Hermione

Hermione was standing at the bar next to Ginny, sipping on her favorite drink, Coke with a couple shots of Jack Daniels mixed in. Ever since she had gone to America during the summer between her A levels and university, she had been enamored with the sweet soda and bitter liquor mix. Ginny was next to her, drinking a beer and flirting with an attractive dark haired-guy. Ginny was really turning on the charm, probably looking for a one-off. Hermione laughed behind her hand at the terrified look in the guy's dark blue eyes. His eyes were pleading with her for help, but she just shrugged, not wanting to deprive her friend of the tattooed guy. He had some serious ink around his arms and even at the base of his neck; it was ridiculously hot. Hermione crinkled her nose delicately at the memory of Ron's tattoo. It was his family crest, which would have been fine, if he hadn't gotten it tattooed all across his chest in garish color. She shook her head and took another sip of her drink, refocusing on Ginny and the object of her flirtations.

"So," she purred, "you're from New York, huh?" Her brown eyes glinted, they were shining with a predatory gleam.

"Um, uh, y-yeah. My sister and brother, their significant others, my boyfriend, and I are ju-"

"Oh my god, I am so sorry," said Ginny, the color draining from her face. "I had no idea you were taken. Oh god, I've made a fool of myself." She covered her face with her hands as my eyebrows shot up. Gin never apologized this much.

"I, well, um, it's no pro-"

"It's no problem, Red," interrupted an extremely tall man who appeared from nowhere at the dark-haired guy's side. "I run the risk of errant flirters approaching every time I walk away." Hermione smiled, patting her embarrassed friend's back to soothe her.

"I'm sorry as well, for my friend's strange behavior tonight," replied Hermione. The two men made a cute couple, Hermione thought, smiling to herself. The blue eyed man was, obviously, attractive, with his muscles and tattoos, but the other man was attractive in a different way. If they hadn't been a couple, she probably would have been flirting with him while Ginny tried to score with Blue Eyes. The taller man had spiked hair, and strange gold-green eyes. She blinked and squinted her eyes slightly, thinking she had seen something strange. The man just smiled and winked at her as Ginny finished off her beer, still embarrassed. His pupils had appeared, for a second, to be slit just like a cat's. She shook her head and tugged Ginny from her seat. "If you both will excuse us, we are going to go dance. Enjoy your time in London!" she called back to the two men.

She overheard the tall man say to Blue Eyes, "Now that was peculiar, wasn't it, Alexander?"

Hermione started moving her hips to the beat of the song as Ginny began to sway her whole body, her long red ponytail cutting a bright path through the darkness of the club. They danced and sang along, turning down every offer to dance with other people, just enjoying the music and the searing looks they got when they ground their pelvises together during the more sexual, sensual beats.

"'Mione, let's go get another drink," said Ginny during one of those songs, her lips on Hermione's ear so that she could be heard over the music. "I need to breathe." Hermione nodded and the two out of breath, slightly sweating girls made their way over to the bar. The couple they had met earlier was nowhere to be seen, but a group of four people had taken over that spot, one a guy with intense blue hair and Ray Ban glasses, and another was a woman with a blonde ombré style. They looked slightly familiar, but Hermione couldn't place their faces. The blonde ombré girl was leaning into a scruffy guy who had just begun to laugh like a crazy person, and the blue-haired guy had his arm slung over the shoulders of a twiggy guy with brunet hair and huge blue eyes, which she noticed when she and Ginny tried to worm their way into the seats next to them. Hermione ordered her drink, another Jack and Coke. The blue haired guy overheard her and turned to her.

"Wait, they serve that here?!" he asked in a loud American accent.

"Um, yes. It's not a very common drink here, but this bar happens to have it," she explained.

The man got really excited and his other companions started to laugh at him. "Thank you so much! I love Jack and Coke! You just made my night!" He threw his arms around her, and she stood there uncomfortably until the really thin guy pulled him off of her.

"I am so sorry," he said in an Australian drawl, "Ty is really kind of drunk right now, and I would have stopped him if I had known what he was doing."

"It's no problem," replied Hermione with a wave of her hand as Ginny stood behind her, dying of laughter. The group got up, a Jack and Coke firmly clutched in the hand of the blue-haired guy, and headed towards the dance floor. "That was weird," she said, turning to Ginny.

"He just fucking hugged you over whiskey," heaved Ginny, laughing so hard that she was starting to cry.

"Shut up, Weasley," growled Hermione, taking a larger swig of her drink than necessary.

"Granger?!" she heard an astonished drawl from behind her. She turned her head to see who it was, and she groaned out loud.

"Hey, Dean? Can I get two shots of Jack, neat?" she called to the bartender. Tonight was too weird, and she took a long, deep pull of her drink as Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini, her schoolyard nemesis and his best friend, walked over to her and Ginny.

A/N Hi. This is going faster than I'd expected, which is good. Let me know if you want steamy scenes! This might inspire a sequel; I don't know. I'm just writing and words are happening. Bonus points if you can spot my cameos. I decided to play with some other characters. Still don't own anything. I love you all. Please R&R.

All my love- Rose xx

P.S. I intended to post this tomorrow, but as I'll be spending most of my day in the car, I figured I'd just get it up now so that I don't forget. So double love in one night :)