"Hermione, get up! It's one o'clock in the afternoon!" Lavender yelled as Hermione slept, quite deeply.

Lavender had been yelling for about fifteen minutes and Hermione had shown no sign of awakening.

"Hermione, I'm not in a very good mood either right now, but you need to get up!"

Hermione stayed put. She still laid sprawled out on the bed, sleeping peacefully.

"Fine, sleep if you want. I'm just going to leave you here."

Hermione still didn't move in the slightest. Wait, Lavender thought, I know what will get her up.

"Hermione, if you don't get up right now, I might be forced to tell Harry what you did with Draco Malfoy. You wouldn't want that, would you?" Hermione suddenly sprung up from her bed. Try as she might, she wasn't doing a very good job of looking alert.

"I'm awake! I'm awake!" Hermione cried. "What do you want with me? I've decided that I don't want to be a model anymore! Just leave me alone so I can..." she yawned and rubbed her eye, "sleep."

Lavender couldn't help but feel amused as she watched Hermione look completely disoriented as she talked to the bedpost as though is were Lavender. On top of that, where on earth had she gotten the idea that she was a model?

"Hermione, I don't know when you were a model, but it certainly wasn't today." Lavender said as she pulled the sheets off of Hermione's bed in another attempt to get her up for the day. "C'mon, let's go to the library and research that Flabbergast Potion for Snape. That oughta be right up your ally."

Hermione looked at Lavender for moment, then stammered, "What do you mean, you don't know when I was a model? You, me, and Ginny got picked to model in London-we went to Gladrags Wizardwear and walked on the catwalk and everything...don't you remember?" Much to Hermione's surprise, Lavender burst out laughing.

"Hermione, we did a lot last night, but I don't recall modeling. Mind you, I don't remember much of anything we did last night, but I do know that we got drunk with the Slytherins, you made out with Draco Malfoy, and now we're all suffering from major hangovers."

Hermione still looked quite perplexed. "But...but, I mean, we woke up and we went to eat and everything, and the Slytherins didn't remember anything from the party, and Seamus told us about a modeling contest and...and we won it."

Lavender was still grinning. "Sounds like a great dream, Herm, but I'm afraid the Slytherins do remember what happened at the party. I hate to tell you this, but the whole school knows about everything we did last night."

"It wasn't a dream! I know it wasn't!" Hermione looked as though she were close to tears.

"Alcohol will do this to you, Herm. Don't stress over it...it'll all be better-" Lavender was interrupted by Hermione.

"Did you say that the whole school knows what we did last night?"

"Yeah," Lavender said as she bit her lip, "I'm afraid so."

"Shit! So that means Harry is pretty pissed, huh?

"Yeah, from what I heard from Dean and Seamus, he's not exactly thrilled. But you know Harry, he'll understand. He usually does, anyway. If there's anyone you should be worried about, it's Parvati." Lavender's eyes grew a little wider as she said Parvati's name.

"Parvati?"

"I doubt you remember this-damn, you were drunk last night-but Parvati had her heart set on getting with Malfoy. She left after he didn't notice her...and then then she head that you got with him."

Hermione looked slightly alarmed at the fact that anyone would assume she had made out with Malfoy on her own will. "Surely she knows I didn't do it on purpose!"

Lavender shook her head. "Trust me, we've been friends for forever, and whatever gossip Paravti catches on to, she's gonna stretch it to the limit. I wouldn't be surprised if she's told everyone that you're pregnant."

"Hmm...Harry would love that, wouldn't he?" Hermione asked with heavy sarcasm and a smile. "At least we had fun. It's a shame my dream wasn't real, though. It would've been fun modeling clothes in London."

"London! We were going to model in London?"

"Yeah," Hermione said as she started making up her bed. "Like I said, a shame it wasn't real."

Lavender, who was helping Hermione with the bed, suddenly broke into a smile. "I think I've had an idea."

"What?"

"Oh, never mind." Lavender said, with every intention of running straight to Ron and telling him that she'd had an idea for Hermione's birthday present.

****

"I still can't believe it. Hermione and...Malfoy." Harry moaned. Ron couldn't help but laugh at the way Harry said Malfoy's name with such disgust.

"Oh, Harry, give it a rest. Hermione was drunk, for goodness sake. Give her a break." Ron said. Seamus walked out of the shower with a towel around his waist.

"What a wonderful Saturday morning! My head is throbbing with pain, I haven't eaten since yesterday, and every bone in my body aches from where I fell down the hill last night. I swear if I ever drink another beer-"

"Seamus!" Ron yelled, "I'm not in the mood to hear you complain!" Seamus sort of backed toward the wall for a moment, but then a mischievous smile swept across his face.

"Ron, did Pansy Parkinson not put you in a good mood last night?"

Ron blushed a very dark shade of red. "I...I dunno what on earth....you're...you're talking about."

Seamus remained grinning. "Sure you don't, Ron. You might ought to have a little chat with Pansy. She seems to think that you and her were in the bathtub together last night. Or, at least that's what she was telling everyone this morning."

Ron was hit by a sudden coughing spell as a beating on the door could be heard echoing through the dorm. Seamus strode over to the door and opened the door widely. Whoever he expected it to be, it definitely wasn't-

"Hermione!" Seamus squealed as he made a desperate grab for his towel, which was falling off of his waist. "What are you doing here?" Hermione couldn't help but giggle as Seamus struggled with his towel.

"I'm here to talk to Harry," Hermione said, still giggling. "Alone."

Ron grabbed Seamus by the arm and pulled him out of the dorm, leaving Hermione and Harry by themselves. He winked at Hermione as he walked by. Hermione could hear Seamus' cries of "You expect me to sit in the common room like this?" and "This is so humiliating!" as he and Ron walked down the stairs. Hermione shut the door.

"Hey," she said to Harry, casually

"Hey, Hermione."

"So..." Hermione began.

"So-what all did you and Malfoy do last night?"

"Harry!" Hermione shrieked. Harry drew back as though Hermione were about to attack.

"Sorry. Just asking."

Hermione smiled. "You don't seem to have a lot to ask me."

"Actually, I do. Quite a lot, in fact." Harry replied. "First of all, why on earth did you-you know-with...Malfoy?"

Hermione looked up at Harry, astonished. "I was drunk! Didn't you know that?"

"No." Harry said, looking very puzzled. "Are you serious? You were...drunk?"

"Harry, do you remember anything from last night? The punch was spiked."

"With what?" Harry asked, almost enthusiastically.

"Vodka."

"Damn, you must have been real drunk. But really, Herm....Malfoy?" Harry said. Hermione was pleased to see that he smiled as he said this.

"Hey, from what I heard you had quite a time last night too!" Hermione said with a smile. She was extremely glad that Harry had let the Malfoy situation go so easily.

"Well, since you got into all this mess, you'd better not expect a birthday present," Harry said with an unconvincing attempt to look serious.

"Well, you'd better not expected a kiss since we made up and all-but I guess that's your loss." Hermione replied, resisting the urge to pounce on top of Harry.

Harry playfully rolled his eyes. "Fine then. I guess I'll get you a birthday present."

"Okay then," Hermione said, "I guess I'll give you a kiss."

Hermione walked over towards Harry and wrapped her arms around him. "You can have more than a kiss," she whispered as they fell back on the bed. Hermione was on top of Harry, and she quickly began unbuttoning his shirt. She ran her hands all over his stomach and chest as she straddled him.

"Feisty, aren't we?" Harry asked as he kissed he neck. Hermione simply responded by kissing him directly on the mouth. At that moment, they heard the door crack, and then an extremely loud gasp. Neither Harry nor Hermione really cared as they heard Ron outside the door explaining to Lavender that she couldn't come in the dorm to talk to Hermione at the moment.

"Ron, it's urgent! I need to talk to her-about Harry!" Lavender protested.

"Lavender, I think that they have already made up. In fact, I THINK THAT THEY ARE MAKING UP AS WE SPEAK." Ron said sarcastically, as for Lavender to catch on. Lavender looked as though she still didn't get what was going on for a moment, but she immediately caught on as a loud moan escaped the dorm.

"Oh!" exclaimed Lavender. "I get it!" With this, she began running down the stairs, no doubt to tell Ginny and Parvati what Harry and Hermione were doing. Ron shook his head and muttered "Women!" before marching down the stairs himself.

****

Harry and Hermione walked out of the boy's dorm room, carrying bundles of clothes (which, at one point, they had been wearing), only to find a group of first years with their ears pressed against the door. Harry blushed redder than Hermione could ever recall him doing, and she simply laughed.

"Isn't that cute?" Hermione asked Harry as they walked down the stairs towards the common room.

"Oh yeah, it was simply adorable." Harry said. He couldn't help but laugh at this point. "Do you realize they just heard everything we did up there?" Right as Harry said this, they reached the common room, where everyone stood up and clapped as they entered. Hermione smiled and looked at Harry.

"Do you think we were a little too loud?"

****

Try as Hermione might, she couldn't get Ron to tell her what he was getting her for her birthday.

"Just a hint?" she begged as they were sitting at the Gryffindor table eating breakfast one morning. About a week had passed since the Slytherin Party, so fortunately for Hermione, all the rumors about her had died down considerably.

"I'll tell you this," Ron said, concealing a grin, "it's a group thing. It's from all of us."

Hermione rolled her eyes at him. "Thanks, that helps a lot."

"Well, you asked for a hint."

"Never mind. You're just no fun, Ron." Hermione said huffily. Ron took a sip of his pumpkin juice.

"When is your birthday, anyway?" he asked.

"Ron! I can't believe you don't remember! It's September 31st, which is tomorrow."

"I knew it was tomorrow, I just couldn't remember the day." Ron said defensively.

"Still! That doesn't matter! You should know my birthday by now!" Hermione yelled. She and Ron still maintained their daily arguments, and today was no exception.

"If you keep on acting like this, you might not get a present at all!" Ron yelled.

"Now you're acting like my mom. I'm going to the library." Hermione said, and she grabbed her books and left the table. As she was walking out of the Great Hall, she bumped right into Harry.

"Sorry," she grunted, and kept on walking.

"Herm!" Harry called out, "What's wrong?"

Hermione snapped back around. "Oh, sorry Harry. Didn't see you." Her looked softened. "Ron pissed me off," she complained to Harry like a spoiled child.

Harry grinned, and bit his tongue to keep from laughing. Hermione noticed.

"It's not funny! I'm going to the library." And with that, she marched to the door.

Harry made his way to the Gryffindor table and sat next to Ron. He immediately burst out laughing.

"Good job, Ron. I gotta hand it to you, you can piss her off better than anyone." Harry said as he put a pork chop on his plate.

Ron grinned. "It's one thing I pride myself on-pissing off Hermione."

Ginny, Parvati, and Lavender suddenly entered the Great Hall and sat down next to Harry and Ron. They were all three grinning.

"So?" Harry asked.

Parvati threw her hands up in the air. "The eagle has landed!" she exclaimed. Everyone stared at her for moment.

"I think what Parvati here is trying to say is that Hermione is in position. Reading in her bed." Ginny explained.

"Seamus and Dean are getting everything ready. We should be leaving at midnight." Lavender added.

"Oh, she is going to kill us for this." Harry said, grinning.

Ron shook his head. "Nope, she's gonna love it."

****

Hermione read her book contently. It must be getting pretty late, she thought, but this book is so good. Just one more chapter. Where are Lavender and Parvat-"AHHHHHHHH!" Hermione screamed as she suddenly found herself blindfolded.

"LET GO OF ME! PLEASE!" Hermione yelled frantically. She kicked and screamed as the intruder gagged her with a rag. Now all she could do was struggle and gag as she fought to get away. She was being carried downstairs...now she was being carried through the corridors-she kept struggling...she must be in the Great Hall now...she was being carried outside...someone was placing her on a broomstick. Then she heard Ron's voice.

"Harry birthday, Hermione. We're taking you to London."

A/N: Aren't you glad I got rid of the models!! I am. Hope you like it! Please review, even if you flame. Also, all of these characters are J.K. Rowlings!