Gryffindor House Party!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters except for the OC, the rest belong to J. K. Rowling

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The week flew by with less incident, Hermione and Maria were still in the early stages of becoming friends, which lead to some awkwardness between the Golden Trio. As Ron stuck by Hermione, Harry was left to help Maria; he walked her to and from each class. The Muggle studies class they all seemed to 'coincidentally' sign up for seemed to help a bit too. It was revealed that next week they would be paired off for a year-long assignment. To add to the strange-ness of everything, it seemed that even the Slytherins had refrained from taunting the gang for the time being. Both Draco and Blaise kept their distance from Maria, although that doesn't mean that they didn't glare at Potter whenever he and Maria walked by together.

By the first weekend of the school year, the seventh years were exhausted and ready for a few days of partying and relaxing. Dean was the first to suggest it during class, and by the time dinner had begun, so had the preparations. Seamus was out in Hogsmeade getting the Firewhisky, Butterbeers, and other various alcoholic beverages. Dean was selecting music and Neville was gathering money to get snacks. Everyone else was busy inviting people to the first party of the school year.

As soon as Maria walked into the Common Room, she felt her heart quicken. Harry, hot from moving the couches and tables to make room for a dance area, had taken off his shirt, revealing all types of muscles Maria had only seen once in an accident. But now, it was right in front of her face, smooth skin over taut muscle only marred by a few quidditch and battle scars, covered only ever so slightly by a thin layer of sweat.

In their time spent with going to and from classes, Maria had gotten very comfortable with Harry, comfortable meaning like so could walk around with him or sat in his lap without really caring as the couches were often filled. She had written her crush off as just something that would probably never happen again. But now, now that she had gotten another glance at what made him so physically attractive, that sudden flame had ignited itself once more. She felt herself flush, suddenly feeling a slight warmth in her crotch, and just the tiniest bit of drool forming at the corner of her mouth. Taking a deep breath and one more glance over Harry's undeniably sexy body, she decided that maybe there was more to her relationship with Harry than just friends. She took off her tie and began to unbutton a few buttons to alleviate the heat her body was beginning to emit.

Halfway across the Common room, Harry took notice of Maria. "Hey there, where do you think you're going without saying hi?" he said as he jogged over to her. The chinese girl turned just as she reached the stairs to the girls dorms, right into Harry's chest.

"Oh my! Hello Harry, didn't see you there." she lied. Harry chuckled as he pulled her into a hug. As his strong arms held her close, her ear pressed against his chest.

"Eww! Harry! You're sweaty! I don't want that all over my face!" she feigned disgust. (She knew she wanted it, lol)

"Is that so?" he laughed right before he pressed his entire body against her, rubbing sweat on as much surface area as he could. Maria screamed and pulled away. "How would you like it if I were to pull my shirt off and rub my sweaty body all over yours?" she yelled. (Holy cow that'd be so hot!) they both thought as soon as the words left her mouth. For a moment, they stood in silence, checking each other out and mentally rubbing their sweaty naked bodies together. In his sweat rubbing, Harry had accidentally caused one of her buttons to come loose and unbutton itself in the sexiest place, right above her apparently lacy white bra.

Eventually Harry cleared his throat and mentally thanked god that jeans are a lot tougher and thicker than slacks so his hard-on wasn't on full display. "Anyway, I was wondering if you were planning in joining us for the party tonight?"

She smiled. "And miss one of your wild Hogwarts parties? Of course I'll come!" He smiled in return, emerald green eyes causing her knees to momentarily go weak. As she felt herself smiling like an idiot and going down to the floor, Harry quickly lunged forward and caught her by the waist. Holding her up, he asked if she was okay. She nodded and claimed "just tired from wandering about all day that's all." He chuckled again and set her on the couch anyway.

She watched as he moved the rest of the furniture by himself. When he had finally finished the she asked "why didn't you just use your wand?" His face flushed pink with embarrassment as he realized how much sense it would've made. He chose to ignore the question.

"Uh, so anyway, I'm gonna go take a quick shower." he paused for a second before jokingly asking "Wanna join me?"

Expecting a 'no,' he was more than surprised when she said "sure, why not." after seemingly thinking it over for a few seconds. His jaw fell to the floor. Now it was Maria's turn to chuckle. "I was kidding Harry, I just thought it'd be fun to see your face thinking about me getting all wet, slowly get all lathered up and squeaky clean." she winked. (What a cocktease!) he thought to himself.

"Do think of me while you're gone, won't you?" she winked as she got up to leave. Harry simply watched her leave, mouth agape, floored by the amount of sexual frustration she had just placed upon his loins and how little she cared.

Up in the girl's dorms, Hermione and Ginny were already in the mists of getting ready. Clad in only a towel, Hermione sat at the vanity while Ginny applied make up to her face. "Hello Girls. What shall we wear tonight?"

The two girls looked at each other through the mirror and smiled mischievously.

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"Zabini, you alright mate? You look stressed." laughed Draco, knowing full well that Blaise had seen him with Maria.

"Fine Draco." Blaise stared into the only source of warmth in the dungeons, watching as the fire wood crackled. His thoughts were still on Maria.

Seeing his friend so out of it, Malfoy began to feel guilty. "Look Zabini, what's going on? Is this about that silly little bet? It's just some pussy... You scared I'll win or something?" he joked, expecting Blaise to have some witty remark. He didn't answer, he stood up and left to his four-poster bed.

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The girls giggled as they went through each others clothes trying to figure out how to dress one another. "How about this?" giggled Ginny as she held up a rather skimpy looking piece of lace. Maria's eyes widened before she burst into laughter. "Gin! You crazy Redhead, that, that's a thong!" Ginny made a face before throwing it toward Maria, who laughed and put it away in her trunk.

Eventually the three girls decided on their outfits. Hermione borrowed a pleated black mini skirt from Maria, and a deep red halter top from Ginny, which she covered with her own white cardigan and finished with white knee highs and black Mary janes. Ginny whistled at her. Then turned to inspect her own outfit, which consisted of a dark blue lace corset top, and a jean mini skirt with a belt and dark blue flats. Maria wore a simple black dress with a deep v-neck, fitted bodice, spaghetti straps and a flared skirt. Paired with some red pumps, curled hair pinned on one side and a pink tinted lipgloss. She took off her glasses and after putting in her contacts, she put on cat-eye eyeliner.

"Aww look at us! Our boyfriends won't be able to keep their hands off of us!" giggled Hermione. Maria's face fell as Blaise came to mind. She missed him terribly. Hermione, mistaking it to be because of not having a love interest at all, rushed to cover her mistake. "Oh Maria, all the guys will want a piece of you!" she smiled weakly. "let's head down to the party girls." mumbled Maria.

The party was a great success, the boys did a great job sneaking everything up and setting up. Harry popped up next to Maria moments after she got a Butterbeer from Ron. "Hey Maria… you …. Look… uh…" Harry trailed off. "Yes Harry?" He stood there with his mouth wide open, just staring at her. She frowned. "What's wrong? Do I look that bad?" He looked absolutely horrified at the accusation before trying once again to finish the sentence. "No, No, No! I-uh-what I meant to say… is.."

"He thinks you look really pretty Mia." Ron had come to the rescue of his best mate.

"Really?" Blushed Maria. Harry nodded speechlessly, unable to breathe, let alone speak. She smiled. He, himself didn't look so shabby, in fact, he looked quite dashing. Clad in a dark green button up and jeans, he offered her a seat next to him and Ron at a game of Circle of Death, a game in which Maria would regret later.

Since she was a new girl in the school, it seemed everyone in their grade had come to the party to see her, as well as chosen her to be their drinking date. By the end of the game, Maria had 6 dates and finished 11 bottles of Butterbeer and downed 4 shots of vodka.

Harry looked over at Maria to see her trying her best to get up, having only 4 bottles of Butterbeer himself, he stood and effortlessly helped her up. "You alright Maria?" she looked up at him unable to focus. She frowned ever so slightly, and shook her head 'no'. She took a step toward him before losing her balance and falling forward. "You're clumsy when you drink, huh?" laughed Harry, holding her up against his chest. She fit so perfectly in his embrace, her head in the crook of his neck, her waist just the perfect size for his arms to wrap around… "Hermione, do you mind helping her get into bed?" asked Ron.

"Noooooooo!" Maria whined. Harry looked down at her as she slipped her hands around his waist and hugged him tightly against her body. "I want Harry to put me to bed!" she giggled. He blushed a color that looked a lot like a strawberry as the guys in the room "Oooooooooo!"-ed and catcalled. Smiling, he said "I'm not allowed in the Girls dorm."

"Then tuck me into your bed!" she smiled bouncing on the tip of her heels, swaying back and forth inches from his face. "Yea Harry!" laughed one of the guys, slapping a hand down onto his shoulder. "I'll put you to bed!" yelled another. With the urging of the other boys in the room, Harry "the-lucky-bastard" Potter picked her up bridal style and began walking up the stairs.

"Mmmmmm..." she sighed as she snuggled into Harry's body. He attempted to lay her down onto the bed, but she refused to let him go. After some discussion, Harry decided that no matter how little sense she made about needing him as a replacement to blankets to keep her warm, she would end up winning because she still held him in a rather deadly headlock. "I can snap your neck with little effort." she warned at one point.

As he lay down with her, she seemed to calm down. Smiling she sighed in happiness and laid with her back to him, pulling his arm over hers so that he was holding her. "Maria, can I ask you a question?" She nodded. "Why do you always want someone to sleep next to you?"

She shifted and squirmed to turn around. She simply smiled. As he opened his mouth to say something else, she lay a gentle finger on his lips. "Shhh, don't you like sleeping next to me?" she looked up at him once again with those doe eyes. "Well, yes, but-" she cut him off again, "Then that's all that matters right now. Don't make it more complicated than it is." Harry sighed. "Besides," she continued, "I feel safe with you."

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Sorry about the delay in chapters. Been busy with School and work. SORRRRYYY! I already have a chapter or two written up. I just have to find the time to type them up!
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