Disclaimer: I do not own any of these charming and entrancing characters, but I do own the romantic interludes they will be put through.

Chapter 10

The Living Room
"You know, kids, there's a beautiful lake nearby. You all should go swimming before you leave. There's a great little cottage up there."

"Good idea, Mrs. Weasley! Ginny could come with us, though, right?"

"Of course! She and Ron know the way."

"We used to go there all the time when we were little," Ginny confirmed. "We should go tomorrow evening."

"Maybe we should invite Dean and Seamus," Hermione whispered. Ginny nodded silently, grinning.

The Cabin on the Lake
The girls headed into the bathroom to change into their bathing suits while the boys went to the bedrooms. Harry's trunks were emerald green like his eyes, while Ron's were old and patchy. Ginny and Hermione came out of the bathroom giggling. Ginny's brown strapless tankini was torturing Harry, and Hermione's red bikini made Ron practically drool.

"Boys are so weird," Ginny stated in response to being ogled. "Thanks for getting me this bathing suit for my birthday, 'Mione."

"Don't mention it," she replied.

The group traipsed down to the beach. Hermione conjured some towels and butterbeer, and they all sat down. An uncomfortable silence swept over them, so they all just sipped their drink, until suddenly -

"Hiya, Harry, Ron. Hello, ladies."

"Hello, Seamus," the girls said simultaneously.

"Hey, Gin," said Dean, with eyes only for her. Ginny fluttered her eyelashes and looked down into her drink. He plopped down next to her on the towel. Guilt began to take hold of her.

"Look what I brought, everyone...Firewhiskey!"

"Seamus!" Hermione gasped. "We're not of legal age to drink yet!" But Ginny was eyeing that bottle like it was gold.

"Well, let's bring it into the house. I'm getting a bit chilly," Ginny said. Dean took the towel and wrapped it around her and held her in his arms.

"Better?" Dean asked gently. Ginny felt extremely guilty. She didn't want to use anyone.

"Not really," she said. I just really need a drink to wash away my conscience.

Once inside, the teens changed into clothes and sat in the entertainment room of the house. Hermione and Ginny paired up a a tiny couch, while Harry and Ron claimed the larger sofa to themselves. Dean and Seamus were forced to the floor.

"This game is called 'I Never,'" said Seamus. "Someone makes a statement like 'I never drank alcohol.' If this statement is true for you, you take a sip. First one with an empty bottle loses. Here, you each get your own bottle." Seamus got up to distribute the drinks. Harry and Ron opened theirs and started off with a sip right away. They needed to kill the pain.

"No, Seamus, no. I refuse to drink alcohol!" Hermione exclaimed. "If we'd have known you'd planned to bring this...filth, we wouldn't have invited you, would we have, Ginny?"

"Wait a minute!" Ron jumped up. "You two invited...those two?"

"We can invite whomever we want, wherever we want, whenever we want, Ronald. We don't need your permission! You know what, Seamus? Give me that damn bottle." She opened it up and took a long swig, and sat herself in a huff back on the couch.

"And you, Ginny, don't you dare drink!"

"Why not, Ron, you wanted to try Firewhiskey before! You've just had alcohol, so why can't I?" Seamus gave her a bottle, too, an she opened it.

"Don't," Ron commanded. "I'll tell Mum."

"Ha!" Ginny shrieked. "You'd have to turn yourself in, too. I'd tell on you before you could even get to her." And with that she took a swallow. Ron threw himself onto the couch, knowing she had him there.

"Just start your damn game, Seamus," Harry spoke finally.

"Okay, Harry can take his turn first," ordered Seamus.

"Fine. I never snogged a girl." Dean, Harry, Seamus, and Ron took a drink.

"Now you say one, Dean," Seamus conducted.

"Umm, I never...received oral sex." Everyone but Dean and Hermione drank. Seamus snorted, and Ron tried not to look at his sister so he would never have to know.

"Your turn, Hermione."

"I never got angry with someone because of a physical activity they performed with someone else!" she said, pointedly looking at Ron. Dean and Ron both sipped, but nobody noticed Dean.

"Now me! I never had real sexual intercourse." He took a large gulp of Firewhiskey watching everyone else. When Dean, Ginny, and Harry didn't drink, Seamus looked surprised. "Really, I would've thought the 'Boy-Who-Lived' would've been able to get plenty of action from the ladies, and Ginny one of the best looking girls in school and none of them tickled your fancy? But Hermione..." Seamus looked at her in a whole new light. "Did you think I wouldn't notice that tiny motion." He raised his eyebrows at her. "I never would have thought you the type, but of course, seeing you in that bathing suit, I can see how any guy would want to have you."

Hermione blushed, and Seamus scooched a little closer to her.

About An Hour Later
Hermione was completely trashed and looking at Seamus like he was a piece of meat she wanted to gobble up. Seamus was all over her, playing with her hair and putting his arm around her.

"Want to go into one of those beds with me, Hermione?" Hermione licked her lips and nodded. Seamus helped her up, but before he could get anywhere he was punched in the face.

"No one is taking advantage of my Hermione like that," Ron stated. He picked her up and carried her to one of he beds and locked the door. He gently tucked her under the covers, and sat in a chair in the bedroom to watch her as she fell asleep. He fell asleep not long after she did, still in the chair.

Ginny was so tipsy, she didn't even notice two people had left, or that Dean was passed out on the rug. Seamus was sitting next ot her on the couch now. I am going to score tonight! Ginny curled up into Seamus' arms and began to tell him her entire life story, leaving out how much she liked Harry. She wanted to impress Seamus, not realizing how much the booze had affected her. Seamus was simply laughing at her, but she took no notice. He wasn't even listening to what she was saying until -

"I really want to try strip poker, though." Harry's attention was caught, too. Seamus conjured some cards and poker chips.

"Anything for you, my love." Ginny looked up at him.

"Love?" she said, teary-eyed. "That's all I've ever wanted to hear from a guy." Harry finished off his Firewhiskey.

Ginny, Seamus, and, to Seamus' dismay, Harry all sat at the table to play. Seamus delt the cards out.

"Ante in." Everyone tossed in a poker chip. Their hands progressed, and Seamus had the highest hand. Ginny had the lowest.

"I get one piece of clothing. Gimme your shirt." Ginny complied a little too willingly, but left both guys a bit stiffer than they were before.

"Alright," Ginny said, aware of their reactions. "My deal."

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