The Party
Hermione, Harry, and Ron finally arrived at the doors of the Great Hall. Although
there was a party waiting Hermione could only think about was the hands that
were touching hers. 'Ron and Harry," she thought, "My best friends ever and after
tonight this could all change."
Harry woke her out of her thought by asking if they could go in yet. Agreeing they
all walked into the Great Hall for one of the last times.
Away from the Trio's glances George and Fred were "refilling" the drinks.
'Oh come on George. Just a little bit of firewiskey in it. They are 17 and will be out
of here soon getting drunk off their butts (a/n: I hate bad words! Well sometimes)
soon. Why not get them ready for it?" questioned Fred.
"Well if you are going to put in some alcohol put some of this in it;" said George
taking out a flask of Bicardi." Firewiskey tastes hott and people can tell if it's in
there. Bicardi will blend in more, and won't make Hermione come after us for our
lives."
So the two poured in the alcohol not knowing what lives they were going to mess
up. They slipped of to their wives, Angelia (Fred) and Alicia(George), who joined
them at the party so they wouldn't be surrounded by a bunch of younger people.
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"RON! There you are. I thought you ran off with out me." said Ron's girlfriend.
"Sorry Lavender, but I was with my Harry and Hermione walking around and
visiting places that we spend together and we wanted to do it before we left
Hogwarts. Would you forgive me with a dance?" Ron pleaded, jokingly at the end,
with a pout face.
"Fine, only because I love you. You know that face is only a face a mother could
love, and well a girlfriend too."giggled out Lav.
Harry and Hermione just stood there and watched Ron and Lav walk into the crowd.
"Do you think that is what it is going to be like after Hogwarts?" Hermione
questioned.
"Huh?" Harry answered.
"Well we see Ron, with Lavender, walking into a crowd of people and just leaving us
on the edge. It is like a metaphor."
"You know what Hermione you think too much. I just see Ron walking away with
Lavender as a boyfriend and a girlfriend dancing. But hey tonight our last night.
Lets think about something else then the bad things a head. " Harry spoke softly
knowing that Hermione was on the verge of crying. He pulled her on to his lap for a
shoulder to cry on. But he knew it was more for him. Harry liked Hermione. He was
head over heels for his best friend and was ever since she helped him escape
Voldermort just last year. She was smart, beautiful, nice, kind, always there, and
just perfect. But they were just friends and that is all it would ever be. He didn't
want to say anything and ruin what they had. Because he reassured her the Ron
would stay close Harry knew he would drift away, and didn't want to lose Hermione
too because she would fell awkward around him.
"I want punch," Hermione demanded.
"Wow you go from Ms. Sad to Ms Happy in 10 seconds. That must be a world
record." Harry smirked.
"Oh shut up you stupid prat." Hermione joked punching him in the arm.
So hand in hand they walked to the punch, for as the twins like to call it "Spike ala
Punch.
Each taking a cup Hermione and Harry toasted to a friendship that would always
last.
"Wow this punch is really good. Harry darling get me some more. AND MAKE IT
SNAPPY!," Hermione joked.
"Yes my lady. I think I will have another cup too. This punch is excellent." Harry
said pouring him and Hermione another cup. They both had 3 more cups each after
the first two and were staring to feel the effects.
'Hermione will you dance with me?" Harry asked. Part of his brain made him do it
and part of the alcohol made him do it.
Once they were on the dance floor the Weird Sisters started to play a slow song
that Harry and Hermione had dubbed their sing.
"Wow that's so weird Harry. It's our song. Its like we were meant to be. But that's
crazy talk."
"But Hermione maybe its not. Maybe we are like Ron and Lavender, Seamus and
Kate (a/n: Character that I made up. You can read about her in I'll meet you there
by I_luv_padfoot_and_prongs. The author inserted that character in there, cause its
me) and that we were meant to be. Hermione I like you a lot. And not just as my
best friend or sister, as more.' Harry blurted out.
"Really Harry? You look at me more then just a friend? Oh Harry I am so glad you
feel the same!" Hermione said smiling as she jumped in to his arms.
"Well Hermione will you come outside with me where it's less crowded and we can
be alone?" Harry said winking making sure she knew what he meant.
"Yes but lets get some punch first. It is really good. Maybe we could take multiple
cups and have our own little party, if you know what I mean." Hermione winked
back at him.
"Yes it will be great we can have a talking and drinking punch party alone. Yes I am
sure I understand." Harry said sarcastically.
Hermione then slapped him on the arm before she poured four cups of punch and
toke two for her self and then Harry took two himself too. Little did they know Fred
stole George flask and poured the remaining in before Hermione poured her and
Harry's cups they would take outside.
The two of the trio walked outside to the beginning of the night that would change
everything.
Hermione, Harry, and Ron finally arrived at the doors of the Great Hall. Although
there was a party waiting Hermione could only think about was the hands that
were touching hers. 'Ron and Harry," she thought, "My best friends ever and after
tonight this could all change."
Harry woke her out of her thought by asking if they could go in yet. Agreeing they
all walked into the Great Hall for one of the last times.
Away from the Trio's glances George and Fred were "refilling" the drinks.
'Oh come on George. Just a little bit of firewiskey in it. They are 17 and will be out
of here soon getting drunk off their butts (a/n: I hate bad words! Well sometimes)
soon. Why not get them ready for it?" questioned Fred.
"Well if you are going to put in some alcohol put some of this in it;" said George
taking out a flask of Bicardi." Firewiskey tastes hott and people can tell if it's in
there. Bicardi will blend in more, and won't make Hermione come after us for our
lives."
So the two poured in the alcohol not knowing what lives they were going to mess
up. They slipped of to their wives, Angelia (Fred) and Alicia(George), who joined
them at the party so they wouldn't be surrounded by a bunch of younger people.
______________________________________________________________
"RON! There you are. I thought you ran off with out me." said Ron's girlfriend.
"Sorry Lavender, but I was with my Harry and Hermione walking around and
visiting places that we spend together and we wanted to do it before we left
Hogwarts. Would you forgive me with a dance?" Ron pleaded, jokingly at the end,
with a pout face.
"Fine, only because I love you. You know that face is only a face a mother could
love, and well a girlfriend too."giggled out Lav.
Harry and Hermione just stood there and watched Ron and Lav walk into the crowd.
"Do you think that is what it is going to be like after Hogwarts?" Hermione
questioned.
"Huh?" Harry answered.
"Well we see Ron, with Lavender, walking into a crowd of people and just leaving us
on the edge. It is like a metaphor."
"You know what Hermione you think too much. I just see Ron walking away with
Lavender as a boyfriend and a girlfriend dancing. But hey tonight our last night.
Lets think about something else then the bad things a head. " Harry spoke softly
knowing that Hermione was on the verge of crying. He pulled her on to his lap for a
shoulder to cry on. But he knew it was more for him. Harry liked Hermione. He was
head over heels for his best friend and was ever since she helped him escape
Voldermort just last year. She was smart, beautiful, nice, kind, always there, and
just perfect. But they were just friends and that is all it would ever be. He didn't
want to say anything and ruin what they had. Because he reassured her the Ron
would stay close Harry knew he would drift away, and didn't want to lose Hermione
too because she would fell awkward around him.
"I want punch," Hermione demanded.
"Wow you go from Ms. Sad to Ms Happy in 10 seconds. That must be a world
record." Harry smirked.
"Oh shut up you stupid prat." Hermione joked punching him in the arm.
So hand in hand they walked to the punch, for as the twins like to call it "Spike ala
Punch.
Each taking a cup Hermione and Harry toasted to a friendship that would always
last.
"Wow this punch is really good. Harry darling get me some more. AND MAKE IT
SNAPPY!," Hermione joked.
"Yes my lady. I think I will have another cup too. This punch is excellent." Harry
said pouring him and Hermione another cup. They both had 3 more cups each after
the first two and were staring to feel the effects.
'Hermione will you dance with me?" Harry asked. Part of his brain made him do it
and part of the alcohol made him do it.
Once they were on the dance floor the Weird Sisters started to play a slow song
that Harry and Hermione had dubbed their sing.
"Wow that's so weird Harry. It's our song. Its like we were meant to be. But that's
crazy talk."
"But Hermione maybe its not. Maybe we are like Ron and Lavender, Seamus and
Kate (a/n: Character that I made up. You can read about her in I'll meet you there
by I_luv_padfoot_and_prongs. The author inserted that character in there, cause its
me) and that we were meant to be. Hermione I like you a lot. And not just as my
best friend or sister, as more.' Harry blurted out.
"Really Harry? You look at me more then just a friend? Oh Harry I am so glad you
feel the same!" Hermione said smiling as she jumped in to his arms.
"Well Hermione will you come outside with me where it's less crowded and we can
be alone?" Harry said winking making sure she knew what he meant.
"Yes but lets get some punch first. It is really good. Maybe we could take multiple
cups and have our own little party, if you know what I mean." Hermione winked
back at him.
"Yes it will be great we can have a talking and drinking punch party alone. Yes I am
sure I understand." Harry said sarcastically.
Hermione then slapped him on the arm before she poured four cups of punch and
toke two for her self and then Harry took two himself too. Little did they know Fred
stole George flask and poured the remaining in before Hermione poured her and
Harry's cups they would take outside.
The two of the trio walked outside to the beginning of the night that would change
everything.