Chapter 10
Hermione walked over to the fire where Maura and Amy were looking through one of their muggle magazines. They looked up at Hermione.
"What's wrong?" Amy asked kindly.
"How do I find out if I'm pregnant?"
"Malfoy didn't use a condom?" Maura instantly asked. "Did you even try to use the fucking pills?" Maura asked getting up.
"I don't have pills. And Draco didn't use a condom."
"Hermione! You have to have safe sex or else there's a 60, 50 percent chance of you getting pregnant." Maura told Hermione standing up.
"60, 40 percent chance actually." Amy corrected.
"Shut up, I knew that. Anyways, I always keep that little pregnancy potion in my trunk just in case I forget if Matt didn't use a condom or I forgot to use a pill. Come on, let's go upstairs." Hermione followed Amy and Maura to Maura's trunk. Inside were a lot of different vials filled with different colors potions. Maura picked up a jar with a dark blue potion in it. On it was a pink label with blue sparkling letters that read, "Pregnancy potion".
"All you do is have to take a sip." Maura said.
"And then what happens? How do I know if I am pregnant?" Hermione asked. Maura got up to go get a glass of water from the girl's bathroom.
"Well that's obvious. Just look at your stomach. It's kind of an illusion of seeing a big belly. If it's big, you're pregnant. If it isn't, well you're set to go have more fun at nights." Amy explained sitting on the bed.
"How would you know?" Hermione asked stupidly.
"Well when Allison O'Dare in Ravenclaw did it with Craig Lebreque, she took after they forgot to use protection and next thing ya know; she's out of school and has a baby nine months later." Hermione shrugged, took the cork off the vial and then took a sip of the blueberry smelling potion. It was very tart and sour. Hermione gave the vial back to Amy and then looked at her stomach. She saw a full stomach. Her jaw dropped as Maura came back into the room.
"Oh my God!" Hermione yelled as tears sprang to her eyes. Maura and Amy stood up instantly. They screamed and danced around.
"Hermione, you're gonna have a baby!" Maura screamed.
"No, no, no!" Hermione shouted as she fell backwards onto the floor. She looked at her stomach as it began to shrink.
"Hermione, why aren't you happy for yourself?" Amy asked getting down next to her.
"Because I can't go to my parents and say that my baby's daddy is Draco Malfoy. He can't go to his parents and say his kid's mommy is me. And we can't elope at this age and say I love you to each other. And we won't have triplets. We're too young and I'm not even 16 yet."
"What are you talking about? You're not eloping." Maura said.
"I know, but he said he would tell me he loved me if we eloped to the states."
"Hermione, you don't have to have this baby you know. You could always get hit in the stomach by a broom at a Quidditch match." Amy said.
"He said he doesn't want me to kill the baby. He'd rather have the baby than for me to kill it and he said he would be there for me."
"Hermione, he doesn't know you're pregnant. You could kill it with a potion. I've got one. You don't have to hurt yourself. I was pregnant once." Maura confessed.
"How old were you?" Hermione asked, wiping away the tears running down her cheeks."
"It was in the summer. Brad had come over and it was only for a little bit, but it got kinda out of control. And I didn't want Brad to find out so I looked up all the illegal love spells and I find this potion and the potion you just drank. If you wanna have the baby, that's fine. If you don't, you have a choice." Hermione sniffed as she got up.
"I'll hafta sleep on it."
~Next Morning, 6:02~
Hermione awoke to yelling the next day. It appeared to Amy and Maura's voices fighting one another.
"How could you mistake that potion for the pink one? Uhg, now she can't have a baby!" Amy yelled.
"She didn't want to have a baby in the first place, smart ass. You were supposed to say that the stomach instantly is gone and doesn't fade away!"
"Well it's not my fault you put the wrong label on the 'kill the baby potion'." Amy yelled. "Jesus Maura, now we don't even know if she would have had that stupid baby or not."
Hermione sat up and looked at Maura who was making new labels for all the vials. Amy had her hands on her hips and had a towel in her hand.
"You gave me the wrong potion?" Hermione asked. Maura and Amy's heads turned. They had very serious looks on their faces.
"Yeah, this dipshit here gave you 'kill the baby' potion so now we don't even know if you were pregnant." Hermione started to cry again. She fell back onto her bed. Amy and Maura were bewildered.
"Oh no, why are you crying now?" Amy asked rushing to Hermione's bed.
"Now we can't elope to the states and he won't say he loves me! And- OH MY GOD. I'm supposed to meet Kyan at Honeydukes today! How am I supposed to tell Draco that I'm not pregnant? I wanted to have a kid."
"We have two hours left. You know I have this potion that could make you look the way you did yesterday." Maura said. Amy looked at her like she was crazy.
"Do you think we're going to trust you again with your stupid potions? For all we know it could make her look like a mountain troll."
"No, I'm serious about this one. I won't screw up. Believe me. I know exactly where Draco hangs out in the morning. But if you don't trust me, I won't tell you."
"Give me the potion." Hermione said, holding back the rest of her tears and sitting back up. Maura handed Hermione a yellow potion. Hermione grabbed it and took a few sips before she gave it to Amy. A tingling sensation went down her throat and into her stomach. Hermione got up and went over to the mirror. Her hair instantly pulled back, her eyelids with eye shadow and lip gloss running across her lips.
Hermione walked over to her wardrobe. There were no good clothes in here. Luckily Amy had brought some that fit Hermione just right. She slipped on a black turtle neck and into some flares and black boots. Hermione pulled on a black duster and then followed Amy and Maura who had gotten dressed before Hermione was awake down to the first floor. They walked outside and into an abandoned Herbology green house quietly. There they saw Draco tending to a plant. Maura and Amy walked out.
"Draco," Hermione said a few minutes later. Draco turned around.
"Gran- uh, Hermione. What are you doing in here?"
"What the fuck do you think I'm doing in here? I came to tell you the good news." Hermione walked up to him and straightened the collar on his shirt.
"What good news?" Hermione nuzzled herself into her neck.
"I'm not pregnant." Draco seemed quite sad about this. "Aren't you going to jump around and scream to the world that you're not a father?" Hermione whispered.
"No, I just thought it would be sort of fun to have a kid around here. And to elope to the states." Hermione looked up at him.
"We still can. We could do it without kids." Draco looked at her straight in the eyes. Hermione kissed him with such fire that he couldn't understand why she was doing it in the first place. But he played along, running his hands from her back to her sides, slipping them into her shirt.
Hermione ran her hands down to his pants. She could feel him getting restless. She ran her index finger around the black button on his pants. Finally she un-did it, making the zipper fly down.
He sucked on her face as he snapped her bra. She jumped pulling away smiling. "Well, well, well, somebody's having fun with a bra."
"When shouldn't I have fun with your bra?" Draco asked. Draco turned her around by the hips and placed her up on the table behind him. She kissed him again, sliding his pants down inch by inch. He stopped kissing her to look down and see if she was wearing a skirt. He wasn't paying attention to her clothes today. She was wearing pants.
"Can't do it here, now can we?" Hermione asked.
"Why'd you get me so excited then?"
"Its funny to see Mr. Malfoy look like a fool." Draco licked his lips.
"Maybe, but it's even more fun to see Ms. Granger look like a fool."
"You already made me look like a fool, bastard."
"Slut."
"Wanna get rowdy with me, Granger?"
"No, because I have to leave you now to go on my date with Kyan or Dunlap as you call him."
"Well, have fun with Dunlap then and then you can have fun with me. That is if you get me drift." Draco said nodding his head.
"I'll never get your drift, Malfoy. You're too hard to understand."
"It can't be that bad." Hermione grinned as she hopped off the table and in front of Draco who pressed himself up against her.
"It is that bad." Draco kissed her as she slipped out from behind him. "Now I have to go. I'm glad we talked, but I really have to go. Are you coming?"
"No, unlike you, I have a reputation to keep." Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Fine, but you'll be sorry when I think I'm pregnant with Kyan's kid."
"Bye slut."
"Bye bastard." And with that Hermione left to go see Kyan and the others.
As Hermione's lonely cart went to Hogsmeade, she leaned her head against the black wall and lifted her legs up to rest them on the seat. She looked out her window at the rats fighting to get a piece of cheese.
"You only live once, love the one you got." Hermione whispered to herself. "In this case, you got a short life; get the most cheese you can."
Once Hermione's cart stopped at Hogsmeade, she got out and looked around for any sign of Maura or Amy.
"Hermione," a voice came from behind. She turned around and saw Harry and Ron walking towards her. "Haven't talked to you in forever." Harry said.
"Been busy. How have you been?" Ron couldn't meet Hermione's eyes.
"Well, you see there's supposedly a new accomplice Voldemort has got."
"Really? He or she?"
"A lot of people think it's a she but, I don't know why someone like Voldemort would hire a she for the job."
"Are you being sexist?" Hermione instantly asked. "People know that I'm only part of your group because I'm smart. Maybe the girl's smart."
"Hermione, I didn't mean it like that. I mean its Voldemort." Harry said.
"That's not excuse, Harry. Besides, I have to go meet Maura and Amy. See you later."
"Amy Brooker and Maura Farrell? You have got to be kidding me." Ron mumbled under his breath.
Hermione walked over to where Maura and Amy were standing with Matt, Kyan and Brad. Matt was huge. He was at least 6 feet and four inches. He had a buzz haircut, rosy cheeks, a long face, blue eyes and a diamond in his left ear.
"You're Granger, huh?" Matt asked in a deep voice.
"Yeah," Hermione said. "You must be Harkins." Maura had her eyebrow raised.
"That's me, don't wear the name out. Let's go." They followed Matt into Honeydukes to get some candy and sweets before going into the Shrieking Shack where Hermione saw some other 6th and 7th years. They were all drinking beer. The Shrieking Shack had definitely changed since Hermione had been to it. They were also listening to really loud music. There must have been some kind of spell around the house that made it seem like no one was in there a.k.a. something like quietus.
"I know what you're thinking. Why would people come here to party?" Hermione looked to her left and saw Kyan with a beer in his hand. "We can't party in the Grand Hall or the Room of Requirement. This place is big enough and with Maura and Amy's smart minds along with all the other 7th years girls they decided to put one of those quiet shields around the house." Hermione grinned.
"Is there anywhere in the house that's not so crowded with people in like a mosh-pit?" Hermione asked as she began to get bumped into. "Oh yeah, where's the beer?" Kyan was just about to walk towards another room when Hermione asked this. He turned around and laughed.
"You're a true drinker, Hermione." Hermione shrugged.
"I've been around."
"Come on, I know where there's a whole bunch of wine and beer. You know Seamus Finnigan? Well he's basically the bartender here."
"Damn, I didn't know that. If I did, I'd already be drunk."
"Yeah, hopefully you stay sober so you can go back to the school and not throw up." Hermione felt somebody grab her hand. She turned her head and saw Brad. He was pulling her towards a different room.
"Come with me," he whispered. He pulled Hermione into a dark room where they were alone. He shut the door behind them.
"What do you want? I was just about to get a drink." Hermione said grinning.
"Listen, you can't always trust him when he's drunk."
"Who?"
"Kyan of course. He does crazy things when he's around more than one girl or even just one. He'll try to touch you in uncomfortable places, Hermione."
"No he doesn't." Hermione said as if Brad was being sarcastic.
"Look, I haven't had anything to drink yet and I'm being serious. Stay around Maura and Matt after Kyan's had about 7 cups of beers. Matt is the only one who can help you when Kyan is like this. I'm just warning you, Hermione. You can leave now." Hermione walked out faster than Brad could think of. He could tell that she, like many other girls he had warned, didn't believe him.
Hermione went out into another room to search for Kyan. She found him sitting on a couch drinking the last of a beer.
Just to be safe, Hermione asked, "How many beers have you had?"
"That was only my first one."
"Oh, okay. Just making sure that you didn't have too many without me." Hermione grabbed a drink from a table next to the couch. She took a sip and looked around to see everyone. She saw Maura and Matt walking into the room. She still couldn't believe how tall Matt was.
Matt walked over and plopped down next to Kyan. He looked from Kyan to Hermione to Kyan again.
"How many drinks have you had?" he asked him.
"One, why do you always ask me that when I'm a parties?"
"I was just wondering. How many drinks have you had, Granger?"
"None."
"Never drank?"
"Yeah right! This girl stayed sober after drinking 4 and then beat up Parvati Patil." Amy yelled over the loud music. She had appeared with Brad behind her.
"Very fascinating. Think you could beat up me?" Matt asked.
"Hell yeah." Hermione joked. Matt grinned.
"You friend has a good sense of fucking humor. Unlike that stupid little Kate Connolly girl."
"That's my second cousin, shit face." Maura said, taking his large hand in hers and then swinging it back down.
"So, she was still fucking stupid and retarded. I hated her. But she was hot. That was the only good part of her."
"She wasn't hotter than me, was she?"
"Hell no, you're the hottest of the hot. Wouldn't trade anything for you."
"Not even a trillion bucks?" Maura asked sitting down next him.
"Not even a trillion bucks, Maura." Hermione was engrossed by their conversation. She saw that in a relationship, your boyfriend could joke about things like your second cousin being hot and then saying that he wouldn't trade a trillion bucks for you. And you could easily call one another a shit face without getting mad. Hermione wanted to understand these things, but she could only learn from Matt and Maura now.
"I love you too much to trade anything or anyone for you." He kissed her on the forehead and then gave her a noogie.
"Matthew, stop it!" She pulled her head away from his arm.
Hermione walked over to the fire where Maura and Amy were looking through one of their muggle magazines. They looked up at Hermione.
"What's wrong?" Amy asked kindly.
"How do I find out if I'm pregnant?"
"Malfoy didn't use a condom?" Maura instantly asked. "Did you even try to use the fucking pills?" Maura asked getting up.
"I don't have pills. And Draco didn't use a condom."
"Hermione! You have to have safe sex or else there's a 60, 50 percent chance of you getting pregnant." Maura told Hermione standing up.
"60, 40 percent chance actually." Amy corrected.
"Shut up, I knew that. Anyways, I always keep that little pregnancy potion in my trunk just in case I forget if Matt didn't use a condom or I forgot to use a pill. Come on, let's go upstairs." Hermione followed Amy and Maura to Maura's trunk. Inside were a lot of different vials filled with different colors potions. Maura picked up a jar with a dark blue potion in it. On it was a pink label with blue sparkling letters that read, "Pregnancy potion".
"All you do is have to take a sip." Maura said.
"And then what happens? How do I know if I am pregnant?" Hermione asked. Maura got up to go get a glass of water from the girl's bathroom.
"Well that's obvious. Just look at your stomach. It's kind of an illusion of seeing a big belly. If it's big, you're pregnant. If it isn't, well you're set to go have more fun at nights." Amy explained sitting on the bed.
"How would you know?" Hermione asked stupidly.
"Well when Allison O'Dare in Ravenclaw did it with Craig Lebreque, she took after they forgot to use protection and next thing ya know; she's out of school and has a baby nine months later." Hermione shrugged, took the cork off the vial and then took a sip of the blueberry smelling potion. It was very tart and sour. Hermione gave the vial back to Amy and then looked at her stomach. She saw a full stomach. Her jaw dropped as Maura came back into the room.
"Oh my God!" Hermione yelled as tears sprang to her eyes. Maura and Amy stood up instantly. They screamed and danced around.
"Hermione, you're gonna have a baby!" Maura screamed.
"No, no, no!" Hermione shouted as she fell backwards onto the floor. She looked at her stomach as it began to shrink.
"Hermione, why aren't you happy for yourself?" Amy asked getting down next to her.
"Because I can't go to my parents and say that my baby's daddy is Draco Malfoy. He can't go to his parents and say his kid's mommy is me. And we can't elope at this age and say I love you to each other. And we won't have triplets. We're too young and I'm not even 16 yet."
"What are you talking about? You're not eloping." Maura said.
"I know, but he said he would tell me he loved me if we eloped to the states."
"Hermione, you don't have to have this baby you know. You could always get hit in the stomach by a broom at a Quidditch match." Amy said.
"He said he doesn't want me to kill the baby. He'd rather have the baby than for me to kill it and he said he would be there for me."
"Hermione, he doesn't know you're pregnant. You could kill it with a potion. I've got one. You don't have to hurt yourself. I was pregnant once." Maura confessed.
"How old were you?" Hermione asked, wiping away the tears running down her cheeks."
"It was in the summer. Brad had come over and it was only for a little bit, but it got kinda out of control. And I didn't want Brad to find out so I looked up all the illegal love spells and I find this potion and the potion you just drank. If you wanna have the baby, that's fine. If you don't, you have a choice." Hermione sniffed as she got up.
"I'll hafta sleep on it."
~Next Morning, 6:02~
Hermione awoke to yelling the next day. It appeared to Amy and Maura's voices fighting one another.
"How could you mistake that potion for the pink one? Uhg, now she can't have a baby!" Amy yelled.
"She didn't want to have a baby in the first place, smart ass. You were supposed to say that the stomach instantly is gone and doesn't fade away!"
"Well it's not my fault you put the wrong label on the 'kill the baby potion'." Amy yelled. "Jesus Maura, now we don't even know if she would have had that stupid baby or not."
Hermione sat up and looked at Maura who was making new labels for all the vials. Amy had her hands on her hips and had a towel in her hand.
"You gave me the wrong potion?" Hermione asked. Maura and Amy's heads turned. They had very serious looks on their faces.
"Yeah, this dipshit here gave you 'kill the baby' potion so now we don't even know if you were pregnant." Hermione started to cry again. She fell back onto her bed. Amy and Maura were bewildered.
"Oh no, why are you crying now?" Amy asked rushing to Hermione's bed.
"Now we can't elope to the states and he won't say he loves me! And- OH MY GOD. I'm supposed to meet Kyan at Honeydukes today! How am I supposed to tell Draco that I'm not pregnant? I wanted to have a kid."
"We have two hours left. You know I have this potion that could make you look the way you did yesterday." Maura said. Amy looked at her like she was crazy.
"Do you think we're going to trust you again with your stupid potions? For all we know it could make her look like a mountain troll."
"No, I'm serious about this one. I won't screw up. Believe me. I know exactly where Draco hangs out in the morning. But if you don't trust me, I won't tell you."
"Give me the potion." Hermione said, holding back the rest of her tears and sitting back up. Maura handed Hermione a yellow potion. Hermione grabbed it and took a few sips before she gave it to Amy. A tingling sensation went down her throat and into her stomach. Hermione got up and went over to the mirror. Her hair instantly pulled back, her eyelids with eye shadow and lip gloss running across her lips.
Hermione walked over to her wardrobe. There were no good clothes in here. Luckily Amy had brought some that fit Hermione just right. She slipped on a black turtle neck and into some flares and black boots. Hermione pulled on a black duster and then followed Amy and Maura who had gotten dressed before Hermione was awake down to the first floor. They walked outside and into an abandoned Herbology green house quietly. There they saw Draco tending to a plant. Maura and Amy walked out.
"Draco," Hermione said a few minutes later. Draco turned around.
"Gran- uh, Hermione. What are you doing in here?"
"What the fuck do you think I'm doing in here? I came to tell you the good news." Hermione walked up to him and straightened the collar on his shirt.
"What good news?" Hermione nuzzled herself into her neck.
"I'm not pregnant." Draco seemed quite sad about this. "Aren't you going to jump around and scream to the world that you're not a father?" Hermione whispered.
"No, I just thought it would be sort of fun to have a kid around here. And to elope to the states." Hermione looked up at him.
"We still can. We could do it without kids." Draco looked at her straight in the eyes. Hermione kissed him with such fire that he couldn't understand why she was doing it in the first place. But he played along, running his hands from her back to her sides, slipping them into her shirt.
Hermione ran her hands down to his pants. She could feel him getting restless. She ran her index finger around the black button on his pants. Finally she un-did it, making the zipper fly down.
He sucked on her face as he snapped her bra. She jumped pulling away smiling. "Well, well, well, somebody's having fun with a bra."
"When shouldn't I have fun with your bra?" Draco asked. Draco turned her around by the hips and placed her up on the table behind him. She kissed him again, sliding his pants down inch by inch. He stopped kissing her to look down and see if she was wearing a skirt. He wasn't paying attention to her clothes today. She was wearing pants.
"Can't do it here, now can we?" Hermione asked.
"Why'd you get me so excited then?"
"Its funny to see Mr. Malfoy look like a fool." Draco licked his lips.
"Maybe, but it's even more fun to see Ms. Granger look like a fool."
"You already made me look like a fool, bastard."
"Slut."
"Wanna get rowdy with me, Granger?"
"No, because I have to leave you now to go on my date with Kyan or Dunlap as you call him."
"Well, have fun with Dunlap then and then you can have fun with me. That is if you get me drift." Draco said nodding his head.
"I'll never get your drift, Malfoy. You're too hard to understand."
"It can't be that bad." Hermione grinned as she hopped off the table and in front of Draco who pressed himself up against her.
"It is that bad." Draco kissed her as she slipped out from behind him. "Now I have to go. I'm glad we talked, but I really have to go. Are you coming?"
"No, unlike you, I have a reputation to keep." Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Fine, but you'll be sorry when I think I'm pregnant with Kyan's kid."
"Bye slut."
"Bye bastard." And with that Hermione left to go see Kyan and the others.
As Hermione's lonely cart went to Hogsmeade, she leaned her head against the black wall and lifted her legs up to rest them on the seat. She looked out her window at the rats fighting to get a piece of cheese.
"You only live once, love the one you got." Hermione whispered to herself. "In this case, you got a short life; get the most cheese you can."
Once Hermione's cart stopped at Hogsmeade, she got out and looked around for any sign of Maura or Amy.
"Hermione," a voice came from behind. She turned around and saw Harry and Ron walking towards her. "Haven't talked to you in forever." Harry said.
"Been busy. How have you been?" Ron couldn't meet Hermione's eyes.
"Well, you see there's supposedly a new accomplice Voldemort has got."
"Really? He or she?"
"A lot of people think it's a she but, I don't know why someone like Voldemort would hire a she for the job."
"Are you being sexist?" Hermione instantly asked. "People know that I'm only part of your group because I'm smart. Maybe the girl's smart."
"Hermione, I didn't mean it like that. I mean its Voldemort." Harry said.
"That's not excuse, Harry. Besides, I have to go meet Maura and Amy. See you later."
"Amy Brooker and Maura Farrell? You have got to be kidding me." Ron mumbled under his breath.
Hermione walked over to where Maura and Amy were standing with Matt, Kyan and Brad. Matt was huge. He was at least 6 feet and four inches. He had a buzz haircut, rosy cheeks, a long face, blue eyes and a diamond in his left ear.
"You're Granger, huh?" Matt asked in a deep voice.
"Yeah," Hermione said. "You must be Harkins." Maura had her eyebrow raised.
"That's me, don't wear the name out. Let's go." They followed Matt into Honeydukes to get some candy and sweets before going into the Shrieking Shack where Hermione saw some other 6th and 7th years. They were all drinking beer. The Shrieking Shack had definitely changed since Hermione had been to it. They were also listening to really loud music. There must have been some kind of spell around the house that made it seem like no one was in there a.k.a. something like quietus.
"I know what you're thinking. Why would people come here to party?" Hermione looked to her left and saw Kyan with a beer in his hand. "We can't party in the Grand Hall or the Room of Requirement. This place is big enough and with Maura and Amy's smart minds along with all the other 7th years girls they decided to put one of those quiet shields around the house." Hermione grinned.
"Is there anywhere in the house that's not so crowded with people in like a mosh-pit?" Hermione asked as she began to get bumped into. "Oh yeah, where's the beer?" Kyan was just about to walk towards another room when Hermione asked this. He turned around and laughed.
"You're a true drinker, Hermione." Hermione shrugged.
"I've been around."
"Come on, I know where there's a whole bunch of wine and beer. You know Seamus Finnigan? Well he's basically the bartender here."
"Damn, I didn't know that. If I did, I'd already be drunk."
"Yeah, hopefully you stay sober so you can go back to the school and not throw up." Hermione felt somebody grab her hand. She turned her head and saw Brad. He was pulling her towards a different room.
"Come with me," he whispered. He pulled Hermione into a dark room where they were alone. He shut the door behind them.
"What do you want? I was just about to get a drink." Hermione said grinning.
"Listen, you can't always trust him when he's drunk."
"Who?"
"Kyan of course. He does crazy things when he's around more than one girl or even just one. He'll try to touch you in uncomfortable places, Hermione."
"No he doesn't." Hermione said as if Brad was being sarcastic.
"Look, I haven't had anything to drink yet and I'm being serious. Stay around Maura and Matt after Kyan's had about 7 cups of beers. Matt is the only one who can help you when Kyan is like this. I'm just warning you, Hermione. You can leave now." Hermione walked out faster than Brad could think of. He could tell that she, like many other girls he had warned, didn't believe him.
Hermione went out into another room to search for Kyan. She found him sitting on a couch drinking the last of a beer.
Just to be safe, Hermione asked, "How many beers have you had?"
"That was only my first one."
"Oh, okay. Just making sure that you didn't have too many without me." Hermione grabbed a drink from a table next to the couch. She took a sip and looked around to see everyone. She saw Maura and Matt walking into the room. She still couldn't believe how tall Matt was.
Matt walked over and plopped down next to Kyan. He looked from Kyan to Hermione to Kyan again.
"How many drinks have you had?" he asked him.
"One, why do you always ask me that when I'm a parties?"
"I was just wondering. How many drinks have you had, Granger?"
"None."
"Never drank?"
"Yeah right! This girl stayed sober after drinking 4 and then beat up Parvati Patil." Amy yelled over the loud music. She had appeared with Brad behind her.
"Very fascinating. Think you could beat up me?" Matt asked.
"Hell yeah." Hermione joked. Matt grinned.
"You friend has a good sense of fucking humor. Unlike that stupid little Kate Connolly girl."
"That's my second cousin, shit face." Maura said, taking his large hand in hers and then swinging it back down.
"So, she was still fucking stupid and retarded. I hated her. But she was hot. That was the only good part of her."
"She wasn't hotter than me, was she?"
"Hell no, you're the hottest of the hot. Wouldn't trade anything for you."
"Not even a trillion bucks?" Maura asked sitting down next him.
"Not even a trillion bucks, Maura." Hermione was engrossed by their conversation. She saw that in a relationship, your boyfriend could joke about things like your second cousin being hot and then saying that he wouldn't trade a trillion bucks for you. And you could easily call one another a shit face without getting mad. Hermione wanted to understand these things, but she could only learn from Matt and Maura now.
"I love you too much to trade anything or anyone for you." He kissed her on the forehead and then gave her a noogie.
"Matthew, stop it!" She pulled her head away from his arm.