Disclaimer: The normal......Harry Potter and crew don't belong to me, but J.K. Rowling. The bands belong to themselves-they are NOT made up. Don't sue me, I'm not making money.
This is me being bored-it has two previous parts, which are better-read those before you read this. This WILL be continued-I left it hanging just a bit. For people who have read my other two, there isn't so much sex and alcohol in this one-BUT there is a beginning of a ~*gasp*~ plot. Amazing, no? Well, enjoy. =)
Oh yeah, I know this is "sick" and all, you don't need to tell me that-thanks.
Bad Hermione
Part III
By Harmony
Part III
By Harmony
Hermione held her breath until the footsteps had died away completely. Then she let out a great sigh of relief and dropped her head onto Harry's bare stomach. "That was close," She whispered breathlessly.
"I know," Ron answered, crawling over her and out from under the bed. "I was SURE that Percy would catch us...." He froze.
"Me too," Harry started. "Hermione, off my stomach, I want to get out." Hermione rolled out into the bedroom to let Harry some room. She looked over at Ron, who was sitting, staring open mouthed at something. Hermione looked and saw Percy, staring wide-eyed at them.
"Percy," Ron choked.
Harry, who was rummaging under the bed for their clothing stuck his head out at the sound of the Head Boy's name. "Oh shit." He muttered.
Percy shook his head in surprise and shut his mouth. "Get dressed," he ordered in a strangled voice. "And stay here. I'll be right back." He left the room in a hurry.
"Fuck," Harry muttered coming out from under the bed the rest of the way. "Fuck fuck fuck," He grabbed a robe and pulled it over his head. "We are in such deep trouble,"
"Harry," Hermione said softly, as she went through the clothing in search of her bra and panties.
"What Hermione," Harry said, sounding irratated and worried.
"Harry, your wearing my robe." The black haired wizard looked down at him self, swore again and pulled the robe over his head. Ron had the audacity to snicker as Harry threw the robe in Hermione's direction.
Hermione caught it and put it to the side as she put her underwear on. Ron just sat there. "Come on, you guys!" Harry said, pulling his own robe on this time. He was appalled that his friends hadn't worked up proper horror.
Hermione sighed and leaned back, flicking her wand at a used condom, making it disapear. "I know we're in trouble, Harry," she said quietly. "But there isn't anything we can do about it."
Harry stared at her for a second, gawking. "Hand me the tequila, Ron," he said finally. "It don't feel like being sober right now-not when I'm about to be expelled from Hogwarts."
***
"Harry Pooter, Ron Weasly, Hermione Granger," Professor McGonagall said, glaring at each of the three students in turn. None of them looked back at her: Harry had his head hidden in his hands; Ron was slumped in his chair, eyes shut; and Hermione had her head thrown over the back of her chair, her eyes also closed. "I should expelle you." There was no reaction from the kids. "Missing class, drinking, haveing SEX," she continued to glare at them as she numbered the offenses on her fingers. "Your lucky that you aren't pregnant, Ms. Granger!"
Hermione sat up, eyes open, at this last part. "We were careful!" She protested. "We used a condom!"
"Yes," The Proffessor's voice rose, and she leaned forward over her desk. "One condom, two guys!"
"Oh," Hermione said, barely meek, and leaned back again. "I had forgotten that."
Ron snickered and McGonagall frowned as she leaned back also. "I should expelle you," she repeated, and sighed. "But I won't. Instead, 100 points of Griffindor-for each of you, plus detention with me all of next week and no Hogsmede on the next time that we're visiting. If your caught doing ANYTHING like that again, your expelled." The three pupals groaned. "You may go," McGonagall finished.
Quietly and slowly the three friends stood and made their way out of the room and into the emtpy hall. "This bites," Ron complained as they started in the direction of the Griffindor Tower. "No Hogsmede and a week of detention!"
"Yeah," Hermione agreed. Harry just moaned a little acknowledgement, his fingers rubbing his temples.
"Harry, are you all right?" Hermione asked, as she reached into her pocket and pulled out a joint.
"No," Harry mumbled, as he concentrated on walking. "I didn't think when I got drunk that I wouldn't be allowed to use a charm to get rid of this fucking hangover.....as if being caught wasn't enough..."
"Oh," Hermione said, lighting the pot and taking a puff. "You just need some sleep-and I've got some asprin up in my room if you need it....?"
"Thanks," Harry said softly.
"Asprin?" Ron asked.
"Muggle medicine for pain," Hermione explained. "Here," she passed the redhead the joint.
"Thanks," Ron said, excepting it. "Hey, where'd you get this? I thought your enlarging box of stuff was taken away,"
"It was," Hermione said, excepting the cigarette back. "But I have more than one." she grinned and offered the joint to Harry. "More booze, pot, handcuffs and shit back in my room."
"Don't smoke that," Harry said softly as he took it from her. "We don't want to be expelled, and thats what'll happen if you do,"
"No," Ron answered, glancing over at his black-haired friend. "Thats what'll happen if we get caught-we won't get caught."
"Hmm." Harry mumbled, returning the joint to Hermione who, after putting it to her mouth and inhaling one last time, stubbed it out.
"Listen" Hermione said after giving the Fat Lady the password. "Ron's right, we don't have to stop-it's too much fun for that...we'll just have to be careful," she smiled. "No more loud music, and we won't do anything in our rooms, you know?"
"Where will we go then?" Ron asked as the trio made their way up to Hermione's room.
Hermione shrugged and pulled a bottle of asprin out. She shook two out and gave them to Harry. "Here," she said, then turned back to Ron. "I don't know. But we can figure SOMEthing out, I'm sure,"
Harry took the pills and sat down on his friend's bed. "Under the bleachers at the quidditch field," he offered, half seriously.
"Under your invisability cloak," Ron said with a grin, causeing Hermione to laugh and Harry to chuckle softly.
"Murtle's bathroom," Hermione said with a grin. "There's so much moaning coming from there, people won't notice any more," Ron and Harry chuckled.
Ron opened his mouth to reply when the door opened and Fred and George Weasly burst in. "Hey!" Hermione shouted standing quickly, her face flushed.
"Sorry," Fred said, without sounding it. "What did u guys DO?"
"Percy is practically trembling and snaps whenever someone says something to him, and MacGonagall is furious! She just gave a hufflepuff a detention for speaking in the halls!" George said, grinning.
"So what'd you do? And why couldn't WE think of that?!" Fred continued.
Hermione and Ron exchanged a look. Harry moaned. "Well?" Fred and George insisted in unison.
Hermione sighed, glancing at her friends again. Ron shrugged and Harry reluctantly nodded. Hermione pulled out one of the enlarger boxes and showed the Weasly twins what was inside.
"And Percy walked in on us," Ron added.
Fred and George's eyes were wide as they looked at each other. "Wow," Fred muttered. "Thats worse than we thought,"
"Yeah, well it seems to be at an end," Harry said, his eyes closed. "We can't, obviously, do anything here and if we're caught doing it again, we're dead."
"And we can't think of anywhere else to." Ron added.
The twins glanced at each other again, grins spreading slowly on their faces as they both thought of the same thing. "Well, you have a detention, right?"
Puzzled, Ron, Harry and Hermione nodded. "For a week," Ron said.
"The first one will be cleaning Mac Gonagall's office," Fred supplied.
"We could create a noisy diversion," George started,
"And get Mac Gonagall away from there," Fred finished, grinning as his younger brother and his friend's caught on.
"You'd do that?" Hermione asked.
"For a price," Fred answered. "We'll create diversions and make this all possible if you share."
Hermione glanced at her friends and nodded, smiling once again. "Deal." She said, and Ron nodded. Harry smiled without opening his eyes.
"Great!" George glanced at his brother. "Have fun tonight!"
"Well," Hermione said, leaning back after the twins had left. "Looks like it's not over yet," She glanced at Harry. "Hangover gone yet?"
This one is really stupid, I know-but I'm going to use it as a bridge. There will definately be more written, and so just consider this a boring piece of something longer. I was tired of writing nearly unassociated pieces.....=)