After dinner, the selected few who were invited to the party snuck into the bathroom where Ron was acting like a bouncer. After everyone on the invite list were down in the chamber, Ron shooed away the remaining people who weren't invited, but still tried to get in, and went down to the party himself. Some people had just started a new keg of butterbeer (made with about an eighth of real beer, heeheehee). That was the great thing about butterbeer. After about five mugs, you start to feel tipsy. After about ten, you're pretty smashed. As it seemed, a few Hufflepuffs were on about their twelfth mug, and acting pretty crazy on the dance floor (and on a few tables). Their friends and fellow Hufflepuffs had to wrestle their wands away from them in order for the drunk ones to stop casting spells. A few hours passed without anything really significant happening apart from Moaning Myrtle floating down to yell at them and flirt with Harry, who reluctantly stopped dancing with Cho to talk to her. Ron and Hermione spent most of their time making out and dancing closer than the Gryffindors cared to see.

Around midnight the party started to break up. The few sober Hufflepuffs managed to get their friends out of the chamber without anyone throwing up, although the besotted ones were rather reluctant to leave. Harry, Ron, and Hermione knew that they would be cursing the Gryffindors in the morning. Finally it was just Harry, Cho, Ron, and Hermione left. Sensing that Harry wanted to be alone with Cho, Ron and Hermione said good night and went off, looking for someplace private in the castle. At last, it was Harry and Cho, alone in a secluded romantic place.

Harry gestured to a couch in front of the fire and they sat quietly, not quiet sure what to say to one another. With a flick of his wand, Harry turned the jukebox to seducing. The music became softer, and stars appeared lifelike on the ceiling.

Harry looked at Cho. "Did I ever tell you about the time when I was backpacking through Western Europe?" He asked, smiling slyly.

"No," Cho answered sweetly, not knowing what was coming, never having heard the story before.

"Well, a few years ago, when I was backpacking through the foothills of a mountain in Spain, I came across a lake, totally secluded in a forest of tall trees. And in the lake, there was a native women standing there, bathing herself. It was so peaceful…" Harry's voice trailed off. He looked at Cho and asked, "Has anyone every told you how beautiful you are?"

Cho shook her head and suddenly she couldn't resist him. She started to kiss him, and like a magnetic attraction, she couldn't pull away. She wanted more of him. She had never felt this way before, like she would die if she couldn't have him right now. When she shared this with him in between deep, passionate kisses, he agreed, and lifted her in his arms into the statue. She started to unbutton her robes, then slid them off her shoulders. Then, he kissed her all over, and she let him, not able to resist.

Meanwhile, Ron and Hermione were still looking for a private place to be intimate. Having no luck, they went back down to the chamber, thinking that Harry and Cho had left already. Moaning Myrtle was off somewhere, probably spying in the Prefect's bathroom. They walked to the main chamber together, not able to keep their hands off of each other. Half of their clothes were shed by the time they reached the statue. Stopping outside of it, they heard noises inside, the waterbed sloshing, and other sounds of Harry and Cho.

"Oh my God," Hermione whispered. "My poor ears, my poor, poor ears. I can't listen to this. Its just wrong. Lets just get away from these two. Were we this loud last night? Luckily I know a sound proof charm I can put on your or my bed." Then, they walked off silently leaving Harry and Cho alone to enjoy themselves.


Author's Note: Ok Thanks to everyone who has read this far and reviewed. I Plan on finishing this fic tomorrow so I can start posting Epiphany again. For those of you who don't like Friends like me, (Like, is obsessed with…same thing) Harry's little speech is a tip Joey gives Ross when he is having problems getting girls to sleep with him. It's guaranteed to turn the other person on. I haven't tried this yet, but someone, please tell me if it works. It might come in handy sometime. LOL. Anyways, Thank you to the wonderful Katrina who is posting this until I get the Internet again, and Also thank you for the ideas. You're the best. TO my readers: Review Review REVIEW!!! Thank you for anyone who has reviewed. I love you all. Sorry still a little hyper. Ok I'm going to go continue writing sot read and don't forget to REVIEW!!!