June 1994
It was the final Hogsmeade visit of the year. And Hermione Granger intended to get the most out of it.
As she walked towards the book store, she saw a familiar looking blonde man in green and gold robes. She waved at him.
"Hello Loki."
"Well, hello there Miss Granger. How are you doing on this lovely June afternoon?"
"Quite well. And yourself?"
"Fantastic. In fact, I'm here to celebrate. Would you care to join me for a few drinks in the Hog's Head Tavern?" Hermione frowned a little.
"Doesn't that place have a bit of a seedy reputation?"
"Probably, but they serve some good fire whisky. Old Abe Dumbledore knows his way around the drinks."
"The headmaster's brother works there?"
"Owns the place. Didn't you know that? I would have figured students would think that place safe for that reason alone." Loki knew the place had a reputation. But he figured if he planted this seed in Hermione, it might lead to a lot more students visiting the place. And he was all for teenage drunkenness. It made for a lot of fun.
Loki extended out his arm, and Hermione took it.
"Besides, I'm sure you wouldn't mind me getting plastered so you can pick my brain on any number of things."
The two of them headed off.
And that was the first, but not last time, Loki got Hermione drunk.