Author's note: Hi guys! Thanx again for all the reviews you sent in! ^_^
Some of you are close with the thing that's gonna happen....well, now it's
time to reveal all! Sorry I didn't update earlier, I had a lot of stuff to
deal with (parents separating and what not) so now it's the second to last
chapter! Enjoy! WARNING! This chapter has some sexual type stuff going on,
but no actual sex was performed in any way (trust me, I know) don't worry,
it'll still be funny ;-)
Chapter 6: WHAT THE...?
Hermione would fade in an out of consciousness as she was lying in the most comfortable bed in the world. One thing she did notice was that Ron left her, she wasn't sure when, and could hear parts of conversations that the others were having. Her brain couldn't really process what they were saying though; she just knew they were talking.
One thing she did pick up though was either Harry or one of the twins saying "Hey Neville...Hermione looks cold over there...why don't you make her feel better?" At the time Hermione heard this, she didn't really care what was going on, but she would soon have to.
She felt someone lay next to her and soon heard a voice in her ear saying words she really didn't feel like hearing at the time..."Aaaww, Hermione, you ok?" Unable to talk because her body didn't want to move, she lay silent praying he'd leave soon and would punch whoever it was that told him to go over there when she was able.
Assuming she was asleep, Neville began rubbing her back, which did feel good, and whispered "Does that feel good?" Hermione groaned in a sweet sigh sort of way and the rubbing continued.
She didn't know how long that went on for because she began to fall asleep still feeling like throwing up every now and then but she kept thinking of the angel teddy bears that saved her before from puking. Next thing she knew, the hands that were rubbing her back moved into a new place, some where that she certainly didn't want to be touched at the time, and certainly not by Neville.
Neville somehow got the idea to grope her chestal region (boobs) and the only thing Hermione could do was lay there, because her body still didn't want to move, even when she was screaming inside her head "Get up now!" over and over. Angry at herself for letting herself get into such a state she wanted to cry out or just plain cry, but her body didn't want to do that either...
Then...she felt an incredible rage towards Neville as the groping continued. As soon as she was able, she was going to choke him to death for thinking and doing such a thing to her.
Finally, she got movement in her arm, and flung it over her mammary glands rapidly, thinking that finally she was protected, because he stopped. Sighing to herself, she fell asleep for a little bit, hoping that he'd get the hint that she didn't want to be touched in that way, except by Ron.
But how wrong she was. Neville did stop for a bit, but he tried again and was successful somehow. Hermione was getting angry again and then she heard something that made her have a heart attack..."Geeze Neville! What are you tryin' to do? Have sex wif her?" At this, Hermione became frantic and urged every muscle in her body to move. Whichever one worked first, she didn't care! Finally, she found her voice and began to say something "Get off me!" she mumbled into the pillow. Neville did stop for a second, but tried to continue in a sort of subtle way.
Then Hermione had enough energy to move in any direction she wanted and decided to flip over on her stomach and try to sleep. "Ha ha!" she thought to herself, "I'd like to see ya try and get at 'em now!" This motion did put Neville off for a while, and he began rubbing her back softly again. Yet again however, he made another attempt to feel her up as he began moving his hand down to her butt and was making Hermione's "uncomfortable meter" climb waaaaayy up.
After a few more minutes while Hermione gathered her strength, she was finally able to move again! The first thing..."You know what?" she said and to Neville's surprise... WHAM!!! "I feel aaaaallllll better!" she had punched Neville in the face when she whipped the covers off her. Leaving Neville sitting on the bed under the quilt, she got up and began staggering back into the party. (Even though she lied to herself about being entirely back to normal.) But she turned around and went back to the bed, shoved Neville over really hard because she heard a muffled "OUCH!" from the covers, then went to go join the party again.
Finding a seat on the couch, Hermione sat back down and watched Fred and George try to play a card game, with Harry and Ron being thrown into fits of hysterics at absolutely nothing at all, or maybe it was just simple things, like words. Either way, Hermione was very happy sitting with them again after enduring 2 hours of Neville's torment.
"HA! Rummy!" Fred called as he laid down his hand of cards and scooped up the crisps (of different flavours of course) in the middle of the table, a wide grin on his face.
"Funny..." said George with a smirk, "I see two rummies!"
At this, everyone who heard the joke, (you necessarily didn't need to understand it in such a state of drunkenness!) immediately began laughing, while Fred grabbed a handful of crisps and threw them at George's face, nearly making him choke on a particularly rigged one. Of course George had to retaliate by seizing a nearby cup with some sort of liquid in it, and promptly spilling it in Fred's lap.
"*GASP!* You great twit!" Fred said laced with laughter, "You made me laugh so 'ard I wet meself!"
Ron and Harry were laughing so hard they couldn't stand anymore, even when trying to support each other. Ron began to fall and Harry followed right after, landing on Ron's legs. Ron was beating his fist on the ground while Harry tried to get back up but gravity and alcohol were against it (as it was for many people there).
Hermione began enjoying herself again, and wandered over to the DVD player to put in another movie. Not liking any of the movies strewn in front of her (the boys must have run into them) yet again, her purse comes to the rescue.
The thing is, she had to find it again. After searching for 10 minutes, she sat back in front of the television, and sighed, until her eyes were drawn to Fred and George who were fighting with the food harder then ever. Spotting a strap dangling from the couch, Hermione went to go grab it...the problem was the twins.
Her purse was currently buried under Fred's body because George was looming over him, getting ready to shove a thing of melted cheese in his face.
"OH NO YOU DON'T!" Hermione shouted, stomping as best as she could (without falling over) towards the couch, making George put down the bowl of cheese. "Up you!" she said to Fred, trying to move him. He began laughing at her as she put a hand under his thigh and another on his shoulder, trying to shove him over.
"Wat do yeh wan' me te move for?" he chortled.
"UH! Because...I need...(grunt) my purse!" she said trying as best as she could to move the twin. Throwing her hands up in frustration, she sat directly on him and heard "Oomph!" as she did.
"You can say th' magic word you know..." Fred said easily moving her to the other side of the couch. Hermione glared at him for moving her so quickly. "Well, if Ron saw you sittin' on m' lap like tha', he wouldn't be too happy."
Hermionne stood up in front of him, fluttered her eyes and said "Please move?" sweetly.
Fred winked at her and pulled her purse out. Unfortunately for the both of them, since he sat on it, the lotion bottle in there decided to squirt the inside with it's flowery smoothness. When Hermione found out, she promptly punched Fred in the arm, and hit George. Both were confused by what she did, but they didn't press the matter.
Of course by this time, Hermione forgot why she wanted her purse so badly, so she threw it aside and sat down on another couch, next to Harry.
"HI!" she said enthusiastically, waving. "How's your night been?"
Harry looked at her with his eyes glazed over and smiled goofily "I'm juss ffffffine Herms. Th' nigh's been great, and yours?" he lightly pushed her.
"Ooohh, mine's been fun! But now I can' think of anythin' to do..." she said pouting.
"Hhheeeyyyy....I've got an ideaaaa!" Harry said excitedly to Hermione, who looked really interested in what he was saying and scooted closer to him. "How 'bout we go over there, and jump on that bed!" Which happened to be the bed where Neville passed out on, but neither Harry nor Hermione thought of it at the time.
They helped each other up, but Hermione ran towards the CD player and put the song "Cotton Eye Joe" on repeat. They lopped arms, and began doing a skipping type motion towards the bed, but not before they had a dance to this song first. In front of the bed, they did a dance that they thought looked like square dancing, and it may have been better looking if they weren't so drunk, but it was entertaining to the others nonetheless.
Soon the whole group (except Neville who was passed out) started square dancing together for several repeats of the song. Everyone was having a grand time and wore big smiles! George who swung her around to him thrust Hermione into Ron's arms. Soon Ron and Hermione became the center of attention as Fred and George shouted hoots while Harry clapped his hands to the music. Then once the song ended again, everyone else resumed dancing for a couple more times. Completely out of breath by the time they were done, everyone promptly flopped down on the bed.
"Wellp Gents and Lady," George breathed, "Iss now....5:30 in th' morning. I think iss 'bout time we got some sleep.
Grunts of approval sounded from the rest of the gang as they started to sit up and figure out where everyone was going to sleep. While Fred and George set up areas like the couch that pulls out and a sheet over an extra mattress, with Ron's help, Harry pulled Hermione up by the arms so they were both standing on top of the bed.
"What now?" Hermione said to Harry who just stared back at her.
"Well...weren't we gonna jump on the bed?" he smiled and as he did, Hermione thought to herself 'Merlin, who could say no to that smile?' And they began jumping. They were having a blast until Hermione was nearly thrown off balance from a lump and they heard a loud groan from under the covers. Hermione and Harry stopped as she bent over to remove the sheet.
"Oh, sorry Neville," she said to Neville who didn't open his eyes "Oh wait....no I'm not!" Hermione then proceeded rolling him off the side of the bed where he lay sleeping and muttered "gnightevrone" and began to snore. Hermione grinned wickedly and began jumping again with Harry. Harry however gave one last powerful jump, hit his head on the ceiling, and flew off the side of the bed, landing on his back on the ground.
"*GASP!* Harry! You okay?" Hermione squealed as she went over to the edge of the bed and looked at him. He smiled and said "Night 'Mione! Night everyone!" and fell asleep where he fell. Smiling and shaking her head, Hermione lay on the bed and closed her eyes feeling quite tired now.
"Alrigh', Herms and Ron can have th' bed there, George, you can sleep on the pull out, Harry and Neville are fine," Fred said waving his hand impatiently "And I'll sleep on this extra mattress 'ere. Good night all!" he said promptly laying down on his mattress, getting comfortable.
Ron came over to the bed where Hermione was, already half asleep, and kissed her good night, laying down right next to her. Hermione whipped around and wrapped her arms around Ron, falling sound asleep, listening to his beating heart.
Note: Yes, this does sound like the ending, but there's just one more chapter to go yet, and I'll reveal another secret to the story okay guys? Once again I apologize for not updating sooner! -HobbitLuvr- :-D
Chapter 6: WHAT THE...?
Hermione would fade in an out of consciousness as she was lying in the most comfortable bed in the world. One thing she did notice was that Ron left her, she wasn't sure when, and could hear parts of conversations that the others were having. Her brain couldn't really process what they were saying though; she just knew they were talking.
One thing she did pick up though was either Harry or one of the twins saying "Hey Neville...Hermione looks cold over there...why don't you make her feel better?" At the time Hermione heard this, she didn't really care what was going on, but she would soon have to.
She felt someone lay next to her and soon heard a voice in her ear saying words she really didn't feel like hearing at the time..."Aaaww, Hermione, you ok?" Unable to talk because her body didn't want to move, she lay silent praying he'd leave soon and would punch whoever it was that told him to go over there when she was able.
Assuming she was asleep, Neville began rubbing her back, which did feel good, and whispered "Does that feel good?" Hermione groaned in a sweet sigh sort of way and the rubbing continued.
She didn't know how long that went on for because she began to fall asleep still feeling like throwing up every now and then but she kept thinking of the angel teddy bears that saved her before from puking. Next thing she knew, the hands that were rubbing her back moved into a new place, some where that she certainly didn't want to be touched at the time, and certainly not by Neville.
Neville somehow got the idea to grope her chestal region (boobs) and the only thing Hermione could do was lay there, because her body still didn't want to move, even when she was screaming inside her head "Get up now!" over and over. Angry at herself for letting herself get into such a state she wanted to cry out or just plain cry, but her body didn't want to do that either...
Then...she felt an incredible rage towards Neville as the groping continued. As soon as she was able, she was going to choke him to death for thinking and doing such a thing to her.
Finally, she got movement in her arm, and flung it over her mammary glands rapidly, thinking that finally she was protected, because he stopped. Sighing to herself, she fell asleep for a little bit, hoping that he'd get the hint that she didn't want to be touched in that way, except by Ron.
But how wrong she was. Neville did stop for a bit, but he tried again and was successful somehow. Hermione was getting angry again and then she heard something that made her have a heart attack..."Geeze Neville! What are you tryin' to do? Have sex wif her?" At this, Hermione became frantic and urged every muscle in her body to move. Whichever one worked first, she didn't care! Finally, she found her voice and began to say something "Get off me!" she mumbled into the pillow. Neville did stop for a second, but tried to continue in a sort of subtle way.
Then Hermione had enough energy to move in any direction she wanted and decided to flip over on her stomach and try to sleep. "Ha ha!" she thought to herself, "I'd like to see ya try and get at 'em now!" This motion did put Neville off for a while, and he began rubbing her back softly again. Yet again however, he made another attempt to feel her up as he began moving his hand down to her butt and was making Hermione's "uncomfortable meter" climb waaaaayy up.
After a few more minutes while Hermione gathered her strength, she was finally able to move again! The first thing..."You know what?" she said and to Neville's surprise... WHAM!!! "I feel aaaaallllll better!" she had punched Neville in the face when she whipped the covers off her. Leaving Neville sitting on the bed under the quilt, she got up and began staggering back into the party. (Even though she lied to herself about being entirely back to normal.) But she turned around and went back to the bed, shoved Neville over really hard because she heard a muffled "OUCH!" from the covers, then went to go join the party again.
Finding a seat on the couch, Hermione sat back down and watched Fred and George try to play a card game, with Harry and Ron being thrown into fits of hysterics at absolutely nothing at all, or maybe it was just simple things, like words. Either way, Hermione was very happy sitting with them again after enduring 2 hours of Neville's torment.
"HA! Rummy!" Fred called as he laid down his hand of cards and scooped up the crisps (of different flavours of course) in the middle of the table, a wide grin on his face.
"Funny..." said George with a smirk, "I see two rummies!"
At this, everyone who heard the joke, (you necessarily didn't need to understand it in such a state of drunkenness!) immediately began laughing, while Fred grabbed a handful of crisps and threw them at George's face, nearly making him choke on a particularly rigged one. Of course George had to retaliate by seizing a nearby cup with some sort of liquid in it, and promptly spilling it in Fred's lap.
"*GASP!* You great twit!" Fred said laced with laughter, "You made me laugh so 'ard I wet meself!"
Ron and Harry were laughing so hard they couldn't stand anymore, even when trying to support each other. Ron began to fall and Harry followed right after, landing on Ron's legs. Ron was beating his fist on the ground while Harry tried to get back up but gravity and alcohol were against it (as it was for many people there).
Hermione began enjoying herself again, and wandered over to the DVD player to put in another movie. Not liking any of the movies strewn in front of her (the boys must have run into them) yet again, her purse comes to the rescue.
The thing is, she had to find it again. After searching for 10 minutes, she sat back in front of the television, and sighed, until her eyes were drawn to Fred and George who were fighting with the food harder then ever. Spotting a strap dangling from the couch, Hermione went to go grab it...the problem was the twins.
Her purse was currently buried under Fred's body because George was looming over him, getting ready to shove a thing of melted cheese in his face.
"OH NO YOU DON'T!" Hermione shouted, stomping as best as she could (without falling over) towards the couch, making George put down the bowl of cheese. "Up you!" she said to Fred, trying to move him. He began laughing at her as she put a hand under his thigh and another on his shoulder, trying to shove him over.
"Wat do yeh wan' me te move for?" he chortled.
"UH! Because...I need...(grunt) my purse!" she said trying as best as she could to move the twin. Throwing her hands up in frustration, she sat directly on him and heard "Oomph!" as she did.
"You can say th' magic word you know..." Fred said easily moving her to the other side of the couch. Hermione glared at him for moving her so quickly. "Well, if Ron saw you sittin' on m' lap like tha', he wouldn't be too happy."
Hermionne stood up in front of him, fluttered her eyes and said "Please move?" sweetly.
Fred winked at her and pulled her purse out. Unfortunately for the both of them, since he sat on it, the lotion bottle in there decided to squirt the inside with it's flowery smoothness. When Hermione found out, she promptly punched Fred in the arm, and hit George. Both were confused by what she did, but they didn't press the matter.
Of course by this time, Hermione forgot why she wanted her purse so badly, so she threw it aside and sat down on another couch, next to Harry.
"HI!" she said enthusiastically, waving. "How's your night been?"
Harry looked at her with his eyes glazed over and smiled goofily "I'm juss ffffffine Herms. Th' nigh's been great, and yours?" he lightly pushed her.
"Ooohh, mine's been fun! But now I can' think of anythin' to do..." she said pouting.
"Hhheeeyyyy....I've got an ideaaaa!" Harry said excitedly to Hermione, who looked really interested in what he was saying and scooted closer to him. "How 'bout we go over there, and jump on that bed!" Which happened to be the bed where Neville passed out on, but neither Harry nor Hermione thought of it at the time.
They helped each other up, but Hermione ran towards the CD player and put the song "Cotton Eye Joe" on repeat. They lopped arms, and began doing a skipping type motion towards the bed, but not before they had a dance to this song first. In front of the bed, they did a dance that they thought looked like square dancing, and it may have been better looking if they weren't so drunk, but it was entertaining to the others nonetheless.
Soon the whole group (except Neville who was passed out) started square dancing together for several repeats of the song. Everyone was having a grand time and wore big smiles! George who swung her around to him thrust Hermione into Ron's arms. Soon Ron and Hermione became the center of attention as Fred and George shouted hoots while Harry clapped his hands to the music. Then once the song ended again, everyone else resumed dancing for a couple more times. Completely out of breath by the time they were done, everyone promptly flopped down on the bed.
"Wellp Gents and Lady," George breathed, "Iss now....5:30 in th' morning. I think iss 'bout time we got some sleep.
Grunts of approval sounded from the rest of the gang as they started to sit up and figure out where everyone was going to sleep. While Fred and George set up areas like the couch that pulls out and a sheet over an extra mattress, with Ron's help, Harry pulled Hermione up by the arms so they were both standing on top of the bed.
"What now?" Hermione said to Harry who just stared back at her.
"Well...weren't we gonna jump on the bed?" he smiled and as he did, Hermione thought to herself 'Merlin, who could say no to that smile?' And they began jumping. They were having a blast until Hermione was nearly thrown off balance from a lump and they heard a loud groan from under the covers. Hermione and Harry stopped as she bent over to remove the sheet.
"Oh, sorry Neville," she said to Neville who didn't open his eyes "Oh wait....no I'm not!" Hermione then proceeded rolling him off the side of the bed where he lay sleeping and muttered "gnightevrone" and began to snore. Hermione grinned wickedly and began jumping again with Harry. Harry however gave one last powerful jump, hit his head on the ceiling, and flew off the side of the bed, landing on his back on the ground.
"*GASP!* Harry! You okay?" Hermione squealed as she went over to the edge of the bed and looked at him. He smiled and said "Night 'Mione! Night everyone!" and fell asleep where he fell. Smiling and shaking her head, Hermione lay on the bed and closed her eyes feeling quite tired now.
"Alrigh', Herms and Ron can have th' bed there, George, you can sleep on the pull out, Harry and Neville are fine," Fred said waving his hand impatiently "And I'll sleep on this extra mattress 'ere. Good night all!" he said promptly laying down on his mattress, getting comfortable.
Ron came over to the bed where Hermione was, already half asleep, and kissed her good night, laying down right next to her. Hermione whipped around and wrapped her arms around Ron, falling sound asleep, listening to his beating heart.
Note: Yes, this does sound like the ending, but there's just one more chapter to go yet, and I'll reveal another secret to the story okay guys? Once again I apologize for not updating sooner! -HobbitLuvr- :-D
