time for a break. Thank you to you all for your feedback and reviews, and for those to come. Look forward to writing more funfics like this soon. Have an awesome idea for a Fred/George (non-slash) fic too. Stay tuned!